In the Great Melee on the Dalaran Plains 2 years ago, the high-level undead commanders such as Arthas, Kel'thugad and Anubarak fled back to the Dark Continent of Northrend in embarrassment, which made the undead who had just regained the advantage in the northern frontier become scattered again. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

However, due to the contradiction between the Silver Hand and the Scarlet Crusaders, the two sides did not seize this opportunity to advance the defensive line, and what should have been completed one year ago was dragged to the present.

But now is actually not too late, once the West Dalongmir is recaptured and the East Dalongmir is connected, this means that the Dalongmir area can resume production, which is definitely a great encouragement for Lordaeron's difficult restoration cause, and it is not in vain that Princess Kalia has been developing from the development of Theramore in recent years to the northern Xinjiang blood transfusion efforts.

As for the Tirisfa region, the forces of the region are now entangled, and the real chaos has become a pot of porridge, werewolves, adventurers, undead, and some mysterious cultists, even with the fanaticism and combat effectiveness of the Scarlet Crusaders, if you want to step into it, you have to think twice.

For now, Sidaronmir was left with the nail of Andorhar, and once it was knocked out, Mograini could focus all his attention on the Tirisfa region, and the Ember Bringer carried his famous weapon, rode on a majestic silver warhorse, and rushed towards the Tirisfa line in the slowly dark sky, behind him, the heavily armed paladins with resolute faces.

By the time they arrived at the battleground, the undead were already putting the finishing touches on it.

Mograine saw from afar the ferocity and rampant nature of the undead chasing the rout, which made the old knight furious, and he drew his sword from behind his back, raising it high, and behind him, the paladins lowered their masks and prepared to charge.

Renault-Mograini and Farbanks, who were following Old Mograini, also lowered their masks, and with the sound of their horses stomping on the ground, the paladins rushed down the slope, and crashed into the undead in an unshakable manner under the curtain of holy light that Mograine had almost pulled out of substance.

Just like what they have been accustomed to in the past 2 years, the old knight opened the way in front of him, the holy blade waved, left and right, the scorching heat made every undead that the blade touched, whether it was a fragile walking corpse, or a fierce and ugly ghoul, or even a death knight and elite skeleton, no matter what it was, after the pillar of light like a holy sword swept over, all that was left on the ground was the remains of burning flames, and the weaker ones were even directly burned into ashes by the high temperature.

This weapon that terrifies the undead is too targeted, the moment the scorching positive energy collides with the negative energy in the undead's body, only annihilation is generated, coupled with the deepening connection between old Mograine and the artifact, his strength is also increasing.

Recently, the old knight even found that his ash messenger had signs of form change, which was definitely a good thing for him, and the long conversation with Dick a long time ago made the old knight also know the special meaning of the artifact, and the form change meant that his control over the holy blade would be stronger!

This is a good thing, both for Mograini himself and for the war in the north.

However, when the old Mograine rushed into the deepest part of the brigade of undead, a black figure riding an undead war horse appeared in his eyes, looking at the familiar figure, his face under the mask changed drastically at this moment!

"Go back, get out, it's a trap!"

The sound of the old knight's urn echoed on the battlefield, and the other paladins raised their heads in surprise, and saw that the old paladin stopped his horse in place, and was about to turn the horse's head, although he didn't know what happened, but it must be a big deal to make the ash messenger so nervous!

The other paladins also began to adjust their direction, but before they could regain their charge, another black figure also stopped in their retreating path.

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

Riding on a skeletal horse covered with undead fire, the dwarven death knight Kurtaz in a green cloak raised his head, holding a scalp-tinging armor-piercing hammer in his left hand that lingered with the power of heavy frost, and with a single swing, the nearest paladin was cut with a terrible cross-shaped wound in his chest, and the poor knight was also knocked away by the great force, and finally rolled on the ground for several weeks like a broken doll, landing right in front of Mograine's warhorse.

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

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

The low, dry voice from behind him made old Mograini tremble once, and the man was right, the Ashbringer was a little afraid to face the Death Knight behind him.

After these two powerful death knights appeared, the surrounding low-level undead slowly withdrew from the battlefield very obediently, and formed a huge circle around those paladins, that is the battlefield of this battle, Farbanks's breath became short, because he saw the floating fortress in the distant sky, from behind the black clouds, slowly appeared!

It floated in the sky at a very high height, and the whole was like a turquoise quadrangular fortress, and in the four corners of the floating battle, they were dotted with hideous skull pendants, and the dark green flames could be seen clearly even from a distance.

That's definitely not the weapon that the righteous side should have!

Holy Light, this thing, this is a trap! Despicable trap!

Old Mograine's breathing became heavy, he jumped off his horse, took a deep breath, turned around, and looked at the Death Knight behind him, who also turned and dismounted, and under the black Scourge Lord's helmet was a face he knew all too well.

"I'm sorry... D'Sohan, I couldn't when you needed it most..."

