The night was thick, and the misty night shrouded the land, and the land of Lordaeron was pitch black.

The full moon like a jade plate travels through the clouds, the faint moonlight sprinkles on the earth, the blurry night, like a hazy smoke, covering the plain that stretches for thousands of miles, the moon is like practice, the cold condensation with dew, like a curtain of distant dreams,

Standing on the wall of Greymane, the moonlight is clear and clear like soft water, and the clear light flows, meaning tranquility, but it is a pity that outside the wall of Greymane, the infinite figures densely covered by the night destroy the tranquility and tranquility of this point, and strange movements continue to come out of the city walls.

The wall of Greymane is brightly lit, and the magic lighting tools illuminate the wall of Greymane as daylight, not only the wall of Greymane, but also the 100 meters in front of the wall of Greyman, this battle is the battle of Gilne's national fortunes, whether he wins or loses, he is a major event that affects the entire Eastern Kingdom, defeat, Gilneys will become history, and the barrier of the Greymane Wall will be lost. You can come to the main city of Gilneth.

Victory, Gilneth is the world's megatron, and the army of 300,000 undead will become a stepping stone for Gilnes, and at that time, with the prestige of a big victory, he will call for the reorganization of the alliance, which is the general trend, and no one can stop it.

As the old saying goes, a crisis is also an opportunity, and an opportunity is also a crisis.

The two complement each other, and no one can leave the other, it depends on your ability to turn a crisis into an opportunity.

The sound of a crackling flame burning kept coming out of the walls of Greyman. Not only does it have magic lighting tools. There was also a burning brazier. Every corner is illuminated, and there is not a single dead end in the wall of Greymane.

The cold wind was blowing in the night, and the hair was constantly fluttering with the wind, Rex and Kael'thas stood side by side, staring at the army of the undead under the walls of Greymane, and the sound of footsteps came out, a handsome man, fully armed. Pressing the weapon in his hand, he strode to Rex's side, and said in Rex's ear in a low tone; "Marshal, fifty thousand reinforcements have arrived,"

"No resistance, Ulysses," Rex said in a flat tone.

"How could it not be, those damn eastern lords, but they were very reluctant, but when Rona led the five thousand iron horses around, they were all happy." Ulysses did not have any liking for the Eastern Lords, and Ulysses was different from Vincent. Vincent is cunning and cunning, and has always shown people with a sleek side, and has always been a banner, which is not a compliment, but a derogatory word, a banner that blows in either direction, and falls in whichever way the wind blows.

Before things are defined, he never makes a statement, and every time Vincent makes a statement, it is when the matter has been decided, this is not to say that Vincent's words are important, but Vincent has always understood the meaning of King Jean, so Vincent and the Eastern Lord do not have much conflict, but Ulysses is different, it is the young and vigorous era, in recent times, the Eastern Lord's proposition, the strategy of closing the Wall of Greymane, has aroused the disgust of many people with a sense of justice, and Ulysses is one of them.

So there was a chance, and Ulysses didn't mind giving the eastern lord two eye drops.

"At this time, they can only give me pleasure," Rex's eyes flashed with a cold light, this big battle is related to the life and death of Gilneth, Rex does not allow any accidents, at first it was underestimated, I thought it was a partial division, so Rex can endure it, these lords, they do not send the most elite personal guards, but the current battle situation has developed to the battle of national fortune, Rex wants to concentrate all the troops.

Every lord's strength must be hollowed out, if anyone dares to be careful, Rex doesn't mind destroying him, usually Rex still has some fears, but now that the army is gathered in the wall of Greyman, they can't make waves.

"The undead are preparing to attack the city," a pleasant voice like a yellow warbler sounded, Rex, who was whispering to Ulysses, glanced at Sylvanas who spoke, and then retracted his gaze and looked towards the army of the undead outside the city, and sure enough, as Sylvanas said, as countless black figures trembled, the siege equipment began to be pushed by the abomination of being full of miscellaneous garbage, all kinds of garbage, and stitching marks, and slowly approached the wall of Greymane.

Don't look at the abomination constantly shaking his body, as if he is about to fall down at any moment, but the pace is very steady.

