Twilight was like a gray net that covered the entire sky.

The bands of soldiers scattered across the island quickly rallied under Purhardt's banner, and the scouts had already received information that the enemy was the army of the Forsaken.

Although there is no peace agreement between the Forsaken and the Far Mountain Monastery, the two sides have a tacit understanding, and they are only staring at natural disasters, and occasional small frictions are only moderate, and this tacit understanding may be terminated today.

Unas was still wondering where the banshees had gone, but when he heard the news, it dawned on him that the Forsaken were playing the trick of the praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches.

After the Dreadlord was cornered, they sent humanity to fight the demons at the end of their rope, and they went back to take over their own army, and now they came back to reap the fruits of victory.

The situation is not optimistic, Silver Dawn has suffered many casualties, and after fighting for half a day, most of the soldiers are exhausted, and several powerful paladins are also scarred.

There was not much fighting on the other side, the sporadic resistance was quickly extinguished, the wounded battalions and logistics battalions fell into the hands of the enemy, and even worse, even the regimental commander fell into the hands of the enemy, which was a big blow to morale.

With such a lineup, facing the forsaken who are coming from the new talent, this battle is too difficult to fight.

Pullhart's resolute face also showed a hint of sadness, but he still tried to organize the people gathered around him, and loudly cheered up morale.

It is unlikely that the initiative to attack the past is the only way to block the ice bridge and defend the counterattack.

Fortunately, there is a team of centaurs on the island who have been arranged by the lake to guard against the underwater undead army, and they are the main force at this time.

Pulhardt was arranging for men to build a simple fortification at the mouth of the bridge, when a sudden rush came out of the other side of the formation, apparently deliberately let go by the Forsaken.

The man hurried across the ice bank, and was immediately taken to Purhardt.

"What's going on on the other side?" Seeing that the man seemed to be out of breath, Erigor immediately asked urgently.

"The Forsaken didn't take a beating, only a few who resisted violently were wounded, and the wounded and logisticians were held hostage by them, including Lord Tairosus!"

"What did they put you here for?"

"They said they were going to negotiate, and it was on the lake."

Hearing that there was going to be a negotiation, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief, but Pulhart did not relax: "Who are they leading the army?" ”

"It's the King of Banshees."

The scene was silent, and everyone's faces became ugly, this former High Elf general did not have a good reputation among humans.

And if the conversation collapses to fight, the arrival of the Windranger must be accompanied by her elite descendants, and the victory rate on the human side will be even lower.

With no choice but to negotiate, Pulhart immediately decided: "I'll talk to her!" ”

Everyone immediately objected, it was too dangerous for him to go alone, in case this was a trick of the banshee, that is, there was no return, and if one of the generals was lost, it was better to surrender directly.

In the end, it was decided that Silver Dawn's strongest force on the island, the thirteen paladins and Unas, would negotiate together, and even if it was a trap, it would have the power to fight back.

The fourteen of them got up to the last bit of spirit, buffed each other, and under the leadership of Pulhardt, stepped on the still strong ice embankment.

Through the ice path beneath your feet, you can see a dense mass of black shadows, which are the undead soldiers who have been frozen in ice, and they can only be freed when the ice embankment is melted.

There had been no movement under the ice on either side of the ice bank for a long time, and probably after Bethrius's death, the spirits of the ice-cutting had scattered in all directions.

The paladins walked to the center of the ice bank, and after waiting for a while, a small group of people came over from the other side, led by Sylvanas, the king of the banshees.

12345, Unas counted, there were exactly fourteen people, and Sylvanas looked a lot like Enya-Star, or all the Dark Rangers.

With a hooded black cape, long elven ears sticking out of the hood, thin gray cheeks, and crimson eyes, the fourteen dark rangers seemed to be printed out of a mold.

The biggest difference was probably their weapons, with all sorts of long and short bows and swords on their backs or straddles on their backs, and Sylvanas was the only one who didn't carry them.

Unas's eyes swept over them one by one, and the "fairy"-like Enya-Star Language was also among them, and she seemed to smile and wink at him, Unas quickly drifted away, this rotten peach blossom luck should not be wanted.

Finally getting close enough, the Banshee King stopped thirty meters away, and her voice with its own accent sounded: "Your name is Pulhardt, and you are a strong paladin, I know you." ”

"My pleasure, Lady Darkness." Pullhart's voice was unwavering.

