In Thassarian's tent, the undead infantryman Rurid's intermittent words made Arthas suddenly change his expression. He looked at Thassarian, hoping that the lieutenant in front of him would give him an explanation.
Thassarian said to the prince sincerely:
"Your Highness, it does not think. It can only passively accept orders and then execute them. Its thinking is incomplete. The high elf mage told me that it does not have a complete soul! But this information, Your Highness, is like
A kind of soul engraving, the mage said, these messages are engraved in Rurid's soul, whether it is intelligent or not, it can instinctively speak out these messages."
"How to describe it..."
Thassarian, a big-headed soldier from the Tirisfal region, didn't have much ink in his stomach. He tried hard to think of an adjective, but couldn't explain it.
"You mean, Rurid's brain is like a book. It can remember limited information, but it will not actively think. Only external intervention can make it react, right?"
A cold voice sounded outside the tent. Arthas raised his head and saw Jaina with a frosty face walking into the tent. The description of an archmage was obviously extremely accurate. Thassarian stole
Looking at Jaina's beautiful face, she nodded to His Highness the Prince.
"Yes, Your Highness, what this beautiful and noble mage lady said is very accurate."
"Back off, soldier!"
Jaina ignored Thassarian's flattery. Ever since Tyrion gave her an "unforgettable" night, she hated all undead, but she became interested in the unthinking undead infantry in front of her.
..To be precise, he became interested in the information stored in his mind.
"Let me test its safety."
As the Archmage spoke, he infiltrated his magic power into the body of the undead infantry. This action immediately aroused resistance from Rurid, but Thassarian said in time:
"Go to sleep!"
"Shua"
The light in Rurid's eyes immediately dissipated, and the whole person stood blankly on the spot. After a moment, Jaina, who had withdrawn her magic power, said to several others:
"Safety, the soul of this lower-level undead is on the verge of dissipating. This is why it actively follows Lieutenant Thassarian. There was a problem with its thinking during the battle with the demon. After waking up, it will save its general.
Lieutenant Thassarian regards it as its superior, and what you are worried about Arthas will not happen... According to my detection, Rurid's mind has been completely disconnected from the Dark Blade Legion... It is fast
Dead."
A trace of regret flashed in Jaina's eyes, but then, a glimmer of light flashed in her beautiful eyes:
"This soul will completely dissipate after a while. Its soul will be completely torn apart, so it is not a threat, but it is of great significance to us. All the information collected by the empire before was obtained from other channels.
Maybe Lureide will be a breakthrough for us!"
"But how?"
Prince Arthas also realized the feasibility of Jaina's idea. He said:
"Rured only obeys Thassarian's orders. Thassarian has tried many methods but failed to get more information."
"That's because this rude soldier doesn't know the correct way to explore."
Jaina looked back at Thassarian and said in a deep voice:
"Wake up Rurid, soldier, and repeat my words to it, do you understand?"
"OK."
Thassarian didn't have much resistance to Jaina's cold tone. Beautiful girls always have many privileges. After a while, Rurid was awakened again, and Jaina whispered:
"Lu Reid, explain your position and the goal of this mission!"
Thassarian repeated these words, and after a moment, the light in the eyes of the undead infantry floated, and he said intermittently:
"Rurid...Dark Blade Stormtrooper...an elite infantry corporal who belongs to the 7th Special Operations Team of Company B."
"This mission, led by Colonel John J. Keeshan, infiltrated into the Hinterlands war zone to supervise and evaluate the demonic military situation."
The news that Rurid said mechanically made Arthas and Jaina look at each other, and both sides looked at hope. Captain Marvin picked up a pen and paper and quickly recorded the hard-won news in front of them.
"Rured, explain the military structure of the Storm Chapter!"
