"Put a headlight in front of the car. The visibility on Twilight Forest is too low. We have to think about the problem from the perspective of ordinary people."

"The bigger the car is, maybe they want to run for transportation? It's easier to load the goods if they have a bigger car."

"Ah! Run!"

Just as Vanessa and the Brotherhood craftsmen were studying the goblin tricycle, a scream from a distance made her turn and look over.

Listen with your ears, and the sound of bowstrings kept ringing, accompanied by human screams. The undead will not scream, but only humans can cry.

"You guys keep modifying, I'll go and take a look."

She did not neglect, and immediately turned over and rushed to support her. The distance was not too far. She quickly found more than a dozen night watchmen and super monsters who were chasing them.

Ha! The imaginary picture is different from actual expectations, which will create a certain degree of confidence.

The militia were still shaken and didn't know that she was quite surprised when she saw this monster for the first time.

In front of me was a monster more than three meters tall. This guy was stinking all over his body. The miserable white rotten meat and centipede-like sutures merged together, which looked extremely terrifying. Every time the monster walked, several pieces of rotten meat fell from his body, which were full of maggots. Vanessa felt cold when she saw it. This thing was too disgusting and weird!

Hatred is a heavy army that the undead clan takes charge. Once this thing has a certain amount of kinetic energy, even orcs and human knights with strong physiques cannot compete head-on because it is a source of pollution that can move.

The abhorrence that Vanessa saw was not the masterpiece of the psychics of the Undead Legion. If the abhorrence in the North was an assembly line product, then the one in front of him was hand-made. It is hard to say which one is stronger, but for the group of militias in front of him, this behemoth did cause great trouble to everyone.

Hatred has three arms, a small head, and a full of anger in his eyes. This monster holds a chain and a machete in his hand. Its consciousness is very confused and he only knows to chop with his fierce instinct.

The Night Watch troops kept using bows and arrows to restrain them, but the sharp arrows could not harm the thick fat layer of Abominable. Several arrows with flames only burned a big hole in the Abominable's body, and then exhausted their energy.

"Turn to the north, don't run back! Go to the north! Use the terrain to trap it!" The Night Watch Commander Miss Flying and Shield in one hand, she turned around and moved, constantly resisting and blocking, and wanted to pull the hatred away from the crowd.

Unfortunately, things went against her wishes, and her efforts did not work very well. The psychics of the Northern Undead Legion had magic, and they could gather the residual consciousness in the corpse and give birth to a new consciousness to control the new body. This handmade guy is different. It is an alchemy creation. It has not been treated by the psychic, nor has it a new consciousness. The residual consciousness in the corpse is restrained and has a confused mind. Now it is not as good as a beast.

"Don't come over, let everyone retreat!" Miss Night Watch Commander was very righteous. Seeing that Vanessa was not thinking about asking her to pull the troops to fight hard, but wanted to remove the large troops.

Vanessa immediately tied the war horse. She looked at Hatred for a moment and was sure to be able to beat Hatred. More than 300 people could not beat Hatred? Hatred if Hatred was so fierce, the undead would have been unified.

It’s inevitable that there will be some casualties. This is not a game. There is no hatred at all. The death of a few militiamen just arrived in the Twilight Forest has affected her reputation too much.

Vanessa shouted to the Night Watch Commander Miss, "Persevere, I'll be back soon!"

She quickly returned to the camp, but not long after, she rode a horse and dragged a cannon over.

Why fight against this thing? We have a cannon!

Azeroth has characters who are not afraid of artillery, and there are many, but the guy like a meat mountain in front of him is obviously not within this range.

"Altaiya, go away!" She set up the cannon and shouted before igniting the lead.

The Night Watch Commander Miss is also the daughter of a duke. Even if the duke is not good enough, he is considered a ruling class and has basic knowledge. She has seen artillery.

She stabbed her sword into the cheek of hatred, and the blade penetrated more than half of it. Normal people had already died. The abomination was like nothing happened, and she was still roaring and waving the iron chain.

The commander's left foot stepped on his hated shoulder, let go of the hilt of the sword, and jumped back with the force.

Three seconds later, with a loud "boom", an iron ball-like shell hit the hated chest directly.

Then there was a huge explosion, and the layers of carrion had a strong defense against puncture and slashing, but it seemed very fragile in front of gunpowder.

The facts proved that flesh and blood could not resist gunpowder, and no matter how much it was, it was useless. The hatred was torn to pieces by the violent explosion on the spot. The flesh and blood that emitted the rotten smell sprinkled in all directions like rain. Vanessa hid far away, and she had nothing to do. More than a dozen night watchmen were poured on their heads and looked extremely embarrassed.

They don’t have time to dislike each other, they all look like they have survived the disaster.

"You actually have artillery?" The night watchman commander blocked his face with a shield, and was not baptized by rotten flesh. Except for the blood on his body, it was normal in other places. She was very curious at this time. They were all militia organizations, why are you so outstanding and even artillery?

Azeroth is very chaotic, and there is no regulation that crossbows cannot be sold, but artillery does not seem to be a traded item, right? Where did you get it? Can you make one for us?

I'll make two for you!

Vanessa pushed six and two five, and she would not say that this was specially cast by Da Van to bomb Stormwind City, and pushed everything to Jaina. Anyway, she would buy more cannons from Theramore in a few days. Now it's time-difference, and there is no problem.

"How could someone who is a little bit connected with Theramore encounter this kind of monster?" She couldn't say it too carefully, but we had a little friendship. I'll tell you a little insider, but don't ask more questions and then forcefully change the topic.

The Night Watch Commander sighed, and her men quickly brought something strange.

What is this? Vanessa looked around and couldn't see what was in front of her.

It seemed to be a human figure, with a texture a bit like wood, and a shattered appearance, but she was sure that it was not burned, and she didn't feel any trace of the flame.

This can't be a tree man, right? Is there something like this in the Twilight Forest?
Chapter completed!