My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Lubos, the silver-white wolf king, trot happily beside Malone. He had just "executed" a giant wolf who was trying to split the wolf pack while he was not in last night, and he was in a good mood.

"Sir Lothar, look there!"

A Xiquan garrison said loudly to Ma Long.

Following the direction of the subordinate's fingers, Ma Long was pleasantly surprised to see that among the dense forest gaps in the distance, a bit of blue was clearly revealed.

It didn't take much thought, and Malone instinctively judged that it was the blue paint painted on the top floor of the buildings in Stormwind.

There are many blue-topped buildings in Stormwind, and it is no exception in the town of Night.

"Here we are!"

Malone said excitedly.

"I'm going to inform Papa Elro!"

A soldier of the Xiquan Garrison said excitedly, and then ran to the middle of the refugee team.

"Are we there yet?"

Altea walked to Malone's side and asked happily-time is the best healing potion, and the girl has forgotten the embarrassment of the previous few days.

"Well, next, Altea, you can definitely sleep well..."

Malone said to Altea with a smile as he walked forward; however, he stopped halfway through his words, because Rubes looked something wrong.

The silver-white giant wolf twitched its nose quickly, and then slightly arched its body; its hairy tail hung down to the ground in an attacking posture.

"Rubbers, what's the matter?"

Malone asked subconsciously, and then realized that Rubes was just a wolf, and there was no way to answer himself.(To be continued.)

35

"Yeah!"

But there is no need for Lubos to speak either-with Altea's scream, Malone also noticed the anomaly ahead.

Just on the side of the forest path, in the knee-high bushes, Ma Long saw a corpse.

A man lies on his back on the path, his upper body is covered in the grass, his legs are slightly spread out, and there is no shoe on one foot. Under the body, red-brown dried blood is on the gravel of the forest path. It looks particularly dazzling.

It's no wonder that Rubes becomes abnormal, it turns out that he smells blood.

"Altea, you stay here."

Ma Long told the girl who was hiding behind him, and then ran to the side of the corpse.

After getting closer, Malone found more details. A worn leather hat rolled on one side of the grass, and the yellow-brown leather on it was also stained with dark reddish brown blood.

The man's face was smeared with blood, and the fatal wound was on the chest-although not a coroner, Malone could clearly tell.

The skin/flesh of the corpse has long been decayed, and the most severely decayed place is near the chest, where there is a huge wound.

Linen woven clothes cannot stop sharp weapons. This huge, jagged laceration scar looks like it was caused by some kind of brutal beast.

But Malone knew it wasn't-it wasn't the wound caused by the claw attack of the bear or the wolf, but the battle axe, the orc's battle axe.

Long before he came to Yese Town, Ma Long felt that the residents of Yese Town were ill-advised; now it seems this is indeed the case.

This man is undoubtedly a resident of Yese Town. Ma Long didn't know how he ran out of the town and escaped here, but unfortunately, he still failed to escape the hunt of the orcs.

An orc battle axe hacked into his chest from the front, and instantly took his life; torn pieces of meat were scattered on his chest messily, and a few flies were flying around the wound, making a slight buzzing sound.

On the nearby tree canopy, a few crows made a "quack" sound at the right time; there was no need to look up and Ma Long knew that it was all because he interrupted the group's meal.

Ma Long didn't know when the orcs destroyed the night town, but it didn't seem to be too long, because the corpse had not been eaten by the nearby falcons and crows.

This is more or less because this is the territory of brown bears, and these lonely predators will not eat the carrion of the carcass if they are not hungry to the extreme.

"Sir Lothar, this..."

Elro Eberlock and Richard the Beard rushed to Malone's side. They were originally called to share the joy of Tide Night, but they did not expect to encounter such a bloody scene.

"The residents of Yese Town escaped, but they were overtaken by the orcs..."

Ma Long squeezed a few words from his teeth to explain the current situation.

There is no doubt that the young Sir Lothar loves his country and the people living on this land; the strong emotions he left behind make Malone almost out of control.

Elro Eberlock squatted down next to the corpse and used his right hand to draw a mark of the holy light on his chest; facing this compatriot who died, he could do nothing but pray that the holy light could accept this poor soul.

"In the night town..."

After only half a sentence, Richard the Beard fell silent; however, whether it was Malone or Elro Eberlock, they understood what he meant.

This corpse is just a miniature of the tragedy that happened in Yese Town; those residents of Yese Town who did not escape, their fate...

"Take him and move on."

Elro Eberlock stood up, and ordered several young people who came with him and were at a loss facing the bodies of their compatriots.

Death is frightening, but sometimes it can also give rise to a stronger will.

Alro Eberlock was indeed sad for the misfortune of this compatriot, but it was this sadness that strengthened his determination.

——To live is not just yourself, but also to live well with the entire refugee team; you must not let your daughters and these refugees suffer the same fate!

Several young people hurriedly folded a few branches from the surrounding trees. The two young people took off their coats and made a simple stretcher.

When the nearly half decomposed corpse was moved, a group of flies flew up from the corpse in black, and under the corpse, there were also a few huge mice fleeing frantically.

No one paid any attention to these scavengers, and no one spoke; the refugees took a heavy step and embarked on the journey again towards the destination that was already within easy reach.

It's still very early-whether it is the twilight that symbolizes the end of today or the end of this war, it is still very early.

...

Although they were already mentally prepared, the refugees held their breath when they arrived in the town of Nightshade; even a child like Maria and even a giant wolf like Lubos felt it. The atmosphere was solemn, and there was no sound at all in silence.

Most of the houses in Yese Town are still in good condition, except that the door panels of some houses are broken into pieces and scattered on the street.

However, this is not the reason why the refugees are silent. What really keeps them silent is the corpses everywhere.

Men, women; children, old people...Hundreds of corpses are distributed in this small town, making the otherwise spacious streets crowded.

Just at the feet of Ma Long, not far from the entrance of Yese Town, several men in chain mail fell to the ground.