Chapter 1632

It was this woman named Mi Ran, who led the fierce picture of the Alliance soldiers fighting the skeleton undead army, and the huge white cat wearing fiery red armor was impressively listed.

The war spread.

The undead died in waves and waves, as if they never ended.

Mi Ran led the alliance soldiers to fight bloodily, and the alliance soldiers are decreasing day by day, but there are more and more undead.

Finally, one day, the army was overwhelmed.

The undead are a high-level species, and their combat power is only stronger than that of the Alliance Army.

"Mi Shuai, Stormwind City has fallen, and the Alliance army has suffered countless casualties."

"Mi Shuai, Lord Ye Meng, with 30,000 main generals in Phoenix City, went into the abyss, and there has been no news back so far, I'm afraid that I won't be able to come back for a while."

"Mi Shuai, I just got an urgent report, Seven Star City and Daluo City have fallen! Lingshan is under the enemy, there are no reinforcements, and the 30 million high-level battle groups of the undead are coming to the city, you ...... Let's go! ”

Mi Ran held his head high, like a javelin.

"I said, I won't die, and Lingshan City won't break!"

"I promised him that I would protect Lingshan City and never break my word!"

"Colleagues of the Alliance Army, I now need a death squad of 3,000 people, stay and follow me and stop the undead! The other alliance troops, the people who escorted Lingshan City, went out of the city from the back mountain, who wanted to leave their lives behind? ”

"Mi Shuai, I'm Kunlun Gaoxiang, and I volunteered to stay for my life!"

"Mi Shuai, I am the second dog of Shushan Ding, and I also volunteered to stay!"

"I, Donghua Zhao Junlong!"

"Penglai, Yao Jing!"

"Penglai, Zhou An'an!"

“......”

"Leave a suicide note!"

The battle to defend the city, the battle of sacrifice, the battle of the Jedi.

Mi Ran led three thousand death squads, forgetting their lives and forgetting death, defending the city to the death, buying time for the people of Lingshan City to escape, and fighting to the last drop of blood.

3,000 death squads, none survived.

The statue of the guardian goddess, which had just been built, had its head knocked into the distance.

"Xiaobai, let's go!"

"You're not a Terran, so you don't need to die with me."

Mi Ran was covered in blood, and the long sword was stationed.

The armor on his body was torn.

"Meow!"

"You survive, wait until you meet him, tell him, I don't regret it!"

"Meow!"

"Get out!"

Mi Ran slapped the big white cat with a palm.

The big white cat has long been injured, this one, no matter how he can't get up, the last thing his eyes see is the figure of Mi Shuai running towards the undead army.

A flower in front of my eyes.

What Lin Yan saw again was the picture in front of him.

Back to reality.

The memory that Lao Bai gave him just now left a deep impression on him and a deep shock.

The handsome woman is gone, and the vicissitudes of life.

Only this white cat is telling people about the tragedy of the year.

"Miran!!"

Lin Yan muttered softly, unconsciously, with tears in his eyes.

He was so moved by this handsome woman and the three thousand death squads.

And this cat demon turned out to be a witness to history and a former participant, and has lived until now.

Xiaobai has already become an old white.

"How many years?"

"You, have you waited for that person?"

Old Bai prostrate down and looked up at Miran's statue.

Whispered: "Meow-"