The paladins were drowned in the tide of the undead, but they stood there like a solid stone submerged by the waves. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The paladin, who was severely physically exhausted, retreated into the circle, and other paladins filled his vacancy. The battle had been going on for more than an hour, and the paladins had not been swallowed up by the army of the undead, but had moved forward slightly. The eerie whistling of the Holy Light cannons was constantly heard from behind, and their support took a considerable amount of pressure off the paladins.

"Do I have to do it myself?" Darkan clenched his staff with black crystals.

"My lord!" a monk ran up the hill, his expression flustered. "Our rear is under attack!"

"What?" Darkan turned around with a snort, and a holy light suddenly lit up in the distance. "Where did they come from?!" The whole of Quel'Thalas was occupied by the undead, and he had arranged for sentries and acolytes to guard various key locations, how could they get here without a sound!

"The sentinels of the Tower of the Far Wanderer haven't returned for half an hour. The acolyte wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Fool!" black energy surged from the staff, clutching the acolyte's neck. "You're only telling me now!"

"Lord ------- I ----" explained the voice was choked in his throat, and the black energy broke his neck.

Darkan stood in place, his face kept changing, his strength was weakened, the previous endless stream of dark power was a little obscure and difficult to control, and the whispers of the master in his mind had not sounded for a long time, these people launched an attack at this time.

"My lord?" the sounds of battle could already be heard in the rear, and the light kept flashing to alert them that the attacking troops were getting closer, and another undead acolyte had to be born to warn.

"Retreat!" Darkan's eyes darkened.

"Your Excellency?!" Retreat now, which would be tantamount to giving up all the undead gathered here, which is 80% of their power in Quel'Thalas.

"Withdraw those elite forces, we retreat!"

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Kael'thas finally led his troops to the intended place of attack, and without any hesitation, he ordered his troops to attack, and the foul-smelling debris obviously did not expect an army to suddenly appear behind them.

The troops fired a volley, and the heavy infantry broke through the formation of the undead army without hindrance, and the undead who pounced on the knights finally reacted and pounced on the army that suddenly appeared behind them.

They howled and pounced on the shield-wielding soldiers like a spiked fortress, and golden light bullets shot from the gaps in the shields, turning the undead into torches of rotten flesh, and their souls were purified and liberated in the wail.

Kael'thas stood in the distance, huge fireballs smashing into the army of the undead, exploding flames into patches of reapers, his heart filled with the pleasure of revenge. It was these debris that destroyed his country, and now, he is back, and as unstoppable as the undead who attacked them in the first place!

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Darkan saw Kael'thas through the only remaining gargoyles in the sky, narrowed his black eyes, and disappeared with the other undead into the teleportation circle.

The undead lost their command, and with only the last command left in their minds for them by the acolytes, they continued to pounce on those who were alive, and even if their heads were cut off, the madness in their minds would not subside.

Four hours had passed since the early morning attack, and the tide of the undead that seemed to have never ended was gradually drying up, and a huge fireball had eliminated the last abomination, and Kael'thas frowned.

"Kyle!" the Knights and Kael'thas finally converged, and Benny walked over and patted Kael'thas with God.

"Benny. Kael'thas frowned. "Did you spot Darkan?"

Benny shook his head, he wasn't sure if the man who was talking during the attack was Darkan, but he hadn't seen anyone like Darkan since the battle began.

"The traitor fled. Kael'thas clenched his fists.

"We're going to catch him, there's no way for him to escape. "That pathetic wallgrass is no longer a threat now, and the sheer number of undead here should be the last strength Darkan can muster.

"He's an eternal disgrace to the Quel'Salas!"

"Clear the surrounding undead as soon as possible, Silvermoon City is not far from us!"

Kael'thas nodded heavily, the Well of the Sun, not far away.

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In August of the 21st year of the Dark Gate, the tri-clan alliance army that marched on Quel'Salas won without suspense, more than 80% of Quel'Thalas's undead forces were wiped out at the Queldore Gate, and Darkan Drahir, the biggest traitor of Quel'Thalas and the commander of the undead army, fled, and his whereabouts are unknown. The tri-clan alliance continued to advance towards Silvermoon City after a brief period of repairs and supplies.

Every elf in the army had a smile on their face, and the pride that had disappeared for a long time returned to them, and they held their heads slightly high, and their hearts were full of excitement. Quel'Salas, their lost homeland, will soon return to the arms of the Queldore.

"Benny. Kael'thas, who had been silent all the way, suddenly spoke. "Thank you. ”

"Why do you say that all of a sudden? "After a few months together, Benny and Kael'thas have become 'friends', and this king of elves, who had a lot of controversy in his previous life, has not been as crazy as he was in his previous life.

"Without you, I don't know what Quel'Salas would have paid for all that happened. ”

"It's not a one-sided help, and there's no need to say thank you at all. Benny thinks he got more out of Quel'Thalas, and during this time, almost everything for war and construction was provided by Quel'Thalas.

"As long as I'm alive, Dawn Light will always be an ally of Quel'Thalas, and no one can change it. ”

"Of course. The same goes for Dawn Light, though I may not have lived as long as you. Benny smiled, even if something happened to Kael'thas, it was impossible for Quel'Thallas and Dawnlight, who were already tightly entangled, to be separated.

"You will live a long life. Kael'thas also laughed, although he didn't know how strong Benny was, but judging from his performance in the war, at least he would not be weaker than him, a strong man who surpassed the 'mortal boundary', also surpassed the restraints of his body, and his lifespan would not be short.

"Report!" an elven scout suddenly ran to the front of the group. "One kilometre to the east, troll activity was spotted. ”

Kael'thas frowned, and Benny waved his hand to halt the army's advance. (To be continued.) )