"According to the report, those Cult of the Damned Cultists should be in this area." Vereesa pointed at the forest on the roadside and said to the people behind him.
At this time, in addition to the Legion soldiers who came from Quel'Danas with Vereesa, there are also a group of rangers and Paladin, Needless to say, the commander of the rangers is Lor'themar, and the person responsible for commanding these Paladin is actually an acquaintance of Aaron - Paladin Gathios.
as Black Temple One of the four members of Illidari Council, Aaron saw Warglaives of Azzinoth, who was known as the egg knife before traveling through time. He was able to follow Kael'thas on the expedition. The person Outland shows that he is loyal enough to the Sunstrider royal family, and that is why he can be responsible for commanding the Blood Knights troops when Liadrin is away.
"Where did you get the news? I haven't heard anything here." Lor'themar frowned and said to Vereesa, although since Amani Trolls was wiped out, the ranger troops in The troops deployed in the south of Eversong Woods were greatly reduced, but it was not as likely that the news was reported to Silvermoon City but no trace was found here. Although Lor'themar brought people over, he still had doubts about the news.
Vereesa pointed to the southwest. "It's the news coming from our house, the news is transmitted directly through the Mage Tower."
The location she was pointing to was where Windrunner Village was. There was a mage tower there that usually served as a lighthouse. If the message was sent through that mage tower, it would be normal for the ranger to not get the news.
"It's like this. It seems that the situation over there is not good..." Lor'themar nodded to express his understanding. When he thought about it, the situation must have been urgent and there was no time to ask for help from Farstriders' Camp, so Windrunner Village would ask Silvermoon City for help directly, right?
However, Vereesa's expression was a little embarrassed. She knew very well that the relationship between Windrunner Village's distant relatives and their sisters had become somewhat bad in recent years. The main reason was that those people were always obsessed with the position of the Ranger General. Given the choice, those guys with the same surname of Windrunner were unwilling to deal with Sylvanas.
"Everyone, please be careful and don't spread out too much among the teams," Vereesa waved his hand, indicating that everyone should enter the forest according to the previous arrangement. Each team is led by a ranger who is responsible for leading the way and conducting investigations. Paladin, Warrior and the mage are in order to prepare for the enemy's counterattack.
There is a reason for making this arrangement. Due to the limitation of magic transmission, although the speed is extremely fast, the message from Windrunner Village is too brief. We only know that Cult of the Damned Cultists is present in this forest, but we do not know the specific number. In order to avoid accidents, we must make the most prudent choice.
"Then let's go in too." Aaron leaned on the tree and watched groups of High Elf entering Eversong Woods and spreading out in different directions, and said to Vereesa.
Vereesa nodded. She was able to command these people partly because of the temporary authorization of Sylvanas, and partly because of her last name Windrunner. However, she was not the official commander of these people. She also had to do what others had to do.
"Let's go," Vereesa took off his longbow, walked into the forest, and walked towards the forest according to the previously planned route. Along the way, the final destination was Windrunner Village, and the forward routes of many teams formed a large network covering this forest. As long as those Cult of the Damned Cultists are still here, they will never be able to escape.
As Aaron and Vereesa saw other High Elf from time to time, the big net used to catch people was gradually tightening. The probability of Cult of the Damned Cultists being discovered greatly increased, and eventually one of the threads that made up the big net was touched.
"Quick, let's go there too." Vereesa pointed to the signal blooming in the air in the distance, dragged Aaron and ran in that direction. Along the way, he met many people who were also rushing in that direction, completely wrapping the prey in the net.
By the time everyone arrived at the place where the signal was sent, the discovered enemy had no way to escape. A dozen Cult of the Damned Cultists in robes commanded a large number of skeletons to resist High Elf's attack.
However, in front of hundreds of High Elf who had gathered, the resistance of these Cult of the Damned Cultists was destined to be in vain. After the skeletons that looked like they had been buried underground for a long time were dealt with, Cult of the Damned Cultists had no other choice but to surrender.
Treating these Cult of the Damned Cultistss, many High Elfs feel like they have raised their fists and smashed them on cotton. There are only a dozen Cult of the Damned Cultistss. Even if you add those skeletons, they are not difficult enemies to deal with. Windrunner Villages can handle them by themselves, right? These guys actually asked Silvermoon Citys directly for help.
"These skeletons..." Vereesa suddenly squatted down and looked at the skeletons scattered on the ground. His slender eyebrows wrinkled and he looked at them carefully for a long time.
"Is there anything wrong with these bones?" Aaron noticed Vereesa's abnormal movements and squatted down. Looking at these bones, Aaron also noticed something unusual, "It doesn't seem to be human?"
"Yes, it belongs to the elves and Troll." Before Vereesa could speak, Lor'themar said from the side, "These Undead mages have actually set their sights on the dead who have been buried for who knows how long."
"It seems that their troops are not enough." Aaron nodded and asked, "Where should we go next? Go back or go to Windrunner Village?"
Lor'themar looked at Vereesa: "Don't ask me, Vereesa, what do you think?"
"Go to Windrunner Village, at least tell them that we solved these Cult of the Damned Cultists things." Vereesa stood up and said, "By the way, I also want to see how these guys want to explain the matter of directly asking for help from Silvermoon City."
Although she has a bad relationship with those distant relatives, Vereesa and they are from the same family after all. Whatever mistakes these people make will affect the reputation of the entire Windrunner family. Vereesa must figure out what these people are thinking. As far as she knows, although these people are greedy, they are not cowards after all, and Cult of the Damned Cultists should not be scared by this.
Soon everyone arrived outside Windrunner Village. As a territory belonging to Windrunner family, this village was quite large. However, at this moment, the village was in chaos.
The streets in the village were full of rubbish thrown everywhere, and High Elf were coming and going in a panic. Even the arrival of these soldiers did not attract the attention of these guys, which was confusing.
Vereesa looked at it, grabbed a familiar High Elf, and asked, "Cendalín, what's wrong with you?"
"Vereesa?" High Elf named Cendalín had just been dragged away, with an expression on his face that was a little dissatisfied. He found out that it was Vereesa who saw many soldiers around him again, and then he showed a relieved expression. "You are finally here, hurry up and get rid of those Undead. If not, we will all move away."