"Hey, soldier, we look like we're going to die!" cried Helena with little grace. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The High Elf Ranger was now cowering behind Paul, her ten fingers already stained with her own blood, and though she was still struggling to hold the longbow, the trembling bowstring hadn't shot an arrow for a long time.

"Elf, do you know that in our hometown, the more we are dying, the more we can't mention this word of death, then there will be no way to return to the embrace of the Holy Light. Paul grinned his dry lips and tried to make a smiling face, but failed because of the stiffness of his facial muscles.

Just now, Paul had lost his last companion, and now, along with Helena, the High Elf ranger, was surrounded by dozens of orcs - a ranger who had long since lost his ability to fight.

"What's my business, I don't believe in the Light...... Helena pursed her lips, twisted her feet slightly, and fell down on Paul's back.

"Hey, you ......" felt the petite and soft body leaning on his back, even in the face of death, Paul couldn't help but tremble, he wanted to put his backhand around Helena and give her a warm hug, but he still didn't, just clenched his two-handed sword more resolutely - if I kept holding the sword, I couldn't hold you tightly, but if I didn't have a sword in my hand, what would I do to protect you?

"Hey, soldier, don't you have a good idea? Say whatever you want! The last time you said you were going to use lightning to split these guys, didn't you really slash them with lightning? Say it again!" Helena leaned lazily against Paul's back, and although she couldn't feel a trace of warmth through the cold plate armor, she still felt very comfortable, like a quilt in the morning, which made people feel nostalgic.

Alas, this elven ranger is good everywhere, but his brain is not very good—Paul sighed inwardly, and with his sword in hand, he cut off the right arm of an orc who tried to get close to him.

The green arm fell to the ground along with the weapon, and blood gushed out of the orc's shoulder, splashing Paul's body, and the orc who had lost his arm fell to his knees, covering his wound with his hand and letting out a terrible howl, and his companions were slightly frightened by this, and for the time being, they did not rush forward to kill Robin and Helena - victory was mine, life was theirs, anyway, the dog man and woman (Helena: Hey, what about you, that's you, you filthy orc, who do you say are dog men and women?, old lady arrow...... Oops, my fingers hurt...... Sooner or later, it would be broken into pieces, but the human seemed to have some strength, so there was no need to rush to be the first one.

Paul had actually used up the last of his strength, and he plunged his two-handed sword into the soft blood-soaked ground beneath him, barely holding himself up.

"What can I say, if I may, I hope that a good red dragon will appear and help us defeat these enemies, just as I did in Nanhai Town. Paul's tone was full of bitterness and self-deprecation.

After arriving in Southsea with His Majesty King Terenus, Paul learned about the defense of Southsea from his former colleagues in the Royal Guard of Lordaeron, now the Paladins.

Colleagues have mentioned that a good red dragon has appeared, helping the humans to repel the red dragons on the orc side, but the same scene cannot happen a second time!

[[Archmage Antonidas stroked his beard: "Young man, don't talk nonsense, that red dragon was obviously repelled by our battle mage troops in Dalaran. ”

Xiaoshuang: "Stinky old man shameless! That stupid dragon was obviously scared away by me!"

White Yaksha Silver: "Little Frost Lord Saigao! Antonidas stinky old man dares to take credit, write him to death tomorrow." ”

Archmage Antonidas: "Author, you ......"

vomiting three liters of blood, Archmage Antonidas, pawn. 】】

"Nonsense, you don't know yet, the red dragons have long since joined the orc side, and they are no longer the guardians of Azeroth......" Helena felt that Paul's words were too unreliable, and couldn't help but muster up the last of her energy and taunted him.

"Of course I knew it couldn't be, but ......," Paul was about to say, "You told me to say whatever I wanted," when he heard a thunderous roar from the distant sky, interrupting him.

The roar was so loud that it could be heard throughout the Arathi Heights, and everyone on the battlefield—all humans, trolls, orcs, dwarves, and high elves, even the less-so-brained ogres—was drawn to the roar, stopped what they were doing, and looked in unison at the southeastern sky.

When everyone stopped what they were doing, the whole battlefield seemed to be silent, only Helena's impatient coquettishness continued: "What's the matter?

"Dragon......" Paul felt as if his tongue had a knot, and he struggled to spit out a very vague word.

"What's that?" Helena twisted on Paul's back, lay on top of him, followed his gaze to the horizon, and then became momentarily sluggish.

"Dragon!" After a brief moment of daze, Helena began to be ecstatic, she grabbed Paul's shoulder with her hand and shook it vigorously, and shouted, "You're right again, the dragon is really here!"

"Dragon......" Paul repeated in a low voice, but his face turned extremely gray - yes, he was blinded again, the dragon did come - but didn't this mean that the destruction of the combined forces of humans and High Elves would come sooner?

Perhaps intellectually, the orcs were noticeably slower to react than Helena and Paul, but that didn't affect their joy at this point - the red dragon was here, and would these damned humans, elves, and dwarves still have a way to live?

The sound reached the battlefield first, but the speed of the dragon's flight was much slower, and even so, at this time, even the worst of the eyesight ogres could clearly see that a red dragon with a body length of tens of meters was flapping its wings and flying towards the top of the battlefield.

"Hammer of Destruction, the Red Dragon is here!" Kilrog said excitedly to Orgrim.

"Well, I saw that. Orgrim was a little calm, knowing that he had already won the victory, and in order to allow Grom and Zuhd to break through the human defenses at the northern end of the Sador Bridge more quickly, Orgrim did not mobilize the Red Dragon to cooperate with his raid.

Now, the presence of the Red Dragons means that Grom and Zuhd have finally lived up to their expectations and successfully defeated the defenders at the northern end of the Sador Bridge, allowing the Red Dragons to free themselves and continue to destroy human armies and cities along the way...... The red dragon that flew into battle looked like a giant dragon, could it be that Taranistaz himself had done it?I wonder how the commander of the human army returning from the northern end of the Sador Bridge to the aid of Fort Riptide felt when he saw such a large dragon passing above him?--Orgrim thought happily.