…… Chapter 209: Rushing for Time (Second Update)

At the urging of Don, Coolant Black Gold rode his own skeletal horse overnight and galloped in the direction of the Well of the Sun.

According to the agreement written in black and white on the contract, the Goblin Dead Rider must secretly place all the explosives on his body and some high-explosive mines handed over to him by Old Tang before the coalition cavalry unit arrives at the Well of the Sun, and wait until it is detonated as soon as it receives Old Tang's signal.

And secretly planting those dangerous goods, and "modifying" the undead into remote-controlled bombs without anyone noticing, is not an easy job. Time is of the essence for this Death Knight.

As a result, Finet Blackgold had to step on his skeletal horse day and night just after signing his contract, seizing every minute and every second to catch up with the elite undead led by Arthas himself.

Fortunately, if there is any benefit to goblin profiteers after becoming a death knight, it is the benefit of the tireless body of the undead. In the words of the goblin Death Rider - time is money, and he doesn't have to eat and sleep anymore, and now he has inherited a large inheritance......

"Aren't you afraid that ugly greenskin took your money and turned around and sold you to the butcher of Alsace? For the sake of money, these greedy guys can do anything. ”

The elven prince frowned and came to Old Tang's side, looking at the direction where the goblin death rider was far away, and said with some dissatisfaction.

Hearing the elven prince's complaint, Old Tang shrugged his shoulders and turned to look at Kael'thas with a frown and said in relief, "You still don't know enough about these guys with gold coins, Kyle. ”

"It's because these greedy guys can do anything for money that I give him this plan to complete. Arthas and the Lich King underestimated the goblins' paranoia about money and wealth, and even more so the goblins' faith and determination to protect their wealth, so they unwittingly violated the taboo of these little creatures who value money more than life. ”

"Even the most devout and determined paladin, after being resurrected as a Death Knight, will be loyal to the Lich King without reservation, and will become the sharpest sword in Arthas's hands. But these goblins are different. As you can see, the pursuit of money has long been in their blood. When they think their interests are being violated, even a powerful man like the Lich King cannot completely control such a lowly servant. ”

Shaking the contract in front of Kael'thas eyes, Old Tang continued with a smile:

"Goblins are greedy, but there is one thing that everyone who has come into contact with them must admit. These little guys will definitely not compromise in the slightest when it comes to keeping their contracts. As long as there are no loopholes in the signed contract, even if it is bankrupt and the loss is strict, they will follow the contract meticulously. Of course, it is not so easy to sign a contract that seems to the goblins to have no loopholes. ”

"Don't worry, Kyle! I know what I'm doing. The profiteer is definitely a guy who takes money as his life. No, money is more important to him than life. The reason why I gave him a deposit of a thousand gold was to believe that such a man would never risk the confiscation of his property and inform Alsace of his plan to betray us. Even if there is less than a 1 in 10,000 chance that Alsace will confiscate the money......"

Afraid of patting the elf prince on the shoulder who still felt that Old Tang's plan was unreliable, Old Tang comforted him very confidently:

"Arthas's previous mistakes have undoubtedly helped us a lot, and when this cause and effect are rewarded to him, he will eventually suffer a big loss, and this loss will make him understand that the rule of power is not as effective as the combination of hard and soft."

"Trust me, you've all underestimated such a greedy guy."

"I'd rather kill a hundred goblins than never watch over the riches of a goblin." The corner of Old Tang's mouth hung a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said in a playful tone: "This is an iron law that is customary in Kalimdor...... The conversation between Don Sr. and Kael'thas didn't last long.

In fact, the entire cavalry unit did not linger here for too long.

In a short period of two hours of rest, the soldiers of the coalition army hurried on the road again after gnawing on the dry rations of the march and feeding the mounts that had been running all day.

They had been dragged down by the undead elite who had sneaked up on the Well of the Sun for two days. The undead are tireless and can march day and night. To pursue such an opponent, even if the reinforcements sent by the coalition forces to the Well of the Sun are all the same, the cavalry troops can only catch up with the gap, and the rest time is only four hours a day.

Such a high-intensity, long-distance march was nothing to the Minotaur warriors and the Kodomon, but it was a pain to the High Elf soldiers who followed closely.

If it weren't for the safety of the Well of the Sun; If it weren't for the duty and mission of being a soldier that spurred them on; If it weren't for the fact that His Majesty and his brothers and sisters were in prison; If it weren't for the presence of His Royal Highness the Prince, I am afraid that most of the soldiers would have been unbearable and would have asked for rest......

Forcibly enduring the torture caused by running at high speed for a long time, although the High Elf warriors did not completely lose their combat effectiveness, most of them looked sluggish and were not in good spirits. Less than halfway through the trip, dozens of swift chocobos were already overwhelmed and unable to gallop, and two even died violently.

It's a pity that time is pressing, the Well of the Sun is in danger, and such a high-intensity march must still be carried out.

As a last resort, Old Tang simply let more than 3,000 rangers and Minotaur warriors ride in tandem as before, and let those swift chocobos with good explosiveness but poor endurance run behind the troops, so as to be temporarily relieved.

