The addition of Dagar and dozens of musketeers undoubtedly gave the defenders of Andohar a shot in the arm. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The lethality of the musket is even stronger than the mage's fireball technique against undead creatures. A single shotgun within a dozen yards is enough to blast a small zombie or skeleton into slag.

The mortar on Dagar's back was even more powerful, although it was more troublesome to load, but it had a long range, and when it was shot into a group of undead gathered in a group, you could see the scene of flesh and blood flying from a distance.

"Beautiful Miss Priest, you see that old Dagar's cannon skills are not bad, you must know that there is no better gunner than me in the whole of Kazmodan!" Dagar boasted to a young human priestess next to him as he reloaded.

The second wave of undead attacks was quickly repulsed, and apart from wasting a little ammunition, there were almost no losses on the human and dwarven sides. Alsace could feel that the morale of the soldiers was improving little by little.

"Hold on, everyone, and wait until dawn when reinforcements will arrive, and then it will be the time of death for this group of undead!" Arthas weaved from one position to another, shouting loudly as he encouraged everyone's courage with the light.

It's a lie, but Arthas knows it's always good to give everyone a little hope now.

"Your Highness, look over there!" Farrick suddenly shouted loudly, his voice a little strange.

Arthas looked in the direction he was pointing, and his face changed suddenly.

"This ...... How is this possible! ”

The next wave of undead had already appeared, and thirty or forty figures were seen rushing towards the position, still wearing Lordaeron's armor and holding spears in their hands, but their faces were already expressionless.

From the faces of the vaguely recognizable people, these undead are the cavalry who had been with them day and night not long ago, they were originally ordered to break through the siege to seek help, but now they have all become like this.

"Damn, they dare to blaspheme our brothers!" Arthas's eyes were full of rage.

"Fire!" Dagar shouted.

The musketeers fired a volley, but less than ten undead cavalrymen fell, and the rest were either unshot, or still charging with bullet holes in their bodies.

"Block them!" A warrior with a shield had already rushed out of position.

He thought that these undead this time were the same as the previous ones, and they could be easily blocked. Unexpectedly, an undead cavalry directly poked at him, separating his shield, and another spear pierced his lower abdomen straight.

One of the fighters fell like that.

A fierce battle began, but these new soldiers were no match for the undead cavalry, they were much weaker than their opponents in terms of strength and combat experience, and almost every time they killed an undead cavalry, they had to pay the price of three or four warriors.

"Follow me!" Arthas saw the danger in the position, the two sides were already close to each other, and the musketeers and mages were completely unable to attack, so he could only rush forward with his personal guards and a dozen paladins.

The situation has recovered slightly, and compared to the human forces, the number of undead cavalry is limited after all.

The last undead cavalryman with his spear in hand, stared at Arthas, who had helped him deal with the necromancer Les-Frostwhisper's minions a few hours earlier, and whose excellent combat skills had impressed Arthas.

And now, there is no trace of the living on his body, and he will only attack Arthas in vain.

Arthas raised his hammer to meet them, and after several rounds of confrontation, the light finally shone on the undead cavalry, knocking them out once and for all.

The losses this time were a bit heavy, and there were probably more than twenty fighters who fell here, and even more who hung up the lottery.

The priests rushed over to treat and bandage the wounded fighters......

Arthas coughed lightly and said, "Mages, trouble burning the bodies of the wounded warriors!" ”

These abominable undead creatures, their strength is directly proportional to their strength in life; What they encountered before was only the resurrected undead of ordinary Lordaeron civilians, and their combat power was relatively limited; And this time, these were excellent cavalrymen in their lifetimes, and after becoming undead, their strength is even stronger, and they ignore the pain, which is extremely tricky!

Arthas was glad that Jon had warned them to burn the bodies of all the dead, or they would all become slaves of the Cult of the Damned.

It's too late to be sad though, because the next wave of undead attacks has already begun.

Batch after batch of undead rushed towards the position, and the number of them increased. In addition to the most ordinary undead corpses and skeletons, there is also a dwarf monster, which is fast and quite agile, and can recover by only gnawing on the corpse if injured, causing a lot of trouble for humans.

Fortunately, it is not very difficult to deal with, this monster is quite afraid of the Holy Light, and the Paladin can easily kill them.

Resisting the attacks of the undead again and again, I don't know how many comrades fell here, and there were countless people hanging lottery, several mages and priests had collapsed to the ground due to their mana, and the rest of them were not very comfortable looking at their expressions.

Arthas looked up at the sky, it was already dark, and after a night of fierce fighting, they didn't even know if there were any reinforcements.

Perhaps if everyone knew that their previous promise was to deceive them, I am afraid that this army would have collapsed by now!

"Be careful, Your Highness!" Marvion's voice rang out behind Arthas, and then Arthas felt only a hard push he was being made, followed by a loud thud.

Marvien collapsed in a pool of blood.

"Marveon!" Arthas fell to his knees in front of the lieutenant, trying to wake up the guard he had been with for years.

Unfortunately, nothing happened.

"Damn it!" Dagar's voice sounded from the side: "This chariot used by these monsters is very similar to the catapult of the orcs back then, everyone be careful of the sky!" ”

Arthas then discovered that what had killed Mavien was a few undead chariots in the distance, and they had shot at the human positions with a mixture of flesh and blood, and almost all those who were hit were spared, and these chariots were still approaching step by step.

"Often Dagar is great!"

Then a cannon shot was heard, and then an undead meat grinder was blown up, but there were at least five left.

"Paladins, follow me to destroy those chariots." Arthas held back the grief in his heart, he was the commander of this army, and he could not fall early.

"Ah......h

Arthas saw in the other direction, a dozen or so white giant stitch monsters rushing towards the position, ordinary soldiers were no match for them at all!

"Fight! Fight! ”

Alsace shouted hysterically.