The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

While riding and blade, Arthas was confused about the Drust undead forces in his world... and the number of people they had who could fight.

According to the Drust tactics he had fought against in another world, there should be a convenient communication device between these ghosts... a large-scale formation.

From his perspective based on the current situation, the distribution of the Drust undead souls seemed too dispersed. Could it be that the Death Gate, a key point that affects Thros, is just a deserted border area?

He had passed through four camps, changed many lucky guides, walked about 20 kilometers, and together with Jaina, he killed a legendary fighter who thought highly of himself.

Wouldn't my blatant behavior arouse the resentment of the Drust ghosts? Arthas thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't find a more reasonable reason.

On the other side, seeing Arthas with a puzzled look on his face on the golden screen, Jaina glanced at her private channel with Arthas.

There were countless... The prince emoticon sent by Arthas pushed out the key message she sent. Please forgive me for taking a sip of cool black tea helplessly.

Seeing the new words, Jaina put down the wide-mouthed square glass in her right hand and said to herself, "Why are you asking me this question? Didn't I already type it?"

"Throw a long-range fireball for support, and come back to rest soon."

"I just want your praise. Do you have to send so many emojis?"

Rubbing her messy hair, Jaina said softly: "Arthas, you are not careful, blame me!"

"Don't worry, I'll fix the little problem here and send it to you again."

In the makeshift Proudmoore Command Support and Leisure Center that she had built, Jaina sent a princess expression that she didn't understand, then lay down with her head in her hands.

She suddenly reached out and put on a pair of black sunglasses, stretched out her left hand to pick up the cup, waved her right hand, and changed the screen.

She sipped her tea, staring at the first map of Thros, which was getting bigger and bigger, and the marked light spots were getting smaller and smaller.

This was her first time making a map of this kind, and she could use the help of two coolies and three...four trapping teams to create a more comprehensive map.

When the female mage entered the research state, her sister was lying on the top of the mountain, surrounded by large stone shelters that were designed and moved by humans.

She said to the ancestor beside her: "Master Ancestor, is there any problem with your plan?"

"There are only eleven of us standing guard here. Aren't we afraid that Drust will discover our sneak attack and surround us?"

"The most special thing is that many of us don't have your superb archery skills, so we can't help them much."

Meredith nodded silently as she heard her daughter frankly point out the mistakes of Sebastrude's ancestors.

There are eight other people like her, all of whom are Thorntalkers who followed Sebastian to change their mission targets and came here to support Arthur's team.

They thought that everyone came here to find a suitable place to assist or join Arthur's team directly to fight against the Drust souls pouring in from below.

Unexpectedly, Sebastian chose to assist and took them to the top of the mountain.

After finishing this task, he gave each team member a "booklet" and immediately led everyone to set up a small camp.

Aiming his bow at a Drust ghost, Sebastrude said, "My apprentice, Lucia Waycrest."

After shooting a silent arrow of fire and watching the dead soul disappear, Sebastiro put away his bow and turned to look at his new apprentice.

As a mentor, he felt helpless about this apprentice, who might be the first and last in his life.

Raising his hand and touching Lucia's head, Sebastiro said, "You have so many questions, but I have already explained them."

"This is exactly the path the enemy must take. It is also the best position to support our team at any time."

"Arthur and his men have at least five lines of defense left in this area, and they are only defending the first line of defense here."

With a long sigh, Sebastiro took a step forward and, using the terrain, scanned the increasing number of Drust souls below.

Seeing the souls of the Drusts gradually gathering from all directions, Sebastrude said, "My archery is not difficult. Can't you learn even the basics?"

After hearing the captain's words, the entire team, like Lucia, silently shook their heads at their captain.

If it weren't for the familiar war bear that came out of nowhere and sprayed water cannons and water arrows from its mouth, attracting many souls who discovered the arrows, they would have moved their position and joined the team below.

This experience of being almost discovered by the enemy proved that they had not even mastered the basics, and none of them could shoot the most basic and simplest silent arrow.

They had disappointed Captain Sebastiro, but they had not given up and were still watching the captain's heroic performance and trying to master this ancient archery technique.

Because according to Sebastian de Lu, if you can't understand it, then you just need to watch his archery operations more often and you will understand it. It's very simple.

Something happened again that disappointed the captain. All of them felt that Sebastiandre's bow and arrow shooting was extremely fast, but they could not understand or see the details clearly.