"Storm Chapter, the standard combat legion of the Dark Blade, is commanded by the death lord Danath Trollbane. It has 513 high-level knights, the B company tactical team, 400 undead arakkoa scouts, and 50 skeletal dragons.
and knights, 1,457 lower-level knights, 46,521 undead infantry, 210 siege heavy artillery, and 100 "Wildfire Improved" land siege tanks, currently deployed in the Arathi theater."
"Rurid, explain all the military arrangements of Dark Blade!"
At Jaina's signal, Thassarian asked the third question, but this time, Rurid did not answer, as if he had not heard it. After repeatedly changing the sentence structure of the question, Jaina
Said with some regret:
"It seems that the undead infantry only knows so much military information, or perhaps Tyrion has imposed some kind of restrictions on these low-level soldiers to prevent the leakage of important information."
"This is enough, Anna, don't be too greedy."
Prince Alsace comforted:
"At least now we know the formation and military strength of the Dark Blade's battle group. This is already an amazing attempt. To be honest, I am more concerned about another aspect."
The prince looked at Thassarian:
"Lieutenant, what do you think of Rurid's combat effectiveness? It calls itself the elite corporal of the Dark Blade. How do you think it will fare against our soldiers on the battlefield?"
"Well, Your Highness, it's hard to say."
Thassarian replied with some embarrassment:
"I have seen scenes where Rurid and other undead infantry teamed up to fight against demons. Frankly speaking, although their cooperation is stiff, it is much better than untrained recruits. Moreover, the combat effectiveness of a soldier does not matter.
We have to take the equipment factor into consideration... I have to say, the weapons that Rurid carries with him are really eye-opening for me."
"Um?"
The prince also became interested: "Take it out and see!"
"Hold on."
After receiving the answer, Thassarian immediately walked into the tent. After rummaging through the boxes for a while, he came back carrying a huge box. He said to the prince:
"Sorry, Your Highness, I didn't mean to conceal the existence of these weapons. In fact, even if you don't come, I will bring them to you in a few days. These gadgets are as good as those used by our soldiers.
At the two extremes, even a soldier like me would feel that the Dark Blade Undead's research on engineering creations far exceeds that of the Empire."
As he spoke, Thassarian opened the box, which was densely filled with black steel weapons. The color was exactly the same as the armor on Rurid. Prince Arthas looked at the boxes in front of him, and those strange-looking gadgets.
, half of them are weapons that he has never used.
"so much?"
Captain Maven, who was recording on the side, also widened his eyes. In the empire's military system, powerful knights only have one set of armor, a few hand-fitting weapons, and some necessary auxiliary weapons. They will not be like this box.
There are so many weird and weird things in there.
"This thing looks amazingly lethal, but how do you use it?"
The prince reached out and picked up the most conspicuous musket. This thing was heavy to hold, but it was different from the muskets Alsace had seen before. It had no bomb opening, and the whole thing looked like several pieces of steel put together, with a barrel.
At the front is a black tomahawk that is coupled together. This unique design allows this heavy gun to have both long-range and melee functions.
"This should be a firing weapon, but I feel that my previous knowledge of dwarf muskets does not apply to this weapon..."
The prince put the musket back into the box with some regret, and said to Thassarian:
"Have you tried these?"
The lieutenant shook his head:
"Lurid alone has caused me so much trouble. If I take out this weapon, the military judge will come to me immediately... But I think, maybe, Lurid can teach us how to use these weapons."
thing."
Thassarian glanced at the elite undead infantry who were standing there, waiting for orders, and then looked at the prince. The latter thought for a moment and waved to Thassarian:
"You can't be here, come with me, we'll go to the training ground outside the city."
A moment later, after all irrelevant personnel had been dispersed, Jaina, with a frosty look on her face, threw a finger-sized soul stone to Thassarian:
"We still have uses for this undead, so we can't let it die naturally. The soul in this soul stone should be enough to supply it with activities for another week, but considering the losses in this battle... Forget it, you can just find it
Arthas wants soul stones, he captured a lot of them in Stratholme, but soldier...I want to remind you, stay away from this undead."
