The Scourge are well aware that the Nerubians are good at digging holes, so logically it is impossible to leave holes in their formation.
On the formation sketch in Valeela's hand, the Scourge's defense against the rear formation was very weak, as if it was deliberately leaked to lure Azjol Nerub into a surprise attack.
Anub'arak, who was charging ahead, must have seen such an obvious gap in the formation, but he did not send anyone to escape behind, which further confirmed Valeela's suspicion.
The gap in the rear formation is a trap deliberately planted by the commander of the natural disaster. Once someone tries to go around the back, there is a high probability that they will be surrounded by the undead's counter-ambush net.
Valeela pondered for a moment before continuing to ask Faldorei Scout: "Can you find out who the commander of the Scourge is?"
The scout shook his head: "Under the cover of the Lich King's powerful soul power, the Scourge Legion's psychics can remotely control the undead. It is difficult to tell who is giving orders through the soul network."
"Then..." Valeera frowned and continued to ask, "Have you seen any trace of the Dread Lord?"
"No, I specially scanned it with the evil energy detection spell. The Scourge Legion's formation is filled with the power of death, and there is no breath of evil energy."
Before being affected by the explosion of Arcandor and becoming Spider-Man, Faldorei were once children of the night, and quite a few of them were high-ranking magisters who were framed by political opponents and exiled from the city.
The female Faldorei named Sandora in front of Valeela is one of them. Her previous research project was focused on evil energy, with the purpose of finding a way to counter evil energy with arcane magic.
However, precisely because of her long-term research on evil energy, Sandora was easily "confirmed" when she was framed by her colleagues, and was sentenced to exile by Elisande's advisory group for the crime of secretly communicating with the devil.
Sandora was very lucky. Just when she was about to lose her mind due to the torture of magic addiction, Valley Walker Farodin came to her door with the seeds of Arcandor.
Due to lack of experience, the planting of the first Arcandor ended in failure. The chaotic magic that exploded in Flanar transformed the exiles into deformed spider-men.
The change in life form shattered Sandora's blind faith in arcane magic, and she began to realize that improper use of arcane magic would cause great harm to the world.
From then on, Sandora was no longer keen on research, or in other words, she no longer just worked on her own research projects.
After work, Sandora would often leave Flannar Underground City and go to the outskirts of Suramar, where the withered were everywhere, to change her mood.
In order to avoid those ubiquitous predators, Sandora's stealth skills became more and more proficient year by year.
When she learned that the new Spider Queen planned to dispatch a group of elites to Fadorei's benefactor Sarlayan, at the request of an old friend, Sandora personally approached the Spider Queen Justina and signed up.
Yes, Sandora is one of the lieutenants arranged for her by Sista's father.
She is only an adjutant in name, but in fact Sandora's prestige among the 500 Faldorei elites is still higher than that of the nominal leader Shista.
Shista led a part of the elite to temporarily follow Sarlayan, and the command of the large army was naturally handed over to Sandora.
Sandora is a veteran of the same era as Elisande and Thalyssra. She has also experienced the tragic ancient war and has a certain perspective on the overall situation.
Sandora could tell that the decisive moment of this underground war was coming, and in this case, intelligence work would become particularly important.
The High Elves' Backlight Blade is indeed very powerful, but the underground world is not their home after all.
Taking this into consideration, before Sarlayan went underground, he did not recall Atla and others who had been monitoring the Ice Throne's movements. Instead, he used the Faldorei elite scouts led by Shista.
The experienced Sandora knew the importance of this intelligence investigation. She personally led a team to sneak into the vicinity of the natural disaster undead army formation and investigated all suspicious areas as perfectly as possible.
Among them is Shandora's main research direction, evil energy breath.
Sandora is an authority on evil energy. Valeera once learned about her life from Sarlayan and has no doubts about her judgment.
"Without the Dreadlord, Kel'Thuzad, who had just joined the team, would not have been able to take office so quickly. So..."
Valeera frowned and muttered to herself: "Who is the commander of the Scourge? Could it be Ner'zhul himself who remotely commands it?"
"If this is really the case, the beheading tactic is meaningless."
"Not always."
A dull male voice suddenly came from the soil under Valeela's feet. Everyone in the tent was startled. They subconsciously jumped back and looked warily at the squirming surface.
