Fairbanks and Garethos leaned back to back, surrounded by the few remaining Lordaeron People's Resistance Army and the undead who had receded like a tidal wave.

The fierce and brutal battle left the two of them no longer able to think about why the undead had retreated, they just leaned on each other, trying to breathe for a moment.

It took a long time for Farbanks to react, the undead actually retreated, could it be that Mograine killed Sylvanas? Or...... Reinforcements have arrived.

In either case, Farbanks could have taken it a little easier, but when he saw that there was no longer a retinue of him and Mograini around, Farbanks' heart welled up.

Originally, this war could have been avoided, and originally, these undead who claimed to be the Forsaken could have been united, but it was all because of the stupid man behind him, for his own selfishness, forcibly pulled Mograini and himself into his chariot.

Did he think so, wise Alexandros? Will Mograine be able to help him capture Lordaeron? It's really naïve, to do so, it is undoubtedly a provocation, a provocation to a great lord, a commander.

Thinking of this, Farbanks glanced back at Garisos with a look of disgust in his eyes.

Click! Click! Click!

The sound of horses' hooves came from the streets, and Fairbanks was finally relieved that reinforcements were coming, and reinforcements from the monastery were coming.

Fairbanks sat down and laughed miserably at the gloomy sky.

There was a sudden emptiness behind him, almost flashing Garisos's old waist, and it was easy to stand still, and before he could complain about Fairbanks, Garissos saw a large area of holy light in the distance of the street.

"Fairbanks, is it the Abbey guy?" Garethos asked.

Hearing this nasty voice again, Farbanks frowned and said, "It should be them, before coming, Mograine only asked for reinforcements from the Abbey. ”

In fact, Garissos knew about Mograine's request for troops from the Abbey, and his question at this time was just to confirm it.

Receiving an affirmative reply, Galisos, who was still a little tired, suddenly straightened up, he must not let the stubborn monks see his weak side.

……

On the rooftop, I, Sylvanas, and Varymatus stood side by side, quietly watching what was happening beneath them.

The Forsaken, under the command of Putress and Faranire, were methodically retreating towards the Garden Square, the Lordaeron People's Resistance Army was slumping to the ground like a puddle of mud, and the paladins and priests of the Abbey were galloping with the light.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in Valimas's eyes, and he said to Sylvanas: "You need to ...... all these people" Varimasas's hand slashed his neck, the intention was very obvious.

Sylvanas said lightly: "No, let's not talk about killing Farbanks, Mograini will be furious, just say that leaving Garissos, a selfish guy who has a shadow of Mograine, may come in handy in the future." ”

Varimathas's eyes rolled and he smiled: "Sure enough, the queen is still resourceful, and it is indeed more beneficial not to kill than to kill." ”

Listening to the unbridled calculations of the two, I seem to be able to see the fierce sparks between Garethos and Mograini in the future, but I am still a little unwilling to make a feud with the future Scarlet Crusaders.

"Since Garethos is the one to blame for the war, is it possible for us to make peace with Mograini?"

Sylvanas said worriedly, "Now that the war has begun, it is too difficult to stop. ”

"That's right, there are losses on both sides, and the hatred is already there, even if Mograine's men are less than ten dead, but as the second commander of this attack, the Lordaeron People's Resistance Army is also to blame." Whether it is to the dead or the living, he must give an account. ”

I picked up the conversation and said, "So, no matter what, we're in a hostile relationship with Mograini?" ”

"That's right!" "That's right!"

Sylvanas and Varimatas nodded.

In the distance, the Iron Rider was rapidly approaching, and from the flying dust and scattered light, I could see Mograine's majestic body and resentful eyes.

With a slight sigh in my heart, my eyes showed determination.

If you want to fight, then let's fight.

Scarlet Crusader, hum, you won't last long, and similarly, as the Supreme Commander of the Scarlet Crusader, you won't be for long in Mograine, and besides, Uncle Ben already has a way to deal with you.

"Alright, the Forsaken are almost all in the sewers, and we should go too." Sylvanas glanced at Mograini, who was "close at hand", then grabbed me by the neck and turned and leaped towards the Garden Square.

"Hehe, the show has just begun!" Varimathas chuckled and left with Sylvanas.

After a few jumps, we came to the end of the Garden Square, which is the largest royal residence in Lordaeron and the largest entrance to the sewers in Lordaeron.

To be honest, I never understood why a royal palace for garden views would sit above the city's largest sewer entrance.

"Your Majesty, the situation is a little unoptimistic, there are too many undead, I'm afraid it will be too late." Putres trotted all the way to Sylvanas and said with a worried expression.

For some reason, when I heard "Her Majesty", my whole body became comfortable, and I couldn't help but feel a little good about this old walking corpse that ran tremblingly.

However, when I saw that after he finished speaking, he took two steps back and showed a disgusted look on his face, my face suddenly turned bad.

What's the deal, didn't you just cut off the carrion, what's the big deal, why do you dislike the old paper, isn't there more maggots on the old paper, people don't dislike the demon king, you dare to dislike me as a walking corpse?

"Lao Pu!" I took two steps forward, put my arms around Putress by the shoulders, and said with a wicked smile: "Don't worry, with me resisting the Holy Light, you can rest assured and retreat boldly." ”

The old walking corpse with a slight cleanliness habit was hugged by a walking corpse crawling with maggots, and Putres almost didn't cry, but after listening to my words, he didn't have time to dislike it, but asked in surprise: "Oh? Can you deal with the Ember Bringer? ”

"Of course, the Ember Messenger is just a little meant, you just didn't see it, Her Majesty and I killed Mograini, if it wasn't for their reinforcements arriving, Mograini would have been killed a long time ago."