It felt so uncomfortable to be crowded in a pile of rotten meat, and there was a greasy and soft feeling in the front of my limbs, chest and back, and sometimes even a piece of rotten meat was stuffed in my mouth.

At that moment, I strongly hoped that it was not the walking corpses that surrounded me, but skeletons.

Finally, after the narrow staircase was over, a large group of undead came to the open space in the city, and at this time, as the walking corpses around me rushed towards the living like dumplings, I finally got a moment of respite.

The battle broke out very suddenly, and the undead in the city only heard a loud noise, and then a large group of living people poured in, and before the undead could react, the mighty man who ran at the forefront began to kill.

The blade of the sword flew in the air, the holy light was like the sun, and in a few breaths, Mograine's figure disappeared from the base of the city wall and appeared on the street in the center of Lordaeron.

"Keep rushing, don't stop, we're regrouping at the Square Garden."

Mograine roared, leading a large number of soldiers towards the square garden, frantically tearing a hole in the sea of the undead.

The scene changed so quickly that by the time I went down to the city and stretched out my middle finger to the hateful walking corpses, the Lordaeron People's Resistance Army left the city gates in frenzy and fear.

For a moment, I wondered if all of these guys were equipped with Hot Wheels, and they were running really fast, five or six hundred people, two people in a row, hundreds of meters long, but they left the city gate within a minute, and got out of the risk of being surrounded.

In this way, the undead in the city chased and intercepted the resistance of the people of Lordaeron, and the undead in the city ate behind their butts like dogs.

I looked up and finally saw Sylvanas on a pointed roof in the distance, and Mograini was still a hundred meters away from her.

Nima's, what a damn windranger, why do you run so fast? For the first time, I had a great grudge against the Windranger family.

This makes me chase after me, and I have to chase it until the Year of the Dog.

I stomped my foot and ran angrily towards the Lordaeron People's Resistance Army.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

A few arrows whistled through the air and I looked up, only to see Sylvanas, who was standing on the roof, shooting arrows at the living with her bow raised, and almost every arrow had fallen.

"Sylvanas, your opponent is here!" Mograine roared, slashing a dazzling sword at Sylvanas.

Why do you say dazzling? The reason is very simple, this guy is still twenty or thirty meters away from the Queen, but the holy light sword on the Ember Messenger flies towards Sylvanas like lightning.

"Be careful, Hei-hee!" I couldn't help but shout, and even though Sylvanas dodged to another roof as I did, I was half scared to death, even though she couldn't hear me.

The light emitted by the Ember Bringer was more terrible than that of any paladin or cleric, almost to the point of incomprehension, and if it were to be brushed against each other, my daughter-in-law who had not passed through the door would ......

No, you have to hurry up and help, at least you have to pull the queen away from the battlefield, and leave the green mountains without worrying about running out of firewood.

There had never been a moment when I had run as fast as I had now, and my legs were running wildly like a wheel, and down a lane that ran parallel to the center street, I finally ran under the roof of Sylvanas' house.

But at this time, Sylvanas didn't know how many places she had changed, and the roof was just empty, so how could there be any one of her.

I gritted my teeth and let it go, isn't it just a death, who is afraid of whom?

There was a row of houses across the alleyway from the central street, and I looked over and could see a completely collapsed house, and I ran all the way to get there, looking out through the ruins.

Oh my god, it was all Lordaeron People's Resistance Army, and I could see their shiny armor and the pattern on their chests when they were so close.

Just then, I suddenly heard a shout, like Mograini's voice.

"Garethos, lead everyone to the Garden Square to assemble the party, and I'll stay here to fend off this mad woman."

That's right, it must be Mograine, and besides him, it seems that no one in the Lordaeron People's Resistance Army can stand up to Sylvanas.

Okay, wait, I'll rush out when this wave has passed.

"Varimathas, take everyone after the Resistance, kill them all, and give it to me Mograini, and I'll see how powerful the Ashbringer is."

Sylvanas's cold voice sounded, scared me almost didn't sit on the ground, you talk about you, can't you pull the Dread Demon King to deal with Mograini together, and let the family go away by name, if Valimathas has a little conscience and wants to help, you will also be killed.

I became more and more anxious and worried, and finally the Lordaeron People's Resistance Army left my sight, and I bent my waist and carefully stepped on the ruins, walking briskly towards the central street on the other side of the house.

There is a ruin under his feet, countless broken bricks and rotten tiles, coupled with collapsed beams and smashed broken furniture, which makes the short distance of ten meters like a heavenly mat, and the effort to walk is not to mention.

Finally, I made my way over the ruins to the central street, hiding behind a large barrel and looking around.

At this time, not only was the Lordaeron People's Resistance Army gone, but even the forsaken were pitifully few, and one by one they were hiding from Mograine as if they had seen the plague, and I saw some traces of the walking corpses in several houses opposite.

What a stupid person, why don't you run away, what are you hanging around here, thinking it's safe to hide? I see your brains are really rusty, this guy, didn't you see the holy light of the Ash Bringer sweeping everywhere as if he didn't want money? A wipe will give you a minute to rest.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Just as I was thinking wildly, a roar came to my ears, and I fixed my eyes to see that Mograini was like a tank on a rampage, charging, jumping, and using all kinds of explosive forces, and in a few moments, several dilapidated houses were razed to the ground.

"Sylvanes, quickly retreat, I can spare you from death, if you resist again, I will recognize you, and the sword in my hand will not recognize you."

Mograini jumped onto a roof four or five meters high, shattering the entire house to pieces, before he said to Sylvanas, who had jumped onto another roof.

Sylvanas's eyes were cold, and he didn't see any fear at all, "Don't think about it, if you want to take Lordaeron, you must first step over my corpse." ”

Rumble!

Without saying a word, Mograine charged at Sylvanas again, and Sylvanas's arrows shot at Mograine as if they didn't want money.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The demolition brigade was driven again, and everywhere Mograini went, all the dilapidated houses were gone, and the dust covered the sky, and this time not only the dilapidated houses were damaged, but even the smooth streets were smashed to pieces by him.