Chapter 285

Time goes back 10 minutes.

On the ground battlefield, the battle between the paladins and the undead is going on anxiously. However, after hearing the news that the bloody Crusaders came to join the battlefield from the flank, the undead's difficult defense line in front of the anubisas guard and the Turing Legion was almost screened by the fanatical bloody knights.

Tirion ferding, the commander in chief of the front line, was ready to retreat and the task of luring the enemy had been completed. However, after this small number of bloody knights rushed into the battlefield, he found something wrong at the first time. The performance of these bloody Knights was too strong, which was not the same as the previous fighting, It's as if... It's as if these guys have found the support of crazy faith.

Ferding turned to the flank of the front, and soon saw the familiar figure.

He rode on the horse, without the previous kind of domineering holy light chop, he and other bloody Knights waved their weapons and killed the dead, no longer like an invincible hero, but more real.

Old Mograine, he finally came back. The Ashbringer in his hand was dim, but when the sword was raised, it was the same as before. He always cheered in the group of charging knights.

They will not give up old Mograine because he lost his strength, nor will they become weak because of the loss of the Ashbringer. On the contrary, this special army, after the frustrated man returned to the battlefield, found his soul again, and this time, after the shameful betrayal, they became more determined.

That indomitable will!

But they rushed too fast, even out of the whole front, like a sharp knife into the depths of the dead, when the Knights charge is stopped, they will inevitably fall into a very difficult situation.

Tirion felt the long lost excitement flowing in his body. He couldn't watch his old brother die on the battlefield. He was no longer an invincible Ashbringer. Such a rush might kill him!

Ferding threw his telescope to the adjutant, pulled out his sword and raised it,

"Warriors of the light, our brothers are fighting bravely at the front line! Follow me! Let them see the will of the warriors in Northern Xinjiang! "

"Silver hand! Charge

Almost all paladins know the situation of old Fordring, who has been abolished the power of the light. He has become old in the devastation of the years, and even a death knight can't match him. In most cases, Fordring won't take the initiative to join the battlefield, but at this moment, after seeing the same old Mograine's figure, Fording felt the courage return to his body.

Without the light, so what?

I still have my sword, I still have my courage!

I can charge, I can fight!

Teran, who was standing beside fording, could not stop his father's steps at all, and other paladins did not react. However, as old fording rode down the hill with a long sword, the paladins' steps also moved. The paladins of the last reserve team chanted the name of courage and joined the battlefield bravely behind fording.

The holy light is shining. Soon, the speed of this army is up to the limit. It's like an arrow composed of light. Everywhere it goes, all the dead are thrown to the ground. What's most surprising is that as a mortal, old Fordring doesn't fall behind. It's like he went back to his youngest days and led the fearless knight to run on the battlefield.

He felt that there was some power in his body, and that was not an illusion.

Four years later, when fording galloped on the battlefield again in the name of courage, he felt that his old blood had returned to his body, and his old body had come back to life!

In this battlefield, the old soldier's will returns to his soul. He looks behind him and his son is just like himself, fearless and brave. He has become a qualified Paladin and will become a hero in the future.

And those young soldiers, they are hope! It's the fire of hope for Lordaeron!

How can they die here?

Fording accelerates again, leading the Paladin to the direction of the bloody Crusader surrounded by the dead. There, Alessandro is fighting to death, that lunatic!

Just like on the battlefield of the orcs, he would not retreat even if he was a soldier!

"Don't die! Asshole! You still have something to do! "

Old Fordring was shouting, and his sword pierced a ghoul. In the corner he didn't find, a faint light was shining on the edge of his sword.

Old Mograine also saw old Fuding, the old brother, who was rushing towards him. Was he crazy?

He has no power of holy light for a long time. In such a cruel battlefield, even if he is caught by a ghoul, he will die!

"Go back! Fording, don't come here

The old knight yelled, turned around and attached his weak holy light to the cold weapon. He killed the skeleton soldiers with one sword, but soon he was surrounded by more dead. He was like a weak tiger surrounded by hyenas. Although he was still fighting, his solemn and stirring momentum was displayed.

This guy is here to die!

"Bang"

A death knight hit Mograine's back with a hammer in his hand, and the old knight flew out. His wound had not healed, and the power of the holy light was very weak. Such a thing hit his wound again, which almost made Mograine lose his fighting power.

The commander of the undead also recognized the identity of old Mograine and old Fordring. The Lich laughed wildly and kept all the undead who could command out of the battle circle, even gave up the advantage of the battlefield and decided to kill the leaders of the two northern paladins here.

As long as they are defeated, the natural disaster will win sooner or later! I will also get the gift from the Lich King!

Taran with paladin is almost not afraid of the frenzied impact of life and death, but was constantly come to the dead entangled, can only watch his father alone rushed into the front of the dead.

The young Paladin has never been so scared as he is now. He never thought that he would say goodbye to his father in this situation. He didn't want to do that, but

Taran crazily grabbed the collar of the herald around him and roared,

"Blow the trumpet! to signal to! Let all the active paladins and soldiers come here! The showdown begins! Here it is

The herald was stunned for a moment. He took a look at the surrounding battlefield, and instantly understood that ferding and Mograine were in a tight encirclement. Once they died here

The herald could not imagine the next scene. Without hesitation, he took out the signal bomb on his waist and held it high to the sky. When the special blood red silver hand emblem exploded in the air, all the soldiers in East and West dalongmir saw the emblem.

