The Scourge is the public enemy of all Azeroth, and Fordin's words can be described as deafening, and in the distance, the old priest is emotional, shouting, "Lord Fordin, it is great that you can stand up!" We, the Brotherhood of Light, would like to join. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The old priest's words shouted, and the paladins and priests on both sides chanted in unison, and on the other side, the army of the undead stood still, and Kel'thugad watched coldly, his eyes flickering, not knowing what he was thinking.

"So, let's go to war." Inside the floating castle, Arthas's words turned cold. "Summoner, I hope you can be a bystander, you must know that what is unfolding in front of you today is only a corner of the Scourge Legion!"

Kel'thugad seemed to have been waiting for this order for a long time, and as soon as Arthas's words fell, he raised his head to the sky and roared, and a large cold air was sprayed out by him, and he roared: "What are you waiting for? Dig out their hearts for me! ”

In an instant, thousands of undead roared in the sky and rushed madly towards the Chapel of Light's Wish.

Cheng Xiaotian sighed with difficulty, "You guys, you can't beat it, why don't you leave?" ”

Tens of thousands of ghouls who had no thinking, not knowing life and death, pounced with their mouths full of sharp teeth, this scene reminded Cheng Xiaotian of Gilneth.

In a way, there are many similarities between these two battles, the enemy is a ferocious and inhuman "beast", and as long as they are wounded in battle, they will be infected and fall into a situation from which they will never recover.

The difference is that the resistance here is only a few hundred people, and the opponent is so strong that there is no hope of victory, so he can only retreat into the chapel, hold on for a moment, and eventually die.

In addition, Cheng Xiaotian has the means to treat those werewolf patients, but he is unable to save these undead. This is not as simple as an ordinary epidemic, Cheng Xiaotian can clearly see that the souls of these people have been damaged and mutated, and they can no longer return to normal.

Hundreds of people against countless zombies and ghosts, injury is equal to death, how to fight this battle?!

The army of ghouls who fought the vanguard pounced, and the tide was like a tide, and Fuding shook his head with a wry smile at Cheng Xiaotian, no longer persuading, and waved his hand back. The paladins of the Silver Hand immediately closed their formations, and the priests wrapped in the Brotherhood of Light rushed into the door of the chapel.

The Silver Hand Knights, founded during the First Orc War, are historically incomparable with the Fallen Star Knights, dozens of times worse, but in terms of strength, the Silver Hand in its heyday was by no means under the Falling Star Knights. In the spirit of their founder, Alonsos Fao, and with the credo of justice, selflessness and sacrifice, they are truly brave and fearless, admired by all peoples, even the orcs.

But today, in the twilight of the heroes, how can the silver hands of only a few hundred people resist this surging tide of natural disasters?!

At the ruined gates, the knights raised their shields to form the first line of defense, and they shouted loudly, swearing not to retreat. The horde of ghouls rushed over, and they didn't know what death was, and jumped up and slammed their bodies into the sharp spear tips, stinky green fluids splattering.

A paladin gritted his teeth and cursed loudly, when suddenly, a large liquid splashed on his face, captivating his eyes. In the "sizzle" sound, the acid mist filled, and the paladin stomped his feet and roared, his eyes blind.

"Someone, fill in my gap." The paladin shouted, drew his sword with his backhand, and burst into a dazzling holy light, slamming into the tide of ghouls. He slashed with his sword, smashed with his shield, and when he was crushed, he simply bit it with his teeth, which was even crazier than those irrational ghouls.

Almost instantly, the paladin was dismembered, torn into countless pieces of flesh, and in the blink of an eye, it was gnawed up by the ghouls, not a single bone residue remained. The ghouls, who had tasted the smell of meat, became more ferocious, the momentum of the impact became more violent, the shield wall began to unsteadily, and the paladins fell one by one.

The gate was only 10 meters wide, and the number of people on the shield wall was no more than 20, and the people in front died in rows, and the people behind made up one after another, and no one flinched.

Soon, the battle for the gate turned into a battle for the dead, and the corpses of those paladins became targets for both sides, the ghouls grabbed and roared and dragged out, and the paladins hugged their comrades and shouted that they would not let go. Under the wrestling between the two sides, the corpses were torn apart by force, the flesh and blood flew everywhere, the organs were spilled on the ground, and the gate was soon slippery.

Woo......

Suddenly, a strange horn sounded, and the pounding ghoul split in two, making way for a path. Behind the ghoul army, a lifeless skeletal horse charged, and the knight immediately wore a black full helmet and held a pure black transparent long knife, and launched a charge from the crack.

When Brian saw the knife, his face changed, as if he had seen a ghost.

When Tirio Ferdin, who was in the chapel, saw the knife, his face contorted, and his eyes were about to burst into flames.

It seems that they all know this evil and awe-inspiring knife.

"Ember Bringer!" Furding strode forward, pushed through the shield wall and stood up, facing the oncoming knight, and a massive amount of holy light began to emerge from his body, like a door god.

When the knight arrived, the black knife was raised, and with the force of the impact, it slashed at the neck of Ferdin. Furding stood still, raised a huge silver slashing sword, and smashed it against the edge.

With a "boom", the dead air and the white light collided fiercely, and a shockwave swept away around the contact point between the two, and the nearby paladins and ghouls immediately rolled back like water waves.

Zizizi......

In a series of friction sounds, Fordin's silver long knife was like paraffin wax meeting a soldering iron, and was cut into it little by little by the black knife, and the two men faced each other, their eyes widened.

"Darian!"

"Fordin!"

The two of them gritted their teeth and roared at the same time, as if they wanted to bite their opponents to death!

In the distance, since the knife appeared, Brian was like an ant on a hot pot, he couldn't sit still anymore, he grabbed Cheng Xiaotian, glared at him and said, "My lord, if you don't make a move, it's all over!" ”

Cheng Xiaotian glanced at him, frowned and asked, "My lord?" Do you know me? ”

Brian was startled, only then did he realize his gaffe, and quickly let go, shaking his head. "I don't know, huh...... I don't know. ”

Cheng Xiaotian didn't dwell on this matter in the past, because he found that things were about to get out of control.

At the gate, the two masters fought fiercely, and others couldn't understand it, but he could see it clearly. That black knife was very evil, and Fording might be much stronger than his opponent, but his silver long knife couldn't resist it at all, and it was about to be scrapped!

Cheng Xiaotian originally thought that those paladins could guard the gate, so that his energy could be put on that floating castle, but now it seems that, as Brian said, if he doesn't make a move, it's all over!

Brian's heart was beating like a drum, when he suddenly felt that the sky was spinning, and he was already being carried into flight, and he rushed towards the door of the Chapel of Light's Wish, and in an instant.

"Ahh

A heart-rending scream pierced the sky and flew from far and near, and Fording couldn't help but distract himself and look that way. At a glance, his face was filled with surprise, and then he turned into surprise, forgetting the crisis in front of him.

At this moment, only to hear a choking sound, Fordin's silver long knife was completely broken, and the black knife pressed against his neck! (To be continued.) )