Chapter 81

Yinsong forest and tirisfa area in the game have been added the magic effect of "dark sky curtain". Like the land of ghosts, even a ray of sunlight can't shine into this land. Although he didn't know who wrote it, Dick could almost be sure that no one would do such a thing except Kel'Thuzad and the scourge of the dead.

The dark sky is cut off from the sun, and the fighting power of the dead will not be damaged, and it will become more and more powerful, which is one of the reasons why the Ranger troops of Quel'Thalas will be almost annihilated in the ghost land. In other people's home court, facing the strengthened enemy, the number of our own side is not dominant, in addition to defeat, is there any other way to go?

However, the dark sky is only a large part of tirisfa. Before the forest of Yinsong is completely occupied, even kelsugarde can not arrange a complete dark sky curtain. Therefore, although the Fourth Army is struggling to resist, the Fourth Army still bite their teeth and support them for the next day after Darran's war mages join the war sequence.

In the sunshine, the roar of soldiers and the cry of the unfortunate filled this uninhabited place. The alternation of life and death happened every moment. Those voices, whether positive or negative, mixed together, rendering the place more like hell.

With a heavy decapitation axe in his hand, garteris stands in front of the soldiers' array, wielding his axe to kill the sea of the dead, which is constantly pounding the front from the darkness behind. The soldiers around him change their faces almost every two minutes. Even in the face of the most vulnerable corpses, there is too little room for ordinary soldiers to dodge in the dense battlefield.

Needless to say, after recapturing the cerbercher front, gatheris hoarded a large number of stones and timber on both sides of the front, reducing the road that used to be enough for ten carriages to travel together to one third, and the wood that was poured with the special fire oil brought by the mages was burning, blocking the fragile corpses from the front.

The sea of the dead seems to have encountered a narrow entrance, and their numerical advantage has been greatly offset. In the banging sound of the burning wood explosion, this silent destruction force is still advancing slowly. From the sky, it is like seeing a black tide, constantly beating the front line of the fourth Legion.

The battle mages don't need to be close to the battlefield at all. They are in a loose formation and stand on the high platform in the rear. As long as the mana is enough, any magic will be wasted by them. Anyway, they don't need to aim, just throw it at the sea of the dead.

Fireball, ice, Arcane Missiles, when the pressure on the front is huge, some old mages will throw out a piece of magic of range damage to relieve the pressure on the front-line soldiers. Even the apprentices of the mage, in the harsh situation, put on leather armor and continuously pour fire oil on the wood on both sides of the battlefield to keep the fire burning.

The smelly smoke of gunpowder enveloped the whole battlefield, and the burned corpses could soon ignite a circle of undead. But to tell you the truth, it was useless. The biggest weapon of the undead's natural disaster was their number, which was an almost unsolved problem.

But even if he has achieved this point, in the face of the undead who has been reorganized into an army, in the face of the skeleton shooters who are hiding behind the walking corpses and constantly killing ordinary soldiers with arrows, and the skeleton mages, gatheris still has no way to reduce the casualties.

This is still under the condition that the mage of his own side suppresses the opposite side.

"Go away! Don't try to touch me

Gaseris's injury has not fully recovered, but his butcher like fighting style has continued. Holding the chopping axe in both hands, he took two steps forward and transferred the accumulated kinetic energy to the heavy axe in his hand. A black arc flashed in front of him. A dozen walking corpses in front of him were cut into left and right flying corpses.

This all-out strike also made the attack of garteris pause for one point, but the soldiers around him immediately held the shield to protect him quickly and took him back to the front.

It's very boring to fight with the undead. No matter how much you kill them, you can't expect the guy with rotten vocal cords on the opposite side to make a sound, but it's not a kind of army. It's like a very unfortunate thing to face such a silent but tireless enemy.

Garteris has always been very clear about this. Unless he can get the support of all forces from the east continent, it is impossible to win the war only by relying on the fourth Legion and Dalaran.

60W undead, which is just the trees in tirisfa area, plus the total number of undead under the command of sidalonmir and Quel'Thalas, can easily exceed 150W, which is an absolutely terrible number. The total number of soldiers in Northern Xinjiang is only 15W.

In other words, Alsace didn't even have to take any strategy to push all the soldiers up, so he could push the whole northern Xinjiang. From this point of view, what Dick did in Quel'Thalas can really be regarded as a miracle.

"Quack, quack, quack!"

Just as gatheres threw his heavy axe at a ghoul, a scream that could pierce anyone's eardrum exploded in gatheres' ear. He suddenly raised his head. In the midday sun, a large dark cloud was flying out of the forest where tirisfa and Yinsong forest joined.

The noise is endless.

"Stone ghost! Watch your step

Gatherius yelled behind him, then grabbed the messenger's shoulder, "go to inform the mages, clear the sky with the fastest speed!"

The herald held his head and rushed to the mage position in the rear of the army. In fact, he didn't have to send orders. The mages fighting the mage sequence were not the academic school. They knew what was the biggest threat to the current position.

