"Are you alright, Uther?"

Alexandros on his horse walked side by side with Uther, he looked at his old comrade-in-arms worriedly, since this morning, when the troops were pulled out, the face of the great knight looked a little pale, as a comrade-in-arms who had fought side by side for decades, Alexandros had never seen Uther with such a pale face, even during the Second Orc War.

"It's okay... Don't worry about me, it's just a little tired, and you know, I've been in a lot of trouble lately. ”

Shaking his head, Uther gave Alexandros a reassuring look, then he looked around at the unfamiliar scenery around him and asked, "Where have we been?"

"The Northland Watchtower, which faces the Wraithlands to the north and a lush forest to the west, means we're close to Stratholme. ”

It was Gavenrad who spoke, and today he had changed into a holly gold armor full of holiness, with a sash around his neck fluttering in the wind, a golden warhammer on his back, and the coat of arms of Lordaeron engraved on his chest.

Uther nodded, then turned his gaze to the flowers and plants around him.

Corrupted by the forces of darkness, the rhizomes of these trees withered, their dark trunks crawled with moths, and even the soil beneath them turned from a golden yellow of life to a terrible dark red.

All these changes are a sign that they are approaching darkness...

In fact, Uther had decided to set out at noon to rescue Stratholme, but the situation turned out to be worse than he could have imagined, forcing him to make the decision to act in the early hours of the morning, even without the support of any outside reinforcements.

Just in case, Uther ordered Whitemayne, Fairbanks, and others to stay at the Chapel of the Light's Wish, while he led Alexandros Mograini, Gavenrad, Esenlien, Dasohan, Farrar, and about 10,000 soldiers to the front.

A third of the more than 10,000 warriors were from the Knights of the Silver Hand, and the rest were remnants of the former Lordaeron stationed in various towers and strongholds, and they hadn't worked together so closely since the Second Orc War for a year or so.

In addition to Tulayan, who led the troops with the elven ranger Aurelia Windranger, Khadgar and others to enter the Dark Gate, the original five paladins of the Silver Hand Knights were almost gathered, and it was enough to see from such a top-notch lineup how much Uther attached importance to this scourge of the dead.

Uther and Alexandros were talking word by word, nothing more than about the tactical deployment and troop arrangements for the upcoming fight against the undead, while Gavinrad silently looked at his most loyal comrade-in-arms Dasohan, who was at the back of the team.

Da Sohan still followed the last few people without saying a word, in fact, after the return of this old friend, Gavin Rad has always felt that something is wrong, or words and deeds or behavior, the paladin can't describe it in words, but Gavin Rad always feels that Da Sohan seems to be a different person.

"D'Sohan, how are your injuries?"

Gavinrad slowed his pace, and rode his horse alongside Dasohan, his eyes showing concern.

"Well, maybe it will have some effect in the upcoming battle with those miscellaneous pieces, but it won't get in the way, you know I've waited too long for this day. ”

Da Sohan, who put on a new knight's suit, finally got rid of the sloppy and depressed appearance of yesterday, but the tiredness and confusion in his eyes still made Gavin Rad a little worried, remembering that no matter when Da Sohan was, his eyes always flowed with sparkling, which was a kind of firm and confident demeanor.

Gavin Rad is puzzled by the drastic changes in his former comrades, all of which happened during the time of Da Sohan's disappearance, and he also privately tries to find out what happened during that time.

But there is no more time for Gavin Rad to think so much, because in the next second, the shadow of the sun will make everyone's eyes fall into a temporary blindness!!

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Everyone prepares for battle!!"

A terrible scream pierced the night sky, and at Alexandros' sudden shout, everyone drew their weapons, and the paladins' warhammers emitted a brilliant golden light in the darkness, like a lighthouse in the mist, illuminating the surrounding vision.

The restless neighing of the horses ignited the already chaotic situation, but in the midst of the chaos, Uther's majestic voice was heard, giving the panicked warriors some calm.

"Remember who you are, stay in formation!Don't panic!Don't panic!!"

The soldiers who had almost mutinied began to calm down, their weapons in hand, nervously preparing for battle, but the darkness that made people blind for a short time did not last long, and after three minutes, everyone's vision was widened.

However, these soldiers didn't have time to rejoice, and the strange scene around them once again made everyone frightened!!

There was nothing else around them that could be called "living creatures" except for the dark and bare trunks of the trees, and what was even more terrifying was that within a hundred miles of the eyes, they were all exactly the same scene, as if they had walked into a terrible labyrinth.

The horses began to pant uneasily, and the soldiers began to talk to each other!

"Damn, this is..."

Alexandros and Gavinrad glanced at each other, both seeing the surprise on each other's faces, while Uther, who was more experienced in combat than the two, simply looked solemnly at the rotting and dead trees around them.

"These trees... Seems to be sick... No, maybe it's better to use 'die' than to be sick, I don't feel any signs of life in their 'bodies', like a group of walking corpses!"

The crowd followed the voice, and it was Ethan Lion who spoke, and at this time, the fifth-order priest who admired the salvation of the Holy Light was holding his staff, carefully examining the trees that were beginning to rot from the roots, as if a doctor was inspecting the patient's condition.

No one would doubt Ethanlyon's perception of the Light and the Shadows, and Uther pulled out the Light Warhammer behind his back, "Alexandros, be careful, I'm afraid... We have entered the encirclement of these undead. ”

Glancing at Uther, Alexandros thought so, and he also drew his weapon behind him, nervously on guard.

At this moment, there was a sudden scream from the woods that pierced the eardrums, and the magic sound permeated the ears, and then the screams became more and more terrible, more and more, from far and near, and I don't know what kind of guy is coming here!

The first to react from the shock was Alexandros.

He listened to the voice from far and near, thinking of the undead creatures he had dealt with nearly half a month ago, and suddenly seemed to realize something, the expression on the big knight's face instantly distorted, and he immediately shouted loudly: "Damn!! Everyone be careful, it's those..."

Before Alexandros could finish speaking, everyone had already seen it—a monster with a rickety back emerged from the dark and hidden woods, with yellow teeth, green eyes, a bony body, a bare spine, and a row of upside-down spikes on it, with a hideous and terrifying expression.

Some of the soldiers who saw such a disgusting creature for the first time almost threw up, but that wasn't the end of it, as the first ghoul sprang out of the woods, and then one after another, spitting pus, crawled out of the shadows.

They look greedily at the living, sticking out their mucus-covered tongues and licking their paws!

In less than a minute, in the eyes of the solemn Uther, these ghouls seemed to be all over the woods, surrounding the troops he led...

(End of chapter)