Bang!

A violent knock was followed by the sound of hardwood breaking, and in Tagore's office at Rhine Castle, Arthas stood in front of the long broken table of quaint mahogany with an angry face, and asked the old man in front of him with a white beard but strong spirits. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Why! Why don't you let my black rider fight!Why let me be a coward! You said that no one can't die! Then why do you let me stand quietly while watching others die! Stand !!"

In the battle of Des's defense, Alsace's "black horsemen" suffered zero battle losses, but the battle achievements were also zero, because Tagore personally ordered that his "black horses" were not allowed to fight, and those who violated the order were killed!

In the face of the hysterical roar of his good grandson, who had always loved him, Tagore's face was still gentle and calm, but he looked at Arthas's eyes as if a storm was brewing, deep and fierce.

"You slammed your fist on the ground for the answer. Tagore motioned with his eyes for Arthas to pick up an urgent message on the ground.

Arthas was not a vexatious person, even if he was angry, he did not lose his mind, he felt a faint sense of unease, and bent down to pick up the urgent message, which was not much, and Arthas read the contents after just one glance.

But in an instant, his face changed drastically, and with a look of disbelief, he read the contents of the secret letter word by word.

"The Holy Empire and the Hobbit Kingdom have declared war on Brut!" Even Arthas, who had been fighting for many years, was inevitably shaken after receiving this news, which was actually related to a secret hidden deep in his heart.

He had always believed that Brut would survive the darkness and usher in the dawn, just as he had gone through hundreds of years of hard history, but it seemed that things were about to turn towards the abyss of despair, and what awaited Brut was not light, but a bottomless cliff, and the black hand that could not wait to push him into the abyss.

"Surprised, boy, I thought you'd be more at ease, but now you know why I've put you on standby. Tagore suddenly got up, and his slightly rickety figure suddenly exuded a fierce momentum of iron-blooded domineering.

"Get ready, Arthas, I will lead the rest of my legions to attack the Absolute Fortress and finish the unfinished business of the first half of my life!"

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As soon as Des had defeated the legions of the Underground, the news of the neighboring country's declaration of war on Brut spread throughout Des, but before everyone had time to panic, another news made their trembling bodies suddenly boil, and after the initial shock, the whole city fell into cheers and weeping.

The lord of the city, Rabindranath Tagore, is about to lead a large army to counterattack the "Absolute Fortress", the foundation of the underground people, destroying the portal in one fell swoop, and ending the war that has lasted for hundreds of years.

If it is peacetime, someone must advise, after all, the remaining troops of Ides want to break through the Longtan tiger's den like the "Absolute Fortress", which is tantamount to a fool's dream, but where is there a way out for Brut now? Where is there still a choice?

Once the remaining forces of the Underworld are assembled, even if Des can resist their attack, he will inevitably lose a large number of troops, so what can he do to resist the invasion of the wolf-like Holy Empire and the Hobbit Kingdom?

Only by completely destroying the portal located in the depths of the Dantouin Plateau, ending this war with no end in sight, and freeing up the troops and high-end combat power stationed in Des, can Brut gain a glimmer of hope.

The former is actually helpless, and the latter is motivation and encouragement, which is very suitable to describe Des at this time.

How many people can sleep this night? How many people are not sad this night?

The next day, at dawn, Tagore led the army of Des, which had less than 20,000 men left, and began to march in the direction of the "Absolute Fortress". There were no rhetoric, no impassioned proclamations, and the 17,365 people who carried the hopes of Des and even Brunt were thus in the eyes of the Des people, stepping over the corpses that had not had time to be cleaned up, and marching north.

Each of them brought only three days' rations, but this was not done to cut off the retreat, for from the beginning they had no other choice, no extra logisticians just to reduce the burden of the rapid march.

The last of the Des' legions (whether they succeeded or failed, the Dess could not have had such a strong legion as before) marched northward, and soon disappeared from the sight of the Des.

"There is no need to look back, because we will come back here, alive or dead!" Tagore, with his armor and armor, rode through the wind and snow on an ordinary war horse, leading everyone towards the first goal.

Although the slain lost their armor and fled in disarray, the remaining 10,000 or so underground soldiers were a big threat to Des and them, so before attacking the "Desperate Fortress", they also needed to use the blood of the enemy to pay tribute to their dead comrades, as well as to themselves who were about to die.

When the "Black Horseman" and "Beamon", who had been suppressed for three days and three nights, appeared in the sight of the remnants of the defeated army of the underground people, fear, panic and disbelief instantly spread to the whole army, and perhaps it would be more valuable for them to die under the walls of Des. Because after the blood of the battle to the death, the underground people who lingered with the mood of defeat and retreat were already physically and mentally exhausted.

The luck of being alive, the grief of losing their comrades, the shame of defeat, and the despair of disillusioned hope are all gnawing at their original tenacious will and full hearts. Perhaps the follow-up army of the Underground people will be able to restore their confidence, but unfortunately, they have no chance to return to the "Absolute Fortress" again.

"Kill !!" Arthas took the lead, the dazzling light of frost sorrow in his hand seemed to declare his anger. The blue ice wind swept through the positions of the underground people with the breath of death, and the skeleton war horse "Invincible" flew with four hooves, and carried Arthas to wreak havoc in the crowd with a speed that ordinary war horses could not reach.

One man and one horse look at each other, showing an invincible posture. The black knight followed, like a sharp knife full of toothed blades into the heart of the enemy, setting off a bloody storm in the ice and snow, and a little scarlet and snow white intertwined to embellish a thousand horsemen to break the formation.

And another torrent of steel was also not to be outdone, under the leadership of Dagez, it crushed the blood and bone slurry in a more violent way, rushing left and right, as if entering a no-man's land.

The massacre lasted less than an hour before ending with the rout of the remnants of the Underground, and the Legion of Des did not pursue, because the collapsed Underlanders were no longer to fear, and they may have survived with an indelible fear of the Legion of Des, or they may end their fragile lives in remorse and self-blame. (To be continued.) )