Even for the few arrows that were just shot, Sebastiro slowed down and taught them personally step by step... They finally understood a little, just a little.

When Sebastian noticed a gleam of light in his teammates' eyes, he felt a little relieved that the most difficult step had finally been taken.

Although this most difficult step was the easiest one in Sebastiandrew's eyes, he, who had never taught an apprentice, thought this situation was understandable.

With a short sigh, Sebastiro said, "Looking at the look in your eyes now, you at least understand a little bit, so shoot an arrow at the enemy."

Facing the captain's cold and expressionless face that would put pressure on him at the slightest disagreement, Lucia took a deep breath, walked to his side, and picked up a dead wood longbow.

"Well, my apprentice, you are very brave compared to them."

"Taking you as my apprentice must be the best decision I, Sebastrude Waycrest, have ever made in my life."

Sebastrude, not stinging in praising his apprentice in order to encourage the older "kids", picked up a branch.

He pointed at the new standard position he required in the air, combined with his previous teaching experience, and began to re-teach Lucia the bow drawing posture that was suitable for her.

"Yes, they are worlds apart from you."

When the others heard what the captain said and saw the new posture, they objected in their hearts.

If everyone of them has this suitable posture, we are probably not any worse... Yes, we are a step behind Lucia (my daughter)...

"Lucia, calm down and use the power you are most familiar with in your body to attach it to the arrow in your hand."

"Direct your rage, connect the nodes of the arrows, and construct simple runes."

After Sebastiro's instructions, a red five-pointed star rune appeared in the center of the dead wood arrow in Lucia's hand.

Seeing that the rune was engraved successfully, Lucia suppressed her excitement and aimed at a Drust ghost who was rushing towards Arthur with a club.

At the same time, while Lucia was aiming, Sebastiro slowly drew up the bow and grasped the flaming arrow again.

In less than a moment, two silent arrows were shot out at the same time. With the addition of special power and the shielding of the five-pointed star rune, the two arrows instantly crossed a distance of nearly three thousand meters and pierced through the two souls.

Raising his hand and sending out a gust of breeze, Sebastiro gently sent Lucia to another location to practice, while Lucia quietly dropped a piece of ice with some words on it.

As expected of his beloved disciple, he mastered the construction of simple runes very easily. Compared with others, his talent is so unique.

With a slightly excited mood and a cold face, Sebastiro turned to look at the remaining nine "apprentices" who were no longer young.

Putting away the rice bow and putting his hands behind his back, Sebastiro said, "I believe everyone has seen it. This is a very simple technique."

"This set of archery can be used regardless of the strength you use. It only requires a little bit of arm strength."

"But, after I tested your arm strength, I'm not worried at all."

Even though a thousand years have passed, Sebastrude has not been disappointed by the strength of his descendants. They should have eliminated all the man-eating trolls.

Finding that the nine team members did not respond to his words, Sebastrude raised his hand and took a closer look with great hope for future generations.

He saw something that disappointed him, something that made him despair of his own ability to teach, something that struck him, straight to the heart.

Picking up a small snow-white ice book in one hand, Meredith gestured with the deadwood arrow in her hand, looking at the customized picture book and injecting her strength into the arrow.

In less than three breaths, she simply drew a small pale red star.

She tapped the center, turning the red star into a square red block, and then extended a few lines to form a torch.

After doing all this, Meredith walked a few steps to Lucia's side and shot silent arrows with her daughter.

She was relatively slow because the four Thorntalkers were able to shoot arrows faster, relieving the pressure on the position below.

Our ancestors’ archery skills are very useful, even if their aim isn’t very accurate… Not many people would notice the silent arrows that blend in with the environment.

Shooting arrows here and there, they gradually became the subordinates that Sebastiro expected, and the speed of drawing runes became faster and faster.

Seeing the ice booklet left by the team members gradually melt, Sebastiro finally found a block of ice with words hardened in front of him.

He shook his head to say goodbye to Lucia's expectations, bent down, reached out to pick up the ice, shaved off the part for Lucia, and looked at it carefully.

He read it word by word silently in his mind, understanding the special assistance provided by the support team.

〖After reporting to the Ice Crystal War Bear, I saw the selfless dedication of the ancestor Sebastrude and followed the ancestor's personal demonstration and guidance one by one.

