The sound of broken spears, the wailing of horses, the crash of armor, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and the groans of people and the dead filled the land. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

More than 800 cavalrymen who charged in the front row fell in an instant. The huge sprinting force not only broke the cavalry spear, but many cavalrymen were also rushed off their horses by the huge force, and the probability of survival was extremely low. Even experienced cavalrymen should be vigilant in the event of such a charge. Not to mention that most of these cavalry were novice cavalry.

After a charge, the Forsaken soldiers were not feeling well. The Forsaken who charged in front of the first few rows were superimposed by the cavalry spears in the hands of the cavalry, like skewers of flesh that had been pierced, until they reached the limit of the cavalry spears and broke them.

The heavily armed war horse charging at high speed looks like a giant elephant. The impact of the high-speed charge knocked all the Forsaken in its path away. The cavalrymen shouted, slashing their one-handed swords left and right, and the arms and heads of the Forsaken on the left and right were cut off from time to time.

Bridget had already lost the riding spear in her hand, and when she charged, her riding spear even skewered three forsaken before it broke, and she was almost knocked off her horse by the reaction force. It can only be said that the toughness of this batch of riding guns is too good and needs to be improved.

The constant cacophony of sounds in her ears drove Brigitte into a frenzy, and she roared like a vent, constantly swinging the one-handed sword in her hand. On the body of the sword, the holy light is immersed in the sword body, and the weapon with the holy light bonus slices into the body of the forsaken like slicing tofu. The Forsaken let out a soul-damaged scream.

Surrounded by soldiers around him, Putress charged at the human cavalry. Although he didn't want to do so, it was clear that the soldiers around him who were holding him hostage would not approve of his idea.

Putress could only stare at the Forsaken soldiers who stood in his way, and he was knocked backwards by the charging human cavalry, and the cavalry spear in the human cavalry's hand snapped at a soldier in plate armor. The speed of the horse was slowed, and before the human could draw his one-handed sword in front of him, the Forsaken protecting him jumped out and knocked down the horseman.

Before the Forsaken could struggle with the cavalry, the human cavalry horses that followed stepped directly on them, and a series of bones breaking and human screams were heard throughout the battlefield.

A third wave of cavalry then rushed towards the Forsaken Apothecary, who seemed to have a high status. A group of cavalry deliberately charged this way, rushing towards Putress, who was protected by everyone. At the same time, a one-handed sword slashed at the soldiers around Putres.

Putress snorted coldly, looked at the forsaken around him who were blocking the cavalry, and shouted. "Stop them, give me some time!"

Putress fumbled around himself, and he quickly pulled out a red reagent bottle. Putres's carrion-stained face showed a look of hesitation. He looked up at the Forsaken soldiers around him who were fighting the human cavalry.

There were constant human cavalry being pulled off their horses and overwhelmed by undead soldiers. There are also human cavalrymen who are constantly swords, killing a forsaken, and the situation is very unfavorable for them.

A few kilometers away, in Lordaeron, the gates were still closed, and there was no intention of coming out to answer them.

Now, the number of Forsaken soldiers who have been hit one after another is not much left.

I, Putress, am the future king of the Undercity, how could I die in this place? Hmph, make a sacrifice to the future king.

Putres sneered a few times, and the red reagent bottle in his hand was still in the cavalry blocking their escape.

The red reagent bottle exploded, and a large cloud of red smoke rose up, enveloping the human cavalry and the Forsaken who had blocked their progress.

The red smoke began to hear the sound of human coughing, the neighing of horses, and the muffled moans of Forsaken soldiers. Soon, the smoky place became silent.

The pathway is opened.

"Let's go! Let's go! Before the Forsaken soldiers around him could react, Putress rushed towards Lordaeron first, and the Forsaken soldiers behind him hurriedly followed.

On this battlefield, no one noticed this.

The commander of the Forsaken soldiers was already dead, and there was no one to give the order for them to retreat. On the human cavalry side, Bridget's 2,000 cavalry did not penetrate the Forsaken's line, although they killed many of the Forsaken as they charged. But these Forsaken were clearly not puppets, and they would rather use their rotting bodies to block the cavalry's charge, mixing the cavalry and infantry together.

