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He didn't explain much to the pair of curious eyes around him, and directly ordered the troops to open again, the south gate of the ghost land was in front of them, the traces of the war had not yet dissipated, and many places were still burning with flames and black smoke, obviously the undead troops should have passed not long ago, and now in the past, it should be able to help.

……

At the same time, the small town of Taquelin was in the midst of one of the fiercest wars it had ever faced.

"Hold on! Resist it all for me! ”

Olena Hawkeye roared, his right hand was gone, his armor was empty, only his left arm was still holding a short knife, and he continued to command the battle.

The undead's attack was so fierce that even if they had just retreated to this line of defense, they were already a little overwhelmed.

His soldiers were badly wounded, and the magicians had been called for attention, and almost all of them were killed. The priests also suffered heavy casualties, and the originally full team of 100 priests now has less than 30 people left, and it is not enough to resist the attack of the undead, and they are no longer able to take care of the wounded.

Behind him lay the wounded, including his own brother, but he didn't even have time to look back, all his mind and energy were focused on the place where the undead were attacking.

The army of the undead scattered all over the mountains and fields, giving them any hope.

Skeleton soldiers, ghouls, and zombies are considered to have suffered heavy casualties, but there are so many of them that they can be obtained almost casually, so to speak, no matter how many deaths there are, the other side will not feel distressed. And the mid-level undead class is not so easy to deal with, the Stitching Monsters, also known as Abomination, are a group of ugly big fat people, swords and bows and arrows can't really hurt them, and even magic can do very little damage to them, it seems that only Holy Light spells can effectively hurt these bastards.

But the priest army was the first target to be targeted, if it weren't for the fact that the priests generally had powerful protective spells, I am afraid that the casualties of the priests would be much higher than those of the mages at this time, in fact, until now, the gargoyles in the sky are still constantly diving, and the target is still those remaining priests. The archery skills of the High Elves are the best in the world, and they still can't stop these guys, without him, just because there are too many gargoyles.

There are thousands of them, and if it is the Windranger Legion stationed in Silvermoon City, it may not be difficult to deal with these guys, but Olena's troops are just an ordinary border army, and the defenders on Taquelin's side are basically just ordinary guards, not only the number of rangers is small, but the strength is also relatively weak, and it is tantamount to more difficult to deal with those gargoyles with thick skin and extremely sensitivity.

Rumble!

There was another earth-shattering roar, and an undead bomb exploded not far away, and the powerful shock wave overturned all the dozens of High Elf soldiers around them, of course, they didn't die, only the three or four High Elves in the center were killed, and the others were just hit by the shock wave.

But as the shock wave spread, there was a foul smell.

"Hold your breath and back off!"

Olena hurriedly ordered that these bombs were the most difficult to deal with. The High Elves lacked similar weapons, were scarce in number, and had all been destroyed, and now they were completely defenseless against the meat grinder of the undead army, and could only be beaten passively.

And the bombs that were dropped were actually those fat stitching monsters, these guys still had rotting maggots in their stomachs, and once they exploded, these rotten maggots would spread as fast as they could, looking for the nearest creature to attack. Olena's own eyes alone saw dozens of his companions buried by these rotting maggots and then bitten alive.

"What are you doing in a daze? Stand back! ”

Seeing that there were still a few companions half-kneeling on the ground motionless, Olena hurriedly roared.

But then he saw a thin purple thread attached to the bodies of these companions, and as he looked along the threads, the other end of the thread was connected to several necromancers. They all belong to the Cult of the Damned, and they are still living humans, but they have betrayed all living beings and are willing to be lackeys of the undead.

Several necromancers had hideous smiles on their faces, and the High Elf soldiers who were connected by silk threads raised their hands sharply, drew their short knives from their waists, and pounced on their companions not far away.

"Stop them! They have been corrupted, kill them! ”

Olena hurriedly changed the order.

