The three old men in the sky looked at the lower place with a cold face, and when they looked over, there was an endless white wave.

"What the hell are these things? Big brother, can the Ancient Imperial Army really be able to stop them?"

The old mage's eyes are like a slit, but the light that sometimes flashes in that slit makes people have to pay attention to it.

"If you can't stop it, you have to go up. We don't have any reinforcements anymore. However, in the face of this weak ending, the old mage could only sigh.

There are too many enemies, and the combined number of them is estimated to be less than one-tenth of the enemy's.

"The only place in the Goldsmith Empire where you can build a defensive position is here. If we give up even here, then we won't have to defend the future. The city wall is only three meters high, which is really unusual!"

"Forget you two, the second and third legions of the ancient army have already surrounded those guys from behind. Don't keep thinking about the white stuff, those in black armor are the ones who dominate this army, if we can get rid of those guys in black armor, then we'll be much better off later. Ahem, ahem. "Growing older is the old mage's only enemy, and he is terrified that he will die like this.

"Big brother, you can rest first, and we will do all these things. "The two younger brothers feel a little sorry for their mage brother, their own brother has worked hard all his life, and it is because of those reasons in the past that his brother's body is deteriorating.

"No, you two go and assist the Second and Third Legions of the Ancient Army. I can still resist this old bone head-on!" the old mage's withered fingers pointed deadly ahead, and now their strategy was like this, very simple.

The old mage fended off the damned skeleton army in front, and the two younger brothers led the troops to the rear to slaughter the black-armored guys.

"I see, brother. Take care!" the two younger brothers also knew that this brother of mine was notoriously stubborn, and he would not give up once he decided on something.

Looking at the figures of his two younger brothers in the distance, the old mage sighed, this battle was probably the most tragic he had ever experienced in his life.

This time the tragedy is not that the enemy is strong. It's their own ignorance.

I don't know what my enemy is, and now my own strategy is based on my imagination.

Originally, in the affairs of soldiers, guessing the enemy out of thin air was a very big taboo.

But now the old mage had no time, and he had to come up with a solution.

The Goldsmith Empire can't afford to wait!

However, with the Scourge Legion, the lich's stinking face, which had not changed for thousands of years, suddenly changed subtly.

"Those two saint-level powerhouses are here, they want to cooperate with the troops they have inserted behind us to eat us. ”

The Death Knight's gaze was solemn, and he looked at his surroundings and felt the trace of murderous aura contained in the wind.

"I'm going to stop them, and I'm going to try to kill them by the way. "The Death Knight exploded with murderous energy, and now he just wanted to fight.

Not for anything else. I'm afraid that I will accidentally provoke this master in front of me.

What kind of man is Kel'thugad, he is still a famous butcher. His horror has been made abundantly clear.

"Go ahead and stay safe. The lich waved his hand, he was not very good at fighting warriors, so he left this unfortunate task to the professionals.

"Yes. The Death Knight's crotch raised his hooves, and he rushed behind as if he were flying.

"There's also a mage, and I hope he'll give me a bit of fun. The lich touched the yellowed notebook inside his robe.

"Teacher, I will definitely live up to your expectations. The plague has spread, and it won't be long before the food of the entire continent is suspected of being infected by our plague!" Kel'thugad's plan is the same as it was on Azeroth. Infect food and expose the entire continent to the plague.

As long as this one task can be completed, then this continent will not be attacked.

"It's better to prepare, from the point of view of that mage's soul. Already close to the rout, it's an old mage. A saint-level mage with rich combat experience. Except for the body, everything else is almost perfect. Looks like I'm going to have a long fight with him. "If the surface of a person can deceive others, then there is no way for a person's soul to deceive people.

Through the observation of the soul, the lich also knew what his enemy might be, and he had his own plan.

Take out the glass bottles. Without hesitation, the lich smashed the glass bottles one by one, and applied them evenly to every part of his body.

"These are all imitations of the experiments that His Majesty the Lich King gave to his teacher. Let's hope it doesn't work too badly. ”

......

