Strictly speaking, hatred is very inconsistent with the values ​​​​of the Forsaken. This thing is made up of some corpse fragments. It is completely a black technology product of alchemy and spiritism. There is a ghost of free will.

Usually like a big fool, just stand at the door and say "um" and "ah" and it's over. The Forsaken didn't regard these things as intelligent beings at all.

The Blightcaller sent all the abominations who guarded the gate to meet the enemy, and no one objected.

Hate has never seen such a big elemental creature, nor has the Prince of Wind seen Abomination. In the vision of elemental life, the beauty and ugliness of things are different from what humans see with their eyes, but the Prince of Wind Element was hated for the first time The ugly appearance made me sick.

"Such an ugly thing is not worthy of my prince's blessing!" Originally, he wanted to smash the benefactor who released him into pieces and turn it into a part of himself. This is his so-called blessing. The ugliness of the abomination made him change his mind, and he raised the thirty-meter sword and slashed at it, killing him.

If he turned around and ran away, the Forsaken would not bother chasing him. After all, they also knew that their side was empty and worried about being led out of the lair by the enemy.

But as Prince Feng raised his hand and hacked to death the two abominations, the Forsaken was no longer ready to be kind.

Who is afraid of anyone, you are a bare-handed commander, and there are tens of thousands of us here!

Forsaken soldiers riding huge vampire bats took to the air one after another, and they smashed enchanted arrows and fire oil on the wind elemental prince.

Some Forsaken pushed out the ballista in Lordaeron's treasury, bringing out bundles of steel bolts.

The Royal Apothecary Association, who was staying behind in the Undercity, even took out two catapults in the style of undead natural disasters, and used barrels of undead plague as ammunition, and threw them at the wind elemental prince.

In the end, the Blightcaller urgently armed some civilians and led more than 3,000 Forsaken soldiers out of the Undercity. They wanted to make this enemy regret being born.

Blightcaller took the lead, yelling, "We are the Forsaken, and anyone who stands in our way will die!"

Prince Feng's height of nearly 20 meters is a super target. The Blightcaller drew out an arrow full of death energy, and shot towards a location suspected to be a node of elemental magic power.

The rest of the soldiers also showed their special abilities. The huge wooden barrels filled with poison were loaded with trebuchets, and barrels were thrown on the wind elemental prince.

The undead plague secretly researched by the Forsaken can only be said to be still in its infancy stage, not as powerful as the original time and space Scourge Gate. In addition, the targets of this potion are humans and undead, not elemental creatures. , It just made the wind elemental prince green, and it didn't cause much harm.

"Hey! Look! Let me say that they have no good intentions. This potion is definitely not left over from the undead army. It was developed by them in secret!" Knowing it very well, she quickly clapped Jaina's hand and motioned the mage to look at the plague barrels.

Jaina frowned. Her own level of alchemy is not low. She hasn't studied psychic spells in detail, but one method can do everything, and everything is inseparable. With her archmage level, she can see it with just two glances. Out of a lot of information.

This thing is just a prototype, but something of a conceptual nature can't be hidden from an expert. She can't see the purpose of the Forsaken's research on this potion.

The degree of danger to the Forsaken in my heart has deepened.

"Let's go, prepare for the teleportation array." She didn't want to continue watching here.

Vanessa looked at the artifact long sword in the hands of the Prince of Wind Element, and hoped that it could last a little longer! Otherwise, the sacrifice would be too great.

The two of them left the main gate of the capital, and Jaina began to chant the spell.

She summoned her mage group, and the only few mages under Vanessa, such as the bald arcanist Duane, also came to help, the transmission channel slowly opened, and the steam tanks located in the square of Ironforge one after another The car came to the wilds outside Lordaeron.

Vanessa nodded to the dwarf who came out first, who seemed to be quite old, and saluted: "The master craftsman, Lordaeron and Menethil will not forget the dwarf's assistance, if there is any need for assistance in the future, please feel free to Speak."

She came all the way to support her, and she was very grateful. The radiation in Gnomeregan was too strong, not to mention humans, even the dwarves, who had a traditional friendship with the dwarves for two thousand years, couldn't help it.

Dwarves are known throughout Azeroth for their rough skin and thick flesh, but dwarves can't resist radiation, and Vanessa didn't swell her face to pretend to be a fat person to do this. The radiation problem couldn't be solved in her previous life, and she can only stare blankly now .

The radiation in Gnomeregan, the main city of the gnomes, is almost unsolvable, and if the gnomes ask for anything else, she is willing to help.

"You are too polite, Your Highness, we are also part of the alliance, and this is what we should do."

The dwarf master craftsman who looked like the little old man was very polite. After the scene was finished, he quickly went to check the operation of the steam tank's equipment.

Each tank needs four or five dwarves to operate, and some heavy physical work dwarfs are not competent, so there are basically one or two dwarves in each tank.

The dwarves are very polite~lightnovelpub.net~Vanessa prepared all kinds of exquisite desserts for them, and spirits for the dwarves. The gifts are not expensive, but they are more or less a thought.

Jaina and the mages have a clear division of labor. Some are performing teleportation and some are performing illusion. They want to block the line of sight in this direction and prepare for the surprise attack.

Half an hour later, Old Fording arrived with the army.

Seeing the outline of the capital of Lordaeron from a distance, the morale of the 20,000 soldiers was extremely high, and many paladins were also extremely excited, wishing to kill them immediately.

Old Fording ordered the troops to rest and make final repairs.

They were resting, and the wind elemental prince over there could hardly stand it any longer.

Many undead plagues and necromancers hit this large wind element.

The original sky-blue body was seriously polluted, and it looked like an oversized green ooze monster from a distance.

The whole body is green, and the elemental power in Prince Feng's body is constantly neutralizing these undead plagues, so it doesn't work, right? That's fake, and it's more or less effective. No matter how overbearing the undead plague is, it cannot be separated from the foundation of the four elements of earth, fire, water, and wind. But this thing is very stubborn, and the Forsaken also hate this big guy who came out to make trouble out of nowhere. The plague bucket was thrown at him like money.

Among them are the latest plagues they developed, the plagues left over from Alsace when the city was broken, and the wonderful creations produced by mixing various experimental products and corrupt substances over the years. Throw it over.

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