He has seen a lot of this scene, in fact, the reason why the South Gate is so easy to be breached, and these spells have a lot to do with it, no one knows when which person will be suddenly controlled, often a surprise person in an unexpected position will be suddenly controlled, one person is controlled, it will make more than a dozen people chaotic, as long as more than ten people are controlled at the same time, the entire defense line will become chaotic.

Coupled with other means, as well as the undead's fearless attack, they were defeated.

"Damn—"

Olena gritted his teeth and looked at the army of the undead who were still swarming not far away, at the front of the front, more than one soldier would be killed every second, and in just a few hours, tens of thousands of troops guarding the border had lost more than half of their troops. If it weren't for the fact that they had no way to retreat, and behind them were their homes and relatives, I'm afraid this team would have collapsed at this time.

In fact, no matter what the world is, a force has a bottom line of rout, usually about thirty percent. And those who can still maintain no defeat beyond this number are either the elite of the elite who have survived a hundred deaths, or they have a reason to have to fight.

Olena's team undoubtedly belongs to the second one, if it weren't for the fact that everything behind them is too important and worthy of everyone's lives to protect, I'm afraid that at this moment, these soldiers would have begun to retreat in a swarm.

But even after holding out for so long, he still had to retreat.

The casualties were too heavy for Taquilin to hold, and he had to keep enough troops to fight the army of the undead in order to wait for reinforcements to arrive. Otherwise, once he is completely lost, the army of the undead will rush into the vicinity of the second line of defense, which is not much away from Silvermoon City, which is very likely to endanger the entire kingdom. Faced with such a situation, there are not many options available to him.

"Back ......"

His heart was bleeding as he said these two words, and he knew very well that once he retreated, the other points in this line of defense would be in danger.

The Temple of the Sun and the Temple of the Moon are all very important temples of the High Elves, both in terms of the value of the temple itself and their geographical location. However, the undead seemed to have seen a path to the end, sending only a small number of troops to contain the two Temples and prevent them from sending reinforcements, while the large army recognized Taquiline and seemed to be vowing not to give up until Taquiline was taken.

Olena had the heart to resist the enemy, but the enemy was too strong, and he had to choose to retreat.

Fortunately, the overall quality of the soldiers of the High Elves is still good, even if they retreat, they are also organized, fighting and retreating, the priest and the wounded go first, and the few remaining mages follow closely behind, then the rangers, and finally the warriors who are at the front. And the biggest casualties are also these soldiers, the old faces around Olena are basically dead, and now there are some new faces around him, many of them are still very young, and they look like recruits who have just joined the army. But because of this war, he became a veteran and died in battle...... Behind every soldier represents a family, and every death is equivalent to a family of grief, Oleina looked at the fallen figures one by one, and felt that his chest was about to be torn apart.

Taking a deep breath, Olena turned his head, he couldn't look any more, and if he looked again, he was afraid that he would change the military orders that had been given, in order to save more strength, those soldiers who were at the front line...... You can only give up.

"Let's go ......"

Boom Boom Boom !!

However, at this moment, a violent explosion sounded, and Ole Na turned his head suddenly, only to see a large area of reddish-white light suddenly erupt from the right rear of the undead army, forming a golden semicircular light curtain, Ole Na could clearly see that a stitching monster shrouded in the light curtain let out a fierce roar, pieces of minced flesh peeled off its body, and puffs of black smoke came out.

"Reinforcements are coming! Reinforcements from humanity are coming! ”

Naturally, the ranger with the most sharp eyes saw the identity of the comer, especially the large flag raised high, on which the emblem of the Kingdom of Gilneth was painted.

"Human reinforcements are coming!"

"We're saved!"

"Kill these undead and avenge the dead!"

"Counterattack, we want to counterattack!"

The High Elves, who had been preparing to retreat, regained their morale and roared that they were about to rush to the battlefield again.

