Game Across the World

The vrykul were crossing the river, and although they didn't panic for a while, they didn't know what to do.

They are never afraid of battles, but while supporting the main battlefield, they turn around to meet these over-the-top enemies.

For ordinary races and warriors, it is natural to concentrate the main force in one direction according to the command, or to kill the harassing forces behind them first, or because of the needs of the main battlefield, regardless of the enemy, they may cross the river with all their strength.

For the vrykul, it is natural to have a battle to fight first, and directly turn around and confront the elite royal warriors of the Forsaken. There is not much difference in individual strength between the two sides, but the number of these vrykul is still slightly dominant.

As soon as the two sides were entangled, the news of the defeat of the main battlefield soon came. Although only Caresus knew about it, he also knew that he must not stay any longer.

After all, the main army of the alliance was several times stronger than his own. There was only one reason for them not arriving immediately. It took time to clear the battlefield.

"Withdraw!" Kerethas hesitated, "No way!"

He didn't dare to leave this power and run away alone. The task given to him by the Lich King was to win over and control the vrykul.

It is easy to withdraw. As a former high elf mage, there is no alliance mage group to block the space in this area. As long as a teleportation spell, he can return to the natural disaster camp in the Daxalon fortress.

Just like that, how can the vrykul trust the Lich King? As long as any soldier in this army escapes, his natural disaster, the vrykul liaison ambassador, may force the vrykul to the other side!

"So I need this force to be complete... No, since we lost in the frontal battle, it means that this is a trap. The purpose of the alliance cannot be just to defeat us in the frontal battle!"

"Vodron!" Kerethas looked at the Vrykul chief Wardron, Torvald Erickson, who was following him.

He even wanted to escape directly, because if his conjectures were true, then the vrykul power around him would have long been targeted by the Alliance!

But a powerful magic was unleashed from his soul, the exact same punishment the Lich King inflicted upon his minions through the Helm of Dominance when he was angry.

"We must retreat immediately!" No way, Kelesas could only tell Torvald the current situation one by one, and demanded: "Waldron can't hold it anymore, if we want to survive, we Need to retreat all the way to Yalebron!"

Torvald also realized that the situation was bad. The vrykul just liked battle and honor, not stupid; since the Scourge failed in the main battlefield of Grizzly Hills, this area will be owned by the Alliance.

"Gather the troops and retreat immediately!" Torvald ordered.

Seeing the chief speak, the vrykul still obeyed, but not only the forgotten troops, but the players, especially the new group of players who arrived from the Eastern Kingdoms and Kalimdor, arrived at the battlefield from Rogue Harbor.

They have been unable to win the main battlefield, but in the secondary battlefield, they will not miss the good thing of chasing the vrykul people, just to avenge the first battle of Vengeance Harbor!

The two sides were entangled, and Torvald tried to save the remaining strength of Wardron, but the follow-up support force of the alliance had already launched an attack. In the fire, he did not dare to join the battlefield, because once he was entangled and retained , you can't get out of it!

The vrykul's leg strength is comparable, and they have not been stuck by the chasing troops for a long time, but they don't know that all this is in Shen Chen's plan.

......

Yalebron, King Yin Miron's recovery ceremony has come to the last step.

Some players have already infiltrated here. After all, the tentacles of the vrykul people in the wild have been withdrawn, and the curious and adventurous players have followed without hesitation.

In the shadows, several thieves players are talking, "Hey, this is the vrykul king that the legion commander said?"

"Damn, what my grandma wants is the legendary pinnacle, I must do this vote!"

"Yeah, there are several weak legends, even if they drop 2 pieces of equipment each, they can fill up the equipment slot in one wave!"

They rustled and marched along the edge of the sleeping tomb, trying their best not to disturb the ceremony in front of them, because Shen Chen said: "If Yin Milong wants to recover, let him go, I am worried about the number of enemy leaders I face. Not enough, not enough equipment for everyone to share!"

"Unfortunately, when Yin Milong is resurrected, the first kill will definitely not be our share, or the strength is not enough~~"

Suddenly, from the intelligent assistant, a dialogue from the legion commander popped up.

"Shh, tomorrow's conversation option!" The leader of the thieves showed a hint of joy. The rewards for this wave of reconnaissance missions are not low. Better, naturally no one will miss it.

Xiaosheng went to open the communication of the army commander without hesitation, waiting for the call from Shen Chen.

With the help of the intelligent assistant, Shen Chen also saw the progress of several players, and he did not expect that this group of thieves could sneak into such a deep position.

This is all thanks to the great Druyin, the legendary prop from nature, the concealment of nature's blessing, a leaf from under the sleeping tree of Cenarius, which can obscure the perception of the highest legend.

Coupled with the main power of the vrykul, the perception ability is insufficient, and it was successfully touched under the nose.

"You have done a good job. When this battle is over, I will report your achievements to the top of the alliance. Now, the actions of the vrykul are all under our noses!" Shen Chen first praised, but also made a faint promise reward.

"This is what we should do, Legion Commander! If you have any task, you can directly assign it. Even if we fight with these vrykul people, we will definitely not be cowardly!" Xiaosheng Go also patted his chest and assured.

Shen Chen said there was no need, and affirmed the determination of several people, and then ordered: "Now the resurrection ceremony of the vrykul people, you start the recording program, when the ceremony is over, you quickly withdraw from the tomb and go to the snow mountain northwest of Yalebolong, Waiting there for my next order."

"Yes, Legion Commander!" Having received Shen Chen's direct instructions, since they were even more excited, they could not wait for the ceremony in front of them to end immediately, since they would not get anything anyway.

Turning his attention to the ceremony, Queen Angboda who performed the ceremony turned her head, "Waldron has been breached by the Alliance, our force is being tailstruck by the Alliance, Ingvar, wait for the king to wake up. , you immediately bring someone to support."

She even warned in a low voice: "This is a calamity you caused, then you need to solve it perfectly, otherwise..." Angboda looked at King Yin Miron, and Ingvar also understood.

At this time, several shipboards in the hall that were locked by iron chains on the top of the hall moved, and the iron chains made a crisp sound, and the air was disturbed by magic power, forming a flow like water waves.

Then, the corpses of dozens of vrykul people around them suddenly dried up, and their red blood flowed down the grooves on the cylinder surface layer by layer, straight to the rune grooves on the floor of the hall.

As the blood was filled, the rune slot lit up with blood-red light, and then the powerful life essence energy began to be injected into the iron coffin in the center of the hall.

"It's started, it's started!"

"Be quiet~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If you are discovered, what will you do next! Take a good look, maybe you can find something!"

Suddenly, another scene appeared in the recording software of the smart assistant.

On the top of King Yin Milong's head, as the blood condensed and gradually became solid, an evil force began to roar filial piety, and could vaguely hear: "Inner disintegration, maternal disorder, flesh and blood curse!"

However, the sound was gradually suppressed by the magic in the ceremony, the blood transpired into red powder, and with a sigh-like whisper, the lid of the iron coffin made a crisp sound!

"Bang!" Tie Gai flew out dozens of meters away, and a tall and mighty body gradually appeared in front of everyone. He had brutality and firmness in his eyes, and just woke up, "The curse of flesh and blood, have you found a solution?"

"No, my king!" Dare to be indignant, the vrykul knelt down to show their loyalty, "Some powerful enemies have invaded our territory, and the warriors are forced to be awakened, but without your guidance and leadership, we are not those The enemy's opponent!"

Looking at Ingvar, Yin Milong snorted coldly, moved his stiff body slightly, and said dissatisfiedly: "Strong enemy? You have disappointed me too much. As the strongest fighters, we have never lost!"