"Roar!"

A wolf roar, sharp claws with a thousand great force fell from the sky, almost completely tearing the black-maned werewolf in front of him frantically along the chest, but he did not stop, the smell of blood in the air filled the entire battlefield made the werewolf who entered it completely into a state of crazy rage, he waved his other claw, the blood-toothed werewolf in front of him whimpered in horror, from those eyes full of fear, it is not difficult to see that before being infected, this guy was definitely a coward.

But as the sharp claws swept across his chest, the coward had no time to let out a scream, and his body was almost torn in half and was thrown outward, and the furious tall figure in heavy iron armor with metal claws on its claws roared in the sky, and in his left hand he held a beating heart.

The three different colored manes on his face had been stained red with blood, making him look like a butcher who had come out of hell.

The former High Lord Darius Crolley unleashed the endless anger flowing in his veins on the battlefield to his heart's content, but his sanity was always locked in the last shackles of disappointment, and behind him, although the werewolves from the Moon Fury were furious, they were also bound by some kind of sanity higher than the bloodline, and although scattered, they still maintained the most basic formation, just like they used to when they were soldiers.

They will help each other, they will cooperate to kill the enemy, this alone is ten thousand times stronger than the blood-fanged werewolf who stands in the way, the chaotic bloodtooth werewolf, those madmen who have been completely reduced to slaves of power, only know how to keep moving forward, only know how to wave their claws like beasts, but they will never be able to break the defense line of the moonfury werewolf, no matter how strong the beast is, it is impossible to defeat humans.

And the battlefield in the forest is no different from the battlefield of humans, except that there are no fluttering flags, no horns, no war drums, and it is more bloody and cruel... There is almost no difference.

But the Bloodfang Werewolves didn't care about that, their total number was ten times that of the Moonfury Werewolves, which allowed them to use the power that the Moonfury couldn't resist to drag them to the end, and when they collapsed, it was all over.

With the remnants of the human race in Gilneys, there is no way to stop such an army of furious beasts, in fact, the decisive battle of the wolves outside the North Gate Forest has already frightened the soldiers guarding the outer city of Gilneis, it is not one or two werewolves, it is the fight of two tribes, it is the fight of half of the people of Gilneys.

More than 100,000 werewolves crowded in the once vast North Gate forest, almost every moment there were trees uprooted, every moment the bodies of werewolves were torn apart, but the soldiers did not dare to look anymore, their commander's legs were weak, because in the vision of the telescope, every place has been occupied by werewolves, trees, hillsides, ruins, and even rivers, a steady stream of blood-toothed werewolves and moonfury werewolves are mixed together, so that humans can't tell the difference at all.

But the werewolves who look exactly the same on the battlefield can easily tell who is the enemy, Darius, Nandus and those leaders of the Moon Fury, commanding their respective werewolf teams, constantly pressing towards the formation of the blood fangs, like sharp knives, ordinary blood fang werewolves can't stop the attacks of these werewolves who still retain their sanity, only those elite blood fangs who have been given real power by Lelar Tooth Fire can barely block their peerless attack.

The almost unstoppable Crolley also encountered his own opponent, the blood-red armor-wielding Bloodfang Commander, Eva Bloodfang, a ferocious werewolf of unknown origin, but definitely a native of Gilneis.

"Go back to your hell, Darius!

Eva's claws swept wildly, forcing Darius back several steps, but the werewolf lord just grinned and pounced again, the werewolf incarnation gave him almost infinite power, even if it was limited to his own rank, unable to fully release that anger, but almost a lifetime of experience in battle, but gave him more ways to win.

In the face of this real veteran, Iva Bloodfang, who had been invincible for the previous 5 years, finally felt the pressure, his already green eyes once again glowed with a deeper light, and the muscles on his body swelled more wildly, with the help of this almost natural secondary rage, it was possible to contain the furious Darius, but the wolves around him were also caught in a bitter battle.

It was only now that Eva truly understood the reason why the Moonfury Werewolf chose the North Gate Forest as a battlefield, those cunning miscellaneous pieces, the terrain of this forest is extremely complex, unless all the trees are cut down, the number of werewolves that can be accommodated at one time is absolutely limited, just one battlefield, the biggest advantage of the Bloodfang Werewolf - the number is invisible.

