Thunder resounded over the city of Stratholme, and rain poured water on the ground, but the surrounding buildings were not affected in the slightest, and under the effect of dark magic, these long-scorched buildings still burned with strange flames.

Riding a war horse in golden armor, Ares once again stood in front of the Ash Inquisitor, unlike all previous battles, no one knew what was behind this city gate. The soldiers who entered Stratholme had long since been reduced to undead zombies, and their corpses remained in the city forever. Perhaps already a member of the Scourge Legion.

"Brothers, all the warriors of the Ashen Inquisitor, we have fought countless battles, we fought in the defense of Lordaeron, we fought deep into Gilneth together, and fought the murderous and bloodthirsty Werewolves of Bloodfang. Each time, we survived and won the final victory. However, I want to tell you that today, we are here, and we will face endless darkness, and this mission is more dangerous than ever. ”

"I have entered this city of the dead, and its darkness and despair are beyond your imagination. It was the place where the undead apocalypse gathered, filled with the screams of banshees and the wails of the undead, endlessly. ”

"And now, I'm going to enter this city, this place of darkness and death, a place full of undead."

"This is the last chance, you can be afraid, you can retreat, if anyone wants to quit, you can quit now, I will not hinder you. However, I must tell you that today, once we enter the city and cross this gate, there is no turning back. We will fight on this land until the blood is spilled, and we will not retreat! ”

"Now, does anyone want to quit?"

Ares roared in the pouring rain.

The rain washed over his armor and ran down his cheeks. At this moment, Ares seemed to hear Gianna's whispers, hear the wails of Stratholme's countless dead, and hear the incomparably pure hymns of the church.

"Never!"

As soon as the words fell, the soldiers of the Ash Judgment Army in front of them suddenly resounded with an earth-shattering roar, and they slammed their fists against their breastplates like real warriors, making a neat and powerful crashing sound.

Like a storm, it resounded through the back gates of Stratholme.

"Thank the Light for the strength it gives us. No one wants to retreat, so follow me, fight, and today, we will continue to write the legend. ”

Ares roared, and the ashes behind him boiled.

"Roar, Roar, Roar, ......Roar, Roar, Roar, Roar, T

Immediately afterward, there was a roar in the air, and the warriors of the two thousand Ash Inquisitors, following their High Lord, poured into the gates of Stratholme.

In front of him, countless natural disasters and undead who had been waiting for a long time appeared.

Dense skeletons formed a shield wall to meet the paladin's charge.

They were prepared.

However, the Ash Judgment Army is even more confident, they have a devout faith, and they are determined to never give up.

The chant sounded behind the paladins.

"Paladin, follow me, charge!"

"In the name of the Light!"

Ares yelled.

The next moment, a fiery red canopy, a ray of golden light, lifted the thick clouds, and sprinkled on Ares and the Alliance Paladins behind him.

The armored war horses galloped, and in the streets, countless undead zombies raised their shields and long swords.

……

Dead silence, deathly silence.

In an instant, the paladins clad in golden light crashed into the army of the undead......

The surging holy light gathered together, like an infinitely powerful holy light flail, and immediately swept through the undead skeletons in front of them. Not even the abomination of the towers could stop the power of the converging Light. The knight's spear pierced the rotting bodies of the zombies, and the energy of the light bloomed within the corpses of the undead. And those cannon fodder-level undead zombies were knocked down by the war horse, trampled under their feet, and turned into a pile of broken bones......

However, almost as soon as the paladin broke through the enemy lines, a terrifying scream erupted in the air.

A staggering number of banshees and revenants have joined the battlefield......

Ares never imagined that Stratholme's back door was more tightly defended than the front door. It's as if the Scourge army knew that an elite force would strike from here.

The war horse was still charging, and the golden light converged into a front, constantly pushing down the skeleton frame in front of him. Soon, however, banshees and gargoyles swooped down from the sky. They shrieked like countless flies, and locusts covered the sky.

One good and one evil, darkness and light converge here, and the market path is not wide, and fierce battles are everywhere.

Flowing clouds of fire swept across the sky, the towers of Stratholm were still blazing, and looking at the gargoyles that swooped down from the sky, Ares clenched his fallen greatsword.

The next second, with a terrible scream, the undead gargoyle roared down. Like a dark sword, it flew towards Ares.

And Ares held his sword in both hands the moment the gargoyle swooped down, and a sword split the air demon!

The gargoyle's stone-like body was split into countless pieces and scattered over Ares' head.

"Roar, roar, roar."

At the same time, countless roars rang out all around. The Ash Inquisition warriors, who followed the paladin's charge, also joined the fray.

They wielded all kinds of blunt weapons, smashing the undead in front of them and smashing the gargoyles in the air.

The Banshee King screamed.

The sound waves swept through the entire human army like a flood.

However, as the Banshee King let out a deadly scream, the priests prayed together. With Whitemayne as the center, the white pillar of light pierced into the sky, and the light fluctuated and bloomed, and the barrier of holy light quickly spread to the entire army. It's like the light of dawn dispelling the darkness and the darkness and coldness in everyone's heart.

"Stand up, for Lordaeron!"

Ares yelled. The light formed a dazzling golden wing behind him, and the approaching undead were all forced back by the intense light.

"Rush formation!"

On the other side of the road, Drumm also roared loudly, directing his troops to advance.

His tomahawk fell again and again, and he raised again and again, and the carrion of the undead zombies continued to splatter with disgusting scarlet blood.

Finally, after half an hour of bloody fighting, the undead of the natural disaster gradually decreased.

The Ash Judgment Army has occupied the East Gate and several nearby streets and alleys with great difficulty.

"High Lord, are we going to assemble for the town hall now? Our previous pact with the Great Warrior Dasohan? ”

Stepping over the corpses on the ground, Younis ran over and asked what to do next. Ares discovers that his weapon has changed from a two-handed sword to two short swords at some point......

"Nope. We still have a task to do. The battle has only just begun. ”

The cold wind mixed with the demonic aura of flames seeped into the armor. Looking at Younis's grim eyes, Ares replied with a faint smile.