The golden sword light swept through the black tide of death, slashing the enemy like a sword breaking through the water.

Lothar wielded the Great Royal Sword and slashed towards the most conspicuous hill of bones, the undead in his path either crushed by the horses under his seat or swept by the golden sword light, leaving a trail of purified bones.

Overcoming obstacles along the way, Lothar immediately saw the figure of the heroic warrior standing on the Bone Mountain, with a few pieces of broken armor hanging on the warrior's body, and the flesh and blood on his body were blurred, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

If it weren't for the fact that the shattered bone rod in his hand was still trembling, Lothar might have thought it was a heroic body that stood still.

Jumping from the war horse, Lothar climbed the Bone Mountain, and the man on the mountain trembled and entered a state of alert, Lothar hurriedly whispered: "Don't be nervous, I am a reinforcement from the capital of King Lordaeron, and I am fine." ”

When the man heard Lothar's words, his unsturdy body immediately collapsed, as if eternal weariness had come upon him.

Lothar's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly supported the warrior in front of him and led him back to kill.

In his years of combat experience, Lothar has seen such a situation, the indomitable warriors insist on fighting with obsession, but when they let go of this obsession, death will also come as scheduled.

But the warrior was lucky, because he met him.

Lothar threw the aura-breathed warrior on his horse, and then slashed his way out of the undead army, and once the dreadnought's shield phalanx cleared the way for him, he began to pick up the pieces.

At this time, Lothar shouted: "Priest, hurry! There are seriously wounded here!"

As soon as Lothar finished speaking, he immediately took out his Excalibur, placed it in the unconscious warrior's hand, and squeezed his palm to help him grasp the hilt of the sword.

Lothar was sure that the unconscious warrior had a noble character, and that Quelzaram would definitely help the hero back from the dead.

The battle was soon over, and the Dreadnought soldiers, accustomed to the foul-smelling faces of the undead, fearless and experienced in the easiest way to render a skeleton or corpse incapacitated, and the village of Talonshire finally regained its peace.

A few days later, Joseph Redpass, the militia captain of Talon County, woke up.

"Oh! it hurts! it hurts all over my body!"

The first sensation Joseph felt when he woke up was pain, followed by the second sensation of sight, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the ceiling he was familiar with, the ceiling of his own home.

"Am I alive?"

With this suspicion in mind, Joseph looked around, and immediately noticed a familiar young figure, curled up in the corner of his bed.

Little Pamela hugged the doll and slept like a kitten, very quiet and cute.

"It's good to be alive. ”

Joseph, who sighed a little, endured the pain and slowly moved his body lightly, and then he gently picked up his daughter, put her in place, and stretched out her curled hands and feet to cover the quilt.

"Daddy, don't leave me—" Little Pamela whispered softly as if she had woken up from a dream, and Joseph was distressed for a while, and immediately replied softly, "I will not leave you, my good daughter." ”

The father and daughter spent another rare night of reunion in their own home in Talonshire.

The next morning, Joseph expressed his gratitude to Lothar in person, but Lothar was more concerned about what to do next.

Staying in Daronshire was completely self-defeating, and these people could only evacuate to Stratholme City with their dreadnought legions, and what kind of turmoil would arise along the way, Lothar had no idea what kind of turmoil would arise along the way.

Speaking in his heart, he was almost certain that if they took these civilians on the road like this, they would definitely be attacked by the undead again, because the mere rush of the army and the rush of the civilians while protecting the civilians were completely different things.

However, even if Lothar knew this, it was impossible to stop his advance, after all, the other gathering places were also waiting for them to send medicine to save his life, so he also explained his plan to Joseph.

"Joseph, that's what I mean, you have to quickly organize the people in your village to evacuate with us, this is the best way I can think of at the moment. ”

Joseph nodded, and went to Zhang Luo, the villagers of Talons, when they knew that they were going to leave their homeland, naturally showed great reluctance, but they also understood that as long as their lives were still there, they could return to their homeland.

With that, the evacuation journey begins, and the Dreadnought will take the survivors of Talon County to the Knights of the Silver Hand of Tyr to deliver healing potions.

If the situation over there is good, the refugees will settle down at the hands of Tyr and return to their homes when all this is over and the situation is calm.

Walking down the road to the Kaulin junction, Lothar was constantly on his toes, and he could feel dozens of malicious eyes sweeping over everyone in front of and behind them, and it was obviously the gaze of the shadow sentinels.

It's a pity that even if Lothar knows this, there is nothing she can do with those shadow ghosts, the other party does not show up, God knows if they are hiding in the ground and exposing half of their heads, or are they hiding in the big trees on both sides of the avenue?

"Maybe there's a shadow sentry hidden in every tree on either side of this avenue?"

Lothar thought about this with some irritation, he could feel that the atmosphere in his unit was almost breathless, and everyone felt this feeling of being on their backs to a greater or lesser extent.

This made Lothar feel very bad, and he wondered how to break the tension of the cup, lest they lose their combat power before they could see the enemy.

It was at this time that Lothar suddenly heard a childish voice singing a children's song.

"My name is Bite, I'm a little crocodile, I live in the Storm Moat, I stayed in the balls, bite, bite, (Adaptation of "Little Crocodile" You are Nashabi, Shabi bitterly.) ）

Lothar looked at the van behind her, singing from Joseph's daughter.

The little girl sang very cheerfully, almost like a little crocodile in the song broke out of its egg, biting all the bad atmosphere just now.

The soldiers and civilians who rushed on the road couldn't help but laugh, even in the worst of circumstances, the innocence of a child can awaken the beauty in people's hearts, which is the most precious thing.

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