Chapter 101:
The mysterious ghost knight attacks the burning camp in thick fog and harvests lives wantonly.
When the superstitious orc infantry faced this scene, their fighting will soon collapsed.
Seeing the orc infantry abandoning their armor and running away, Herad was speechless towards this barbaric race.
The orcs in the game are all very brave and reckless warriors.
They shouted: "For the tribe!"
and then chose to die generously.
The orcs in reality are a group of thugs who commit murder and arson.
Yesterday, while flying over Elwynn Forest several times, Herard also saw orcs enslaving many human women.
Obviously these savage and evil orcs will do even more vicious things.
For example, create a half-man, half-animal orc.
Therefore, the idea of exterminating the orcs is not that Herad ignores life.
This is the price that sinners must pay!
The small arcane golem destroyed the camp and chased the orc deserters all the way to the Sunshine Forest.
Seeing the direction in which the orc deserters were escaping, Herad shook his head helplessly.
They should run towards the black swamp.
This way you can use the mud there to get rid of the enemy.
The small arcane puppet weighs just over two tons and cannot move there at all!
But these orc deserters have too many concerns, fearing that their enemies will discover their ultimate secret.
This resulted in them being chased and hacked to death by small arcane puppets one after another.
However, the small arcane puppet was not too eager to pursue.
In the end, a few orc deserters managed to escape.
After going through untold hardships, several orc deserters finally escaped from the nightmare-like headwind path and arrived at the base camp at the foot of the mountain.
They collapsed on the ground in fear and told their compatriots at the base camp what had happened.
The orcs' base camp in the Sunshine Forest was built on a large scale.
Almost the size of a small city.
This is an important material transfer station, with tens of thousands of troops stationed here.
In addition to the regular orc infantry, there are also many powerful ogres.
Therefore, the defenders at the base camp were not too worried after learning that the Deadwind Trail had been destroyed by the Ghost Knight.
Just a ghost knight, how could he destroy this place?
Those deserters who ran back from the windward path were ordered by the governor to hang them up and give them a hundred lashes to deter potential thoughts of escaping.
In fact, if it weren't for the shortage of troops on the front line, it would be normal to execute these deserters!
The way the orcs deliver messages is backwards.
They don't even have carrier pigeons and can only rely on manpower to deliver letters.
Therefore, the south did not know the news of the annihilation of the army.
While the base camp was busy punishing deserters, a small arcane puppet was standing on the hillside, monitoring the strength of the camp.
Although it was only more than two hundred meters away from the base camp, the orc sentries with good eyesight on the wall were completely unaware of it.
In this dim environment, who can see an enemy standing two hundred meters away?
The purple-black mist covering the body of the small arcane puppet can absorb a certain amount of light.
Even if you stand twenty meters in front of the sentry, they may think it is a shadow.
The small arcane puppet monitoring the situation quickly found a hidden route to the wall.
It used the shadow of the big tree and the cover of the grass to successfully reach the bottom of the village wall.
Once here, it no longer needs to be secretive.
And Herad on the hillside provided it with some help.
Thick mist pours down from the hillside and rushes towards the orcs' base camp.
Seeing the sudden appearance of strange fog, the sentry on the wall quickly blew the horn.
The orc infantry who heard the horn sound looked in the direction where the horn sound came from.
They found that the thick fog had enveloped the village wall and was rushing toward them.
"Enemy attack! Pick up your weapons!"
"There is something wrong with the fog, it must be the ghost fog!" "Ancestor, come and save me!"
"Ahhh! I can't see anything!"
The orc infantry in the base camp were in chaos. When they were in a ball, the small arcane puppet used a sickle to split the wall of the village and rushed in.
It has no eyes, but uses magical imaging to observe surrounding things.
So the fog has no effect on it.
And this place is full of enemies, just cut them all the way through.
When encountering an enemy along the way, it would directly strike them with a scythe, and then continue moving forward.
Due to the soul-capturing properties of Ursalus, neither the orcs nor the more powerful ogres can scream when they are struck by the scythe.
Because the moment he was attacked, his soul had already been taken away.
Hearing the sound of corpses falling in the mist, the defenders' hearts collapsed.
Those ogres who didn't believe the ghost's story rushed towards the place where the sound of falling came from with their big sticks.
Everything along the way was knocked away or knocked down by them.
Soon there were heavier falling sounds.
And still no other sounds were made.
When the orc infantry carefully went over to check, they found that the ogre's stomach had been slashed with a scythe, and its intestines and internal organs were scattered on the floor.
According to common sense, the life of an ogre is very hard and will not die in a short time.
However, for Urthalus, as long as the enemy is hit hard by the scythe, their soul can be drained away.
Seeing such an evil scene, the orc infantry were immediately frightened.
Even ogres can be killed silently, this one is definitely a ghost seeking life!
Thinking of the murders they committed, they felt like there were countless innocent souls rushing toward them in the mist.
But the mist is just mist, it doesn't kill them.
Only when small arcane puppets pass by will their souls be harvested.
This is definitely a terrible torture for them!
Listening to the sound of corpses falling from the mist, it felt like the God of Death was urging him to die.
When fear reaches critical mass, the demonic blood within the orc infantry begins to take effect.
Their eyes begin to glow red, looking like little red light bulbs that light up.
The orc infantry in this state are very violent, and their rationality has been reduced to the level of beasts.
The violent orc infantry began to destroy camp facilities and even attack their own people.
Often just because of one more glance, the two sides would start fighting fiercely.
Even though the fog gradually began to dissipate and the surrounding situation could be seen clearly, their melee did not stop.
At this time, the small arcane puppet had broken into the orc warlord's room and split it in half with a swipe of the scythe.
Seeing that the blue-green sword used by the orc warlord to parry was broken into two pieces, Herad and the Windrunner sisters all took a breath.
"Just cut off the Thorium sword like that?"
"That's too exaggerated! Can an artifact be so sharp?"
The Windrunner sisters couldn't believe that rare metals could be so fragile!
At least it took two cuts before it was cut off, so that it looked more realistic.
Herad tried to calm down, and then pretended not to care and said: "You saw it. I just said it was very sharp!"
Sylvanas was very poor at talking and directly exposed his pretentious behavior.
"Stop pretending, you were breathing loudly just now!"
"What are you talking about? I'm cooperating with you so that I don't look different."
He looked at the tough-mouthed Herard, and the unyielding Sylvanas, Alleria shook her head speechlessly.
She had no interest in getting involved in their bickering.
If you have that spare time, you might as well watch the battle scenes of small arcane puppets.
Although they all kill instantly with just one swing of the sickle, the visual experience is still very good!
Of course, this would be even cooler if you fight with a bow and arrow!
Killing people with arrows is the most pleasant feeling!
(End of chapter)