Chapter 262

Two years ago, in the battle of Dalaran plain, high-level undead commanders such as Alsace, kel'sugard and anubarak fled back to Northrend, which made the undead who had just regained the advantage in Northern Xinjiang become a loose sand again.

However, due to the contradiction between the silver hand and the bloody crusader, the two sides did not seize this opportunity to push forward the defense line. What should have been completed a year ago has been dragged on until now.

But it's not too late now. Once the West dalongmir is recaptured and connected with the East dalongmir, it means that production can be resumed in dalongmir. This is definitely a great inspiration for Lordaeron's difficult cause of national restoration, and it's worth the efforts of selamo, who has been developed by Kariya in recent years, to continuously give blood transfusion to northern Xinjiang.

As for the tirisfa area, all forces are entangled now, and the real chaos has become a pot of porridge. Werewolves, adventurers, undead, and some mysterious heretics, even with the fanaticism and fighting power of the bloody Crusaders, we should think twice before we step into it.

At present, the only nail left in sidalonmir is andohar. Once it is knocked out, Mograine can focus all his attention on tirisfa area. The Ashbringer carries his famous weapon, rides on a magnificent silver horse, and rushes towards tirisfa defense line in the dark, behind him, The heavily armed paladins had a firm face.

By the time they got to the battlefield, the undead was already finishing up.

It can be seen that the old knight's defense line in tirisfa area has been broken! Mograine saw the ferocity and madness of the undead chasing the rout soldiers from a distance, which made the old knight angry. He pulled out the holy sword from behind and raised it high. Behind him, the paladins put down their masks and prepared to charge.

Reynold Mograine and farbanks, who followed Mograine, also put down their face armor. With the shaking sound of the horses trampling on the ground, the paladins rushed down the slope. Under Mograine's almost real light curtain, they bumped into the undead group with an unshakable posture.

As they have been used to in the past two years, the old knights are making their way ahead, waving the holy blade, one from the left and one from the right. The blazing heat makes every undead touched by the blade, whether it's a fragile corpse, a fierce and ugly ghoul, even death knights and elite skeletons, no matter what it is, after the holy sword like a pillar of light sweeps by, All the remains on the ground were burning corpses, and the weaker ones were even burned to ashes by the high temperature.

This weapon that makes the undead scared is too targeted. At the moment when the hot positive energy collides with the negative energy in the body of the undead, only vanishing will be produced. In addition, old Mograine's connection with the artifact is deepening, and his strength is also increasing.

Recently, the old knight even found that his ashenvoys had signs of morphological changes, which was definitely a good thing for him. The long talk with Dick a long time ago made the old knight know the special significance of artifact. Morphological changes meant that he would have more control over the blade!

This is a good thing, not only for Mograine himself, but also for the war in Northern Xinjiang.

However, when old Mograine rushed into the deepest part of the group of undead, a black figure on the undead horse appeared in his eyes. Looking at the familiar figure, his face under the mask changed dramatically at this moment!

"Go back! Get out! It's a trap

The old knight's voice reverberated on the battlefield. Other paladins raised their heads in surprise. They saw that the old paladins stopped in the same place and were about to turn the horse's head. Although they didn't know what had happened, it must be a big thing to make the ash messenger so nervous!

Other paladins also began to adjust their direction, but before they started to rush again, another black figure also blocked their retreat.

"Mograine, old brother, why are you in such a hurry?"

Riding on a horse full of the fire of the dead, kurtaz, a dwarf death knight in a green cloak, raised his head. In his left hand, he held a numbing armor piercing hammer with heavy frost power. With just a slight wave, the chest of the nearest Paladin was cut with a terrible cross shaped wound, and the poor knight was also shot away, Finally, like a spoiled doll, he rolled on the ground for several weeks and landed in front of Mograine's horse.

"Kurtaz... My brother, you..."

"And me, Mograine, why don't you look back at me... When I need help most, when I'm lonely waiting to die in the dark, my old brother, where are you?"

The low, dry voice from behind made old Mograine tremble. The man was right. The Ashbringer didn't dare to face the death knight behind him.

After the appearance of these two powerful death knights, the surrounding low-level undead slowly withdrew from the battlefield and formed a huge circle around the paladins. That is the battlefield of this battle. Falbanks breathed quickly, because he saw the floating fortress slowly emerging from behind the black cloud in the distant sky!

It floats in the sky at a very high place. It is like a green quadrangle fortress. In the four corners of the sky, it is decorated with ferocious skeleton pendant. The green flame can be seen clearly even from a long distance.

That's definitely not the right weapon!

The light is on, this thing, this is a trap! Despicable trap!

Old Mograine's breath became heavy. He jumped down from his horse, took a deep breath, turned around and looked at the death knight who was also dismounting from his horse. Under the black disaster Lord's helmet, there was a face he knew very well.

