Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh,

Arrows appeared in the battle between the human cavalry and the Forsaken, and the cavalry were surprised to find that the arrows were tricky enough to go straight to the face of the undead, shooting through the gaps in their armor and into their heads. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

They couldn't help but turn their heads in surprise to look at the place where the sharp arrows appeared, a high elf in a blue cloak, shooting arrows on the back of a horse traveling at high speed.

In her hand, the quaint longbow was constantly open, and the bowstring kept making a crumbling sound.

The sharp arrows were pulled out of the quiver on her back, and she shot them out without even aiming, and the white arrow feathers whistled and flew towards the undead soldiers in the distance.

One by one, the undead soldiers all fell.

The cavalry watched dumbfounded, and then burst into an incomparable number of soldiers.

"Kill them all! For Lordaeron!! ”

The rest of the cavalry burst out with unimaginable fighting spirit. They drove their horses, slashing left and right among the surrounding crowd of Forsaken soldiers, even when they were pulled off.

At this time, there will always be a sharp arrow to help them out of their predicament.

Norris opened her bow and arrows to aim at the soldiers who needed help, and many times she didn't even need to aim, and the arrows she shot could hit the target accurately.

For her, it's just a lot of Ranger basics.

She had spent the first hundred years doing this boring training, shooting arrows at targets for at least eight hours a day. She vividly remembers what her teacher taught her, "When you shoot an arrow, you don't need to aim to find the target accurately." Then, you can become a qualified Ranger. Just like the rangers of the Windranger family, maybe even more famous than them. ”

Noris's mind wandered for a moment, and she thought about her previous life in the Yongge Forest. At that time, it was myself, how carefree I was. At least not like now, when you're so preoccupied all day that you don't know who to talk to.

I might have been able to tell him before, but now the road is blocked by myself.

Alas, this stupid man.

You simply don't know what a woman wants.

Noelis froze, and she reached out to wipe the quiver behind her, but she touched it. Hey? Are 200 sticks gone so quickly?

The situation on the battlefield is much better, and there are far fewer soldiers for the Forsaken.

She stopped shooting and watched the battle between the crusaders and the undead.

Hey? She discovers a woman who surprises her.

It's her?!

She saw Bridget wielding her one-handed sword, golden light flashing from time to time in battle, surrounded by Forsaken soldiers. She was alone among the Forsaken soldiers, fighting on all sides.

How could this stupid woman be fenced off? Norris looked at her with a frown, there were at least fifty Forsaken around her, would you like to help her?

At this moment, the paladin was on a rampage, a holy light constantly appearing within her, and each burst of holy light would bring down the forsaken around her. However, the Forsaken had apparently set their sights on the officer-looking paladin, and they surrounded her.

Norris saw that the other cavalry were trying to free her and advance towards the encirclement.

After watching quietly for a while, Norris sighed, and she untied the empty quiver on her back and replaced it with a new one. She can't do this kind of death, maybe she also has a relationship with Locke subconsciously.

Norris grabbed the quiver behind her back and grabbed five sharp arrows and placed them on the bowstring. This time she didn't rush to shoot it, and a glow of arcane light began to appear on her hands, and the five sharp arrows became shining.

When the light of the arrow flashed to the extreme, Norris let go. Five sharp arrows were like shooting stars, heading straight for the undead besieging Noris.

Norris breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the arrows that were fired, not at all worried about whether the arrows would hit the target this time. She rode her horse slowly and slowly in this direction.

Five sharp arrows glowing with white light, like five knives burrowing into the besieging group of undead. As if cutting tofu, the Forsaken soldiers who were blocking the front shot to the ground one after another, never to get up again.

Bridget, who was besieged, had already regained her senses, and when she saw this sudden situation, she was shocked and went straight to this side to kill her. A powerful burst of holy light energy erupted from her body, and the Forsaken soldiers around her instantly covered their eyes and screamed.

Bridget's body trembled, and she grabbed the reins of the war horse and got out of the encirclement.

"It's you?!" Soon she saw who was helping her.

"It's me." Norris nodded with a cold face, in response to her.

Bridget opened her mouth, wanting to say something and feeling that it was not appropriate now. So he said, "Let's settle the battle here first." ”

Norris responded with a practical gesture, shooting at the Forsaken as she struck her trail.

