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Chapter 248 Azshara Defense (5)

"See anything?" Player asked.

Behind him stood Braylin Fire Fist and Pilto Thunderhorn. Pilto Thunderhorn shook his head. Since he transformed into a soul walker, he has only explored some special skills that he can use, and he also knows

The soul lamp can collect souls to increase the scale and power of its spells.

But he still doesn't know what other functions the soul lamp has. Even why the soul lamp is used to collect souls, Pierto Leijiao himself is confused, let alone the newer Bovarn Wind Totem.

Already.

"It's a human. He died no more than three months ago. I mean the time he was killed and transformed into a ghoul!" Braylin Firefist said, "I guess he should be a resident of the Kingdom of Lordaeron."

This was the corpse of a ghoul. Player also had a sudden idea and read an "exorcist spell" on the corpse, and found that it could actually be purified, and the ghoul returned to its original appearance, a human being.

"Catch the kid and ask how it goes?" Prell looked at Braylin Fire Fist, and the sorceress nodded: "I think it will work!"

Prell looked at the first trench about thirty meters away. It was like the ditch outside the first trench. It had been filled with the corpses of ghouls. The trench was exuding green poison.

The fog is caused by the corpses of ghouls after they are killed.

On the southeast side of their position, the Thornback Clan and the Briar Ridge Wild Boars were busy learning from the kobold legion's setup and began to dig trenches.

In the battle last night, the wild boars suffered heavy losses. Previously, they were able to rely on about a hundred wild boar warriors covered in turpentine armor and the "bloodthirsty spell" given by the shaman to even defeat the abomination.

However, the long-range attacks of the wild boar are far inferior to those of Prell. Archers and crossbowmen require a lot of physical strength, and their endurance is not as good as that of the kobold musketeers.

Therefore, Screaming and Bristlemane sent three waves of people to ask for help. Prell was fighting at the front. Rexxar, as the temporary commander, had to dispatch part of the reserve team to assist. In the end, the quilboars were forced to give up their own.

position, Prell also abandoned the first trench.

Now Screaming Thornmane is leading the remaining soldiers of his men to move closer to Prell's position and begin to build fortifications.

Prell was too lazy to go to greet him, and he became increasingly unhappy with Screaming Thorns. Since all the indigenous coalition forces were under the command of Prell, Screaming Thorns was the first and only one to raise the issue.

The leader of dissent.

Prell didn't want to quarrel with him, so he allowed him to unite with the Briar Ridge Steelmane Wild Boars and go out to set up their own defensive position. However, this wild boar was really shameless. As soon as he found out that he couldn't beat him, he immediately asked Prell for help. If he hadn't worried about everyone

They were all fighting against the Burning Legion, and Prell didn't even want to pay attention to him.

However, Screaming and Bristlemane soon took the initiative to find him. As a wild boar chief whose strength was far inferior to his ambition, Screaming and Bristlemane was a complete egoist. He has now realized that the Thornback Clan alone can

Together with the Briar Ridge Steelmane Wild Boars, the current army of less than two thousand people cannot resist the endless undead army alone.

So he shamelessly found Prell and said: "The army of the undead is powerful. We must unite together to resist them. We, the thornback wild boar people, are willing to obey the dispatch and command of the war chief!"

Prell looked at him speechlessly, feeling that the pig-headed man was not stupid at all. Georod's Razor Ridge Wild Boars had been following him. Since there were only 500 Razor Ridge Wild Boars, Prell arranged them in the dog's head.

They were behind the musketeers, so their losses were not great.

Screaming Bristlemane probably saw Prell's tactical arrangements and wanted to preserve his strength, so he chose to take refuge temporarily. Although he felt sick in his heart, Prell still fulfilled his duties as a commander and said: "Then

You just guard the right wing, and I will send half a battalion of musketeers to assist!"

Screaming. Bristlemane was immediately overjoyed: "Well, I'm really grateful!"

The new day's war is almost exactly the same as yesterday. It's still the sea of ​​ghouls, the imps hiding in it, and the abominations pressing behind.

In front of Prell's position, the ghouls dropped at least two thousand corpses. Braylin Firefist has been trying to catch a kid. Unfortunately, these low-level demons who are timid and like to gather in groups simply can't.

Give her any chance. Once she gets close to the range of the musket, immediately throw two fireballs or shadow arrows from a distance, and then jump back.

Gonzalo has also been conducting reconnaissance on the rear of the undead army. The three summoning circles are still summoning the imp army continuously, and the acolytes are also summoning more ghouls.

Ghost corpses are spliced ​​together to create more abominations.

