Before traveling through time and space, Robbie made sufficient preparations.
The identity of the alliance alone is not enough, it is equivalent to walking on only one leg.
Although there is an epic deception orb that can transform into an orc for a long time, Robbie does not think magic is reliable.
Robbie took advantage of his previous life as a senior cosplayer and made a set of orc disguises with the help of many skilled craftsmen in the brotherhood.
Orcs have strong bodies, thick limbs, are slightly taller than humans, and can fit an entire human body. This disguise is actually a set of plate armor that looks like orc skin.
Orcs use axes more often, and they like two-handed axes the most. Robbie bought a sophisticated arcane ax. It is said that in that era, an arcane ax was a symbol of a powerful warrior.
The days when old Fording was in desolation in the Plague Land were actually only seven or eight years ago.
It's a pity that in these chaotic years, every version is a natural chasm.
Unfortunately, most of the adventurers in the Land of Falling Moon have not experienced the baptism of the Plague Land. Those who occasionally pass by the Plague Land have never met Comrade Fording.
It was not easy to find an experienced adventurer, the elf hunter Sori Tamer. He had stayed in the Plague Land for a long time, but he refused to say anything.
In the end, Robbie was only given a diary.
"The water here is deep enough to drown all of us." Sori Tamer reminded him, telling him over and over again: "Don't say this diary is mine."
With the help of the Brotherhood's vast network of contacts, I finally found an adventurer who had provided Fording with white maggot meat. He faltered when he mentioned that past event, and was forced to panic, so he said that he had only completed the first stage.
mission, I don’t know what happens after that.
He must have been deceived, Robbie analyzed, the adventurer's poor self-esteem.
Unable to collect any useful information, Robbie and Vanessa had no choice but to hit the road.
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Traveling through time is not that comfortable, nor is it as scary as imagined.
From Robbie's point of view, it was a bit like riding on a high-altitude roller coaster, seeing all kinds of weird and confusing time and space, and it was inevitable that his legs and feet would feel weak after landing.
Vanessa on the side had her eyes closed tightly and her body was swaying slowly. It took a long time to recover.
During the process of traveling through time and space, Vanessa has been in a state of trance. If it were not for Robbie to protect her, she would have fallen into a rift in time and space.
It seems that a guide is really important, and it takes talent to stay awake throughout the whole process.
Plague land!
Robbie landed on a piece of grass with his feet, stepping on the innocent grass. He looked at the wild flowers blooming secretly on the side and felt incredible.
The book records that the Plague Land was desolate and dilapidated, full of depression, raging natural disasters, and plague attacks, which brought countless deaths and left scenes of death and decay everywhere.
Robbie didn't know where he was, standing on a high place and looking around.
Looking from a distance, one can see a lush area with green grass and tall trees with lush branches and leaves.
Shrubs are growing happily, large tracts of unknown wildflowers are in full bloom, and occasionally small animals are walking through them. They all look healthy.
This isn't right.
Shouldn't it be that the ground is covered with withered grass, the wild animals are covered with rotten abscesses, and there is a putrid smell everywhere?
Robbie sniffed hard, smelling the aroma of earth and light flowers.
This is obviously a land with abundant water and grass.
Robbie wondered if the Eternal Dragon had gone to the wrong place? Or had it gone to the wrong time, before the plague raged?
Vanessa took out a map and spread it on the grass, then took out a delicate compass, carefully checked the direction, then rolled up the map, put away the compass, and said with a smile:
"Everything goes well. This is the Eastern Plague Land, very close to Dalong County. Let's go find out the news first."
"Wait a minute, Commander, don't you think something is wrong here?" Robbie asked doubtfully: "This is not how the Plague Land is described in the book."
"The withered grass withers away in a year, and the beasts infected with the plague will soon die. Without human interference, it only takes one spring for the green land to be covered. Without the source of infection, the plague cannot last long and is easily washed away by the rain." Fanny
Sarah scolded Robbie seriously:
"Don't believe the nonsense in the book. The person who wrote the book has never been here. He made it up with reference to the walls of the Plaguelands in our time period."
This, what does this mean?
What time period are we in?
After the fall of the Lich King Arthas, almost all the Scourge retreated to Northrend, and the remaining undead were also wiped out.
The Scarlet Crusade was destroyed, the Hand of Tyr was occupied by the Knights of the Ebon Blade, and the Argent Dawn became the most powerful force in the Plaguelands.
Garrosh Hellscream's creation of the Iron Horde required a large amount of wood and minerals, and Sylvanas was not to be outdone, arming the Forsaken of Lordaeron with all her strength.
Robbie seemed to understand something.
Open Sori. Tamer's diary. The best place to get information in the Eastern Plaguelands is also the place with the best order, Timmy's Tavern in Darrow County.
Timmy, sad Timmy? Isn't that a little ghoul?
It is said that what the ears hear is false and what the eyes see is true.
Robbie was shocked by the greenery in the Plague Land.
When entering Dalong County, this feeling of shock becomes even stronger.
There are neat rows of houses, the streets are spotless, the trees on both sides of the road have been carefully trimmed, the water in the fountain at the intersection is crystal clear, and the fish are swimming happily.