If the Bloodfangs can't break through the barrier of the North Gate Forest, they'll never try to outnumber these Moon Fury... After all, compared to these beasts that succumb to power, Moon Fury is more like a perfect combination of strength and intelligence.

The thought made Iva feel a little scared, but soon, he came up with a way to break the game.

"Bang!"

Eva's body was swept by the left leg of Darius, who jumped up, and the iron armor on his chest was smashed into a recurved depression at this moment, and the Bloodfang Commander flew out unstoppably, smashing several Bloodfang warriors in a row before he could barely get up from the ground, but he only wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the mane on the back of his hand, and he looked up, the sharp teeth that had been infected with blood opened, and showed a hideous smile towards Darius Crowley.

"You want to save them, right?"

Darius's body that was about to pounce on him paused, this action was caught by Eva, he laughed and opened his arms, tore off the head of a lunarly werewolf, and threw it at Darius's feet, his fingers poked out, and the black claws like curved daggers pointed at the panicked soldiers on the walls of Gilneth not far away outside the forest.

"Even if they exile you, betray you, and want to kill you... But you still want to protect them, right? Hahaha, what a touching greatness, but I'm curious, Crowley... How many people can you save in the wrath of Bloodfang?"

"You dare!"

"Whew!!"

Eva told Darius the answer with the most direct action, and with a long wolf howl from the Bloodfang Commander, the soldiers guarding the walls of the north gate of Gilneth City were horrified to find that at this moment, at least a third of the Bloodfang werewolves turned around, broke away from the forest battlefield at the north gate, and pounced towards Gilneth City.

"Wake up!"

The chief of defense guarding the walls drew his sword with a thud and roared at the panicked herald behind him, and a second later, the piercing alarm bell rang throughout the northern part of Gilneth City, followed by the same piercing sound ringing over the city.

Attacked! City Gate Attacked!

All the soldiers, whether they were loyal to the king or the army that had fallen to Lord Godfrey, after hearing this harsh sound again, rushed out in the direction of the north gate as soon as possible, everyone knew that the victory of the king or the victory of the lord, the country would not change much, but once the werewolf victory, I am afraid that the entire Gilneth would be reduced to ruins in an instant.

Especially the blood teeth... They will directly destroy the civilization of the whole country, the whole people!

"The bayonet is loaded!"

The defense general shouted, the long-handled muskets in the hands of the soldiers flung down fiercely, and the sharp bayonets confined under the muskets bounced out, and they put their spears against their shoulders, the first row squatted, the second row stood up, the third row sorted out the ammunition, and farther away, the city defense guns fixed to the city walls were already in place, and under the orders of the commander, they opened fire on the werewolves who were rushing in the black pressure not far away.

"Bang, bang, bang"

The scorching cannonballs smashed on the battlefield in front of them with the smoke of gunpowder, and when they landed, they exploded, and the bright light of the fire swallowed everything around the landing site, but it was useless, just like the Lordaeron soldiers who faced the undead scourge at the beginning, the Gilneys faced the black and overwhelming, and the number was so large that it was dizzying, and the timid guys even closed their eyes in despair.

There are too many of them... To fight a city against half of a country's people, not to mention that they have almost no chance of winning when they are far inferior to each other in terms of strength and morale.

"300 meters!"

"200 meters!"

"100 meters! Ruler zero, put!"

The left hand of the defense commander slid down suddenly, and at this moment, above the entire tall north gate wall, an orange-red line of fire shone in the dull air of Gilness, and the werewolves who were constantly attacking below were like encountering the water flow of the reef, and the first row of werewolves seemed to hit the invisible wall head-on, turning over and falling to the ground, but the werewolves in the rear did not care about the casualties of their companions at all, and frantically rushed towards the city wall.

"Second row!