"I'm sorry... Dashohan, when you needed it most, I didn't..."

"No, you don't need to apologize."

Dasohan, the death knight, moved his arms and took down a black, ferocious black sword from his back. It was almost as high as his body, with potholes on the sword body and black cloth binding on it. It was full of despair and gloom.

But with dasohan's ferocious shape now, it will definitely make all the people who see him scared.

The former paladin, after his death, almost deduced the aesthetics of violence to the extreme. He leaned his Epee in front of him, straightened his black steel armor in the howling sound of the dead from time to time, and said in an unimaginable cold voice,

"If you really feel sorry, then apologize for your death."

With that, dasohan's left hand reached out, and the black energy rushed to the old knight. The red six pointed star Rune was beating in his palm. He had dealt with the death knight too many times. Old Mograine knew what it was. Once he was caught, he would be dragged down in front of the death knight, and then he would be attacked like a storm.

Too many novice knights are killed by this blow. When the death energy rises, the old Knights block the holy blade in front of their bodies. The black and red death energy is like a liquid, which is quickly evaporated in the golden light.

But with this amazing Kung Fu, dasohan had already jumped up from the original place, and slashed down from the sky with his heavy sword in both hands. The old knight's ashenvoys were on top of him and easily blocked the blow.

Fortunately... Dashohan is just a hero. It doesn't seem to be so difficult that old Mograine can't cope with it. But the next moment, the scream from behind makes the old knight's face change greatly. He almost forgot that there is not only dashohan, a high-level death knight, but also Kurtz!

Two on one!

Although old Mograine felt that he would not lose, there was no doubt that once he was entangled by two death knights, his paladins would have no hope of survival in the face of this number of dead.

"Bang!"

Behind the old Mograine appeared the wings composed of holy light. With a sword, he flew dasohan. He turned back and used the holy blade to hold the armor breaking hammer that kurtaz had smashed down. Under the fierce wind from behind, his head dropped down. But the blade of the huge sword still swept his helmet away!

In this instant, he entered the fierce battle. Old Mograine's expression had become ferocious. He turned to falbanks and Renault and cried out,

"I'll open the way for you! Get out! Find reinforcements

With that, the old knight held the hilt of the blade in both hands, turned around and rotated lightly. After avoiding kurtaz's hammer, he raised the blade on his head and cut it down!

This cut reflects the epic hero's powerful power of energy control incisively and vividly. An almost real golden blade of energy falls from the sky, just like an enlarged Ashbringer. Wherever it goes, the dead blocking the way are purified by the hot light. When the light dissipates, a broad road appears in the middle of the Dead Sea!

It's a road to ashes!

He was really able to make his own way for the paladins to retreat. Falbanks was an old knight. He had been fighting with Mograine since he was young. He had always had confidence in Mograine, so when the road opened, falbanks closed his face and raised his sword,

"Come with me, knights, run out! Don't be a burden to the ashenvoys

The paladins who can be selected by old Mograine are also elite guys. Naturally, they can understand what they should do now. They follow the path of ashes to break through the encirclement crazily without any reminding from farbanks.

Farbanks was last. He looked back and yelled,

"Renault! Come with me! It's time for us to go! "

Old Mograine's eldest son, Reynold Mograine, who was like a completely transformed paladin in the past two years, knocked over a ghoul with one sword and jumped at him with his teeth and claws. He shook his head and cried out,

"No! Farbanks, I'm going to stay and fight with my father. I can't leave him here alone. Let's go and find reinforcements! "

With that, Renault flashed the holy light all over his body, turned back and rushed into the battle again. Falbanks was stunned, bit his teeth, stabbed his sword into a ghoul's forehead, raised his whip, and was ready to rush out.

After Mograine cut this blow, because of some force, he was cut in the back by dasohan, who came from behind. The ordinary sacred barrier could not stop the hero's death knight's full blow, and Mograine's body fell out in embarrassment.

Kurtaz and dasohan did not pursue. They surrounded Mograine, who Renault helped up from the ground, left and right. Behind them, the battlefield was surrounded by the spirits of the dead all over the mountains.

"Cough, boy... You shouldn't have stayed!"

Old Mograine closed the wound behind him with the holy light to expel the energy of death from his body. While holding the Ashbringer in his hand, he said to his back-to-back son,

"You should go with farbanks! They can't help me

Mograine couldn't see Renault's face. He only heard his son's courageous response,

"No, father, I can't leave you here! My glory and my will cannot allow me to do so! "

The old knight's face softened,

"Good! Then we, father and son, will go to hell together today! Cover me, Renault

"All right, father!"

Renault turned around, and his drooping eyes flashed a trace of madness that could not be concealed.

"Poof..."

Farbanks's eyes were wide open. The next moment, he roared with all his strength,

"No! Renault, you traitor! "