Including stansom and the hands of tyre, as well as the wish of Light Chapel.

Darian, who was with Bridget strapped to the chair, saw the bloody sign from the window. He seriously carried the blade of anger behind him. He took a look at Bridget, bent down and gave a kiss on the forehead of the stubborn current general of the bloody crusade.

Bridget's eyes widened. As Darien turned away, miss abidis screamed,

"What are you going to do, asshole!"

"The showdown begins, Bridget. I'm going to war. If I can come back, I'll apologize to you!"

"Miss Merlin, please send Bridget to Quel'Thalas!"

"Asshole, let me go! Don't leave me alone, asshole

At this moment, whether willing or not, all the soldiers in Northern Xinjiang rushed to xidalonmir as quickly as possible, and the decisive battle broke out, which was so unexpected.

Old Mograine was struggling with the Ashbringer to hold his body. In his blurred vision, he could only see old Fuding jumping down from the horse, chopping the dead around with one sword, and approaching him with difficulty.

"Don't come here... Go back, Fordring... Go back!"

The old knight was thrown to the ground by a ghoul. He used his last strength to block the ashenvoys in front of him, and tried hard to stop the ghoul's teeth from biting. When fielding saw this scene, he subconsciously waved his left hand at this critical moment, trying to destroy the ghoul with the Holy Light.

But Fordring suddenly realized that he had been abolished the power of the light. Old Mograine was dying!

Miracles, Fordring never longed for miracles as much as he does now.

"Show me! Merciful light, show me your existence! Dick said he saw you with his own eyes. If you really exist, show me the miracle! He can't die here! "

"Well, that's not a bad reason, so do what you want!"

"Buzz"

At this moment, the pillar of light from heaven and earth made the whole battlefield fall into a temporary stagnation.

Taran, who was fighting with the death knight, turned and looked at the place where the holy light broke out. At this moment, the sword in his hand suddenly fell. If the death knight didn't stay in the same place, I'm afraid this second would be enough to make Taran die.

But the reality is that in this environment of almost death, his father, Tirion Verdin, who was abolished the power of the light four years ago, awakened the light again, and this time, it was much stronger than his vague memory!

The light was so blazing that all the dead on the battlefield screamed. In the burst of light, all the dead were purified, and the ashes were flying in the wind.

Old ferding half knelt on the ground, like a baptized believer. The wrinkles on his face had been smoothed, and his weak body was full of strength again, which was the gift of the holy light.

But he didn't have time to thank the light. Instead, he walked quickly to the old Mograine. The old knight's breath was weak. Ferding's hand held the palm of Mograine's hand,

"Alexandro, get up, asshole! How can you die here! Wake up

The old knight opened his eyes difficultly. In tiriofuding's treatment regardless of consumption, he felt a trace of warmth restored to his cold body. He looked at the holy flame surging around old Fuding's body and showed a satisfied smile,

"Cough, Tirion... I knew you'd be a hero. You'd always surprise people."

"Don't talk, Alessandro, you need to rest now! We're going to win, Uther will be saved, and we're going to win! Hold on

"No, Fordring, No."

Old Mograine put his cold sword in front of him. "Take it, Tirion, take it, and become an Ashbringer. We need an Ashbringer."

"Asshole! You have to survive! "

Ferding ignored the artifact at hand. Instead, he took Mograine's hand in his hands and yelled, "there is only one Ashbringer! That's you, alexandro. It's not this damned sword that makes you the Ashbringer, but you gave it the name of the Ashbringer. Cheer me up

The paladin looked up at the sky, and as the spirits around him came rushing on the ashes again, he cried out to the empty sky,

"Holy light of mercy, look your eyes here! Here is one of your believers, please save him

"Pa"

Time seems to have stopped at this moment. In ferding's hopeful eyes and old Mograine's dim eyes, a golden light blooms in the sky. It is a shining star in the universe. It is the holy place full of holy light, the location of the first light that pierces the endless darkness.

With a burst of sunny laughter, the great will came to the world again. His tone was light, just like that in Dick's world,

"I have to thank the world, Azeroth. It's so different, it's so weak, but in this weak world, there are always those mortal heroes that I marvel at."

"The Legion of light will have your place. After all the chaos in the world has subsided, you will be sublimated, carrying my name and fighting against endless chaos and darkness. But before that, I need a reason! Alessandro Mograine, Tirion fordrin, my faithful believers, tell me, after experiencing the most miserable things in the world, are you still willing to fight for me? "

"I will!"

"I will! In the name of... In the name of revenge

"Ha ha ha! Knights in the name of salvation, knights in the name of revenge, look at this magical world, look at these warriors who fight to death, I may have to thank dick for leading my eyes to fall here in advance, otherwise I should miss how many legends of warriors“

"In this way, I will sublimate you and remember your faith, which is the source of your true strength."

"Take that sword and be the real Ashbringer! Alexandro, one day... You will understand the meaning of your existence. It will be a great honor. "

"By the way, tell Dick, who is still confused, why I am waiting for him."