Robbie secretly compared in his mind that the environment in Lakeside Town was not as good as here.
The residents of Dalong County are mainly undead, coming and going, bustling, wearing colorful and neat clothes. Apart from being extremely quiet, they are no different from human towns, and they look at outsiders with clean eyes.
This feeling is so strange.
Vanessa wrapped her cloak tightly, covering her delicate face, and whispered to Robbie:
"Don't say you are a Paladin, let alone show the Holy Light."
"I know, the undead hate the Holy Light."
"No." There was a sarcastic look on Vanessa's lips: "These undead are residents of Lordaeron. They just simply hate the Knights of the Silver Hand."
Do the Knights of the Silver Hand have any grudge against the people of Lordaeron?
Ordinary undead don't seem to be able to speak. They have their own way of communication, but they can understand human language. Under the leadership of an undead little girl, Robbie found Timmy's Tavern.
"Little sister, what's your name?" Vanessa gave the little undead a copper coin.
The undead little girl wrote three words on the ground.
"Pamela."
Is this little sister Pamela?
Looking at the happy and carefree little undead jumping up and down, Robbie once again felt that his world view had been subverted.
Back then, I had done the mission of my little sister Pamela, and I was so moved. Who knew the truth was like this.
There is a big sign at the door of Timmy's Tavern.
"Orcs and Hogs are not allowed to enter."
"Dalaran mages and Silver Hands please get out of here."
"High Elves and Silver Dawn please consciously come to the kitchen to serve as ingredients."
Well, Comrade Hogg was shot innocently again.
The undead in Darrowshire show a clear distinction between love and hate, although they are not very understandable.
When Robbie and Vanessa entered Timmy's Tavern, they felt full of life. Darrow County was too quiet, like a dead city. Only the adventurers gathered together in the tavern, which was very lively.
The drunken dwarf talked loudly, the little dwarf jumped on the table to argue with the dwarf, the night elf who silently filled his stomach was low-key and calm, and the tauren won the arm-wrestling contest and laughed heartily.
There are not only Alliance and Horde adventurers here, but also some gnolls, werebears, and even an ogre.
Robbie ordered a glass of morning dew as usual, Vanessa just asked for a glass of water.
"You seem to particularly like morning dew wine." Vanessa asked with a smile.
Robbie smiled and said: "It's not because I like it. Morning dew wine is the most popular. It is available in almost all taverns. The brewing methods are similar. I am familiar with the taste of morning dew wine, just like I am familiar with my own hands. If there are ingredients added to it,
You can taste it in one bite.”
"What about you, Commander? Why do you only drink water?" Robbie asked.
"Alcohol will affect the Stalker's shooting speed." Vanessa replied.
The two of them stopped talking and silently observed the adventurers around them.
A lot of information comes from hearing rather than inquiring.
The dwarf boasted that he had found a good piece of ore and sold it to the Scarlet Crusaders.
The dwarf said that the firearms he made were very popular with an officer of the Hand of Tyr.
A tauren and a troll discuss the righteousness of the Argent Dawn.
Some gnolls are providing bones to the Scourge.
…
Through the conversations between the adventurers, Robbie made a rough division of the forces in the Eastern and Western Plaguelands.
The Scourge in Stratholme is the strongest, providing shelter to undead villages and towns such as Andorhal, Darrowshire, and Cowling's Crossing.
The Scholomance Academy controlled by the Cursed Sect is not bad in terms of strength, but it is relatively low-key and focuses on academic research.
The Silver Dawn welcomes adventurers from the Alliance and the Horde, but it is obviously more biased towards the Horde and is not particularly active in conquering the undead natural disaster, but is more enthusiastic about amassing money.
The Hand of Tyr and the Scarlet Crusade of Hearthglen only provide shelter for the Alliance and belong to the Alliance's side to fight against the Horde and the Undead Scourge.
Only in the Scarlet Zone of Stratholme, a group of Scarlet Crusaders led by Dathrohan, fighting against the Alliance, the Horde, and the Undead Scourge, have been fighting against the Stratholme Scourge headed by Baron Rivendell.
This is the right situation.
For example, in the game, the Scarlet Crusade is an enemy of all living and dead people. It is impossible for such an organization to exist. Where do the weapons come from? Where do the logistics come from?
Soon, Robbie heard useful news.
At Maris Farm, a group of alliance and tribe adventurers are killing white maggots, bats, and cursed dogs. I don’t know what they are doing!
Eastern Plaguelands, Maris Farm, Nathanos? The territory of the Blightcaller.
Nathanos Blightcaller was a ruthless man. He was a ranger lord during his lifetime. After his death, he became a hero of the Horde and a warrior of the Dark Queen Sylvanas.
When operating in the territory of the withered, it is more appropriate to be an orc.
Robbie and Vanessa left County Darrow and rushed to Maris Farm.
On the way, Robbie put on the disguise of an orc, while Vanessa did not want to show up and remained invisible.
"Hey, handsome little orc, do you want some milk?"
Near Maris Farm, Robbie saw a plump tauren woman. (To be continued)