But Olena knew very well that although the person who came was the prince of the kingdom of Gilneis, he only brought more than a thousand people with him. If it is in normal times, the combat strength of this thousand people is indeed not a small number, and those who can come here with them must be the elite of the elite. The High Elves are arrogant, but they are not idiots, and they do not underestimate the power of humans, in fact, humans have proven themselves strong many times in the history of the High Elves. For example, the kingdom of Dalaran is obviously learning magic from the High Elves, but it quickly catches up, although it cannot surpass the High Elves, but in some aspects, humans are already better than the High Elves.

So he won't underestimate this team.

But at the same time, he is also very aware of the power of the undead, which is a group of beings who are not afraid of death, do not know pain, are tireless, and even fight more and more, which cannot be measured by common sense at all.

He knew very well that his soldiers were not elite in Quel'Thalas, but they were definitely not too bad, but what was the result? He couldn't hold on to the army of the undead for even a day, and even retreated thousands of miles, in less than two days, showing that he had been pushed down by Taquilin, which is equivalent to saying that although they tried their best to block, they couldn't stop the army of the undead for even half an hour, they were basically chased and beaten by the army of the undead.

And the faster he retreated, he couldn't even see the possibility of defeating the undead.

Treating others on his own, he didn't think that this human reinforcement would have any decisive effect.

Yes, Gilneth repelled the undead, but was that really what they repelled?

Oleina was skeptical.

It's not that he doesn't have information about the army of the undead, and he knows very well that the reason why the army of the dead gave up attacking Gilneth is that after all, the target is Quel'Thalas. As for the purpose of the undead army's attack on the High Elves, he could probably think of it, but he didn't dare to think about it at all.

So he didn't think that the army of the undead let Gilneth go because Gilneth was strong, at most he could temporarily block his troops, and then Arthas decided to shift the target, which spared the Kingdom of Gilneis.

I have to say that Olena's level is indeed good, he is not famous in the original book, maybe he died in this war, but his vision of the problem is very accurate. That's right, the most fundamental reason why the army of the undead let Gilneth go is indeed the need to shift the target. But he didn't guess that Gilneth's resistance had caused the undead army to lose a lot of combat effectiveness, otherwise with Arthas's character, it would be absolutely impossible to divert the target so easily.

The barrier of holy light in the distance continued to appear, and with it, there was a roar.

Olena didn't know what those roars were all about, but he still had to tighten his teeth when he saw those barriers of holy light.

Divine Nova...... Is it?

The High Elf priest can do it too, but as long as a priest uses the Holy Nova in the army of the undead, it won't be long before they will be besieged by the undead, and no priest would be stupid enough to do so in order to generate greater value. And that's what human pastors are doing today......

"Are they idiots?"

At this moment, Oleina did not believe that humans could take the initiative to repel the army of the undead, and he was even more dismissive of this so-called support.

He turned his head and looked at the guards beside him.

"Pass the order down, continue to retreat, human reinforcements...... Can't hold on for long......"

He gritted his teeth and said.

He also knew very well that his order was very likely to make all the humans who came to support die here, after all, there were only more than a thousand people, and even the prince of the Kingdom of Gilneth was very likely to be killed by the undead, but he couldn't care so much, he would rather let the prince of the human race die in battle, and he couldn't let his companions die in battle.

Syllable!

As soon as his voice fell, a soft sound sounded in his ears, and then a clear voice sounded slowly.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, my soldier, but not as fragile as you think."

With a bang, all the guards around him drew their short knives, shielded Olena with their backs, and aimed their swords at the comer.

This is a human, tall and handsome, with short blond hair that shines dazzlingly in the sun, his smile is very sunny, but the heavy armor on his body proves that he is a human warrior, and the marks on the armor prove that he is not what he looks like, but really came out of the mountain of corpses and blood.

No one knows how he got here, just like a mage's flashing technique, he actually crossed the entire army of the undead and appeared directly beside them.

The young man paid no attention to the swords around him, and his eyes looked straight at Olena, who was protected by the guards.

"Introduce myself, my name is Limu, Lim Greymane, prince of the kingdom of Gilneis." (To be continued.) )