The undead Scourge fought back fiercely, with the support of the frost dragon released by the floating fortress Naxxramas floating in the sky, the undead troops on the ground once pushed the battle line to the area of Kaulin Junction and Blackwood Lake, and half of the East Dalongmir region was about to fall, and the Maris Farm generation was even more troubled. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, thanks to the desperate battles of the ascetics of the Chapel of the Light's Wish and the soldiers of the New Avalon region, the undead rush finally stopped, and a new front was fixed, and the undead legions from Sidaronmir and Tirisfa attacked the defenses of Blackwood Lake almost non-stop, and the Scarlet Crusader recruits from the Hand of Tyr were even thrown into a meat grinder-like battlefield.

This time the attack of the undead scourge can be described as an elite offensive, and the death knights who are usually used as low-level commanders are even used as cannon fodder, and whenever those black-armored knights who roar appear in the air, the silver hand and the paladins of the silver dawn can only fight against them.

Ordinary soldiers are no match for these rune-wielding fellows, especially when a high-ranking death knight like Kurtaz appears on the battlefield, it is nothing short of a massacre, but the situation has eased somewhat after the new "reinforcements" from Stratholme have joined the battlefield.

But the arrival of these new reinforcements caused a huge wave of "riots" among the group of paladins and ordinary soldiers.

On the shores of Lake Blackwood, a short but tragic encounter has just ended, more than two dozen death knights with a large group of ghouls try to cross the lake of Blackwood, and are discovered by the defending sentinels, so the battle begins, and when the team guarding here is about to collapse, another death knight falls from the sky, destroying the opponent who is also a servant of death in the violent cold wind.

The surface of the ebony armor still stained with flesh and blood was covered with a layer of frost, and although it was carved into various patterns by skilled craftsmen, it still could not hide the heavy smell of rust on the armor, as well as the gray-white hair blown up by the wind, and the cold blue eyes, looking at everything, it was as if looking at the frozen death.

Fight... Only when fighting, the already cold heart can still feel a trace of temperature, although it may also be an illusion.

"Bang"

A rotting apple smashed on Thassarian's back, and the sour smell slowed the Death Knight's departure for a moment, but the next moment he moved on again, not even looking back at who had thrown the rotten apple.

Everywhere the Death Knight went, all the soldiers, even the wounded soldiers who had just been rescued by him on the battlefield, walked around him with a gloomy face, he was like a moving plague, no one wanted to approach him, this act of throwing rotten apples was already very restrained, Thassarian was surrounded by angry soldiers more than once, trying to "talk" with him with weapons.

After becoming a necromancy, Thassarian knew that he would be ostracized by the living creatures, and in fact, if it weren't for the fact that he and his brother alone could not save Lord Uther, Thassarian would not have been here at all.

After death, everything is meaningless, whether it is glory, or decency, or whatever, it is meaningless.

Ordinary soldiers will only vent their hatred for the undead in this way, although they want to kill all the undead, but at least the Black Blade Knights of Thassarian are still fighting side by side with their side at the moment, and the death knights who encountered natural disasters are in a big move, and they have to rely on Thassarian and his brothers to turn the tide, when life and disgust are put together, people in their right minds know how to choose.

But there are always those who put hatred above their lives, like the four people who are standing in Thassarian's path right now. They were clad in blood-red armor, holding enchanted weapons in one hand, and in the other hand were the heads of several undead, and on their chests, a bright red Lordaeron emblem seemed to drip blood.

Their expressions were serious and serious, as if they were dealing with real enemies, but they were also only in their twenties, and the youngest was even only in his teens, in peacetime, children of this age should still be studying or entering the workshop for further study, but now, judging by the way they held their swords and the scars on their bodies, they were already qualified warriors.

But the light that bloomed in those eyes, it was faith, but it was a distorted faith, fanatical like fire, maybe the next moment it would burn everything, even themselves.

The Scarlet Crusaders, to be precise, are the Scarlet Crusaders of the Hand of Tyr, the Crusaders of the Scarlet Abbey have long been driven back to their hometown by the undead, and I don't know how Renault deceived them, in short, those guys believed that it was the Silver Hand that killed the great knight Mograine, and they also closed themselves off the Scarlet Abbey, and it seems that they are going to recuperate.

The Scarlet Crusaders at the Cowlin junction now belong to the commander of General Abydis, of course, this Abidis is not the old general who died in Andohar, but Bridget Abydis, the daughter of the old general, and Stratholme's former supreme commander.

After Darian was pressured by the battle line and had to ask Thassarian and the Death Knights for help, Bridget and Dalyan, two comrades with a little affection, officially parted ways, and Bridget withdrew from the Silver Dawn to officially take command of the Scarlet Crusade left behind by his father.