Gradually, Prell noticed something was wrong. The acolytes who controlled the sea of ​​ghouls on the opposite side had very low military literacy. They only knew the "Ghost Sea Tactics", and those ghouls were obviously newly summoned and

Those who have been transformed have no sense of autonomy, and their combat effectiveness and defense are extremely low.

Even though there are powerful units like the Abominations in the undead natural disaster, the number is too small. More importantly, the demons summoned by the acolytes are actually the lowest-level imp army.

Rexxar obviously realized that something was wrong, so he sent messengers to inform Prell that the composition of their enemies in the direction of night elves, Theramore humans, etc. was exactly the same.

So Prell returned to the command post. He pondered for a moment and said: "If the strength of the undead army is like this, I really can't figure out how the Kingdom of Lordaeron was wiped out. This is really unreasonable!"

Lexa took a sip of wine. He had not rested all night and his eyes were red. Prell also poured himself a glass of wine to refresh himself. Then Lexa said: "So, is it possible that the mission of these vanguard legions is to hold us back?"

?Their army is still behind?"

Prell could not answer this question, because according to Gonzalo's Military Intelligence Department's Minotaur Raptor Druid's continuous surveillance and investigation of the coast, another fleet arrived at the coast, and a group of acolytes disembarked.

But these acolytes were quickly summoned and teleported to the front line. While the two were thinking, a night elf raptor druid flew over: "Lord Cenarius is preparing to launch a surprise attack to the rear of the undead army to destroy their

Summoning the magic circle, I hope you will cooperate!"

Prell's eyes suddenly widened. He looked at Lexa and said loudly: "Could it be that... the mission of the low-level undead and demons here is just to delay our army in the Azshara region. And the others

The elite demons and high-level demons have sneaked into Mount Hyjal or Felwood, opened the summoning gate there, and teleported the real main force of the Burning Legion there? "

Rexxar was also surprised: "It's very possible!" The night elf raptor druid who came to deliver the message didn't know why, and continued to ask: "Warchief, can you cooperate with us to launch an attack on the summoning circle?"

Prell looked at him: "Let's put aside the attack for now, it's not important. I think I need to meet Cenarius and Tyrande and tell them our speculation!"

Lexa said: "Without further ado, I think your speculation is very possible!"

"Let's go to the night elf camp immediately!" Prell said urgently, looking at the night elf druid who still looked confused.

Hurrying through the camp defended by the orcs, Prell didn't even have time to explain to Thrall, so he invited the orc warchief to go with him. Thrall trusted Prell, so he handed over the command to Grom Hell.

Roaring, he mounted the Frostwolf Snow Song, picked up Prell, and bolted towards the night elf camp.

The night elves' main camp is in the Azshara region, to the north of the east bank of the Wrathwater River. It is close to the south side of the Hyjal Mountains and is also the direction of the main attack of the undead army.

Prell glanced briefly and saw a group of furbolgs appearing behind the camp. Based on the night elves' tents, he estimated that more than 10,000 soldiers were gathered here.

After a quick meeting with Cenarius and Tyrande, Prell's speculation came out, and Tyrande began to think deeply, because Prell's inference was too possible.

But there is currently no change in the rear of the night elves. After all, Fandral Staghelm has been paying attention to the situation in the Eastern Kingdoms for a long time. Unlike Tyrande who is not interested in external affairs, the Cenarion Circle has been monitoring and paying attention.

Holding the whole world.

Therefore, at least where the Cenarion Circle can influence, the night elves have made all preparations for the possible invasion of the Burning Legion.

But even if Prell's inference is correct, as the convener of the coalition, the leaders of the night elves cannot immediately change their strategy against the enemy. In any case, they still have to stop the endless sea of ​​ghouls in front of them.

So in the end, there was no result from the discussion. The only thing Tyrande could do was to send an order to the rear and ask the remaining night elves to increase patrols of the forests within the territory and discover all hidden things in advance as much as possible.

Demons.

After Prell returned to his position and rested for two hours, the battlefield changed again: a group of demon guards were summoned and quickly entered the battlefield.

In the sequence of arms of the Burning Legion, imps are the lowest level demons. They exist in almost all known worlds and are often attached to any individual or group that is stronger than them.

The origin of the imps cannot be verified. They can be recruited by warlocks, and can also be summoned and attracted by some powerful elemental creatures. It can be said that they are a group of demons with no position, and their status in the legion can almost be ignored.

As for the Demon Guards, these strong men with a height of more than two meters are slightly stronger than the Imps. Their status in the Burning Legion is slightly higher than that of the Imps, but they are still low-level demons.

Prell can now conclude that the Burning Legion must have sent demons lurking in the rear, possibly Mount Hyjal, or more likely Felwood, because the opposite side is obviously fighting a war of attrition.


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