"I didn't expect humans to have such young and powerful mages, this ice bridge is amazing," Sylvanas turned on the chat mode, "but it's a little cold." ”

Are you an undead soul who can feel cold? Unas complained silently.

"That's thanks to the High Elves who generously passed on the knowledge of magic to humans thousands of years ago, the race of the Lady before her death."

Pullhart can't talk too much, it's really a pot that can't be opened.

Sure enough, the Dark Queen seemed to be stung by the words "before death" and "High Elves" and did not speak again.

The awkward silence didn't last long, and Pulhart didn't have time to ramble with her, and before she said something like, "It's nice to be naïve today," he asked bluntly, "What does the lady want?" ”

"Peace, I just want peace." Sylvanas's words surprised everyone, was this a trick?

Colfax couldn't help but burst out: "Your so-called peace is to rob our rear camps? Wounding our soldiers? ”

Pulhardt glared at him fiercely, and the previous discussion was that only the steady one of them should speak on his behalf, and everyone else should shut up, so as not to cause a diplomatic accident.

Although Colfax was very unconvinced, he also knew that he was wrong, and retreated angrily.

Unprovoked, the Dark Queen replied lightly, "They resisted too fiercely, and we just had to do it." ”

"Don't forget, without me and my sisters, Silver Dawn would have been defeated, let alone killed Bethryth, and besides, you can ask the young man," she pointed to Erigor, "who led him to the Dreadlord in the end." ”

Pulhardt nodded to Erigor, who spoke, "It's a banshee named Claire, and I'm grateful for her help. ”

"Claire," Sylvanas beckoned to one of the rangers behind her, "you can accept this knight's thanks." ”

The slender dark ranger gave Erigor an elven courtesy, but said nothing.

"As for your two camps, I'm just afraid of being attacked by them, so I preemptively took them over for the time being, and you should know the attitude of ordinary people towards us poor people," the Banshee King's tone seemed to be some kind of aggrieved little daughter-in-law, "Now you should believe in my will for peace." ”

Pulhart was suspicious, not believing every word she said: "What is your purpose?" ”

"This lake," said the Queen, who seemed tired, finally gave her request, "I have made a pact with your leader that I will help him defeat the Dreadlord, and he will give me this lake, and I will only come to get my due." ”

The paladins were in an uproar, no one believed that Tairosus would make such a deal with the Banshee King, but they had seen the Banshees help Tairosus in his attack on the Dreadlord.

"What about Lord Tairossos? Invite him over and we'll confront him face to face! ”

"Baron Tyrosus is seriously injured and is in a coma, so let's not disturb him."

Sylvanas gave an ultimatum in her flat tone: "In an hour, please all leave, and then I will return all your people to you, and you will be able to see him." ”

"It can't be!" Colfax was about to step forward and scold again, but was stopped by the two people beside him.

Pulhart sighed in his heart, Bethires is dead, the purpose of this expedition has been achieved for the most part, this lake has no strategic significance, but since the enemy wants it so, it must have its value, is it an ancient relic that the soldiers who have gone underground discuss?

It is said to be the ruins of Tyre, which are of course very important, but no matter how valuable they are, they are not as good as bringing the survivors back safely.

He had no choice but to submit to an almost invincible enemy, which might have undermined his prestige, but he would not ignore the lives of his soldiers for the sake of an ethereal legend.

"An hour is too little, we have a lot of wounded and prisoners to deal with, and we will withdraw before dark." Although he chose to give in, he still had to bargain.

"It's a deal!" The Banshee King was very generous, she didn't embarrass him, looking at the sky, there were about two hours left, and she could afford to wait.

"You bastard coward!" Colfax broke away from the two who were holding him, ran up and punched Pulhardt's head.

Purhardt didn't dodge, and after taking the punch, he flew up and kicked Colfax in the waist, and the latter screamed and tumbled down the ice bank, sliding far on the ice.

Pulhart wiped the blood from his mouth and said to one of the paladins who was about to jump down and get back to Colfax, "Leave him alone, let him calm down below." ”

With that, he turned around and walked back, and the paladins had no choice but to follow him briskly towards the island.

Seeing this scene, the harsh laughter of the Banshee King echoed on the misty lake, and the thin cold air in the air was shaken like the surface of the water.

Unas turned his head and took one last look at the popular leader in the game, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of humiliation in his heart.

Sooner or later, labor and management will make you unable to laugh!