Jaina glanced at Lureid, who was as dull as a sculpture, and said in a deep voice:
"Although there is no evidence, I always feel that there is something weird about this undead."
After saying that, Jaina's figure flashed and appeared next to Arthas, and the prince standing behind the protective wall waved his finger to Thassarian. The lieutenant shrugged and moved the soul stone close to Rurid.
Then he crushed it, and after the light of soul power was absorbed by Rurid behind him, he said in a deep voice:
"Lu Reid, put on your equipment!"
Next to the two of them, there was a special crystal stone specially used for recording to record this moment. Obviously, Prince Arthas wanted this image to be recorded. This was an important moment to spy on the Dark Blade's military equipment.
Under Thassarian's order, the elite infantryman Rurid stepped forward and quickly put on the complex equipment like a well-trained human soldier. After 2 minutes, Rurid completed the change.
It's like a new person.
It wears a full-coverage heavy helmet, holds a heavy black ax gun in both hands, has two crossed bullet belts wrapped around the armor on its chest, and carries two tactical one-handed axes engraved with necromantic runes on its back.
There is also a fighting dagger inserted in the multifunctional belt, and three black high-explosive grenades are hung on the belt on the other side. His pale eyes are shining in the black hole of the helmet. There is also a tactical bag on the back, which is full of
A variety of extremely destructive items.
The Dark Blade badge worn on the chest reflects a dim light in the sun. To be honest, if you meet such a guy while walking at night, you will definitely hand over everything you own.
This is a standard "evil star".
"Wow, that's cool!"
When Prince Arthas saw Rurid who had finished dressing up, he couldn't help but whistled a little frivolously. He shouted to Thassarian:
"Get it ready for battle, Lieutenant, and then exit the training ground. We've found a good opponent for it!"
As soon as the prince finished speaking, on the other side of the training ground, driven by several knights, a huge and violent brown bear was driven into the training ground. The scales that appeared strangely on the body of this huge brown bear,
You can tell by the shining green light in its eyes that this thing is not a wild beast, but a special monster infected by evil energy.
"Tear it up! Little brother!"
Thassarian whistled, then patted Lurid on the shoulder and whispered:
"Ms. Jaina hates you. She has murderous intent in her eyes, so if you want to survive, you'd better attract the prince's attention... If you are still alive, maybe you will become my good brother. In short, come on."
After saying that, the lieutenant quickly left the training ground. Rurid, who was in combat mode, raised the ax gun in his hand and clasped the lower half of the gun with his left hand. After a crisp sound, a large-caliber high-explosive bullet fired
Load the gun.
Under the helmet, its eyes shined with a strange blood-red color.
"Target...confirmed!"
"Bang"
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"Hey Keeshan, mission accomplished?"
In the camp in Arathi Highlands, Danas, who was enjoying a special lunch for the undead, said hello to Keeshan, who walked into the tent, but Keeshan, the undead, who always liked liveliness, did not respond.
He walked to the tent, pulled out a bottle of blood wine, poured a sip into his mouth, and then said to his temporary commander in a depressed tone:
"The mission was completed well, but I'm in a bad mood. We lost Corporal Rurid... Among all the grassroots soldiers in Company B, he was the most likely to break through the limitations of the lower-level undead, regain his mind, and be promoted to the knight level.
This guy... I'm very optimistic about him, and I hope that in this mission, he can break through the shackles of thinking. Damn it, that fear devil who deserves to go to hell!"
"Huh? Is that the soldier you wanted from my regiment?"
Danas picked up a piece of strangely colored meat with a fork, put it into his mouth, and chewed it with a look of intoxication. After a while, the death lord wiped his mouth with a cloth:
"It's always a pity when a soldier is injured, but what I'm more concerned about is... how is the battle situation in the Hinterlands at this time?"
"Go read the report yourself! I'm very annoyed now... That damn demon cost me my best soldier! Ahhh, it's so annoying, I want to go out and kill a few demons to vent my anger... Carl,
