In fact, I admire Daylin Proudmoore for all that he has done for all mankind. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info also thought about not letting him die, but as a hero, let's remember him.

Daylin Prodmore was heavily defended by the tribal coalition, and the left and right assaults did not fail to break through, the enemy was ten times his number, and those Tiras Marines under his command were fighting less and less, looking up at the sky sadly, is today the day of the fall of my Daylin Prodmore?

There was a great opportunity in front of him, but he accidentally lost the bottom of the game. Before, Kang asked him to chase after him, but he didn't listen, he just wanted to beat the water dog, but he didn't expect to fall into the trap.

"Lord Dalein Proudmoore?" Lexa knocked several Tiras sailors away and rushed over, striking Dalein Proudmoore with an axe.

Daillin Proudmore struggled to resist with his greatsword, secretly thinking that this orc's strength was really great.

"I know, you're the orc my daughter brought?"

Lexa smiled and said, "It's an honor for you to remember me." My name is Lexa. ”

"Hmph, don't tell me your name, orc." Daillin Prodmore pushed Lexa away with all his might, and the two looked at each other.

Lexa laughed, "I'm not telling you your name, but letting you remember that you will die here." ”

"Huh?! If you want to kill us abroad, step on our corpses first?! "A Naval Captain Kurtilas has been killed. I want to have a sneak attack. However, Lexa, as a hero-level character, can be defeated by a small sneak attack?

He spun lightly on one side, and the axe landed smoothly, cutting off the attacking officer at the waist.

"Poof" a stall of blood gushed out.

The officer's upper body rolled under Daylin Proudmore's feet, and he summoned his last life and shouted, "Your Majesty, ...... Walk ......"

Daillin Prodmore watched his soldiers fall in pools of blood, leaving tears in his eyes, his brother who was born and died with him, but finally died in front of him.

"Ah!!h

He drew his sword again and slashed it, he had been through World War I, World War II, and his light would shine on humanity as it advanced. He may belong to history and launch this stage, but all he has to do is keep going down this path. As a man, as a father, as a general, as a king. He did not flinch and continued the fight.

Under the round of attacks, Lexa freed his hand and said contemptuously: "Old fellow, your strength is too small. ”

Daillin Prodmore didn't stop the long sword in his hand and said, "But, it will also jump out a few of your teeth." Immediately pulled a musket from his waist and fired it at Lexa.

"Bang"

The musket emitted white smoke and fired bullets.

"When"

Lexa blocked it in front of him with a tomahawk, and the bullet shot into the face of the tomahawk, but it didn't shoot through, and the power of this musket was really great.

"Humans love to do these things." Lexa looked at the battle axe in his hand, then at Dalin Prodmore, and said solemnly: "Your Excellency Dalin Prodmore, let's have a dignified fight." ”

Daillin Proudmoore tossed his musket aside and smiled, "That's exactly what I mean." "The defeat of the Kul Tiras Navy is a foregone conclusion, and he must find a way to keep these people. Let them go back alive.

"You are a warrior of the tribe, and I respect you very much, but there is one condition, if I die, please send my soldiers back to the island of Theramo safely."

Lexa had promised Gianna not to embarrass his father, but seeing that his father had been leading the soldiers to rush around, he must not have surrendered. There is only one end that will not surrender, and that is death. Rather than die in the hands of those miscellaneous fish, it is better to die in his hands, and he also thought that he would be a hero in the world for a while.

He nodded slowly and shouted, "Come on!! ”

Daillin Proudmore rushed forward and swung his greatsword at the battle, fighting Lexa. Lexa clearly felt that Daille Prodmore's tricks had changed, sharper and faster than before. Maybe he put aside all his distractions and threw himself into a duel with him. Such a hero should fight me. Thinking of this, Lexa shouted happily:

"Good, very good."

Daylin Proudmoore knew that he couldn't escape his fate, so why not fight happily, such a death should not be infamous. Friends...... His mind conjured up Lothar's face.

Anduin Lothar, humanity's bravest warrior and guardian of glory.

Daillin Proudmore swung his greatsword to the extreme, and time seemed to stand still, and for a moment it seemed to be customized, and everything around him seemed to stand still. Time is very short, but it seems long.

After all, Daillin Prodmore is already old, and he really isn't enough in front of the young and powerful Lexa...... The years are really a ruthless knife, which not only cuts off his appearance, but also destroys his body, but it can't destroy his will.

“Lothar!!!”

“Lok\'tar!!!”

"Poof"

Lexa's great axe slashed his greatsword, and the armor on his body also showed deep marks, half of the armor was broken, and blood flowed from his firm chest......

"Poof"

Dalyn Prodmoore spurted out a mouthful of blood. I saw an arrow feather stuck in his back. Penetrated his chest.

"Ahem......"

Seeing this, Lexa's face looked angry, his eyes widened, and he said, "Who, who is it!! ”

In the battle between heroes, he was plotted by the villain, which made him embarrassed.

"Daylin Prodmoore !!" Kang and a team of men and horses have reopened the layers of encirclement of the tribal alliance. He raised the staff in his hand high and cast a spell: a rain of flames.

The sky was cold, and when it was white, fiery red boulders burned and attacked the tribe.

"Boom"

Everywhere he went, there were explosions around him, blowing up a lot of orcs. Then in an icy shot, ten thousand swept forward like blades.

"Rush, !!"

The Kultilas navy, led by Kang, broke through the encirclement and finally met his brother.

"Hold on, hold on, we're here to save you!!"

"Hold !! up"

Kang saw Dalyn Proudmore standing there with his sword propped up on his body. The wind blew his bloody beard, and his eyes were full of hope.

"Dalin?!"

He saw Lexa standing next to him again, is it really difficult to change his fate? Why is this happening?! He fired an ice spear at Lexa.

Lexa managed to dodge, dodging to the sidelines, no next move.

Kang ran over to Dalein Proudmore and asked, "General?" Checkmate?! ”

Daillin Proudmore said slowly: "Kang, although we are plain in our lives, but in the days we get along with you, I feel that you are a responsible person. I want you to promise me one thing. The bloody hand gripped Kang's hand tightly.

Kang grabbed his hand and said, "Are you entrusting your daughter to me?" Don't worry, I'll take care of her. ”

Daylin Proudmore smiled awkwardly, coughed up blood, and said, "Hehe, this is just one of them, I hope you can bring my soldiers back safely......"

Belch?! Daylin Proudmore took his last breath. Kang felt his arteries and one piece was no longer beating. Slowly closed his eyes. Said solemnly to Dalein Proudmoore:

"Well, I promise !!"

"Navy Kul Tiras listened!! The king has an order, stand back, all stand back!! ”

"General!!

"The King's !!"

They watched Kang hug Daylin Proudmoore's body and kill the orcs around him, and asked, "King, what's wrong?" ”

"The king is glorified."

For a while, everything around was quiet, and suddenly someone said: "Avenge the king and fight with them?!" ”

"Shut up!! The king ordered the retreat!! Kang immediately stopped everyone and said sharply, "Do you want to disobey?" There was silence around, and Kang said slowly: "Only by living, we can have hope, this account will be retrieved from them sooner or later, believe me." I swear, I'll give you an account. But now is not the time. His Excellency Daylin Proudmoore asked me to bring you back safely. Stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood. ”

There was a strange side to the battlefield, and there was a brief truce between the orcs and the humans, and they watched the humans slowly retreat. Not because of anything else, but because of the eyes that looked at death as if they were home. (To be continued.) )