Chapter 249 The Wither and the Banshee King

In the Eastern Plaguelands, the Scourge of the Undead has the greatest influence, but for some reason they have been holding back. The only ones that can affect the situation in the Eastern Plaguelands are the Scarlet Crusade and the Silver Dawn.

The Withered One has been staring at the Scarlet Crusaders recently. To him, it doesn't matter what humans, Forsaken, or tribes are. He only has that figure in his heart. He can be a good person, and it doesn't matter if he is a bad person.

He would do anything for the Banshee Queen.

"Closer, get closer..." He has been tracking a human team from Tyr's Hand for two days. This is a messenger. Tyr's Hand often sends messengers to the northernmost part of the Eastern Plaguelands. Contacted by Stratholme, he knew the movement trajectory of this group of people very well.

The messenger in red robes sat on horseback, surrounded by eight powerful Crusaders. They followed the path to Stratholme in the north.

According to the Wither's experience, the more guards there are, the more important the information is. In the past six months, he has successfully intercepted the red messenger three times. The information obtained each time will give the Forgotten an advantage. He believes this time will be no exception.

Hiding in the dark, the arrow was aimed at the red messenger.

"Hit!" He released the bowstring. At the critical moment, the messenger in red was talking to the guards around him. He turned sideways, and the arrow avoided the heart and hit the shoulder. The messenger immediately rolled off the horse.

"Damn it!" The Witherer was very angry. His body was too damaged and his strength was insufficient. This arrow did not perform to his own level at all. If he were in perfect condition, this kind of woman would be shot to death with one arrow.

He no longer hesitated, bent his bow and drew an arrow, and when the Scarlet Crusaders guards were looking around, he fired two more arrows.

One of the two guards was dead and the other was injured. The Scarlet Crusade warriors finally saw the attacker clearly. They drew their swords and shouted towards the Wither One.

"Horse! Chase the horse!" The messenger in red shouted as he rolled to the ground.

horse? The Wither One was also stunned, and then realized that the horse seemed to be frightened and rushed towards the ruined town in the north.

What kind of bad horse is this! The Wither One is also a veteran, and he can tell at a glance that this is not a war horse, but a rogue horse at best.

His eyes were extremely sharp and he found several cloth bags hanging on the saddle, which seemed to contain something.

The letter is on the horse? He was also an extremely decisive person. He immediately abandoned the group of Scarlet Crusaders and took a detour to chase the horse.

The rangers are all experts in jungle combat. After being carefully taught by Sylvanas during their lifetime, the wither's archery and tracking skills are completely the best among humans. Even if his strength is greatly reduced now, he is still far better than a group of ordinary soldiers. While the human soldiers were still searching foolishly, he shot the horses to death and took away the letters.

When he returned to his residence, he didn't care about the blood stains on the letters, so he took them out one by one and read them.

The first few letters were all daily matters, but when he saw the last letter, he was stunned.

The letter is very long, and it probably means that the Scarlet Crusade secretly captured a priest named Inigo Montor. This guy is apparently the bishop of the Silver Dawn, but is actually a spy for the Undead Scourge. He has always been thirsty for witches. The demon king granted him eternal life.

The Scarlet Crusaders used countless tortures and magic to finally pry open this guy's mouth. He admitted that the great lich Kel'Thuzad was about to lead his huge floating fortress Naxxramas back to the Eastern Continent. The even more shocking news was that the witch The Demon King will also return later.

The Scarlet Crusaders found out from this spy priest that the first landing point after the floating fortress Naxxramas landed was Stratholme. They hoped that Dathrohan could lead all the Crusaders to ambush the undead and kill them. Kel'Thuzad, kill the Lich King.

After reading the letter three times, the Witherer already believed 70% to 80% of it. He knew very well the faces of the scum among humans. It was nothing new to collude with the Lich King for eternal life. Pastor Montor was not the first to do this. , nor will it be the last.

He was thinking about the follow-up response to this matter. As a warrior of the Banshee King, he knew the Banshee King's goal, which was to kill the Lich King. Until this goal was completed, nothing else mattered.

The Withered One sighed. His own fighting ability was insufficient, otherwise he would have attacked the Frozen Throne single-handedly. He dreamed of avenging the queen, and this hatred was far greater than his own hatred of the undead.

However, it was useless for him to grit his teeth on his own. He couldn't defeat the Lich King, and even a sneak attack was useless. Now seemed like a good opportunity?

He hurriedly contacted Sylvanas and explained the entire process from an objective perspective.

Sylvanas had just arrived in Orgrimmar two days ago, and now she was talking to Thrall about the freedom and glory of the tribe.

After receiving the communication from the Wither One, she was stunned for a moment, and then overwhelming hatred surged in her heart. She only had one thought in her mind: to capture the Lich King, and then torture him severely, tearing off his skin piece by piece. !

For Sylvanas, UU Reading www.uukanｓhu.net this matter is far bigger than forming an alliance with the orcs.

After patiently chatting with Thrall for a long time, she immediately said goodbye to Thrall on the grounds that there was an emergency in the Undercity. Two thousand Forsaken elites and warships were temporarily left in Orgrimmar. She asked the mages of the Undercity to Open the portal and teleport her back to the Eastern Continent alone.

Striding into his palace, the Withered One, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately greeted him.

His broken body left him unable to see the beauty in his heart, but now that the information was urgent, he couldn't care less.

Sylvanas read the letter back and forth twice and was 50% convinced, but she still wanted to confirm it herself.

It would be best if the Scarlet Crusaders could send this priest Montor to their hands and interrogate him personally, but the Scarlet Crusaders would not obey their orders. What should they do to get the other party to send him out?

She thought to herself and soon came up with an idea.

"Go, call that guy over." She said to her guards.

Not long after, Varimathras, the fear lord wearing black and purple armor with wings on his back, walked in.

When Sylvanas raided the Undercity, she captured this cunning Dreadlord, who was loyal to her, but in fact neither party believed the other.

It's just that Sylvanas is not the Lich King. It is difficult to control the minds of all the Forsaken with slogans such as revenge and ideals. At this time, she needs the help of the Dread Lord, and the Dread Lord also needs the soldiers of the Banshee King. To achieve their own goals, both parties are nominally superiors and subordinates, but in reality the relationship is more like partners.

"Her Majesty the Queen..." The three-meter-tall Dread Lord bowed exaggeratedly. Sylvanas didn't care about his attitude and handed the letter over.