Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Head Is Different
Kurdila's black armor was pierced by the sharp blade of the Ember Briele, and along with the power of the Light, it invaded Kurdila's body. The fierce confrontation of forces made Kurdila even more angry.
No matter what kind of death knight they are, they don't want to have the power of the Holy Light in their bodies.
Kurdila threw a backhand to the chest. This powerful thrust pushed Fu Hang's body out with the Ash Emissary. Fu Hang, who flew out upside down, slammed into the wooden wall of the sentry.
The wooden walls were completely unable to resist Fuhang's body. An irregular circular mark was knocked away by Fuhang's body. Fortunately, after Fuhang crossed over to the world of Azeroth, his body was several times stronger than before.
Kurdila's punch didn't use the power of the Death Knight. Rather, it's just a punch that relies on sheer strength. Fuhang's body was a little sore, but it wasn't enough to stand up. Fuhang staggered a few steps, stood firm, and returned to the camp.
Now Kurdila, who has withstood the sword of the Ash Bringer, can no longer use the dark power as freely as before. Now, he has a holy light in his body from the Ash Bringer, and this holy light power has tormented Kurdila.
This legendary weapon really has his anti-heaven features.
However, Fuhang did not dare to underestimate the enemy in the slightest. Because he knows that even Kurdila, who has weakened so much, should not be underestimated. Because behind him are the endless Scourge soldiers. It was clear that the tribal warriors at the sentry and Gianna's mage forces were no longer able to hold on for long.
Most of the Horde warriors were already scarred, and many died in the battle. The mages also overdrew their mana. This sentry has been lost.
It's no longer worthwhile to keep going. It's just a matter of increasing casualties.
The situation is different now, and the Scourge has lost the ability to hunt down. Because their leader, Kurdila, has been limited by some of the abilities of the Ember Messenger of Fuhang. Fu Hang believes that as long as his team works together, plus the queen wants to retreat, it should not be so difficult.
As long as Kurdila is restrained, then the mage troops and tribal soldiers in the camp can retreat. Gianna knows this too.
When she saw that the soldiers in the sentry post had no strength to fight anymore, she already realized that it was futile to defend it.
"The warriors who are still alive listen, quickly withdraw from the battlefield and evacuate to the northwest." Gianna ordered.
The herald above the sentry post waved the long flag in his hand and waved the flag, ordering the soldiers and mages in the camp.
Gradually, the soldiers and mages in the camp gradually began to move closer together and began to retreat in an orderly manner.
When the crowd began to direct the evacuation work. A black afterimage flashed.
Kurdila's undead horse lifted Kurdila back up and put him back on top of his seat. This is the first time I have seen such a spiritual horse. Now, though, no one cares about anything else. The top priority is to evacuate and leave this place that is about to be controlled by the Scourge Legion.
Kurdila was temporarily unable to fight, but these undead warriors, ghouls, and crypt demons all went forward to attack the retreating soldiers.
"The members of the squad will stay first, and we will be the last." Fuhang said.
Bane Bloodhoof nodded to Fuhang and said, "The terrain here is just right, and none of us need a queen. ”
"General Ranger, I need your help. Use arrows to temporarily knock back the undead in front of you. Bane Bloodhoof pleaded with Sylvanas.
Sylvanas pulled her bowstring and shot the blood-colored magic arrows out with ease. The undead soldiers in the front row fell to the ground in response. For the time being, a distance of about ten meters was pulled away from the retreating troops.
The direction in which Gianna's troops withdrew happened to be a small canyon. Although not obvious from the outside, the landscape is obscured by lush trees and meadows.
Bane Bloodhoof had always been cautious, and such details did not escape his eyes. The large map in his hand swung again, and with the mobilization of the power of the earth, a solid and tall ravine appeared in front of the team's eyes. This ravine, which is three meters high and about ten meters long, just seals this way tightly.
These natural disaster soldiers want to break through this solid ravine, and they don't have to think about coming over for more than ten minutes.
"Damn, it's fine. Everyone, get out. Fuhang turned his head and started running, and now there seems to be no other choice but to run.
The troops at the Gianna outpost were safely evacuated.
On the other hand, Grom's outpost camp, the fighting here is dozens of times stronger than Gianna's camp.
There is no magic here, only pure power confrontation. Grom's Blood Queen's Tomahawk has already cut down dozens of Hellfire Guardians. This momentum made the assault troops of the entire Burning Legion feel unprecedented fear.
It seems that as long as this god of war is there, this sentry will not be lost.
However, the Burning Legion is not all incompetent. They also had excellent commanders, when they knew that there was a powerful Warsong orc here, an orc who had once been able to fight General Manolos. They brought in the magic energy artillery from the rear, that is, the magic energy artillery that the Fuhang team had just intercepted.
Although half of the artillery group was blown up, the remaining artillery was still put into battle under the maintenance and repair of Grayley.
In this way, the originally bloody Grom Sentry was blown beyond recognition by the evil energy bombs in the sky.
"Kill, kill all these imps." Grom's blood-red eyes stared at all the creatures of the Burning Legion present. Every time you make a shot, you end a life.
"Roar. Kill. "The orc soldiers of the Warsong Clan, inspired by the chieftain, became more and more valiant in battle, and their axes cut off the bodies of countless imps and hellfire.
"Chief, the Burning Legion has used a new weapon, and I think we should withdraw it." Sarufar brandished his tomahawk and communicated back-to-back with Grom.
Grom looked up, and a green bomb of demonic energy dropped from the sky. Exploded beside the orc soldiers, and immediately flesh and blood flew everywhere. Neither the Burning Legion nor the Horde warriors were blown up, but they could not escape the result of being annihilated by these artillery.
"Roar! These bastards have used these dirty means to fight us. The old general, after we came to the palace, let the soldiers withdraw first. As he spoke, Grom's axe fell, and a Cerberus was decapitated.
"Listen to the warriors of the tribe, as long as they are still alive, pull the wounded and evacuate to the Warsong Lumber Yard in the southwest." The old general of Sarufar roared.
"Ha, old general, let's have a good time." Grom acts as cover for the Warsong soldiers while also shedding his own blood.
"Chief, as long as he dares to rush up, let him be in a different place." Sarufar let out a low roar, and the heroic aura unique to the Warsong Clan was fully displayed.