The army of skeletons was not too slow, and they soon encountered a group of legions in red armor.

The armor of the legions glistened in the setting sun. At the same time, the scars on these armors make these armors even more terrifying.

"They're coming! Everyone's attention! Prepare to shoot arrows!" These legions are the ancient army, as the name suggests, the ancient army.

They were all elites secretly collected by the Imperial Marshal's Office from retired soldiers from other countries.

Of course, all this was unknown to Goldsmith XI.

If he had known, perhaps the last army of the Golesmi Empire would have been disbanded by his ignorance.

As a man who kept his word, the old mage didn't want to be dizzy with all he had in his eyes on food.

The supply of the Imperial Marshal's Mansion in Goldsmith is also unbearable.

Originally, the food collection department of the Goldsmith Empire had a special search department, but there was a secret passage in the warehouse where the search department was responsible for collecting grain, and this secret passage happened to be the passage to the camp where the ancient army was stationed.

Therefore, whenever the ancient army needs food, just go to the warehouse to get it.

However, those in charge of guarding the barn knew nothing.

Over time, people discovered this strange phenomenon.

Later, Goldsmith VII had the defense magic set up outside the warehouse, but the food was still scarce.

Later, the kings of Goldsmith believed that their ancestors were taking all of this, so they gradually relaxed their defenses of the storehouse.

"Shoot at forty-five degrees!archers!Arrows!" The rain of arrows rained down from the sky alternately into the army of skeletons.

However, one can imagine how useful those sharp bows and arrows are in front of the bone frame.

"No effect!No effect!Archers stop shooting!Armies of mages!Prepare for a magic bombardment!Be sure to kill as many enemies as possible before engaging in a white-knuckle battle with the place!" The archers did not achieve anything, which was something that the commander of the ancient army did not expect. However, this is nothing, archers are mostly a tentative thing now, and they are useless against the armies of most other empires.

The thick armor and the frantic shield were the archers' nemesis.

"Fireballs, Lightning, Tempest!" Countless magic bombarded the skeleton army, and it was clear that this time the magic force had given a satisfactory answer to the commander's satisfaction.

Countless skeletons were wreaked havoc and humiliated in these spells.

They didn't scream, all they had was the sound of bones shattering.

"Well done! The mage legion continues to work magic, warriors, get your blades ready, and check if your supplies are ready for the last time! Remember, this time we don't want to kill as many as we can, as long as we can drag on enough time, we'll win!" roared the Commander, and now the entire battlefield was filled with the sound of shattering skeletons and magic raging. If the sound is quiet, other people can't hear it at all.

"Yes!" The soldiers of the ancient army were all elites selected from the armies of other empires, and their discipline can be imagined.

After all, the magic legion is a minority, although they have killed countless skeletons, but compared to those more huge skeleton seas behind, what they can do is still a little helpless.

The army of skeletons advanced slowly, and they soon came to a hundred meters in front of the ancient army.

The commander of the ancient army looked coldly at the endless sea of skeletons in front of him, he looked ahead in a lunge, holding a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right, he roared and waved his sword: "Warriors!

"For the Empire!" the ancient army, which had been preparing for a long time, began their most heroic scene in this roar.

The blood-red armor looked so tragic in the light of hope. They are using only one-twentieth of the people in the place to attack.

......

At the same time, in the rear battlefield, the warrior brothers came to the rear of the Scourge Legion.

But a very tall black-armored knight stood in their way.

"Are you the general of this legion?"

Feeling the aura of this guy in front of them, the warrior brothers knew that this guy was definitely not easy to mess with. From the smell of blood on his body, they knew that the guy in front of them had definitely killed a lot of people.

"Yes and no, but it doesn't matter at all. A blue sword slowly appeared in the hand of the Death Knight, which was the Death Knight's standard weapon, Ice Sorrow.

"yes, it doesn't matter at all. Brother, you attack, I'll cover, let's kill this guy together!" The warrior brothers took out their weapons, one was a large knife, and the other was a pair of hammers.

"Die!" (To be continued.) )