Necromancer in another world

Chapter 507 Bad News

Ironforge has a second batch of reinforcements?

Why didn't Magni split the army into one place and teleport with the dwarves?
Everyone was puzzled, no one knew what Magni Bronzebeard was going to do, and a dwarf warrior with two cast iron sledgehammers took the initiative to solve their doubts, only to hear him tell Leo Shouted: "How can we deal with the Scourge without our Wildhammer warriors? You are not enough friends, Brother Leo."

After the dwarf said it, other people realized that this dwarf army was not from Ironforge but from the Wildhammer dwarves from Eagle's Nest Mountain.

No one would have thought that the Hand of Tyr could get the help of the Wildhammer tribe. They who stayed in the Eagle's Nest in the Hinterlands could hardly deal with external wars. No wonder everyone misunderstood.

"It's you shorty, Branigan."

Before Leo could reply, Fralin stood up with a surprised face. He and Blarney Gambling had an old relationship. At this time, the ancients thought of it and didn't care about other people's opinions.

The face of Branigan, who was called the stinky dwarf, immediately pulled down, and the words "I'm very upset" had already climbed onto his face. The Wildhammer dwarf waved his warhammer and shouted at Fralin: "You fake bitch! Want to fight?"

Transsexuals?

The dwarf's words almost made Leo laugh out loud. Branigan's counterattack was really powerful enough. Frelin, a violent elf warrior, was actually called a fake mother by him. I didn't expect the word fake mother to appear in other worlds.

"Why, you still don't admit it?" Branigan teased Fralin, and he continued calmly under the latter's murderous eyes, "Look at you, you don't even have a beard, and you don't even have a beard. How dare you say you’re not a bitch? Only women don’t grow beards, what else can you beardless man be a fake bitch?”

Pulling out the epee on his back, Fralin looked at Branigan maliciously, and said, "Beard? It will soon become a good memory for you."

The iron-cast warhammer in his hand resisted a few times, Branigan raised his head at Frelin amidst the clanging sound of gold and iron, with an expression of provocation, full of provocation.It is the east wind blowing the drums of war, who is afraid of whom in this world.

Leo rubbed the center of his brows rather depressingly. It was really frustrating for him to have all these troublesome comrades in arms. He had just solved a troublesome new problem, which was really annoying.

"It's a great honor to fight side by side with the warriors of the Wildhammer tribe. Thank you very much for stepping forward at this time, allowing us to have another comrade in arms on the road to fighting against evil, Branigan." Leo naturally couldn't let The Wildhammer dwarves and Frelin really fought, even if the two of them had a friendship sparring, because it was not clear if it was a friendship sparring with distant fighters, he changed the subject, "If you really want to compete I have an idea. Wildhammer warriors and blood elf warriors will be divided into one place. When the Scourge arrives, they will fight together to see who can deal a greater blow to the Scourge. What do you think of this method of competition? "

What Leo meant is obvious, you guys would rather vent your energy in the battle against the Scourge of the Undead than fighting with each other. What's the use of just being in the nest, you don't know if it's a mule or a horse going out for a walk Yet?If you want to prove that you are stronger than others, then use the enemy's bones to prove it on the battlefield.

"That's a good idea."

Branigan and Fralin agree with Leo's method of contempt. In fact, it's not just the two of them. Who among the warriors in the episodes doesn't want to prove their bravery?As the saying goes, everyone has the heart of comparison.

Leo stopped the fight between Fralin and Branigan, and Scarlett immediately welcomed the arrival of the Wildhammer dwarves as the lord of the Silver Crusade, and took this opportunity to send Sargas, who was watching the show, He was dragged out so that the dwarves of Ironforge and the dwarves of the Eagle's Nest met, thereby diverting the attention of Branigan, who was still flirting with Fraling, who was playing a game of staring.

This trick of assistant transfer is very effective. Sargas is a descendant of Anvimar, the king of the mountain, and has a high status among the dwarves. Branigan immediately abandoned Frelin and turned to Saargas after knowing his identity. Ergas spoke.

Solve another problem.

Leo breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and Liadlin leaned into his ear and asked in a slightly narrow tone, "Do you feel a headache?"

Gazing at the Blood Elf Countess, Leo curled his lips with a depressed face. He is not only suffering from a simple headache, but also suffering. The Hand of Tyr is just a small-scale gathering of various factions, which is already so troublesome. If we open the Dark Portal and go on an expedition to Draenor's Outland in the future, and set foot on Northrend to fight against Northrend, the scope and number of people involved will be tens or hundreds of times that of the present, and all kinds of grievances and disputes will be more serious. It's terrible, I don't know how many brain cells will be exhausted if I get involved in it.

It is impossible for ordinary people to play around in such a situation.

