"Quick, follow me, the real test is coming, brothers, hold your weapons and pray for the Light!"

Flipping on his horse again, Ares clutched his sword and shouted. Behind him, busy and slightly tired warriors. Priests rushed to the battlefield, treating badly wounded soldiers. The dead soldiers were carried out of the city and out of the east gate. The rest, unwounded or lightly wounded, followed Ares and Drum, and continued deep into Stratholme.

The raid on the Psychic Tower was a covert operation, and before the war, Ares didn't even tell anyone. Except for those stalkers who infiltrated the city in advance who knew the inside story, everyone else was given orders on the fly. But the orders of the great lords must be carried out. What's more, they have already won local battlefields under the leadership of the great lord.

"Courage and glory!"

When the weapons were raised again, everyone, following Ares, followed the Ember Bringer, into the darkest place of Stratholme. And Younis, who could only look helpless, continued to endure and followed the large army.

Ten minutes later, they arrived at the first Stantholm Spiritual Tower. Apparently, Naxxramas had been alerted that some crypt demons and ghouls were slowly coming out of the towering Tower of Evil.

And the whole psychic tower looks like a secret base for the undead. The tower is made of solid boulders, and an eerie green light shines from inside the tower, reflecting the light through the gaps in the stone onto the surrounding buildings. Even the dark residential buildings of Stratholme were dyed with an eerie green light.

At the top of the tower, there is a huge platform that spreads, like a crypt spider, facing the sky on its back, with eight insect legs spread, and in the center of these barbs is a huge evil crystal. Appearing a transparent inky blue, the crystal floats in the air, and every few seconds, a ray of light falls from the sky. Ares guessed that it was the link and tool of the undead teleportation.

"Brothers, do you see the tower? That's what we're going to be aiming for. For Lordaeron, for our homeland! Follow me and charge again! ”

The loud horn sounded again. The paladins of the Brotherhood of Light, in their High Lord Ares. Led by Mowglian, he once again clenched his spear and shield, and rushed towards the Stantholm Psychic Tower at the end of his sight.

The Holy Light surged, and the power of the Paladin gathered again. Everyone's weapons shone with a holy light.

The golden light formed a front and slammed into the undead defenders of the Psychic Tower.

At this moment, the undead soldiers of the Psychic Tower were panicked, and they were unprepared for this. They turned their heads to see the light cleansing the land, and the paladins roared like arrows from a string, charging and galloping.

In the midst of the horses' hooves, the outermost undead soldiers were instantly crushed to bones, and the Brotherhood of Light swept through the entire undead position with the flames of rotten revenge. Armed with a great sword, Ares slashed at an undead skeleton with the power of his horse's charge. The skeleton soldier was instantly chopped in half by the sharp sword, his sternum and ribs shattered, and blue soul fire floated through the air.

Behind him, more paladins and Ashen Inquisition warriors followed the charge.

Like a spreading light, it cleanses the earth. Even the great Abomination of the Scourges was pierced through the body by the knight's spear, and several warriors with spears in their hands shot through the Abomination of the Scourge. The fat abomination roared and fell to the ground, and from the torn wound, countless disgusting internal organs and blood flowed.

"Kill it!"

Ares yelled. Outside the Psychic Tower, the corpses of undead zombies are scattered around.

Compared to cleaning up the undead outside the Psychic Tower, the undead in the Psychic Tower are much easier to clean, most of them are some dark cultists, who have not yet obtained the power of the Lich King, that is, fallen humans, and cannot even use necromancy. He was violently beheaded by the angry Brotherhood of Light warriors, wiping off his neck.

Until the Brotherhood of Light arrived, the last necromancer in the Psychic Tower was still summoning the undead and summoning the support of Naxxramas. However, Ares didn't give him this chance, and rushed forward quickly, sending the great sword into the necromancer's body, and the necromancer struggled, his eyes revealing pain, anger, and consternation.

"You don't understand this power...... Mankind...... There is no hope ......"

The necromancer struggled to utter the last words, and finally fell to his knees directly under Ares' sword. Glancing at the corpse of the necromancer lying on the ground, and for some reason, Ares suddenly took a deep breath...... There is no hope for humanity...... The necromancer's last words made Ares aware of the despair and fear. He no longer believes in human beings......

"Ares?"

Sepheus walked up from behind him, asking Ares for advice on whether to burn down the tower.

"Burn it, don't wait."

Ares replied briefly, and then grabbed a crumpled map from his pocket, and the standard No. 2 Psychic Tower on the map was their next target.

Exhaling a cloud of hot air from his mouth, Ares stepped out of the psychic tower and quickly flipped onto his horse. A faint golden glow surrounded him.

"Brothers, go on, the next stronghold!"

Ares roared.

The horses neighed, and a dozen paladins of the Brotherhood of Light, hundreds of warriors of the Ash Inquisitor, and archers, continued to run after their high lord.

……

At the main entrance of Stratholme, the combined forces of the Scarlet Crusaders and the Silver Dawn are battling a massive number of undead.

Da Sohan wields a blood-colored greatsword and chops off the heads of undead zombies, while Tyran and Tirio also fight with Paladin's Hammer. With each hammer, light bloomed from the edge of the hammer, and in the sea of zombies, a little light flickered.

Looking down from the top of the castle tower at the main gate, it was like two evenly matched tides, colliding with each other.

Roars, shouts of killing, screams, and the sound of weapons colliding resounded in the sky.

Gradually, the Scarlet Vanguard advanced to the Crusader Plaza at the end of the King's Road, where the siege ballistae were slowly pushed into the battlefield, and the square was spacious enough to place dozens of ballistae. This is also the Scarlet Crusader's weapon of destruction, heavy weaponry.

When the first firebolt was fired, the Undead Scourge felt its power. The flaming arrow pierced through the sky, with a powerful penetrating power, instantly piercing several Cataclysmic zombies, and their bodies were even strung together and swallowed by the flames on the big arrow.

There were no wailings, no screams, only the cracking of the corpses being burned......