Outside the town of Brill, the battle is drawing to a close.

A huge transparent curtain of light suddenly appeared in the square of Brill Town, and the surrounding civilians screamed out of the range. The Crusader soldiers in the town sounded the battle alarm. At the same time, the place is tightly surrounded.

Soon the transparent light curtain became solidified, gradually forming a constantly flickering ripple, and on the opposite side of the ripple was a large deep forest.

This is a group portal summoned by a mage.

Just when the soldiers were nervous, a goblin mage in fiery red robes emerged from the portal.

"Oh! Unbelievable! There's a strange thing in this!? ”

"It's a goblin, not something strange, have you forgotten about those from Gadarbank?"

"That's a spell behind him, it's a mage?!"

Just as the onlookers were surprised, the goblin mage spoke, "Oh, thank goodness, it's finally here, I hope it's not too late for me to come." ”

He looked around at the civilians and looked at the frightened faces, "Well, it doesn't seem too late. Hi there, I'm the high-ranking fire mage of the Crusaders, my name is Gates, you can call me Archmage Gates, I am..."

Just as he was dating, another female mage emerged from the portal behind him, dressed in a robe the color of blue-purple lavender.

In her hand she held a solid wood staff with a large sapphire glittering at the top.

She frowned and looked at the goblin mage and said, "I'm over there, and I heard you talking nonsense here!" We're going to support the lord now! Remember what you have to do! ”

"Don't worry, it's obviously not as bad as we thought," Gates stretched out his blue hand and pointed to the helicopter in the sky, he couldn't hold back his smile, "Look, the plane I supervised is watching us overhead!" ”

The mage looked up at the helicopters overhead.

Several helicopters disarmed their combat readiness and flew away. How could the pilot of the plane not know them, especially the goblin.

Then, one after another, a group of mages and apprentices came out of the portal, and they were led by the surrounding soldiers to the outside of the town.

"Hey, lord, we're here!" Gates shouted at Locke from afar, "Thank God! It's good that you're okay! I'm really afraid that if you have three longs and two shorts, my mage tower will be gone! ”

"Oh, sorry! Please forgive me for being too speechless! ”

Locke turned to look at the mages who came as they approached, and greeted them with a smile.

"Ha, you're really late, the battle here is over." The mages followed Locke's gaze, and the soldiers were cleaning up the battlefield.

The soldiers gathered all the ironwork, and they took off the armor worn by the undead, as well as the weapons they used. Then the corpses of these undead are piled up in a large pit dug up. Some field priests are at the edge of the pit, praying for the puppet spirits.

After the prayers, with the help of alchemical potions, a raging fire burned the bodies of the undead.

Wounded soldiers on the battlefield are being treated by field priests, their bodies bandaged all over their bodies. Some soldiers, under the watchful eye of soldiers and priests, walked towards a complex. It was a quarantine area, and everyone affected by the plague had to go there and observe it for a week.

"A great battle to be celebrated!" Gates looked at the corpses of the surrounding undead as he turned to Locke's invoker, "Your Excellency Lord, I need a kind of putrefaction from these undead as a spell casting material, and I hope you can let me extract it." ”

Locke frowned and glanced at him, who was looking at him expectantly.

Then, Locke saw that the female mage also nodded at him, it seems that this thing, the mages need it.

"Alright then, but before then, you still have things to do!" Locke pointed to the forest on fire in the distance, "The fires must be stopped, or they will spread and the forest will burn out." Use your magic to extinguish the fire. ”

The bombers bombarded the Forsaken soldiers hiding in the forest, causing the fire in the woodland to spread. Locke was having a headache about this, and he couldn't watch the forest burn out. After all, this is their own territory.

"Oh, that's fine." Gates nodded, and he beckoned to the female mage, "Let's go, Miss Mage Olivia." Let's put out the fire and go extract the undead rot. ”

Soon, the two mages walked into the forest with their apprentices.

In that small area of burning forest, the sky was rarely snowing heavily, and a blizzard raged in the burning area. The sound of thunderbolt bala kept ringing in the woods, and the wind made the fire grow again....

Just as Locke decided whether to go over and take a look, the blizzard stopped, and low dark clouds appeared in the sky. Dark clouds pulled lightning and rain poured down there.

Locke saw from a distance that white smoke was rising from the place where the fire was fierce.