"Is this a good thing that stupid commander did? How many more casualties will the Crusaders have?! In the sky, the commander of the helicopter, Aldous looked at the melee below and said dissatisfied, "It's good now, we don't even dare to make a move!" The main thing is! I'm going to have less gold! ”

"Instructor, the spirits of the undead in Lordan Lenri are beginning to assemble. They seem to be coming out! "In the intercom of Aldous, the sound of observing the plane can be heard." The doors are open! However, no one rushed over. We're going to fly over Lordaeron, right? ”

"No, don't go!" Aldous directly refused, and he said in a warning version, "Girls, remember. There's something out there that can knock us down, trust me. This is my experience of surviving many air battles. ”

"Hey, there's a stream of undead rushing out from below?!"

Aldous looked down, and indeed a large group of Forsaken people had scurried out of the melee, rushing towards the open gates of Lordaeron.

"Then what else is there to say! Shoot! Aldous said happily as he flew over the plane, but immediately cursed.

On the way of the undead's escape, puffs of white, red, and green smoke constantly appeared, blocking their vision.

"Damn it! Everybody shoots at those smokes! Aldous gritted his teeth and scolded, "My gold! Shoot! Shoot! Shoot! ”

In the thick smoke below, Putress kept throwing bottles as he walked, and puffs of smoke rose from them.

"Ahem, ahem!" Putress coughed as he briskly ran towards the open door. The same goes for the surrounding Forsaken soldiers.

Apparently, the contents of these bottles also have an effect on their forgotten ones.

"Quick... Come on! We could only last 10 minutes in it! Putress coughed, "This is the plague I made, it has some effect on us forsaken, we need to rush out!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the overwhelming sound of cannon fire rang out, countless points of light entered the range of smoke, and the dust on the ground was blown up.

From time to time, the Forsaken are killed around him!

"Help me!" Putress couldn't help but shout at the soldiers around him, and two tall skeletons held him up and rushed quickly towards the open gate of Lordaeron.

At the edge of the jungle, a man wearing a blue cloak and a cloak cap came out, the edge of the cape, two slender ears sticking out, and blonde hair appearing in the hood.

She was followed by several soldiers in Crusader robes.

"Director Norris, our men are fighting here?!" The soldier behind him asked anxiously, "Shall we go and help?!" ”

It was Norris, and after getting the news of her agents, she crossed the Haru Canyon and rushed all the way over. I didn't expect to meet the Crusaders here.

"I'm going to help them, and you guys are going to contact our security agents in Gadar and Brill." Norris turned her head, blue eyes staring at them expressionlessly. "Remember to take off your robes and all the things that mark the Crusaders. In the future, you will only exist in the archives of our Fifth Legion! No! It's in our archives in the safest place! Do you understand? ”

"I give you the greatest privilege to reach out to the people you think are worth reaching. Develop the downline that you think can be developed! Remember, we're doing it all for Lordaeron! For the Legion Commander! ”

Several soldiers behind her glanced at each other, a solemn salute showing determination!

"Go ahead, if you need anything, just find our point of contact in Gadar." Norris gave them one last look, "Remember, your interests are in the same league as Captain Harvey!" Only when he is in power will your family develop better. ”

Norris watched their distant backs until they disappeared from sight. Then he turned his horse's head and looked at the battlefield over there.

She pulled out a quaint longbow from her magic bag. This strangely shaped bow has a body the color of tree bark, and it has very long hooks around the edges, on which are carved with High Elf patterns, and the bow is slender, as tall as a small half-man.

She tugged on the crumbling bowstring, which hummed.

"It's time to show the real technology, isn't it?" Norris laughed at herself as she pulled a quiver from her backpack and put it on her back, and when she was done, she turned her head to look at the ruins of Lordaeron.

"Being a dead person is an eternal torment for you, right? Sylvanas Windranger. Your family is so proud, and now it's down to this point. ”

Norris looked at the abandoned city and sighed, and continued, "It's been a long time since I've competed with you in archery, I wonder how you're doing now?" ”

"I sympathize with what you are going to do, a ranger general who sacrificed himself for us High Elves, who deserves to be humiliated in this human city. This option is also not what you want. However, I am also not in favor of you occupying the cities of the human race, which is their territory after all, and the existence of such non-living forms is in itself wrong. Norris shook her head, "When we meet next time, I'll definitely try to convince you to give up here." ”

"However, I will stop your soldiers in today's battle. Who put us in two camps?"

With the neighing of her horses, Norris rushed out of the woods.