Arthas enjoyed the moment, and it didn't take long for him to get the elves to retreat. Write "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info seriously, the combat power of these undead is indeed good, the key is absolute obedience to themselves, except for Gamas.

"Kill all the heretics who dare to stop the Holy Legion of the Lich King!" The cold voice of Alsace was heard over the forest.

Andy touched the sweat on his face, and in just a few moments, he killed more than a hundred undead, from the lowest-level zombies and ghouls, to those gargoyles and banshees, all within his kill range.

Gargoyles and banshees are hard to resist for the soldiers, but for Andy, they're just a group of high-level undead, not beyond their capabilities, and they're constantly improving their strength.

Before the defeated soldiers could prepare, the undead who followed them rushed to the second line of defense. Although after a fierce battle in the first line of defense, those undead were not affected at all, and they were still full of strength.

"Block them, block them!" The commander of the second line of defense shouted desperately as he slashed the enemy.

He had seen Truss and Sylvanas, the soldiers who had just retreated and needed a short break and organization to be ready for battle. During this time, he must lead his soldiers to fend off the attacks of the undead.

The undead gathered more and more, and Emmelton felt the pressure. The surrounding soldiers were all caught in the battle with the undead, and the soldiers who had withdrawn from the first line of defense quickly entered the battle.

However, in the face of a large number of undead who could replenish the army at any time, he felt powerless. He was a little afraid to look at it, and his comrades-in-arms, who were still fighting side by side with him just now, were killed by the undead in the blink of an eye, and then stood up and followed the undead army to attack the defense line. And what they have to do is to cut off the head of this former comrade-in-arms, which is simply a kind of torture.

"Lord Truss, the defense line is about to collapse!" "The casualties of the soldiers are too great! ”

Truss is not invisible, but too helpless to take a step back even if the defense line collapses. If these undead were allowed to pass through the last five kilometers, Khalir's outpost would certainly not be able to stand it.

"It must be resisted!" Truss glared, "If we let these undead run in, we'll all be finished!" ”

Emor took a deep breath and reflexively returned to the front line of the battle, killing several undead in succession. Aymor glanced at these warriors, I'm afraid no one will be able to go back today!

Arthas stood on a high place, watching the fierce battle not far ahead, and his eyes couldn't help but stare at it. The advance of the undead army was noticeable, and they were met with stubborn resistance from the elves.

Arthas snorted and stepped down the high post, the sacred army of the undead could not be stopped, these mortals could not stop their advance.

In fact, Arthas had always wondered why Neozu was the first to attack Silvermoon City, and it wasn't until he read the task that Naozu gave him in his head that he suddenly realized.

Silvermoon City must be taken, otherwise the huge plan behind it will not be able to be carried out.

Everyone on Silvermoon's side has been caught in the middle of a big war, including Sylvanas and Andy, as well as Nasas who has always only had the name of a master but no real master. It is true that these people are much stronger than those ordinary soldiers, but in such a large-scale legion battle, it will not play a role at all, unless they all kill the head of the enemy, but the undead will not give them this opportunity.

So when Arthas walked into the battlefield leisurely, the soldiers were only stunned for a moment, this undead spirit was a little different. Indifferently under such a big war, I can only think of so much.

Sylvanas didn't see Arthas, and Truss was already under siege and had no time to care. In addition to Andy, there was another person in the battlefield who found Arthas coming, and that was Amore.

He is the commander of the second line of defense, and Truss's first lieutenant in the garrison, and he is the strongest in the army except for Truss.

"You...... Is it human? Amor was surprised and said, "Why did you bring the undead here?" ”

"That's a lot of nonsense!" Arthas's voice had changed, and he had become hoarse with a cold chill, "Whoever stands in my way will fall at my feet!" ”

"Wishful thinking!" Aimol said through gritted teeth, glaring at his somewhat reddened eyes.

"Humph!" Arthas didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore, and the frost sorrow in his hand pointed at Amor, "You will be the first sacrifice of frost sorrow, die!" ”

As Frost Grief stepped forward, Amor felt a strange power, as if he wanted to suck his soul out of his body.

Aymor was startled and raised his long knife to block. But it didn't work, Frost Grief pierced his heart directly, and blood flowed out of the blade. Arthas pulled out the frost sorrow, blood spurting out.

A grayish-colored thing like light smoke burrowed into the sorrow of frost.

Andy had already started rushing in this direction when Amor faced Arthas, but he was still a step too late. He watched Arthas's movements in a daze, and couldn't help but frown. I'm afraid others don't recognize this kind of thing, but Andy does! Much like the evil soul-sucking spells of Gul'dan and Naozu, Arthas sucked Aymor's soul with Frost Grief.

"Arthas!" Andy rushed to him, looked at the already visibly shriveled Aymor and yelled, "You've been bewitched by that bastard of Naozu, how long are you going to be wrong?" ”

"Huh, you know me?" Arthas couldn't remember anyone but himself, "You can call the name of the Lich King, come and die!" As he spoke, Arthas slashed with his sword.

Andy dodged Arthas's attack, he didn't dare to make contact with the magic sword, it would be fatal!

For a moment, Arthas was unexpectedly unstoppable, and he had slaughtered all the High Elf warriors around him, including two high-ranking officers. Without exception, the souls of the dead soldiers all entered the Frost Grief.

Sylvanas shot an arrow through the head of an undead and glanced at the battle around him. The defense line is on the verge of collapse, and the soldiers have repeatedly retreated, and if this fight continues, I am afraid that there will not be a few people left who retreat to the outpost.

"Truss, Truss!" Sylvanas shouted.

Truss heard the cry, quickly got rid of the undead beside him, and said loudly: "What's the matter? ”

"Retreat! Go back to the outpost! Sylvanas made a decision.

Truss was shocked, Sylvanas already wanted to give up, but all their morale was gone. But he looked at the soldiers who were in a bitter battle, and couldn't help but sigh, he also knew that if he continued to hold on, none of them would be able to escape!

Orders were quickly delivered, but it was not so easy to get out of the battlefield unless they were prepared to pay a great price.

Suddenly, a group of soldiers broke away from the large group that was fighting and retreating, and rushed to the front alone. There weren't many of them, but they were all holding their breath, with an aura of seeing death as if they were at home.

"What do they want to do?" Sylvanas exclaimed.

"Those were wounded but not fatal soldiers, and they wanted to buy some time for the retreat of the large army." Truss, who was standing next to her, said, but in a somewhat sad tone.

With these people fighting off the undead in a large force, the retreat became rapid, and the five-kilometer distance was not a very long distance for these warriors, and the retreating warriors had a few more minutes to recuperate.

Arthas looked at these stubborn elves, and with a wave of the magic sword in his hand, a cold light was raised, and more than a dozen people fell in an instant.

These warriors who volunteered to stay only slightly slowed down the offensive rhythm of the undead legion, and they couldn't stop it at all.

But things were always so unexpected, and when Arthas led the undead to chase them a hundred meters from the outpost, he actually stopped attacking.

"What are you doing?" Garmath glanced back at Arthas, with obvious anger on his face.

"Take a break and continue tomorrow!" Arthas said coldly, "Also, don't talk to me like that, or I'll execute you for the following crimes!" Don't forget, I'm the commander, and it's up to me to decide anything! ”

Gamath looked stunned, he knew that Arthas wasn't joking, he really did it again.

Arthas was worried that he couldn't find a reason to kill him, and the fool ran into it himself. He didn't care about the reaction of the tall undead and walked backwards with the Banshee Stari.