"Bang...... Bang...... Bang......! ”

The continuous and powerful impact caused the huge city gate to be two or three feet wide to shake continuously.

Behind the city gate, the undead catastrophe was densely packed together, and again and again it was shaken and fell to the ground by the huge force coming from the other end of the gate.

The wooden beams removed from the houses, the granite stones taken from the dilapidated buildings, and even the ornate sculptures that were once prized by the nobles and inhabitants of Lordaeron are now all barred behind the gates by the acolytic walking dead, under the command of the necromancers and necromancers, to support the seemingly heavy and solid steel gates.

It's a pity that the thick walls, the strong gates, the iron gates that have long fallen, the undead natural disasters that act as human walls, and the cluttered but heavily congested obstacles...... These various measures and means still could not discourage the besieging side and eradicate the threat of losing the city gates.

In other words, it is impossible to suppress the bad taste of Old Tang's consistent violent breaking of doors......

The trebuchets from the "Allied forces", having almost caused "accidental damage", still showed no signs of stopping.

Behind Old Tang, at the junction of the formation of the Daywalker troops and the Scarlet Crusaders, Old Mograini was coldly wielding the Divine Soldier Ash Messenger to slash out one after another the condensed swords of holy light, shattering all the boulders that continued to fall from the sky.

And with the "Ash Messenger", the heroic paladin's guarded back, Old Tang almost burst out with all his strength, and ravaged the city gate in front of him without any scruples, in order to open a passage for his subordinates and "friendly forces" as soon as possible to attack Lordaeron.

Yes, "Allies", the Scarlet Crusaders inherited from the Silver Hand!

Although the two sides had never had any contact before this battle, and even Mograini accepted the task of killing Old Don as a potential enemy, but in the current situation. The two sides tacitly chose to join forces temporarily.

And this tacit understanding was forced out by Gallisus, the so-called Supreme Commander of the Allied Forces.

Neither Old Don nor Mograini were fools, and the boulders that fell from the sky were not so much trying to break the walls as they were trying to kill and injure their two cavalry units that had rushed forward, and this kind of stabbing in the back should not be too obvious......

It's clear what Gallisus idiot has in mind.

But in this case, as a compatriot, Gallisus is busy eradicating dissidents and fighting in the same room...... This kind of ugly face and shameless behavior is enough to make Mograine, an old paladin who has always been noble, angry and full of hatred!

If it weren't for the overall situation, I'm afraid that this tough big lord would have carried the Ash Messenger to once again gouge through the undead natural calamity's military formation. I went desperately to find a marshal......

Under such a premise, it is not surprising that Alessandro Mograini will choose to join forces with Don and the Daywalker forces for the time being, in order to break the city gate and fight a way out for his subordinates.

It can only be said that Mograini is not a warlord, so naturally he can't understand the warlord thinking of the marshal.

The reason for a qiē is two words: jealousy and worry!

In Garissus's eyes, the recovery of Lordaeron was a foregone conclusion. Honor and prestige seem to be within reach.

"Hero of the Kingdom", "Savior......... With such titles and titles, the always arrogant and conceited Gallisus definitely didn't mind adorning himself with a few more.

And no matter what the honor is, only the unique is more precious, and how can the commander tolerate others to share this incomparably dazzling honor with him? And the sharer is still the "remnant of the silver hand" who has a high prestige among the people.

What's more, Lordaeron's royal family of Minethil, the death of the dead, the missing disappearance, the depraved depravity, the once unimaginable throne of Lordaeron seems to be beckoning to him. Tulayan was missing, Uther was killed, and Tirio was banished...... Mograini seems to be the only qualified and weighty contender......

And the commander who holds the largest remaining military force in the kingdom of Lordaeron, and deserves to become the biggest warlord of Lordaeron, naturally has the ambition to expand with the rise of his status!

Faced with the temptation of the throne, how could the marshal turn a blind eye to Mograini, a "competitor" whose qualifications and prestige were enough to threaten him?