I, Jaina Proudmoore, have expanded upon the simple archery tips painstakingly compiled by my ancestors in order to resolve the difficulties you are currently facing.

Under the remote guidance of Sebastrude Waycrest, draw new simple silent runes suitable for everyone.

After accepting this special short-distance teleportation ice block and reading the new customized method, Sebastian took a deep breath, but not much sound came out.

Looking at the targets moving freely below, Sebastrude said, "Souls of Drust, I hope more of you will come."

"There are only some miscellaneous soldiers coming... But I will wait for you here... I haven't had enough fun yet..."

Reaching out and taking the bow from his back, Sebastien shot one flaming arrow after another at a frequency far faster than that of an ordinary person, in response to Jaina's remake of the team's personalized introductory method that he had tried every means to create.

Feeling the surprise that Jaina brought him, Sebastrude accepted the customized methods of his ancestors adapted by the outstanding descendants of later generations.

Times always change silently, and the former Lord Waycrest quickly mastered the new five-star runes customized for him by Jaina.

Looking at the various runes on the arrows, and following the runes of his own will, the archer Sebastrude's skills have been further improved.

If shooting too many arrows at once would not lead to the discovery of the small camp above his head, he really wanted to widen the outlet and replace the accurate single shot with a rain of arrows.

At this time, Jaina, who was lying on the recliner, had a group of... an elemental suicide squad behind her.

She raised her hand and drank the mana recovery potion she had just made, then stood up and waved her hand, opening a portal behind her.

Looking at Arthur's team preparing to retreat, Jaina said: "My elemental warriors, go and destroy those dead souls."

After receiving the commander's instructions, the Glacier Frenzy, which had just been teleported, saluted the commander's lonely back.

Glacier Frenzy had just been crushed into a small size not long ago. Now it has returned to its original size and was very excited. Its owner took it away from the sea of ​​suffering.

Therefore, the Glacial Frenzy said: "Gurgling! (Brothers and sisters, the time has come for us to make achievements again)"

With his arms outstretched and his round head roaring, General Glacial Tide of the Elemental Suicide Squad turned and passed through the portal, leading the way to the battlefield.

As soon as the general stepped out of the door, two water cannon shells were fired and ice bullets were fired simultaneously.

Following the general's example, the soldiers of the four elements of water, earth, fire and wind rushed through the portal with the fury of the elements until the portal closed.

Seeing the 101 elemental soldiers coming to support them, they fearlessly pursued Drust, who had less than a thousand souls around him.

The earth elemental slaps down a Drust soul with one palm, punches it after another, or controls the earth to restrain the soul.

Behind the earth elemental, a brave team of elemental mages combined various elemental spells to shoot at the Drust souls.

The crystal blue swirling ice wind, the raging wind of flames, the water balls of lightning crackling...

Arthur, who was hiding behind a big tree, shouted, "Our reinforcements are here. Let's kill those Drust ghosts together!"

As Captain Arthur spoke, a silver-armored warrior jumped out of the narrow line, wielding a long sword that shone with white light, and with a whirlwind slash, he easily cleared the Drust souls in front of the line.

Alexander had had enough of playing defense and waiting for the enemy to surround him.

Since the old Drust generals did not come, Alexander had to practice with these Drust ghosts who were extremely fragile under his sword.

At this moment, black roots suddenly grew out from the ground and entangled some of the Drust souls who were trying to launch a sneak attack.

Immediately afterwards, several dazzling golden rays of sunlight descended from the sky, bombarding and entangling the target. It was the Sun Flame Technique.

They picked up leaks accurately, specifically targeting Alexander and attacking those outside the range of their swords, harvesting the Drust souls outside the narrow intersections with the greatest efficiency.

After receiving the mission, the Drust souls who came here to explore and assemble were gradually devoured, and the first line of defense here was temporarily held.

Looking at the smooth and beautiful silver-white screen, Jaina pushed it open with one hand and shifted the golden screen into her field of vision.

She turned to look at the knight who was still riding and slashing and said, "Don't worry, Arthas!"

"Don't rush me, I'll send it now!"

"By the way, you hit it too deep, and there was no obstacle all the way."

After completing the small task of delivering the goods and solving the little trouble she had encountered, Jaina began to copy and paste messages to the inattentive paladin.

Suddenly glancing at the green screen, Jaina said, "Uh, is it still possible?"