"Hey, soldier, we look like we're going to die!" Helena shouted loudly without grace.

The High Elf Ranger was now cowering behind Paul, her ten fingers already stained with her own blood, and though she was still struggling to hold the longbow, the trembling bowstring hadn't shot an arrow for a long time.

"Elf, do you know that in our hometown, the more we are dying, the more we can't mention this dead word, then there will be no way to return to the embrace of the Holy Light." Paul grinned on dry lips and tried to make a smiling face, but failed because of the stiffness of his facial muscles.

Just now, Paul had lost his last companion; Now, along with Helena the High Elf Ranger, he is surrounded by dozens of orcs - a ranger who has long since lost his ability to fight.

"What's my business, I don't believe in the Light...... Helena pursed her lips, twisted her feet slightly, and fell down on Paul's back.

"Hey, you ......" felt the petite and soft body leaning against his back, even in the face of death, Paul couldn't help but tremble; He wanted to put his backhand around Helena and give her a warm hug, but he didn't, but he just clenched his two-handed sword more resolutely - if I kept holding the sword, I wouldn't be able to hold you tight; But if I don't have a sword in my hand, what can I do to protect you?

"Hey, soldier, don't you have a good idea? Say whatever you want! The last time you said you were going to use lightning to slash these guys, didn't you really slash them with lightning? Say it again! Helena leaned lazily against Paul's back, though she couldn't feel any warmth through the cold armor. But she still feels very comfortable, like a quilt in the morning, which makes people feel nostalgic.

Alas. The elven ranger is good at everything, but his brain is not very good—Paul sighed inwardly, and with his sword in hand, he slashed off the right arm of an orc trying to get close to him.

The green arm fell to the ground along with the weapon, and blood gushed from the orc's shoulder, splashing Paul's body; The orc, who had lost his arm, fell to his knees, clutched his wound with his hand and let out a terrible howl; Its companions were slightly intimidated by this. For the time being, there was no rush to kill Robin and Helena - victory belonged to the tribe, and life was theirs; Anyway, this dog man and woman (Helena: Hey, talk about you. It's you, you filthy orc, who do you say are dog men and women? The old lady is an arrow...... Oops, my fingers hurt...... Sooner or later, they will be torn to pieces. But the human seemed to have some strength. Then there is no need to rush to the first one.

Paul had actually used up the last of his strength, and he plunged his two-handed sword into the soft blood-soaked ground beneath him, barely holding himself up.

"What can I say? If I could, I would like to have a good red dragon appear and help us defeat these enemies, just like I did in Nanhai Town. Paul's tone was full of bitterness and self-deprecation.

After arriving in Southsea with His Majesty King Terenus, Paul learned about the defense of Southsea from his former colleagues in the Royal Guard of Lordaeron, now the Paladins.

Colleagues have mentioned that a good red dragon has appeared, helping the humans to repel the red dragons on the orc side; But the same drama can't happen again!

[[Archmage Antonidas stroked his beard: "Young man, don't talk nonsense. That red dragon had apparently been repelled by our Dalaran battle mage troops. ”

Xiaoshuang: "Stinky old man is shameless!" That stupid dragon was obviously scared away by me! ”

White Yaksha Ginshi: "Little Frost Lord Saigao!" Antonidas The stinky old man dares to take credit, and he will be killed tomorrow. ”

Archmage Antonidas: "Author, you ......"

Vomit three liters of blood. Archmage Antonidas, d. 】】

"Nonsense, you don't know yet, the red dragons have long since joined the orc side, and they are no longer the guardians of Azeroth......" Helena felt that Paul's words were too unreliable, and couldn't help but muster up the last of her energy and taunted him.

"Of course I knew it couldn't be, but ......," Paul was about to say, "You told me to say whatever I wanted," when he heard a thunderous roar from the distant sky, interrupting him.

The roar was so great that it could be heard throughout the Arathi Heights; Everyone on the battlefield - all humans, trolls, orcs, dwarves and high elves, even the terrible ogres - were attracted by this roar, stopped what they were doing, and looked at the sky to the southeast.

When everyone stopped what they were doing, the whole battlefield seemed very quiet; Only Helena's impatient coquettishness continued: "What's wrong? Go on, soldier, are you dead? ”

"Dragon......" Paul felt as if his tongue had a knot, and he struggled to spit out a very vague word.

"What's that?" Helena twisted on Paul's back, lay on top of him, followed his gaze to the horizon, and then became momentarily sluggish.

"Dragon!" After a brief moment of daz, Helena began to be ecstatic, she grabbed Paul's shoulder with her hand and shook it vigorously, exclaiming, "You're right again, the dragon is really here!" ”

"Dragon......" Paul repeated in a low voice, but his face turned extremely gray - yes, he was blinded again, the dragon did come - but didn't this mean that the destruction of the combined forces of humans and High Elves would come sooner?

Perhaps intellectually, the orcs were noticeably slower to react than Helena and Paul, but that didn't affect their joy at this point - the red dragon was here, and would these damned humans, elves, and dwarves still have a way to live?

The sound reached the battlefield first, but the dragon flew much slower; Even so, at this time, even the worst eyesighted ogre could clearly see that a red dragon with a body length of tens of meters was flapping its wings and flying towards the top of the battlefield.

"Destroy the hammer of miè, the red dragon is coming!" Kilrog said excitedly to Orgrim.

"Well, I saw it." Orgrim looked a little calm at this point, for he knew that he had already bagged the victory; In order to allow Grom and Zuhd to break through the human defenses at the northern end of the Sadol Bridge more quickly, Orgrim did not mobilize the Red Dragon to cooperate with his raid.

Now, the presence of the Red Dragons means that Grom and Zuhd have finally lived up to their expectations and successfully defeated the defenders at the northern end of the Sador Bridge, allowing the Red Dragons to free themselves and continue to destroy human armies and cities along the way...... The red dragon that flew into battle looked like a giant dragon, could it be that Taranistaz himself took action? I wonder how the commander of the human army returning from the northern end of the Sadol Bridge to help Fort Riptide felt when he saw such a large dragon passing above him? - Orgrim thought happily. (To be continued......)