"Lordaeron's affairs are to be resolved by Lordaeron himself, and you can come and help, but only with my father's approval." Arthas said with a frown, he vaguely knew about the Elven family of Windrangers, as if the eldest sister of their family led the elven army to help Lordaeron in the Second War.

He glanced nervously at Gianna beside him, and felt uneasy at the thought that the elf named Kael'thas from Dalaran was pursuing Gianna. He wouldn't let the elves help, Lordaeron's tens of thousands of knights were able to crush all these undead to death, and the help of these elves didn't have much effect, maybe it would be a burden to Lordaeron.

Gianna glanced at Arthas beside her, sighed, and then walked to the front and said, "Wen Lessa, thank you for your kindness, but we don't need your help for the time being. ”

Winresa nodded, and she turned away from Arthas and the others.

It was only a short moment before Locke felt the smell of plague in the air, and he said in a deep voice, "Something is wrong, prepare for battle." ”

Everyone went into a state of alert.

Locke took out the Destroyer of Worlds, and in the melee, the vampiric attribute was obviously much better than the curse attribute of the Flogger, at least he wouldn't worry about being beaten to death by the group.

In fact, the entire northern part of Lordaeron has become a state of anarchy, and Lordaeron's administration of the north has long been paralyzed, and military power is either given to the local nobles, or to the Knights of the Silver Hand and the pro-army of Arthas.

In fact, sometimes it is very common for elves to travel to the north of Lordaeron.

After all, there are some elves who want to see human society, and they will come to human territory to travel together, but judging from the current plague situation in Lordaeron, there will be no elves to play at all.

Probably.

Uhh

The roar of the undead spread from the forest, as if it were a foreshadowing, and the roar of the undead rang out in the dark forest in all directions, and these sounds were very chaotic, and Locke could hear a low, hateful roar not far away.

"Help!"

Wen Lesa moved quickly between the branches, moving lightly towards Locke and the others.

It had only been a short time since she had left the Alsatian army.

Locke's face changed slightly, and he said to Arthas and the others behind him: "The army of the undead has surrounded us, find a place to hold on, and wait for reinforcements." ”

The howls grew louder and louder, and the roars of the approaching undead made Locke feel like he had gone back a long way as he pulled the Flogger from his waist and put the Destroyer of Worlds back on his back.

He said slowly to Wen Leisa, who was approaching, "All right, Miss Braumus, your acting skills are very rubbish. ”

"At least I've seen through the array of illusions that have been placed on you from the very beginning."

Winlessa stopped moving closer to Locke, and she let out a hearty laugh, followed by a purple shadow spell that echoed around her, peeling off all of her epidermal armor, revealing long pale hair, bloodless skin, and spiky ears.

This is not Winlessa, but the Duchess of Braumus.

Arthas raised his hand and gave Locke a blessing of strength, and he snorted coldly, "Undead." ”

Locke was noncommittal, and when the undead from all directions gradually surrounded him, Locke had no fear in his heart, nor did he have any fear, as if everything had fallen into place.

An abomination walked with heavy steps, followed by three meat grinders, the siege weapons that stored the corpses of the necromancers, rolling their heavy tires towards the Alsatian army.

Locke didn't move, it could be seen that the undead had already mobilized all their power, and the gargoyles covering the sky and the cave demons moving quickly from the ground already marked that Locke and the others had fallen into the trap of Kel'thugad.

Locke looked at the Duchess of Braumus, the High Elf who had no blood on his face and looked at Locke with a hint of playfulness.

"Elf, did I kill the Blood Knight Ser Serryek ahead of time, thus triggering your early downfall?"

"You killed Serijek?" Braumus raised a voice of doubt in his mouth, after becoming an undead, the feelings of human beings before death have been consumed, except for the strong resentment before death.

Locke smiled and said, "That's right, but there's no reward." ”

Quack, la, la

Dozens of ghouls rushed towards Locke, these cruel undead, although the combat power of the individual is not as strong as the human infantry, but the vast number is still a strong recovery ability, so that it can bite the throat of the human in an instant after pounced on the human.

Locke took a deep breath, he couldn't use necromancy in Arthas's camp, but fortunately, his proficiency in swordsmanship was still there, and these ghouls couldn't be called a threat to him at all.

Hearing only a series of broken bones, the ghouls turned into a pile of broken bones in front of Locke, who jumped lightly and rushed towards the Duchess of Braumus, who was not far away.

The green anti-magic shield and the icy frost covered Locke's body at the same time, causing him to attack the Duchess of Braumus.

A cold light flashed.

The flogger and the black blade swelled, and the sparks like fire butterflies burst in the air, and even the Duchess of Braumus, as the black knight of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, did not break free from Locke's attack for a while. In just two seconds of confrontation, Locke was already given enough time.

He leaped backwards, raised the flogger high, and with the impact of the sprint, slashed at the Duchess of Braumus, who was close at hand, gusts of wind pressure appeared from the blade, and Locke said slowly: "Why, the Black Knight of the Apocalypse, the embodiment of famine, is it helpless against me like this?" ”

The wind pressure that swirled from the blade shook the branches of the surrounding trees, and Blaumux was directly suppressed to take a few steps back, and then stared at Locke with cold eyes.

A faint green plague emanated from Locke's body, and he stared at the Duchess of Braumus, who was leaning against a tree not far away, and said slowly, "The peak of the elite?" The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse?? ”

On another battlefield, Arthas swung the hammer of Minethil and beat the approaching ghouls into meat sauce, and he heard the panting of the soldiers around him, and knew that the soldiers were in a bitter battle.

But there is no way.

Gianna struck, a scroll pulsing in her hand, first adding defensive spells to Lordaeron's soldiers, and then raising her hand to shoot a blue frost arrow forward.

"Ice Arrow"

The frozen stream of frost in the air struck a meat grinder with unmistakable accuracy, disabling the weapon that was throwing corpses indiscriminately.

The muffled sound of bowstrings spread in the air, Arthas didn't think about it, he went directly to the front, opened the Holy Light Shield, and a golden shield burst out from his body, and then the golden shield vine enveloped him, and at this moment, a shadow arrow shot out of the melee, directly hitting Arthas. (To be continued.) )