The sky suddenly lit up, and a huge circle appeared in the air, and red energy began to gather and form flames. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info a cloud of smoke gathered on the edge of the circle, flames churned in the circle, and then swept down like a tornado.

The huge pillar of fire hit the ground, and the undead in the center instantly vaporized, and the flames spread rapidly in all directions, and the undead team was turned into a sea of fire, and the heat wave mixed with scorching stench blew on the faces of the human soldiers.

The flames burned incessantly, and the smoke covered the battlefield, and the undead who were burning with flames rushed out of the smoke and were shot one by one by the far-reachers.

The flames were burning all the time, and the human army even felt that the undead on the ground had been wiped out, except for the gargoyles that were still howling in the sky.

"Ah, Sylvanas. You seem to be getting some amazing help. "Arthas walked out of the smoke, his body wrapped in a blue unknown energy field, and the flames did not pose any threat to him." You've cost me a lot of men, and it's going to take a lot of cemeteries to build up. ”

Frost Sorrow glowed blue, and the runes on the sword lit up one after another. Arthas's sword pointed at the ground, and the cold air gushed out from the tip of the sword, spreading rapidly, and where the cold air passed, the earth froze and the flames were extinguished.

It didn't take more than 5 minutes for the Heavenly Fire summoned by 170 mages to be extinguished. The smoke slowly faded, revealing the regrouped army of the undead within.

"Arthas!" Sylvanas clenched her longbow tightly, her voice coming out of her teeth.

"Ma'am, are those people behind you recruits for me?" Arthas's voice was mocking. "You're so understanding, I seem to have seen some acquaintances, those lost dogs of Lordaeron." Alsace

"Arthas!" Benny was bathed in a pillar of light, the mark on his forehead shining brightly.

"Oh, it's you!" Alsace's eyes narrowed slightly under his helmet. "You're causing me a lot of trouble in Lordaeron."

"Thank you for the compliment." Benny bowed his head slightly. "But can you take a shower and come out and talk? The smell on your body is like being soaked in the toilet bowl since you were born. ”

"You're not like a pastor, Smith, who likes to pay lip service. Will this allow you to defeat the army behind me? ”

"Of course not, but at least it will reduce my nausea in the face of you." Benny had a disdainful smile on his lips.

"You've made me angry, Pastor." Arthas lifts up the Frost Sorrow. "Kill them! Turn them into slaves to me and my director! ”

The regrouped army of the undead howled and began to march. Benny retreated from the array and nodded at Gavin Rader.

"Prepare to take the enemy!"

The human front rang out with the sound of armor clashing, and the heavily armored soldier leaned forward slightly, placing his shield on the ground in front of him.

The undead are getting closer.

50 yards.

"Archers! Arrows of Light! Free Fire! ”

The elves sent clusters of arrows with holy light into the heads of the abominations, and the abominations in the front row fell one by one.

30 yards.

"Blessings!"

A golden light enveloped the entire front, and the holy light slowly dissipated, attaching to shields, weapons, and armor.

20 yards.

"Raise your shield!"

"Phew!" The soldier let out a neat shout, his shield lying in front of him, his spear resting in the gap between his shield.

"Engage the enemy!"

"Hah!"

The spear pierced the undead's head in a uniform alignment, and the spear was drawn. Blood splatters. The undead in the first row fell limply to the ground, and the undead in the back row collided with the shield. Without massive abominations, they would be completely unable to shake those massive tower shields.

"Stay in formation! Stab! ”

The spear thrust out again, and the undead fell in pieces. But they were not useless, they had no pain, no fear, and the spears that pierced their bodies were caught by the undead, and the soldiers could not pull their spears back.

"Draw your sword!"

The soldiers in the front row threw away their spears and drew their long swords at their waists.

"Push!"

"Phew!" The walls of shields pushed forward and retreated in a roar, shields shifted to the left, swords were sent, flesh and limbs flew in the air.

"Meat grinder!" The dragon eagle knight hovering in the sky suddenly shouted. "Azimuth 12, Area A5, Quantity 40!"

500 meters ahead, 40 taels of meat grinders!

"Stand ready!"

The magic circle lit up at the feet of the mages who had already retreated to the city gate, and blue energy waves spread out from the city gate, and the energy slowly condensed, forming a square roof above the position. The minced flesh with the plague smashed on the stand, making a snapping sound, and then was broken down into gas by the stand.

Sylvanas commanded the Wanderers to retreat from the array's corridors and stand on the erected chests, just above the height of the human soldiers, allowing them to provide support with bows and arrows.

"Direction 3, there is a gap!"

Benny was exactly at 1 o'clock, and he had noticed there. The spiritual power spread out, linking with the holy light in the air, and the holy light above the 3 points was visibly condensed into a chapter-long needle-like strip of light. The Thorn of Holy Light, the group attack version of the Holy Light Flying Sword.

Countless thorns of light fell from the top of the corpses and pierced into the corpses of the undead, howling and turning into torches of corpses.

The front of the 3 o'clock position was suddenly empty, and the reserve forces in the back row quickly blocked the gap.

Benny gasped, took a bottle of mana potion from his bag on his waist, and poured it down. Benny quickly ran back to the 1 o'clock position and stared at Arthas, who was standing not far away, his helmet making it difficult for Benny to read his expression. But Benny knew he was about to make a move.

The battle went on, slowly, for 6 hours, the sky was already a little dark, and the undead were tireless, endlessly attacking the defensive line. One by one, the soldiers fell, and were pulled back to the line by their companions, who were quickly burned to prevent them from becoming what they had been resisting.

The battle in the sky is long over, with only a handful of dragon eagle knights and gargoyles hovering in the air, providing information to their side.

"Benny, something is wrong, why hasn't Arthas been moving?" Sylvanas rubbed her reddened wrists, overusing her bow and arrows to put a heavy load on her wrists and shoulders.

"I don't know, but it's good for us." Benny gasped slightly, and the frequent use of various spells to support the front also made him a big burden.

"Yes." Sylvanas nodded. "Silvermoon City should have retreated halfway by now."

"There are still six hours to go, and I just hope that Alsace can continue to stand still and pretend."

"Pretending?" Benny's words in Chinese, Sylvanas, didn't understand at all.

"It's nothing, I just hope that Arthas had better stay out of the fight."

Benny just dialed up the atmosphere for himself, and the high-intensity fighting and attrition made him a little irritable.