So when the stone ghost approached the front line of the fourth legion, the fastest black bat like ugly guys were like rushing into a layer of foam. Then these unlucky guys felt that their wings had lost their function, and no matter how hard they beat, they could not prevent themselves from falling.

For a moment, the sky was like a black "raindrop". In the case of unable to control their bodies, the stone ghosts decisively chose to turn into stone statues, and then fell into the position in a variety of funny ways, surrounded and killed by the strong soldiers with destructive hammers who had been prepared for a long time.

If Kel'Thuzad is here, he can see what the mages have done at a glance. The shield with slight white light is... It's Dalaran's signature array - Forbidden air!

Although these mages only took out a low configuration version of the forbidden air array, the coverage area and forbidden air force are far less than Dalaran's own forbidden air array, but it is enough to deal with these low-level stone ghost.

But the opening of the forbidden air array makes most of the fighting mages' energy be put here. As a result, the sea of the dead, which was originally suppressed, rolls over again.

The battle line presided over by gatheris has been constantly compressed. If it wasn't for the strict discipline of the fourth corps, these soldiers are fighting for revenge. I believe that at this moment, the front of the battle line, with almost 70% of the casualties, would have made the ordinary army collapse.

Garteris is still standing there, this crazy tough guy, like a big stone blocking the tide, is standing there step by step.

"Then... Die here!"

The rough looking man grabbed the weapon handed by the guard next to him. His eyes were clear, and he looked straight at the ferocious corpses that were pouring towards him.

At this moment, his will and thinking seemed to be separated. He saw that in the air covered with flowers in front of the palace of Lordaeron, he came back with the fourth legion of victory, wrapped by cheering people.

He saw the flag of Lordaeron flying high on the top of the golden palace.

He saw the brave and fearless soldiers with proud faces following him.

However, as soon as the picture turns, the city is destroyed, the battle flag falls, and the dark blue figure comes with endless despair, destroying everything he knows.

He saw the black tide inundating everything he cherished, his family, his children, and the lives he had vowed to protect.

He saw... Saw his own death. He was not afraid of death. What he was afraid of was that when he fell down, no one else could stand on this land like him and fight for the lost things!

"Then... Die here!"

Gatherius' lips moved. He gave up his defense, just like a siege hammer, and rushed to the rolling corpses and ghouls. No one could stop him. At this moment, gatherius' fearlessness and his love for this land almost permeated the sky of this land.

"Haha... Mortal, for a mortal, you are good!"

Gasping for breath, gashers leaned on his body with his black steel Tomahawk. Just when he was exhausted, the undead around him seemed to have received an order. He stopped attacking and surrounded him. All the soldiers who followed him into the sea of the dead had been killed. Only he insisted.

The Grand Marshal wanted to raise his head, but a green shadow, like a whip, whipped him, and the irresistible gastrix flew out. The golden armor scattered and split, and gastrix's helmet was hit to the sky.

Grand Marshal's physical injury broke apart again. After several weeks in the air, he fell on the dirty ground and spat out blood. He... Reached the limit.

What came into his eyes was a monster more than 3 meters tall. It was like a devil... No, this was the devil. He was wearing gorgeous green armor, with curved long horns on his head, a ferocious face, legs like sheep's hooves, ferocious claws on his two hands, and large green gems on his wrists.

This is a devil! Nasrezim, an observer of the cerbercher front, is one of the three fear lords hidden in the territory of Lordaeron, desselock, a cunning and cruel devil. His hobby is to collect unique souls, such as the soul of garteris. The unyielding soul who regards death as his home is his favorite.

"Are you still holding on? Look behind you, your soldiers have collapsed! What's the point of persistence? "

Desselock chuckled and scratched his chin. His voice became strange, like a hypnotic sound. Gaseris's eyes were confused for a moment, but soon became clear.

"Don't... Don't play with my will, demon!"

Gatheres struggled hard, but when he found that his hypnotic Magic didn't work for him, desselock seemed to be interested. He stepped forward, stretched out his sharp claws, and tried to pierce gatheres' body. But at this moment, a strong black and red energy, like a hidden poisonous snake, suddenly emerged from the dense forest from afar, It's right on the huge body of desselock.

"Who is it?"

The body of the dread demon, led by the giant force of death's grip, is pulled to the dense forest. But he is also a creature of High Lord level. His whole body is full of magic power, which makes his huge body fly away and become a black bat. It's like a dark storm spinning and converging again in another place of the dense forest.

"Who are you! The running dog of Alsace? You dare to disturb my business. I want to... "

At the first sight, desselock saw the tall death knight in Black Skull armor standing in the dense forest. The fierce devil immediately yelled, but when he was about to destroy the death knight who dared to offend him, his eyes fell on the blood red sword held by the death knight.

When he saw the sword, all of desselock's complaints and fierceness were scared back to his stomach.

He... He knows the sword. To be exact, he and the sword come from the same place.

That's the Apocalypse!

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