Chapter 152: Sacred Hymns

Talon Shire, a small town located in the southern mountains of Lordaeron, has been a hidden gem in Lordaeron's history due to its near-isolation from the rest of the world due to its near-isolation on three sides. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

However, times have changed, as many things have changed due to the southward invasion of the undead army.

After the fall of Stratholme, the entire Eastern Plaguelands was plunged into chaos overnight, leaving the dragons leaderless...... And because they have completely lost contact with Lordaeron, they are even more isolated......

And even though the main force of the undead army has marched west to start an all-out war against Lordaeron, they have not neglected these remnant human towns in the Eastern Plaguelands, and the Chief Lich Kael'thas - Sunstrider has sent his newly resurrected subordinate Kel'thugad to lead the Cult of the Cursed to clear the troubles!

The town grower of Joseph Redpass gasped for breath as he tried to regain his strength as best he could.

The small group of undead had launched eight attacks on the town in three days, and although they were all repulsed by his brave militia, the militia of Talonshire also paid a huge price.

More than half of his compatriots had already lost their combat effectiveness, and Redpass was a little worried that by the time the army of the undead launched its ninth attack, they would still be able to win and defend their loved ones in the town.

Three days earlier, Redpass had sent a messenger to the Chapel of Light's Wish to seek the Silver Hand of help, but there had been no response, and even Redpass had lost much hope...... Perhaps the Chapel of the Light's Wish has also fallen, and even a powerful paladin like Lord Uther has died at the hands of the undead!

"Mayor Mare, the undead are attacking again!" A militiaman from the position shouted.

Redpass hurriedly threw away all the distractions in his mind and put all his energy into dealing with the ninth attack of the undead.

A squad of ghouls rushed towards the militia's position, a disgusting undead creature that Redpass had fought many times in the past few days.

But this time it seems a little different......

Because they found that among the ghouls, there is a rather large existence.

This is a very large ghoul, his size is almost three times that of a normal ghoul, and his whole body is an eerie green color, and the huge claws lying on the ground are even more chilling to look at!

"It's the creation of the necromancers again!" Redpass clenched his dagger tightly, a day earlier during the undead's seventh attack, a giant Stitch had appeared, and they had sacrificed a small squad of militia to eliminate it.

After seeing this huge ghoul, the Talon County militia also seemed to show some timidity. Redpass knew that none of them were real soldiers, and that they had not experienced any wars before the invasion of the undead, either Orion or Farmer or Townspeople......

Some of the hunters began to shoot arrows at the ghouls, and there was a scattered rain of arrows, but the shots were accurate, and a few of the feathered arrows even hit the head of the giant ghoul, but unfortunately did not seem to do much damage to it.

The ghouls quickly rushed to their positions, hand-to-hand combat inevitable, and Redpass drew his dagger and slashed the first ghoul in half......

The militia also wielded a variety of weapons and fought against the undead creatures.

It was clear to everyone that this was no ordinary war, and that if they were defeated, they would all die, and so would their loved ones in the entire county of Talon......

The giant ghoul was still in no-man's land, and it rushed into the camp of the militia, and with every wave of its claws, one of the militia fell under its claws.

Redpass stared at the giant ghoul, knowing he had to kill it.

The ghoul didn't seem to notice the mayor of Talon County, who was still wantonly killing ordinary militiamen.

Redpass rushed forward, from behind the ghoul, using all his strength.

The dagger stabbed the giant ghoul, but it didn't have the effect that Redpass had imagined, it didn't completely penetrate the ghoul's body, but only left a deep scratch on its skin......

This damn monster, its skin has long been strengthened by necromancers, and ordinary weapons have no effect on it at all.

At the same time, the ghoul also spotted the mayor who was trying to attack it from behind, and it turned its head.

Faced with this huge monster, Redpass only felt a little chill in his heart.

The claws struck at Redpass, and the first claw was barely blocked by Redpass's short sword; However, the second blow cut a deep wound in his chest, knocking him to the ground.

Blood poured from the chest of the mayor of Talonshire, and he felt like his life was failing......

Are you going to fail...... This ninth attack, are they finally going to be unable to resist......

It occurred to him that his daughter, little Pamela, and perhaps the poor child was still cowering in her room, waiting for her father to come back and pick her up......

It's a pity that her father failed!

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I don't know how long later, a rapid sound of horses' hooves regained some energy from the already drowsy Redpass.

Despite the sharp pain in his chest, nothing improved.

He saw a brave Silver Hand Paladin, rushing towards the giant ghoul.

Redpass recognized him, his name was Davey Croford, and he was the pride of the entire county of Darlon, because he was the only paladin in the town to join the Silver Hand, and he didn't expect him to come back to defend his hometown!

Redpass desperately opened his eyes, he wanted to see the outcome of this war before he died.

Then he saw a white figure, one that radiated holy light all over his body.

The white figure raised his hands in the air, his whole being transformed into the embodiment of the Holy Light, and he was chanting an ancient hymn......

Even in Stratholme Cathedral, Redpass has never heard such an encouraging sound.

The intense light began to envelop Redpass, the wound in his chest began to heal little by little, the pain began to ease little by little, and he had never felt such a powerful force in his body.

He stood up, and not only himself, but also many militiamen who had been knocked to the ground by ghouls but were not yet dead.

The hymn sings are inspiring every warrior in Talonshire to take up arms again.

They are fighting to defend their homeland, to protect their loved ones! (To be continued.) )