The sun has always been very poisonous in the western wilderness. It is morning. Although it is not the strongest time at noon, the long-term journey in the sun still exhausts the members of the horse team. They still have a long way to go. Fortunately, these areas are not dangerous. In addition to dealing with some other neutral creatures, the Western People's Army, the mortal enemy of the Brotherhood, did not extend its tentacles here.

The elite captain led by the horse team is a member of the original stoneworking fraternity and an old brother brought by Van Cliff from Stormwind City. He is not a native westerner, so he cannot adapt to the stuffy weather here. Fortunately, the boss is still good to his subordinates and has good treatment in all aspects. He is a very charming leader. Although he has many complaints about the environment, the team leader is still willing to fight for such a boss to die.

A slightly larger slope appeared in front of the horse team. When they came, they walked over, which was very labor-saving and enjoyable. But now it is a big deal to climb the hill when the carriage is full. Even though the slope is not large, it is relatively long, which makes people unknowingly use up most of their efforts.

Horses are precious laborers, and the brothers don’t have many. Although these are bad horses and cannot be used for fighting, pulling trucks can save a lot of trouble. The hillside is very long, and the team leader greets other subordinates, and all pushes them behind the carriage, so that the livestock can save some effort and everyone can reach the death mine as soon as possible.

That's right! Their destination is the Death Mine. Although that mine also produces a large amount of ore, it is always just a mine. The "big thing" that the Brotherhood wants to do this time must also meet the trading requirements of the South China Sea Pirates. Therefore, they often send horse teams to transport ore from the other two rich mine caves. These Diafi thieves can be regarded as Van Cliff's direct descendants, so they can undertake the escort tasks of the Brotherhood's important transportation lines these days.

The two elite captains, 22 ordinary Diafi thieves, and 6 Western coachmen who helped the evil in the six carriages, finally appeared in the vision of Aiger who had been waiting for a long time...

The 6 carriages were followed by 3 or 5 people, helping to push the carriage uphill slowly. The coachman raised his whip and made a loud whip sound. The horses urged to cheer on. The team moved forward in an orderly manner. Everyone was scattering the sweat of youth and watering the desolate land... Maybe if other things, such as blood, would it be much better?

When the horse team was moving nearly 2/3 of the hillside, a coachman who was leading the carriage was sitting at a relatively high place on the carriage, pointed the horse whip in front of him in horror. Because he was too nervous, he didn't even say a complete sentence, but the guy's nervous and fearful expression still attracted the attention of the captain. He pointed along the horse whip and looked up...

"Ambued? It's over!"

This was his first thought! Three huge ice hockeys appeared at the top of the uphill that was supposed to be empty. Amid the screams of fear, they began to accelerate and roll down, and they were about to hit the first carriage.

There is no way. Such a large-sized ice hockey must be amazing in quality. Now that they have strong down-rolling energy, they have no one to be there. Fortunately, with the cover of the carriage, at least the brothers should be fine. Thinking of this, he shouted an order to ask all the brothers to give up the carriage and concentrate around him to prepare for the enemy's subsequent sneak attack...

"boom!"

With the acceleration of the rolling, the first big ice hockey hit hard on the carriage that had accepted his fate and used an emergency horizontal defense! But the expected heavy blow failed. With the collision and explosion of broken ice chips and mud, all nearby areas were covered, making everyone covered in dust. Moreover, these broken ice chips made people feel painful, and they could only block the vital points as soon as possible...

The second and third ones are the same, making this place look like a sandstorm just now, and there is almost no way to see the situation ahead!

"Why?"

Everyone was surprised at the start of the sneak attack. If it were replaced with a dense boulder, wouldn’t the effect be better? Then the brothers’ damage will definitely be very serious. But what is the mud ball that is strong outside and dry at the middle? The captain spitted a mouthful of mud and ice slag, shouting to keep everyone calm and try to maintain formation. This must be the prelude to the enemy’s large-scale ambush. We must withstand the enemy’s next cluster impact...

Without warning, the captain's feeling about the outside world has improved a lot in this environment where he cannot see. Although he is a melee pro and has different knowledge of magic, there are still a few mages among his teammates. Something seems to be fermenting around here, a bit like a harbinger of magic. What's going on with the temperature that begins to rise sharply around him?