"No, you don't need to apologize. ”

The death knight Da Sohan stretched his arms and took out a black, hideous black sword that made people despair when they saw it, almost as tall as his body, with potholes on the sword body, and black strips of cloth bound to it, full of despair and gloom.

But with Da Sohan's current hideous appearance, it will definitely make everyone who sees him tremble.

The former paladin, after his death, almost took the aesthetics of violence to the extreme, he held his heavy sword in front of him, and in the occasional scalp-numbing howl from the undead, he straightened his black steel hand armor, and said in an unimaginably cold voice,

"If you really apologize, then apologize with your death!"

After speaking, Da Sohan's left hand reached out, and the black energy rushed towards the old knight, the crimson six-pointed star rune beat in the palm of his hand, he had already dealt with the death knight too many times, the old Mograine knew what it was, once he was caught, he would be dragged down in front of the death knight, and then there would be a stormy attack.

Too many novice knights died under this blow, and when the death energy scurried, the old knight blocked the holy blade in front of his body, and the black-red death energy was like a liquid, quickly evaporated in the golden holy light.

But in this stunned effort, Da Sohan had already jumped up from the spot, raised his heavy sword in both hands, and slashed down from the sky, and the ash bringer in the old knight's hand was on top, and easily blocked the blow.

OK... Da Sohan is just a hero, and it seems that it is not so tricky that old Mograini can't handle it, but the next moment, the screams from behind make the old knight's face change greatly, and he almost forgot that there is not only Da Sohan here, a high-level death knight, but also Kurtaz!

Two against one!

Although old Mograini felt that he would not lose, there was no doubt that once he was entangled in the entanglement of two death knights, these paladins under his command had no hope of surviving in the face of such a number of undead.

"Bang!"

Old Mograine appeared behind him with wings of holy light, slashed Dasuhan with a sword, turned around and used the holy blade to block the armor-piercing hammer smashed down by Kurtaz, and under the whirring wind from behind, his head drooped down, but the blade of the giant sword still swept his helmet away!

At this moment, it entered a white-hot fierce battle, and old Mograine's expression had become hideous, and he turned his head and shouted to Fairbanks and Renault,

"I'll make a way for you! Get out! Get reinforcements!"

With that, the old knight grasped the hilt of the Holy Blade with both hands, turned around and spun lightly, and after dodging the hammer blow of Kurtaz, raised the Holy Blade above his head, and slashed downward!

This slash vividly embodied the powerful energy control of the epic hero, an almost substantial golden energy blade fell from the sky, like an enlarged ash messenger, everywhere it went, the undead who blocked the way were purified by the scorching light, and when the light dissipated, a wide avenue appeared in the center of the sea of the undead!

That's a path to ashes!

He really was able to single-handedly open the way for the paladins to retreat, Farbanks is an old knight, he has been fighting with Mograine since he was young, he has always had confidence in Mograine, so the moment the road opened, Fairbanks closed his visor and raised his sword,

"Knights, follow me and rush out!

The paladins who can be selected by old Mograine are also elite guys, so they can naturally understand what they should do now, and they don't need to be reminded by Farbanks, they just follow the path of ashes and break out frantically.

Fairbanks was at the end, and he glanced back and shouted,

"Come with me, Renault, we should go!"

Old Mograini's eldest son, the paladin Renaud Mograini, who had been reborn like a bone in the past 2 years, slashed a ghoul that pounced on him with teeth and claws, he shook his head and shouted,

"No, Fairbanks, I'm going to stay and fight with my father, I can't leave him here alone, let's go, get reinforcements!"

After saying that, Renault's whole body shone with holy light, turned around and rushed back into the battle formation, Farbanks froze, gritted his teeth, stabbed the long sword in his hand into the forehead of a ghoul, raised his horsewhip, and prepared to rush out.

And after Mograini slashed this blow, he was also slashed in the back by Da Sohan's sword that attacked from behind, and the ordinary sacred barrier was completely unable to block the full force of the hero Death Knight's blow, and Mograine's body fell out in embarrassment.

Kurtaz and Dasohan did not pursue, and the two men surrounded Mograini, who was lifted by Renault from the ground, one on the left and one on the right, and behind them, the undead were already surrounded by mountains.

"Ahem, kid... You shouldn't have stayed!"

Old Mograine sealed the wound behind his back with holy light, expelling the energy of death from his body, and while holding the Ash Messenger in his hand, he said to his son, who was back to back,

"You should come with Fairbanks! they can't help me!"

Mograini couldn't see Reynolds' expression, he only heard his son's courageous response,

"No, Father, I can't keep you here!

The old knight's expression softened,

"Okay, then we father and son, let's go to hell together today! Cover me, Renault!"

"Yes, Father!"

Renault turned around, and a hint of madness flashed in his lowered eyes.

"Poof..."

Farbanks' eyes widened, and the next moment, he roared with all his strength,

"No, Renault, you traitor!!"