Even if it weren't for the scene where Mograini raised his arms and echoed the crowd as an inducement, which aroused the jealousy of the commander so much that he made an early move, after the dust settled, Garissus would definitely have suppressed Mograini and the Scarlet Crusades, slandered, slandered, and persecuted......

The ass decides the head.

When people have ambitions that are not commensurate with their strength. Reason and sobriety will naturally dissipate!

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It was not uncommon for the commander to stab him in the back, but the sudden appearance of the Ash Messenger and the Scarlet Crusader really surprised Old Tang.

And with a strong reinforcement like Mograini under his command, he is uncharacteristically secretive, and even conceals his identity and follows him closely...... Old Tang from the odd arrangement of the marshal. Already smelling signs of conspiracy.

Although I don't know what kind of wind the commander suddenly smoked, and he even tore his face and killed the reinforcements of the same camp, as long as Gariss's calculation failed and could not be used, it would be good news for Old Tang......

At this moment, the sudden distrust between the Scarlet Crusaders and the Northern Legion, Old Tang is naturally happy to see it.

didn't have time to figure out the complex psychology of the commander, and Lao Tang had already focused on dealing with the crumbling Lordaeron City Gate in front of him!

"Bang...... Bang...... Bang......! ”

With the groans of metal clashing. Three more thunderous bangs exploded in the ears of the warriors.

In front of the towering city gate, Old Tang almost rounded his arms and poured out his strength, and slammed the city gate of Lordaeron again and again with the thousand pound war hammer in his hand in a wild and violent manner.

The fortified walls on both sides of the gate shook and trembled with the rhythm of hammering; The surface of the heavy giant door made of stainless steel is pitted and dilapidated; Every place on the gate that was smashed by the old Tang hammer left a deep irregular depression, and the tough metal that seemed to be difficult to shake and destroy in the eyes of ordinary people had been twisted and deformed......

If one could observe the subtleties of the city gates, they would have seen cracks in the bearings that connected the walls to the silver bolts on the beams of the gates.

Finally, after a dozen hammers, even though the gates of Lordaeron were first-class, they were strong. But the giant gate, which had long been gone, finally collapsed after more than a dozen impacts.

Behind the door, the crowded walking dead like canned sardines were smashed into a mess of meat sauce by the suddenly collapsed and cracked metal door. And look at the dense and various obstacles in front of him. Old Tang shouted loudly, and once again wielded a huge force and wielded a war hammer......

"Keep up! Kill it! ”

Seeing that the city gate was finally breached and the way out was opened, Mograini, who was busy dealing with the boulders that fell in the air, let out a long sigh of relief, and then ordered in a loud voice.

The cavalry was not good at street fighting, and the narrow terrain was not conducive to the impact of heavy cavalry. Fortunately, as the royal capital, Lordaeron's gates were not only tall and strong, but also extremely open, enough for the three-headed Kodoromon to stand side by side without looking crowded.

With Old Tang wielding his hammer in front and Mograine sword in the back, the Daywalker troops and the Scarlet Crusaders' cavalry of 2,000 men poured slowly but unstoppably into the ruins of Lordaeron.

When the last Mograini to enter the city gates. Swept out a few sword rays again, purifying dozens of roaring undead who rushed forward into ashes, and when he turned around and shook his hand at the distant Galliss' banner, the eyes of the "Ash Messenger" were already filled with undisguised anger and murder!

"That's it, count your luck ......"

As if sensing Mograine's gaze, in the main formation of the Northern Legion, Gallisus, who was originally pale and gloomy because of his calculations and failed to accomplish his work, suddenly smiled. He muttered sarcastically, "Think it's safe to escape into Lordaeron?" Hum! ”

"Just 2,000 people...... Can you still turn the sky upside down? ”

"Whether it's the remnant of the silver hand, or the stupid and savage two-legged ox...... Don't even think about running this time! ”

With a slam of the whip off, Garissus drew his sword and shouted in a loud voice:

"The whole army will attack and clean up these filthy undead spirits for me!"

"Before noon, I will set foot in the royal capital and recover Lordaeron!".

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