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Another row of werewolves was knocked to the ground, and then the third row, but at a distance of 100 meters, for the werewolves running at full speed, it was almost as close as a stone's throw, and almost instantly, these furious beasts pounced under the city walls, this tall wall may block any mortal creatures, but they can't stop the werewolves at all, not even the wall of Greymane, which is twice as tall as the wall of Gilneth City, can't stop these werewolves from climbing!

In less than 2 minutes, the Gilneth warriors, armed with bayonets, had already started a brutal hand-to-hand fight with the blood-toothed werewolves who had climbed over the city wall, and they were defeated!

Tight 10 minutes, Gilneth North Gate... Fall!

In the court area of Gilneth City, the heavily armed Guards were leading the king in military uniform, and quickly rushed towards the north gate, but just as they reached the business district, the roars of the rout soldiers and werewolves running back from the front reached the ears of these soldiers, Jean flicked his cloak and looked indifferently at the untied Goldfrey and Walden beside him,

"Now... Do you still think that we survived because of our wisdom and strength?"

"Stupid! It's the Moon Fury who has been protecting us! It's the werewolf you despise the most at the forefront holding back most of the Bloodfang's power... Open your eyes, Gofrey, and see who is the most loyal to this country?"

After saying that, Jean turned on his horse, reached out and pulled out the musket at his waist, and with the other hand drew the golden heavy sword behind his back, and took one last look at Godfrey,

"You know what? I used to hate werewolves as much as you did, but now, I no longer hate the other side of my soul, which can at least give me the strength to protect my people, not to protect my home with the help of other people's hands, so who is the coward?"

The old Jean always looked drooping and old in human form, but at this moment, the old king's waist was straightened again, and he raised his sword high, and behind him, the silent Guards raised their weapons, and although it was in the city of Gilneis, the wide streets were enough to provide a way for the knights to charge.

After the rout, the monsters with green eyes and inhuman bodies stomped on the ground, wild minds roaring in their brains, shouting on them to keep moving forward, tearing apart everything in their path.

"Bang"

The first gunshot rang out, the head of the fastest werewolf burst like a watermelon, the headless corpse fell to the ground, Jean indifferently shook the musket in his hand, the scorching bullet casing retreated, the old king pointed his sword forward, and the next moment, the rolling iron hooves rushed forward.

"Soldiers, charge with me!"

At the same time as the counterattack war in the city of Gilneth began, on the battlefield in the center of the North Gate Forest, an invisible ring had been dispersed, whether it was Moon Fury or Blood Fang, no werewolf dared to break into this ring.

The little wolf girl Verinde was holding the extremely sharp luna scythe, her tail swaying gently behind her back, and opposite her, a tall, gorgeous blood-colored werewolf with her hands hanging down, and her sharp claws were shining with a crimson light. There is also a tail.

"It's like..."

The strange werewolf looked at Velinder across from him with narrowed eyes, muttering, but his hoarse voice was clearly visible in Verinde's ears, "Look, little girl, we were both Night Elves, both of us once served the moon god, but now we are both werewolves, both are Godling's followers, and we both command our own wolf pack... Look, we're alike. ”

The little wolf girl snorted and responded with disgust on her face, "Come on, Lelar, don't put gold on your face, Lord Godlin doesn't agree with you for a long time, and I'm not like you, at least I won't turn millions of people into my own lackeys!"

"Tut-tut, look, what a childish idea!"

Lylar raised his paw and scratched his chin, "I'm already a wolf, but I don't have the consciousness that a wolf should have?" little girl, if you come to fight me with this kind of thought, you will definitely be like the previous times... And this time, no one will come to your rescue. ”

He looked up and saw that Liadrin, who was shining with dazzling light all over her body, was being besieged by the elite blood fangs under his command, even with the combat power of Liadrin's heroic rank, in front of these elite blood fangs who were not afraid of death, they could not break through the blockade in a short time.

So, as Lelar Firefang said, this battle will be a war between him and Vilinde.

"You know what? Lelar, I've hated you since the first time I saw you!"

Verinde bared her teeth, the claws on her claws poked out of her palms, her body disappeared from the spot at this moment, and when she reappeared, she had already jumped on top of Lylar's head, and the luna scythe in her hand shone brightly, "There can only be one werewolf with a long tail in this world, and that can only be me!"