It's a pity, but at this time of life and death, neither Dalyan nor Brigitte has too much to focus on their children's relationship.

"Disgusting undead, why don't you go where you need to go!"

The Scarlet Knight who stood in the way threw the undead head in his hand at Thassarian's feet, he was also a participant in the encounter just now, but at this time, his tired eyes flashed with anger, and the sword in his hand was also swinging wildly,

"Come on, kill me, like you scum did before!"

"Incorrigible madman!"

Thassarian glanced at the four Scarlet Knights, who had been dominated by his own madness, shook his head, and turned in the other direction, he didn't intend to clash with these Scarlet Crusaders here, even though he could crush these fools with one hand.

Two years ago, when the Lich King's throne was broken and Arthas wore the Helm of Domination, due to the Frost Grief entered a long period of dormancy and merging, the Undead Scourge had a brief period of chaos, during that time, Thassarian found a lot of powerful undead who relied on their own will to get rid of the control of the Lich King, and in the name of Uther, formed the Knights of the Black Blade, and those who could participate in it were the most powerful undead.

Unfortunately, this period of chaos soon ended, and when the will of the Lich King was once again in the Scourge of the Dead, the Knights of the Ebon Blade, who had been wreaking havoc in Northrend, had to shift their positions.

Thassarian has been following Uther for a long time, and after being transformed by the death energy of the Apocalypse, the strength of this death knight who was loyal to Lordaeron has grown rapidly, he is already a half-hero, but for the servants of death, it is too difficult to become a hero, but Rao is so, this death knight who was blocked in his way is also one of the strongest on the battlefield at the intersection of Cowling.

Thassarian didn't want to clash, but the Scarlet Knight didn't want to let him go, and they stopped in the other direction of Thassarian, and the four guys surrounded Thassarian, their sharp weapons clenched in their hands, and the next moment they would pounce.

"Undead, evil, don't want to go!"

The guy in the lead moved his hands and showed a cruel smile, he was not stupid, in fact, he was also very aware of the gap between himself and Thassarian, but as long as this death knight dared to fight back, the soldiers who were watching all this here would be his helpers!

"This is where justice is, and there is no room for evil to stand!

The Scarlet Knight triumphantly slashed the battle axe in his hand at the Death Knight who also held the sword at his waist, these evil undead cannot be trusted! The fools of the Silver Dawn have been deceived by them, and now, the Scarlet Crusaders will carry out the name of justice once and for all!

But at the moment when the heavy axe fell, a stout figure rushed into the battle line, accompanied by an angry roar, the four attacking blood-colored crusaders were quickly kicked out, and the blood-colored knight led by him was directly pressed to the ground, his heavy axe was smashed next to his head by the figure, and the sharp breath that brushed his sideburns made this guy's hairs stand on end.

"Stay away from him, you mad dogs!"

Herod was still dressed in the same wild fashion, his shirt was naked, his chest was covered with interlaced scars, he wore metal shoulder pads on his left and right, he wore a chain mail leggings on his lower body, and a bright red cloak on his back, he shaved all his hair, and his smooth head and fierce face made this guy not look like a paladin at all, but like a bully who bullied the market.

But the golden light wrapped around Herod's red dragon-tattooed arms proved his identity, the warrior of the Silver Dawn and the commander of the Blackwood Lake front.

Herold stood up and kicked the vile man by the waist, kicking him far away, but he was still not satisfied, his fierce gaze swept over the onlookers, and some of the soldiers who were staring directly at him could not help but take a step back.

"You're a bunch of bastards, too! Pat yourself on the chest and think about who saved you from the battlefield, and some of you have been saved more than once! This is how you treat your savior? You deserve to die on the battlefield!"

"Smack"

The cold left hand rested on the shoulder of the excited Herold, the rough knight turned his head, and the death knight, who exuded an icy aura all over his body, shook his head at him,

"There's no need, it's just a deal. ”

After saying that, Thassarian was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by Herold, the heroic knights actually didn't treat Thassarian's gang very well, but Dick's subtlety in the past few years still had an effect, and he was at least not as extremely disgusted as those soldiers who "reformed" the undead.

Especially when both sides are on the same side.

"Hey, Captain, someone wants to see you! ”

Thassarian froze for a moment, but obediently followed Herold away, that was what it looked like, everywhere he went, everyone silently made way of a way, and the Death Knight didn't have to look back, he knew the eyes of those he had saved.

That's resentment, it's not about justice, it's not about evil, that's the line between life and death, that's all.