Fortunately, with the super endurance and weight-bearing ability of the Kodomon, the emaciated and slender bodies of most of the High Elves were not a burden at all, and the marching speed of the knight troops was finally not delayed.

The knightly troops were still marching at unimaginable paces, at high speeds. Every second every night, the threat to the Sunwell defense line is one point greater! Both Don and Kael'thas understood that once the line of defense was lost, the Scourge Legion's purpose was achieved, and the Well of the Sun was defiled, what awaited the High Elves was complete disaster.

"Hurry up! Faster! ”

In the bright moonlight, Prince Kael'thas sat on the back of the barbarian horn couldn't help muttering to himself behind Old Tang. On the other side of the strait, a bitter battle over the rise and fall of the kingdom could break out at any moment. If it weren't for the fact that his strength alone has nothing to do with the overall situation, even if he arrived alone, he would not be able to turn things around, I'm afraid that Kael'thas would have already ridden his phoenix and left the large army to support alone.

The anxiety of the situation made Old Tang also ruthless. Looking at the purple-black death marks that stretched out of sight under his feet, Old Tang slammed his brute horned waist and abdomen, and his running speed suddenly rose again.

Seeing this, the knights behind him also gritted their teeth one by one, and increased the speed of the other army at the expense of the mount body......

Under the silvery moonlight, the cavalry troops rushed forward...... The fourth day of Arthas's escape from the battlefield of Silvermoon City.

The sun is scorching.

The sea breeze, the fine sandy beaches, the deep straits and the vast blue oceans.

Led by the traitor Darkan, the elite troops of the Scourge have traveled day and night, and now they are finally on the coast. Her Majesty the Queen has finally taken her eyes away from the shameful traitor Darkan.

Along the way, she had cursed this traitor who betrayed the country and sacrificed her compatriots for the sake of power, but unfortunately Darkan, who had also become a member of the undead, did not respond, but completely ignored her, which made the anger in the queen's chest even stronger......

Now looking at the strait that has been stretching in front of him for 10,000 years, the mood of the Banshee King is extremely happy for a while. To Sylvanas* Windrangers, the strait between the Forest of Eternal Song and the island of Queldanus would be an insurmountable moat. Arthas and his army of the dead will be crushed before the power of nature, and they will not be able to advance an inch.

This thrill of revenge actually made Her Majesty Xià, who had been tormented by pain and hatred, smile sarcastically.

"You can't fill this strait with corpses, Arthas." Looking at Arthas's frowning face, Her Majesty the Queen gloated, "It is not enough to fill in the corpses of all your evil minions. You can't move forward anymore, butcher! In my opinion, your failure is so sweet! ”

She was answered with a snap of her fingers.

Arthas, who was sitting on the body of the "invincible", turned his head to the sarcastic "Queen Xià" and glared gloomily, which caused the Banshee King to suddenly fall into intense pain, and another soul-tearing scream burst out from his empty lips.

"Noise!" Arthas grabbed the reins, frowned at the blue waters reflecting the sun, and said in an impatient tone, "Shut your mouth, banshee! ”

Straddled on the back of an invincible horse, Arthas thought for a moment with his white eyebrows furrowed, as if communicating with Frost Sorrow. After a while, Arthas's originally gloomy face finally revealed a hideous smile.

He found a way.

Throwing Frostmourn towards the beach, Arthas watched excitedly as it spun in the air before the blade was hammered into the sand.

"Frost's Sorrow Says ......"

Her Majesty heard it too, and the cold and evil voice of the Lich King came from the hideous and terrifying rune sword. In the next second, Sylvanas was shocked to see the sea water freeze in front of the rune-engraved sword. A thick layer of ice large enough to allow the Scourge troops to cross the strait appeared in front of the Celestial Elite......

"The Lich King can do anything!" With a triumphant expression, Arthas said in a sinister voice as he looked at Sylvanas Windranger with a face full of disbelief.

"My loyal Death Knights, line up before the Great Army!"

With Arthas's orders, hundreds of Death Knights broke away from the team and galloped wildly, gathering in front of the Scourge army.

Looking at his most loyal servants and subordinates with satisfaction, Arthas then commanded in a loud voice: "Frost Path! ”

The skeleton horses under the crotches of the Death Knights instantly condensed a thick white frost, and hundreds of frost paths appeared on the ice condensed by Frost Sorrow, reinforcing the thick ice layer again!

"I said, nothing can stop me!" Hooked his fingers at the hateful and angry "Queen Xià", and forced the violently struggling Queen Xià to his side, Arthas's face was full of victors' smiles, and he said gloomily: "I won again, Banshee!" ”

"Scourge Legion, forward!"

Feeling the raging fury in the soul and body of Sylvanas* Windranger, Arthas pulled out the Frost Sorrow and gave the order once more. Unfortunately, the complacent Arthas didn't even notice that a Death Knight with a small green body had unwittingly blended into the ranks of the Death Knights......

*JM