"Master! There is a mage! Everyone..."

He suddenly reacted and began to howl wildly, but he made everyone careful not to finish speaking...

"Fire Storm!" Egg stood on the top of the slope, calmly and coldly spitting out these four words.

"Boom!" As if the prophecy had come true, the first wave of flames quickly wrapped the most densely populated area over there. The explosive flames spit out the flames, sweeping over anyone it could affect. Then, a large number of crying and calling for their parents sounded from this "sandstorm"...

In the second wave, the third wave of flame impact continued to work, like a big wave washing sand, crazily depriving these people of their vitality. The civilian coachman died on the spot, not the remaining three lives, but they were lucky enough not to be trapped in by this powerful group attack magic. Most of the Diafi thieves were severely damaged, and only the last part of the people survived...

The exploding soil and broken ice finally subsided. These thieves who escaped the disaster finally saw who was attacking them?

There were four figures standing on the top of the mountain. Of course, the most conspicuous one was the mage who had been using fireball techniques to harvest brothers' lives. Two elves were guarding each other (humans and elves are allies, so many people knew about elves and strange creatures like elves). These were still moving, and there was a huge crocodile. You could tell at a glance that it was not easy to mess with. They were rushing towards them fiercely...

This is a powerful mage, plus a combination of some strange creatures. You must rush up to kill this mage. This is the team leader's judgment. He pointed his sword and directed the remaining people to prepare for the attack...

It has to be said that the law of vitality on the Azeroth continent is very magical. If it were an ordinary person, under such a fierce flame storm, he might die without even leaving a scum.

In fact, the unlucky coachman and civilians were already burned into several corpses. But these thieves were all warriors. Under the protection of the law of vitality, although they were still burned miserably, no one was really seriously burned to move... unless their vitality was reduced to zero.

Because, under the command of the leader, everyone understands that if they do not kill this condescending mage who has been using fireball to harvest brothers' lives, they will lose their lives. On the mainland, it is almost a recognized universal truth to preserve the magic system in their team and give priority to the hostile magic system. When the warriors just received introductory training, they already understood this truth.

Now, this mage has seriously injured almost 80% of the thieves in a short period of time, and has killed at least 6 of them, without any signs of exhaustion of mana. In order to protect themselves, they must rush!

The two elite team leaders had relatively strong vitality and were relatively less injured. They looked at each other, and shouted and took the lead in facing the huge Tamsui crocodile and rushed up! They did not intend to fight with this powerful monster that seemed difficult to mess with, and wanted to go around and kill the mage first.

They did do this. The Tamsui Crocodile did not mock him, and could only block one of them. It chose to bite the deputy captain, and the captain quickly rushed to Eiger. In his eyes, the two elves were considered hairy? The elves' allies knew that the power of this energy creature was limited, and it mainly relied on the mana storm caused by self-destruction, which ignited the mana value of the magic system to cause damage. He was a warrior, and had hairy mana, how could he be afraid?

So this guy decided to ignore the two elves at all, and the sword headed straight to Eiger's heart... Can he succeed?

Of course not! This is the script that Eiger had prepared long ago. How could the protagonist be penetrated on the spot? He made an action of taking something out of his arms, and then the captain saw that he seemed to be holding a playing card in his hand. Then Eiger tore the border of the card sealed with the "Acid Swamp Soft Monster" was smashed, and a soft mud monster was summoned and a battle cry was launched instantly!

As the acid swamp soft mud monster launched a battle cry, a thick green mucus sprayed directly on the captain's high-quality sword at an unavoidable speed. It slashed and blue smoke rose everywhere. Soon, the high-end iron parts were sharp and were gone. In the boss's distressed eyes, it turned into a broken waste sword. Fortunately, it should be barely used. The captain who didn't care about it was already in a difficult position to ride a tiger by this time, and he had to rush!

Egg ignored him and directed the slut monsters and the elves to wrap around it. There was a 3-2 and 2 1-1 minions greeting him. The opponent was just an elite holding a disabled weapon. This was an asymmetrical battle and there would be no problem. He still had a card to use, and continued to pull out something similar to the poker card at his own expense, and then summoned another acid swamp soft mud monster.
Chapter completed!