When the sun rose for the second time, almost all the troops that Deathknell could dispatch had already arrived at the Urn City at the pass of Deathstroke Town and were ready for action.

(The urn city was a semi-circular or square gate city built outside the city gate to strengthen the defense of the castle or pass.) The two sides are connected with the city wall, and there are defensive facilities such as arrow towers, gates, and pheasant moats. Usually, the gate of the urn city is not in the same straight line as the gate that it is protected, so as to prevent the attack of weapons such as battering rams. ）

Xia hid behind the female wall and looked into the distance, she could already see the smoke and dust rolled up by the horse's hooves, and the ground under her feet gradually began to shake uncontrollably. She looked at Simon worriedly, unsure of what a day's preparation could do to a battle of disparity.

And Simon stared coldly at the blood-colored banner waving in the wind. "They're coming!"

"All ready!" Executive Segard shouted loudly as he brandished the massive sword in his hand.

"For Sylvanas' victory!" The soldiers roared back.

The number of guards is simply too small. Sia looked left and right, not knowing where Mick had taken Vicky, and subconsciously moved closer to Simon.

"Are you afraid?" Simon stared silently ahead, but there was a hint of pleasure in his tone of affection for her proximity.

"No......" Sia stared intently at the enemy that was gradually becoming clearer in her field of vision. However, a little nervous. ”

"Don't worry, we don't have many of us, but this pass was built just in case. They want to break through ...... Hmph, it's not that easy. Simon sneered, but out of nowhere he picked up a small purple gem and placed it carefully in the palm of Thea's hand. However, you better hold this well, this thing can save your life at a critical moment. I'm not going to let you have anything to do with it anyway. Stay here, I'll take a look. With that, he turned and walked towards Segaard, who was nervously deploying.

Thea looked at Simon's back and felt a little confused. The small purple orb in her hand was gently clenched by her, and a warm feeling came from her fingertips, like a ray of sunshine gradually tearing apart the fog-like confusion in her heart. At this moment, Xia clearly realized her heart.

She didn't want to die again! Now that you are back in this world, you have to try to live. She still has someone to think about. Yes, it's not over yet. As her thoughts became clearer, a warm power erupted from the depths of her heart, filling her body, a power she was familiar with. Even though she had forgotten everything, the power of this moment in the depths of her soul was as calm and confident as ever.

"O Holy Light, please take care of me! Shia spread her hands, centered on her body, and the bright light shone brightly, and then spread out like waves in all directions. The warriors who were swept by this gentle light felt their fatigue swept away, and the feeling of strength in their bodies made them can't help but let out a roar full of war.

In the distance, Mograini could see the blinding light from the tower.

"It's ironic that the undead can still wield the power of the Light, these blasphemers......" he snorted angrily, drawing his sword, "kill them all." Make them pay for their crimes. Warriors, for the Light! Offensive!! ”

The battle horn sounded loudly over the pass, and the fanatical blood-colored warriors attacked.

The first wave of Scarlet warriors had already rushed to the edge of the Urn City under cover from behind. They were greeted by a rain of stones and swords, but with minimal casualties. The Scarlet Knight's shining shield of light removed most of the damage from them. And this was only the first wave of attacks, and they set up several rudimentary wooden ladders on the walls of the urn city, and the blood-colored warriors below began to climb.

"Let's figure it out!" An undead guard leaned out of the female wall and threw a few stones down with all his might, shouting at Segard, "Their shield of light is like a tortoise shell!" Our arrows and weapons can barely hurt them. If this continues, sooner or later they will attack the city walls! ”

Segard commanded like crazy, "Quick! Cut down the ladder! And you, magic apprentices, even if you only throw a fireball, do it. Oh, damn it! ”

Everyone knows very well that although the Urn City is the first line of defense, if the enemy breaks through the defense of the Urn City so easily, then, with the current blood consumption of troops, it is only a matter of time before the main city wall behind is lost. Therefore, it is necessary to consume as many Scarlet soldiers as possible before they break through to the Urn City.

The few apprentices of magic no longer retain their magic powers, and do everything they can to throw fireballs at the wooden ladder. However, this only burned the wooden ladder, and the blood-colored warrior with the holy light continued to climb almost unaffected.

Mograini looked at the apparently dominant battle situation in front of him, pointed to the faint small fireball that was being thrown down the wall, and turned to his deputy and joked proudly, "Undead spells, nothing more than that." I bet you can't even kill our hounds. It seems that we can take this place without reinforcements! …… What happened to you? He asked the deputy, whose face suddenly turned pale and ugly.

The deputy pointed with difficulty to the wall and motioned for him to turn back.

As if in response to Mograine's sneer, a white light shrouded the walls. As the same warm aura swept over the Scarlet Warriors, the shields of holy light on their bodies vanished, and arrows and magic immediately fell on them, knocking them off the wooden ladder and taking their lives.

The Scarlet Warriors, who had lost the shield of the Holy Light, could no longer approach the walls with ease. Correspondingly, the morale of the undead guards is getting higher and higher! The one-sided battle situation immediately became stalemate.

"Damn it!" Mograini looked at the white light that spread from the city walls, grinding his molars in a rage. "The undead actually have a priest of this level, this shameful betrayer of the Holy Light. Kill him! He cried out frantically, "What about my mages? What about archers? Concentrate your fire on the middle and take out their priests! ”

"However, Lord Mograini, because of the rapid march, there are not many mages accompanying the army this time. Most mages haven't gotten a good rest since taking Agamand. Now we only have thirty mages who can fight, and there are slightly more archers, but only seventy or eighty. Isn't it too risky to centralize all of our remoteness? The deputy reminded him. Moreover, most of the priest corps was still in the rear and did not keep up. We'd better be on the safe side now. ”

"Look at that poor little fireball, they don't have the range we have. But what you say makes sense," Mograine pondered for a moment, "to be on the safe side, so be it—a herald!" Bring in two-thirds of the mages and archers from the flanks, tell them to stand in their maximum range and attack, and tell the warriors in front of them to retreat and flank. Are battering rams ready? After receiving an affirmative reply, Mograini continued to arrange, "Let the remaining long-range cover battering rams attack the side gates of the urn city, and try to quickly break through the urn city and attack the main wall." ”

"Yes, perfect plan, Lord Mograini, I'll dispatch it right away." The deputy saluted him excitedly and turned away.

Mograini sneered and bared his teeth as he watched the white light spread from the walls. He wanted to see how long the betrayer of the Light could last.