But then again, why should I be so distressed? This kind of work of coordinating various matters should be troubled by the person in charge, as long as Stromgarde does not become the leader?
Thinking of this, Leo felt a lot more relaxed. It’s just that things in the world are often unsatisfactory. It’s so easy for him to let Stromgarde play a role with little effort and gain benefits in big events. The development of the world may not be possible. As he wishes.

Several black shadows were galloping in the sky. They were the scouts of the Blood Elf's War Eagle Knights. Their return made the entire Hand of Tyr clamor, because these War Eagle Knights were sent by Liadrin to scout the march of the Scourge. , They are now returning with injuries. Does this mean anything?
The War Eagle Knights dispatched 24 knights to serve as scouts, but only six returned to Tyre's hand, which means that [-] War Eagle Knights died, and all six returned were seriously injured.

The five hundred Warhawk Knights lost one-twentieth of their endurance just for scouting. It can be imagined that there must be very few Warhawk Knights newly formed in Silvermoon City after the First World War at Tyre's Hand.

Liadrin's face turned ugly.

"I got more than 8000 war eagle eggs from Zul'Aman, how about giving you some of them after this battle?"

Leo's words made Liadlin's face look better. The blood elf countess is used to life and death, and she can bear the death of dozens or hundreds of clansmen. The ugly face before was because she was worried about the Eagle Knight of Silvermoon City. Regarding the development of the regiment, without these five hundred warhawks, the development of the entire Warhawk Knights will be greatly hindered, which is very detrimental to the development of the blood elves.It would be a different matter if enough war eagle eggs could be obtained from Leo to breed war eagles.

"If you can give me a thousand war eagle eggs, the war eagle knights will fight to the death."

Liadlin said her condition, it's not that the countess of the blood elves thinks that the lives of her people are cheap, a war eagle knight is only worth the value of an egg, in terms of overall strength development, if you can really get a thousand war eagles On the contrary, the egg blood elves made a lot of money.

To develop the Eagle Knights in Silvermoon City, at the very beginning, owning [-] Eagles and having [-] Eagles were completely different concepts. The difference in the base numbers in the early stages of development had far-reaching effects.

"One thousand war eagle eggs, the conditions are not harsh, deal."

Leo rubbed his chin and quickly agreed. His behavior would make other people feel miserable. The conditions he offered were too low, otherwise Leo wouldn't agree so happily, but Liadrin wouldn't, because she knew One thousand war eagles were already close to Leo's bottom line, even if he asked for more, he would not give it.

While the two were talking, a Warhawk knight with the least injuries was brought over. The knight who needed help even walking was still the least injured. It is conceivable that the conditions of the other Warhawk knights were so bad and their injuries were serious.Seeing this, Liadlin quickly cast spells to heal him, and the golden holy light sprinkled down on the Warhawk Knight's injuries gradually improved.

Seeing that he was already able to walk on his own, Liadlin stopped, and she asked the Warhawk Knight who came forward: "What happened, why did you lose so many people?"

"The speed of Naxxramas is faster than expected. The Scourge will arrive at the hands of Tyr after nightfall. The undead Scourge is tireless and not afraid of night battles. It is very likely that they will launch an attack in the dark of night. Your lord, please prepare early At this point, the War Eagle Knight gasped for a while before he had the strength to continue, "The brothers suffered heavy losses because they were attacked by the Frost Dragon. Although the War Eagle was fast, they couldn't get rid of them. If it weren't for the captain and others Human sacrifices won’t even bring us back.”

To deal with dozens of scouts and actually use the Frost Dragon, should I say that Kel'Thuzad is making a fuss or bullying others?
Leo rolled his eyes, and Liadrin gritted her teeth in hatred.

"Have you ever found out how many troops the Scourge has?"

There was a look of palpitation on the face of the War Eagle Knight who was asked this question, and he only heard him answer: "Full of vision, boundless, uncountable."

The faces of Varian and the others on the side sank when they heard this. The scouts of the War Eagle Knights must have been flying at an altitude of 2000 meters or higher when they were scouting. To describe the Scourge army, how many undead scourges did Kel'Thuzad bring?

Leo frowned. The situation facing the Hand of Tyr was very serious. Everyone knew that the Scourge would use the undead sea tactics, but what Leo didn't expect was that Kel'Thuzad's handwriting was so big. Based on the scenario described by the scout of the knight order, it can be deduced that the number of the Scourge army attacking Tyre's Hand this time is no longer a battle of hundreds of thousands, but a large-scale battle with units of millions.

Kel'Thuzad is worthy of being the Grand Lich who commands the entire Plaguelands, and his boldness of attack is far beyond the comparison of ordinary natural disaster powerhouses.

(End of this chapter)