Only Shandora, who sensed the underground rhythm in advance, had a faint smile on her face.
"Peng~"
Shista and several Faldorei who were responsible for digging the hole rushed out of the surface first, and then Valeela and others saw Sharlayan jumping out of the hole carrying Onyxia, who was sleeping on his back.
"Hi~ Good afternoon everyone, I shouldn't be late, right?"
Vereesa was the first to react, and threw the quill in her hand as a dart at Sarlayan in a fit of laughter.
"Good afternoon...how old are you! It's obviously night now!"
"ah?"
After dodging the hidden weapon thrown by Vereesa, Sarlayan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Sorry, it's difficult to accurately grasp the passage of time underground, so I'll just spend the night."
When Valeela saw Onyxia clinging to Sarlayan's body without any gaps, her delicate eyebrows raised subconsciously.
Before the jealous person could get angry, Stellagosa took over the unawakened black dragon princess from Sharlayan.
"Is Oni okay? Did you encounter Xeraki sent by Yogg-Saron?"
Sarlayan shook his head: "That's not true. She is just overworked. Let her rest for a while."
"snort!"
Valeela walked up to Onyxia with her eyes closed expressionlessly, pinched both sides of her face with her fingers and pulled outwards.
"Still pretending to be asleep? Get up!"
Onyxia opened her eyes at this moment, looked at Valeera with a sleepy expression, and greeted her with a lazy smile.
"Good morning, Valeela, where am I?"
Valeera bared her teeth in displeasure: "You're still pretending! Tell me the truth! When did you wake up?"
As soon as Sarlayan, the backbone, returned, the pressure on Valeera's shoulders immediately disappeared, and she no longer had to worry about battlefield arrangements.
Sarlayan ignored the quarrel between Valeera and Onyxia and coughed lightly in the face of the gossipy expressions of everyone present.
"Sorry for coming a little late. Time is urgent. We can avoid unnecessary greetings. Let's get straight to the point."
Throwing the sketch of the natural disaster formation from Valeera's hand, Sarlayan bent down to pick up the fallen quill and threw it out before the drawing fell to the ground, accurately nailing the drawing to the tactical board in the main camp.
superior.
"Hey!" Vereesa slammed the table in displeasure and protested, "That's my pen!"
Sarlayan shrugged nonchalantly: "I'm just using the waste, and I'll pay you one in the worst case."
The tip of the quill was inserted into the gap in the Scourge's rear formation. Sharlayan pointed at the sketch and said: "According to the information we tortured from the temporary allies of the Scourge, the frontline command during the decisive battle was indeed Ner'zhul himself.
Responsible."
"Everyone should know something about Ner'zhul, but in order to avoid anyone not knowing enough about his information, I will mention it again."
Sarlayan said with a serious expression: "The Lich King Ner'zhul was originally a member of the Draenor orc tribe, the chief and shaman of the Shadowmoon clan."
"Since it has nothing to do with the current situation, I won't say much about Ner'zhul's life here. I will focus on Ner'zhul's abilities."
"Excluding mental factors, in terms of personal ability and prestige alone, Ner'zhul can definitely be regarded as a generation of outstanding figures in the history of the orcs."
"Before Gul'dan rose to power with evil power, Ner'zhul of the Shadowmoon clan was the spiritual leader of the orc tribe. He was outstanding in both leadership and personal strength."
"However, Ner'zhul has a fatal flaw."
Sarlayan twitched his lips sarcastically: "His ability to withstand pressure is very poor. When the orc tribe faces a crisis and he needs to stand up and make wise decisions as usual, Ner'zhul will fail every time because of being too nervous.
chain."
"This huge character flaw did not disappear when Ner'zhul was transformed into the Lich King by Kil'jaeden. The decisive battle is approaching, and Ner'zhul should have begun to worry about gains and losses by now."
Sarlayan had personally participated in the expedition to Draenor, and had barrages to provide important intelligence. He had a deeper understanding of Ner'zhul than anyone present.
While others were still bowing their heads in thought, Selevor came to his senses first and asked Sarlayan calmly: "Now that you know the Lich King's character flaws, you should already have a plan in place, right?"