Diego hid atop a half-collapsed watchtower and looked north.
The view here is not very open, but from here to the town hall, most of the houses have been destroyed, and if they haven't, most of them are only half-cut down.
He could clearly see the town hall and the square in front of it.
Regardless of the plane, the quality of government buildings has always been far superior to that of the houses - this town hall was built with a lot of granite, which made it sturdy and sturdy, which allowed it to survive many wars.
It is for this reason that it was chosen by the Lich Araki as his lair.
Diego set his death gaze on the crumbling rubble, sticking out between the two stone slabs, aiming for the fountain in the middle of the plaza in front of the hall.
This is a three-layer marble carved fountain, each layer of stone carving looks like a lotus leaf with a raised edge, the three-layer lotus leaf is reduced from the bottom to the top, layer by layer, and the stone pillar in the middle is connected together up and down, which looks beautiful and generous, lifelike.
Although the fountain had long since dried up due to the war, and was covered with leaves and dust, Araki the Lich still found time to linger here every morning and watch it for a while.
Seeing this scene, anyone should think that although they have lost their living bodies, the lich's longing for beauty during his lifetime is still retained.
But that's not the case, the summoner Araki just patrols his own lifebox every day.
Araki was originally the leader of the Psychic Academy, but later obeyed the orders of the Great Lich Kel'thugad and led the Scourge to capture Andorjar, and used Andorhar as a stronghold to continue to spread the plague around, and was eventually promoted to the leader of the Scourge Legion in the entire Western Plague Lands.
However, when Araki left the Psychic Academy, he did not give the node key to control the Academy's defense circle to his successor, the Dark Dean Gardin.
Because when setting up the array, in order to ensure that the enemy would not steal the key to the circle node, Araki deliberately anchored the circle node to his own life box!
For the immortal and immortal lich of the life box, this is a bit of a meaning of co-living and dying with the magic circle, and it is simply giving everything for the Scourge Legion!
In this case, even the dark dean Garding can't force his ex to hand over his life to himself.
So after the capture of Andorhar, Araki quietly buried this life box called the scarab badge under the fountain in the square, and had to patrol it every day to feel at ease.
It can be said that he did all this without realizing it, and almost no one could notice it, but for Diego who crossed over, it was no secret at all - Diego was waiting for the moment when he came out to patrol!
But Diego waited much longer than he thought, he had expected Araki to make today's tour soon, but by noon, he hadn't seen the lich yet.
This made him wonder if Araki had hidden his life box somewhere else.
Although the north side of the town was already boiling, there was still no movement in the south, except for the occasional group of undead soldiers who had received orders to come out of the ruins and drive to the front line to support the battle.
South of Town Hall was as silent as a giant graveyard.
Although it was almost noon, the undead creatures did not seem to have any plans to eat, and there were no logisticians to deliver supplies to the front line.
In fact, the Scourge rely very little on logistics, and while the undead must devour flesh to maintain their mobility or some other ability, for the Scourge cannon fodder soldiers, their ability to starve is among the highest in all of Azeroth - they can even hold out for three to six months after a full meal before they are completely incapacitated.
It is worth noting that they did not die just now, but entered a state of near-dormancy, where a drop of blood or a piece of flesh was needed to wake them up again.
But humans can't last that long, and from the time they set out in the morning until now, Diego and his party haven't eaten a grain of rice, and almost everyone is hungry.
"Huffman, arrange a few people to be on guard, let the others eat something first!"
Diego poked his head out and whispered to the lieutenant sitting at the bottom of the stairs.
As they were expected to take the move short, they set out with only one day's worth of dry food.
Hard jerky, large pieces of hard bread, wild boar ham, and a few salty and dried spiny lounders were a meal, and they did not even dare to make fire in order not to be discovered by the enemy.
A bunch of people gathered together to eat these cold, hard things, and swallowed them with difficulty by stretching their necks.
Although his throat hurts, everyone is chewing hard, and he doesn't know when he will have to do it, and only when he is full will he have the strength to fight the undead natural disaster.
Diego was also given a piece of stinky dried fish, and he tore a piece of meat from the dried fish with his crooked neck, and then slowly flicked his teeth, but his right hand never left the trigger guard, and his eyes did not leave the scope.
Just as his cheeks were aching, he suddenly saw a heavily armed Scourge soldier walk out of the town hall.
This scourge soldier was not as shriveled and withered as those cannon fodder, his rotten bones were exposed, he looked muscular, strong and powerful, and if it weren't for his bruised skin and scarlet eyes, you wouldn't have seen him as a living dead.
His equipment was also different from that of ordinary soldiers, with a glittering suit of fine armor and a chain mail helmet with ear guards.
In his left hand he held an elaborate heraldic shield depicting the insignia of the Scourge with swords, hammers, and skeletons, and in his right hand he held a long knife with an extremely wide blade, which looked almost armed to the teeth.
Diego spit aside the rest of the dried fish in his mouth and looked closer to the scope.
That's right, that's Araki's personal guard!
The guards were always inseparable from him, and they followed him almost everywhere he went.
"Hey guys, get up and get to work!"
He gently patted the floor slab below him and whispered.
Almost instantly, the sound of silkworms gnawing on mulberry leaves downstairs suddenly stopped, and Huffman was the first to jump up from downstairs, carefully poking out half of his head to look around.
"Where?
Where is it?
” Diego was taken aback and quickly slammed his head down.
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"Don't look at it, tell the brothers, get ready for battle!"
The lieutenant tiptoed back downstairs, and with a whisper, everyone began to prepare.
It is said that it is preparation, but in fact, there is not much to prepare, the knife has been out of the box, the sword has been unsheathed, and all they have to do is just wait.
At the top of the tower, Diego stared through his scope at the exit of the town's halls.
The elite guard spun around, didn't see anything out of the ordinary, then turned around and beckoned to the door.
A dozen or so elite guards, dressed like him, stepped out from inside and scattered around the doorway.
Behind them, a figure shrouded in cold mist slowly floated out of the door.