The SA who rose from the wreckage of the Knights of the Iron Cross of the Black Thorns lived up to the glory of their forefathers, and in the same way, Marshal Verdun, known as the "Meat Grinder", made the undead realize what a battlefield meat grinder is.

It's a pity, whether it's a fearless knight bathed in the banner of the Iron Cross, or a marshal who puts his life and death aside and attacks the legendary positions of the two realms as a quasi-legend.

None of them could make up for the absolute combat gap in combat effectiveness, and when Marshal Verdun staggered and pointed his rifle at Arthas, who had stepped down from the skeletal dragon that had once again turned into a corpse, nearly a thousand knights of the Black Thorns had all died behind her.

Although they had eliminated more than ten times the number of undead in their own possession, it was only a small gap in the Scourge army summoned by Arthas, and it was only enough to bring their marshal close to the Death Knight.

Moreover, after their marshal had done his best to destroy the bone dragon that Arthas was riding, there was no more strength to continue to attack Arthas, who was covered in frost and death.

Just raising the arm that had changed into a spear and aiming the spear at Arthas, who was walking towards him step by step, had already consumed all the strength of Marshal Verdun.

"You're doing a great job, Warrior, would you like to join my legion?" Not feeling any threat to Marshal Verdun's actions, Arthas, who was holding the Frost Sorrow, did not look at the marshal, and walked straight past her, leaving only a word that sounded like a compliment.

"Life is the warrior of the empire, death is the heroic spirit of the empire." Marshal Verdun, who could fall to the ground at the slightest movement, stared at the green ocean that was close to him, but like a sea of green far away. Said in a faint voice.

Wang Rui, who followed ...... "snap", not only heard Alsace's words, but also heard the words of Marshal Verdun. A little embarrassed slap on the head of the Death Knight, who had just flaunted his might, and said, "You really want to be the Lich King in this world, be careful that I form a guild to be afraid of my husband." ”

"It hurts...... Alsace, who was slapped on the back of the head by Wang Rui lightly and heavily, covered his head and squatted down and asked: "What is the fear of being afraid of my husband......"

"Uh. Just talk about it, don't guess. Wang Rui, who heard Arthas's question, was stunned for a moment, and didn't know how to explain what it meant to this fallen princess who had passed a Lich King addiction before becoming the Lich King.

In order to avoid continuing to be embarrassed, Wang Rui said in a very admiring tone to Marshal Verdun, who remained in an impact posture: "No matter what the result is, at least you are very powerful and brave." ”

Leading thousands of people to charge tens of thousands of undead, can you not be brave, although Wang Rui himself has done it. But these knights are not those heroic spirits from the silver hand, just ordinary mortals, but unfortunately before Wang Rui could come up with any better words to praise this fearless general, Robert, who followed behind him, said in a very narrow tone:

"It's a pity that your comrades-in-arms are not good, I thought they could perform a battle to defend the city."

“？” Because of the meaning contained in Robert's words, Marshal Verdun's stiff body finally eased up, and the marshal who was going to sacrifice his life for the empire turned around in confusion, the defensive barrier had been destroyed, and the white flag fluttering over Constantinople was all seen by the marshal.

After a brief cold moment, Marshal Verdun roared in a voice that almost everyone on the battlefield could hear: "Goering!!!!!!!! ”

And then. As if all the strength supporting him had dissipated, the Marshal Verdun, who had not been unloaded, fell heavily to the ground, and the unwilling marshal tried a few times, but he didn't even have the strength to stand up again.

With the fall of Marshal Verdun. The frost sorrow on Arthas's hand also returned to a broken state after a glimmer of blue light escaped, and with it, the undead of the ancient battlefield summoned from the great plains near Constantinople.

After all the undead turned into specks of dust and were scattered by the wind that came from an unknown direction. The battlefield that had just experienced a bloody battle left only the corpses of nearly a thousand dead knights.

"Really...... It's tragic. The reason why Wang Rui said this sentence was not because of how bloody the scene was. Maybe it's because of the heavy armor of this group of Black Thorn Iron Cross Knights, or maybe it's Arthas's deliberate mercy.

All of the Black Thorn Knights who died in battle were intact. There was not even a case of separation of the body and head, and most of them were pierced to death by several or even dozens of weapons of various kinds.

What's more, most of these knights who died in battle in foreign lands kept themselves in a standing posture before they died, and maintained the movement of wanting to use the last force to swing their weapons.

While sighing, Wang Rui, who walked by the corpses of this group of knights who could not be desecrated, carefully observed and found that he didn't know if it was an illusion or a coincidence, there were many knights who looked in the same direction at the moment of death.

"It is the direction of the Third Reich of Fair, and it is also the homeland of these warriors." Lexington, the veteran general who had used up all the surprises he had stored for several years, followed behind Wang Rui and explained by noticing the look in the eyes of the "Great Druid".

After all, the Third Reich has only been established for more than ten years, and it is normal for a "great druid" like Wang Rui to "live in seclusion all year round" not to know.

"Bury them......" Wang Rui said, and Robert, who heard Wang Rui say this, also nodded in approval of Wang Rui's statement, but this statement made General Lexington a little puzzled.

"What's wrong?" Noticing General Lexington's reaction, Wang Rui asked with some confusion.

"Doesn't that military lich need it?" General Lexington glanced at the princess of Alsace, who was slapped on the back of the head by Wang Rui, and asked with some curiosity.

"What is needed?" This time Wang Rui was curious.

Seeing that Wang Rui's appearance did not seem to be fake, General Lexington, whose question mark in his heart was about to overflow, opened his mouth to explain: "Maybe joining the army under the command of the Lich is the best destination for these warriors. ”

"......" thought that General Lexington was talking about Char's guy, but seeing that the old general's eyes kept dodging and looking at Arthas, Wang Rui came back to his senses and realized that this old general was actually talking about a certain fallen princess.

Before Wang Rui could ask Arthas what his plans were, a "bang" sounded behind the group.

Wang Rui, who turned around, only saw Marshal Verdun kneeling on one knee and saying to Arthas: "I...... I am willing to join your legion, and I only want you to let them return home. ”

"......" (To be continued......)