The undead, they are a group of walking corpses who are tireless, painless, emotionless, fearless, and only want to kill and eat.

Perfect Killer Machine, strictly speaking, they are more perfect minions than orcs, and immediately after the soldiers came to the city, they began to prepare for the siege of the city, without any delay.

Looking at the skeletons that began to rush towards the Wall of Greymane like a tide, and the ghoul wrapped in a layer of flesh, Rex clearly felt that some of the soldiers standing near him were extremely depressed at this time, and there was fear on their faces.

Among Gilneth, the only ones who are really elite are the Knights of the Round Table and the Royal Guard, and the others cannot be regarded as elite even if they are trained strictly, because throughout the Kingdom of Gilneis, only these two armies have experienced the baptism of war, they have undergone a transformation, completed the evolution of grass birds to veterans, for a veteran of the battlefield, they are fearless, when they set foot on the battlefield, they have put life and death out of the way, they don't care who their enemies are, All they have to do is to cut the enemy through the chest with the weapon in their hand and kill the opponent.

But these recruits who have not experienced the war, in the face of war, themselves have pressure, and this time the enemy is not alive, the undead are easy to be feared, even if it is orcs, they are also alive, there is blood, flesh, pain, and tiredness.

But the undead are different, they are transformed from the living, everyone knows this, facing them, there is a faint fear in their hearts, which is generated by subconscious instinct, and it can't be suppressed.

These soldiers near Rex were trained by Rex, and all of them have already fused the infantry heroes, but even so, when facing the army of the undead, there will be fear, and the current state of those soldiers who have not fused the infantry heroes can be imagined.

In the last two years or so, Rex began to recruit infantry heroes on a large scale, and then began to fuse, but even so, there are not many soldiers who can really accommodate infantry heroes, Rex's financial resources are limited, and the price of an infantry hero is not cheap, tens of thousands of troops, hundreds of thousands of gold coins are needed, this expense, Rex can't get it.

Therefore, only a small part of them are fused with infantry heroes, and most of them are just trained strictly, not to mention that in the armies of some major lords today, their appearance will be even more unbearable, and they are completely a group of rabble, and those who come to make up the number, Rex just treats them as coolies, and does not expect them to exert much combat power at all.

Ugly bat-like gargoyles, countless crazy roaring zombies, ghouls, rancid abominations, hideous crypt demons, overwhelming, boundless!

The tide is pouring towards the wall of Greymane, as the saying goes, more than 10,000 soldiers are boundless, and the current army of the undead, there are 300,000, and even more endless, as long as the light can shine, there are undead figures.

In the face of the low morale of the army, these guys who have not seen blood, the instinctive fear in their hearts, this Rex can't blame them, this is the instinctive fear, only after the experience of blood and fire, they can overcome this, so Rex stood up at this time, staring at the tide of the undead army under the wall of Greymane, Rex's eyes began to search, and soon a lonely figure riding a mount appeared in Rex's eyes.

This knight, the mount is a death war horse, the body exudes a breath of death, and the knight riding on the body echoes from afar, the two complement each other, increase each other, the death war horse is fully draped, most of the body is wrapped in armor and saddles.

One of the people on his body was not a human before he was born, but a green-skinned orc, even if he became a death knight, the green color began to become lighter, but from the pale face exposed, it could still be seen that the green traces were there, Scott.

Rex has recognized the identity of this Death Knight, who is the commander of this army of the undead, Death Knight Scott.

"Scott!"

In the face of the endless army of undead, the evil aura that emanated, Rex was fearless, and suddenly shouted loudly with all the strength of his body, and if he did not stand up at this time, the coalition soldiers with low morale fought and fought, and under the gradual deepening of fear, the coalition army was vulnerable, and the eyes of the death knight were condensed on Rex's body from a distance.

"Come up and die,"

"This time you won't escape from my hands like the previous two times,"

With this loud shout like Hong Zhong Dalu, the content of the words made the coalition army have some low morale, quickly rising, with a resolute face, tightly holding the weapon in his hand, the coalition soldiers at this moment extinguished the panic in their minds, the commander of the enemy army is a defeated general under His Royal Highness the Prince, there is nothing to be afraid of. (To be continued......)