Chapter 418: The Voluntary Death of Kel'thugad (Part II)
"Come out for me! Necromancer!
Arthas looked around as if he were frantic, but no one was there but his soldiers, and Kel'thugad's laughter still echoed in his ears.
"Your Highness!
"Defend with confidence!" Arthas shouted loudly, now Arthas has no time to care about those tiresome screams, when he first rushed into the pile of the undead with a hammer, those undead held weapons and farm tools aimed at Arthas, but Arthas was faster than them, even if they were a warrior in life, the flexibility of the body after death was greatly affected, most of the attacks failed, those soldiers of Arthas had cold eyes one by one, and without hesitation, they raised their butcher knives to these creatures who were still comrades or people before, knocked them to the ground, cut off their heads, and split their bodiesใ
"Your Royal Highness, the enemy is coming up again!"
There were no living creatures around Arthas, and his shiny armor was covered with red and green blood, and he looked up, and his eyes widened uncontrollably.
There are so many enemies! There are skeletons and walking corpses everywhere, and there are huge strange-shaped stitching monsters, they have destroyed many undead creatures these days, but this is the first time to face an army, this is just a sentry battle, and I don't know if I can hold on.
"Hold your ground! The Light will protect us!We will be invincible!" Arthas raised his hammer high, and the hammer shone with a bright light, and the light shone on his face with great determination, but his heart trembled.
Not only him, but anyone with dozens of soldiers would be terrified in the face of thousands of undead creatures, and even Vasqi in the sky had a solemn face.
"The attack of the undead creatures is terrifying...... Vasqi's gaze remained motionless, staring closely at the battle below, the undead army was all over the mountains, and the fireplace fort sentry battle was like a flat boat in the waves that could tip over at any time. However, the most terrifying thing about the undead legions is not their numbers but their value-added abilities, and any living creature is a potential soldier for them. If you can't find a solution to this problem, dealing with the undead will be nothing more than empty talk.
Richard looked at Vaschi and asked, "What do you think, do we have a chance of winning?"
Vasqi bit his lower lip, and then spat out four words: "Solid wall Qingye." โ
"Alterac can do this, but Quel'Thalas can't, the forest is the home of the elves and can't be destroyed easily, we need to think of other ways. โ
Vaski nodded, continuing to observe the battle on the ground in order to come up with a new way.
By this time, Gianna had already rushed to Uther's side.
As soon as Gianna finished her teleportation spell, she collapsed to the ground. After a moment of coma, when she opened her eyes, she was already on a bed, and Uther sat on a stool beside the bed, looking at her with some concern.
Gianna...... What the hell is going on?"
Gianna opened her mouth with difficulty and said intermittently, "Lord Uther...... Alsace...... Fireplace Valley Sentinel ...... Necromancer...... Undead Attack ......"
"You're saying they need support?"
Gianna blinked.
"Got it, thank you!Heralds, gather troops!Support the outpost now!"
Arthas didn't know how long he had been fighting. He wielded the hammer almost incessantly, his arms trembling from overexertion, his lungs feeling like they were on fire. Nourished by the Light, it flowed through him with serene strength and firmness, keeping him and his remaining soldiers standing, and now there are more than a dozen of the first fifty or sixty people, because the Light is able to restrain these dead creatures. However, this is also the only weakness that has been discovered so far. And only a clean blow can kill them quickly, otherwise they will stab their weapons into the soldiers' bodies without feeling the pain. However, in the middle of the battle, Arthas thought wildly that these guys were dead and could no longer use the word kill, but what word should be used?
"Damn!" Wave after wave, new attacks swarmed, these subjects and civilians who once belonged to him had now become these things, attacking them without stopping, and now the sentry was completely out of place to defend, and he and his soldiers could barely raise their arms, and now it was about time to be loyal to the country......
"For Lordaeron! For the past!" Just as Arthas was about to go to the trouble for his country, he heard a very familiar voice, it was the voice of Uther, the messenger of the Holy Light, and all of a sudden, the soldiers around Arthas instantly came to their senses as if they had been beaten with blood.
Uther rode out on light this time, and hurried desperately along the way, and it took more than an hour to arrive in half an hour. These horsemen were experienced paladins with no fear of the undead. In addition to these cavalry, there was also a very tired Gianna, although Gianna's bones were about to be broken, but Gianna still insisted on coming at the first moment, resolutely not following the second batch of infantry phalanx, and Uther was helpless.
"Dismount the whole army and march forward!" Uther was the first to jump off his horse, raising his hammer in the center, the holy light was already in his hand, and the rest of the paladins hurriedly leaned on Uther's side to form a phalanx, against the necromancer, fighting alone or riding lightly is the most stupid behavior.
"Kill!" Uther ordered, and the neat pace began.
"Kill!" the soldier shouted, and even Gianna, who was in the center of the phalanx, shouted loudly.
With Uther's support, Arthas finally survived this difficult situation, and when the last of the walking dead fell, Gianna, Arthas, and the soldiers who had been fighting until now collapsed directly to the ground. Gianna had more strength to fumble for a leather water bag and nibble on the jerky, but Alsace didn't even want to move. The battle is over, at least for now.
Uther had taken off her helmet, and her hair was covered in sweat, and the strands of her hair were stuck together like dreadlocks. Gianna munched on jerky as Uther nodded in satisfaction toward the sea of corpses of the undead creatures. Arthas leaned against his steed and stared with a pained expression, and Gianna followed his gaze and frowned at once. Corpses were everywhere and varied, some were bone slag, some were swollen corpses full of flies, some were not even human, but a horse, even domestic animals such as cattle and sheep, and even some creatures that Gianna had never seen before......