Chapter 15 Outbreak of War

Ning Chen and Emily sent Pamela back to her aunt's arms. From beginning to end, the lovely little girl did not know that she was dead or that she had become a ghost. When she saw her home in the Fireplace Valley, the joyful appearance made people heartbroken.

"Do you think there is something wrong with Pamela's aunt?" As he left the Fireplace Valley and walked back, Ning Chen carefully recalled the aunt's eyes and asked Emily.

Emily nodded: "Her eyes are strange and always feel something wrong."

"Strange smell, another strange smell." Bonita suddenly looked up at the West and said.

Ning Chen and Emily looked at each other and listened carefully, as if there were rhythmic footsteps and shouts in the distance, but when they listened carefully, it seemed to be the sound of falling leaves blown by the wind.

At the same time, an extremely tragic death-and-death battle was breaking out at the wall of the undead barrier 600 miles away from the fireplace valley - more than 100 undead soldiers fought against tens of thousands of natural disaster minions. The guards watched their partners fall with tears, and what made this group of brave guards unacceptable was that they saw them fall with their own eyes. The compatriots stood up again and continued to fight against themselves in the team of natural disasters.

Msler commanded thousands of troops and horses to attack this small wall of the dead. She felt that she had never been so angry. Even for a moment, she thought that she would simply become an undead, but it was just a flashing idea.

The battle did not last long, because the battle strength of the two sides was so different that 100 soldiers could not stop the invasion of tens of thousands of natural disasters at all. What's more, there was a coveted earth princess behind the natural disaster. The undead barrier was quickly captured, and the battle lasted for only half an hour.

When Missler and her men rushed into the camp, they also killed some stingy businessmen who didn't have time to run away because of sorting out the goods. "It's boring for such a guy to live." She said.

The tent was torn, the bonfire was trampled out, and the fragrant cauldrons were overturned - anyway, the natural disasters did not need to eat these things, and the whole camp was in a mess.

After capturing the wall of the dead, Missler waved his hand and ordered his subordinates: "Go to the blood!"

Of course, the bloody cathedral, which is the territory of the crusaders. In the whole Azeroth, the bloody crusaders hate most is the Scourge Legion. Naturally, the two sides are incompatible with water and fire. If Missler wants to fight, she needs a stronghold. She put her greedy eyes on the historic bloody cathedral.

When Ning Chen and Emily came to the Wall of the Dead, they only saw the wreckage and a messy camp.

"Oh my God! What happened here? Emily, who has always been calm, couldn't help exclaiming.

Ning Chen is very calm. This situation could not be more obvious. Obviously, a battle broke out, and it seemed to be a group fight, which had nothing to do with the Lich King, but he didn't expect that the other side of the group fight was just a large number of natural disaster armies.

"What should we do?" Emily asked, at this moment, Ning Chen had become their backbone.

"Go to Breel and have a look!" Ning Chen thought of Breer's consul now. Although the two are not good friends, they have at least made friends. He still tried his best to recommend him to be a consul.

Briel walked along the road in the northwest of the Wall of the Dead, about 100 miles away. Ning Chen and Emily quickly whipped, but soon met Burrell's consul Gerry on the road. He hurried to the direction of the Wall of the Dead with a group of soldiers.

"Ning Chen?" Gerry saw Ning Chen from afar.

"Gri, long time no see!" Ning Chen disened and greeted him.

"Alas! Long time no see, but I'm on official business now, otherwise I should have invited you to a drink at home. Will you come from the east? Gerry's eyes are a little strange.

Ning Chen nodded and said, "Yes, you just passed the wall of the dead, did you also go there? I don't think it's necessary now."

"What?" Gerry asked urgently, "It has..."

Ning Chen responded in a low voice: "It has been captured, and the whole barrier will not be returned for a lifetime."

Gerry's tears came out of his eyes. This is a very emotional undead. Among the soldiers in the wall of the dead, many of them were his comrades-in-arms.

"Does the Queen know?" Ning Chen asked.

Gri nodded: "Let's go back to Burrell. I think the enemy's next target should be Burrell."

Burrell is still the same, depressed and dead, but compared with the plague land, this place is actually full of vitality, which shows the horror of the natural plague.

Although the civilians and soldiers in the town were hostile to the two night elves around Ning Chen, they still allowed the two girls to enter Burrell under Grier's deterrence. In order to ensure that there would be no riots, Gerrit arranged Ning Chen and his party in Burrell's office.

Once again entering the ruling hall, Ning Chen sighed a lot. Once upon a time, he was a prisoner here and lost his head, but these people around him did not know, and Ning Chen did not intend to let them know.

After arranging his old friends, Gerry hurriedly left the office. He shouldered a heavy responsibility. As the chief executive of one party, it was his mission to protect Burrell's safety and stand up for Sylvanas.

Breel is a decent town. Since Gerry took over as consul, the population here has soared to 1202, the self-defense army has reached 400, and there are more than 100 garrisons sent from the dark city. It is not a problem to resist ordinary small-scale troops on this scale, but according to the front line The soldier of the letter said that there were many enemies, and it seemed that this person was not enough to do anything. He needed to ask the Queen immediately. Gerry was such a calm and flexible general.

Sylvanas naturally received the warning. The intelligent woman immediately thought of the Lich King and his Scourge Legion. The whole dark city and even Tiris Falinton entered a first-class alert state. The Queen gathered all her troops. She was more keen on using awl. The so-called awl refers to the elite master. Power, she is best at defeating the enemy with the elite main force. If the dark city with strong defense is a cone handle, then Burrell, who is at the front, is of course the tip of the cone.

Sylvanas decided to go to Breel in person and also bring his own troops. Breel must not lose.

Before she left the palace, a guard reported that Burrell's consul asked for a meeting. Sylvanas has always been satisfied with the efficiency of Gerry's work. This steady and loyal soldier has been doing a good job since taking over as consul.

"Her Majesty!" Gerry walked in in a hurry. He looked anxious and said without even a complete etiquette. Sylvanas didn't mind this. Now is a very time and there is no time to waste on this secular etiquette.

"How's the battle going?" Before he could speak, the queen asked.

Gri's eyes were moist: "Your Majesty, Gerry is incompetent and has not been able to help. The wall of the dead has been lost, and the defenders have been destroyed." After saying that, he lowered his head deeply.