"Marksman, defend with a shield—"

Luminas roared, holding a shield in one hand and a forgiving dagger in the other, standing shoulder to shoulder with the sharpshooters in the front row, squinting at the charging Death Knight in the distance. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Prepare to meet the enemy!"

"Prepare to meet the enemy!"

"Prepare ......"

In the midst of the chaos, even the sharpshooters, who were better at shooting, had a good ability to fight in close combat, and they firmly protected everything above the knee and below the shoulder, and their broad short swords were hidden behind the shield, like a poisonous snake ready to attack.

Looking at the Death Knight getting closer and closer, Luminas was a little nervous, and she shouted loudly, "The number of enemies is not many, and the speed is not fast, everyone block him!" ”

"Bang-"

The moment they collided, time seemed to stand still, until the shield in her hand sank, and then a huge force came, and she could feel that in that moment, her arm was broken.

"Ahh Sandwiched between the horse and the shield, she felt as if she was about to be crushed, and the salty blood in her mouth instantly spread.

"Die!" Looking up, an ugly knight wielded a weapon to split a marksman in half, and Luminas endured the pain and slashed his short sword at the enemy's mount.

The archers' daggers suffered greatly against the cavalry, and the Death Knight paid no attention to Luminas' attack, allowing it to land on his skeletal horse, and then swung his broadsword and slammed it into Luminas's shield, knocking her flying.

Hit again, Luminas spewed a mouthful of blood mist in mid-air and fainted.

The change of the boss did not make any changes to the marksmen, and although their short swords were helpless against the death knights, they still rushed at the enemy without fear of death.

"What a nasty ant." A white-bearded, red-eyed Death Knight irritated and split a marksman in half. He was annoyed by the constant stream of desperate marksmen, and the soldiers frustrated their plans to disrupt the enemy's formation.

They were few in number, just a dozen or so, Talon Bloodseeker, Jaz Soulbreaker, and Ragnak Bloodsnatcher, as well as a few Death Knights. Although they are powerful, they are too few in number, and while becoming Death Knights gain greater melee power, they also lose the Warlock's wide area killing ability.

Although the number of sharpshooters was only two thousand, with their killing speed, it was impossible to kill all these fanatical soldiers in a short period of time!

"We're in trouble, Ragnak!" Suddenly, Talon screamed loudly, accompanied by the sound of thunderous horses' hooves.

As soon as Ragnark looked up, he saw a black line in the distance rushing towards them, and the strong air pressure made him a little breathless: "This is a group of powerful enemies!" Ragnark reacted instantly.

"Retreat!" Taloon was a little pity, but calmly gave the order to retreat.

It had been some time since they had rushed across the lake, but the enemy's terrible woman had not yet appeared, and it was clear that she had been badly wounded in the battle with her master.

Originally, Talong planned to take this opportunity to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop and capture Red Ridge Mountain, but unfortunately he did not expect that the enemy would have a large number of such a fierce army that was not afraid of death!

When Talon called for retreat, Ragnark and Jaz and the other death knights did not hesitate to break away from the entangled marksman, turning their horses' heads and preparing for immediate action. Unfortunately, it was too late by this time.

A hideous scimitar appeared on Talon's head like a grim reaper, and the long, eerie narrow, scimitar swung down with the power of death, forcing them to block.

"Boom-" A strange hammer blocked the slash as the sparks flew around, and Talon held the hammer behind his back, his hands trembling a little, and he felt pain in the first hand-to-hand fight with someone.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the enemy in front of him, the pure black armor did not reflect a trace of light, the smooth armor surface was like a black hole devouring the sun, the black barrel helmet only flashed with two red rays, the cold and powerful knight, and even the war horse under him were completely wrapped in the armor.

Talon gasped, he felt the breath of the dead from the knight in front of him, who was much taller than him, which showed that the enemy was also an undead like him!

Looking at the group of black-armored knights who only left more than a dozen people to entangle them, Talon sighed, he had already thought about what kind of rout would happen when those warriors of the blackstone orcs encountered these powerful knights who were not weaker than their death knights!

"Zheng-"

Talon was in a daze, but the terrifying knight he was facing was not, and the cold combat weapon immediately pulled back when the scimitar was blocked, and there was a short, sharp metal grinding sound between the blade and the war hammer.

Without the need to recover and recharge at all, the strange scimitar slashed at Talong with an afterimage, and the Terror Knight used his superb martial arts and cold will to show what it means to be a perfect battle.

Talon just wanted to block, but suddenly a palpitation appeared in his heart that had not been beating for a long time, and the trembling from his soul reminded him that he must not block, so without hesitation, Talon rolled off the horse and rolled all the way to stop.

Somewhat embarrassed, he scrambled to his feet, and Talon saw a terrifying sight, as the knight swung it, a huge scimitar-like phantom like his scimitar appeared in the air, and after the scimitar phantom swept past his bone horse, he watched as his skeletal horse scattered into a pile of white bones.

"An attack that acts directly on the soul!" Talon knew it in an instant, and at the same time, he found that at least four of his men had lost their lives.

More Terror Knights surrounded them, dragging their slender scimitars on their horses, slowly surrounding the remaining Death Knights in the middle, but not attacking.

"Lay down your arms and surrender, our master is interested in you." The cold, emotionless voice of the tallest Terror Knight at the head came.

Talon felt a little nervous, and he was back-to-back with Jaz, who had also lost his mount, guarded in the middle by a group of death knights.

"The space is locked, and teleportation magic cannot be used." Jaz's voice was hoarse, as if someone had soaked in the corpse.