"His Royal Highness the Prince seems to be a little different from usual?"

"Yes, although he was also brave before, he was not very good at marching and fighting, and what is wrong with it today?"

"The most pitiful thing is the Dreadlord who has been played around by us."

"Yes, he doesn't look like a very smart Ako."

……

Putting the discussions of Dupont and other soldiers in his ears, Xu Mochao smiled slightly, hiding his merit and fame.

Arthas was raised as Lordaeron's successor from an early age, learning all sorts of knowledge, including the ability to lead troops into battle.

But despite this, his real combat experience was not enough.

When the Trolls of Zuama invaded the borders of their ally, Quel'Thalas, Arthas had been involved in the battle, but that time it was mostly soy sauce.

It wasn't until this rebellion of the orc tribes in the south of the kingdom that King Terenus had to use force to suppress it, and Arthas was sent by his father to assist the commander of the army, Uther the Lightbringer, that he really began to fight.

Of course, despite Arthas's youthful vigor and slight dissatisfaction with Uther's old-fashionedness, he still adhered to his duties as a paladin and eliminated the threat from the Black Dragon Hillinox and the Orc Blackstone Tribe, which was highly praised by Uther.

As for him leading the army alone, he will have to wait until he begins to investigate the plague in the north of the kingdom.

So even if he is a genius, Alsace's commanding ability still seems a little immature, but it is not satisfactory.

Of course, the soldiers' love for the prince and the skills of the paladins more or less made up for this shortcoming.

Therefore, when he was surrounded by Melganis's army, his first consideration was not how to use the forces in his hands to turn defeat into victory, but pinned all his hopes on the powerful weapon of Frostmourn.

But now that Xu Mochao is in command, everything has become different.

The number of undead spirits' armies is indeed very large, and the number of armies available in Xu Mochao's hands is far inferior to that of his opponents.

However, Melganis was also not a good commander, not even a good commander.

Of course, as a member of the Dreadlord, he doesn't need any commanding ability.

Relying on the huge number of undead legions provided to him by the Lich King, every time he starts a battle, he uses the Dreadlord's unique sleep skill to put the opposing generals into a coma, and then summons a swarm of corrosive swarms to open the vampire aura that can restore health through attacks.

That's what he's always done.

However, this time he faced Xu Mochao, the founding emperor who had led Mingjiao to overthrow the rule of the Yuan Dynasty!

So when he saw Melganis turn on the vampire aura, fall asleep, and corrode the bee colony, Xu Mochao laughed.

"With this kind of command level, let alone Xu Da and Chang Yuchun, even if they give Zhang Shicheng and Chen Youliang their shoes, they are not worthy!"

The poor second fool still wants to rely on the power of Frost Grief to deal with Melganis, but in Xu Mochao's opinion, there is no need for that at all!

In this case, the fool will fight hard and directly rely on the operation to show him to death!

Next, Xu Mochao led the Terran troops, which were less than a quarter of the undead army, and regarded the undead army as nothing, like a sharp knife piercing through them.

Whether it is the highly mobile knights and griffin knights, or the dwarven musketeers and mortar squads with range advantages, under the leadership of Xu Mochao, they have exerted far more strength than before.

"Arthas, aren't you Terrans the army of kings?"

"Don't run, just fight with me!"

"Could it be that the prince of Lordaeron is a coward who can only run away?"

Both the soldiers under Xu Mochao and Muradin, who were angry with Melganis's words, took the initiative to ask for battle:

"Arthas, let me go, let him taste my Stormhammer!"

"Ignore him, let's go!"

Although they were puzzled by Xu Mochao's order, the soldiers still forbade it and carried out the order without saying a word, including the dwarven troops that originally belonged to Muradin.

Xu Mochao's performance during this period of time has completely convinced them.

Instead, Muradin asked, puzzled, "Is this how he insults you?" ”

Dwarves are always irritable, even the kind-hearted Muradin.

"Or else?" Xu Mochao rolled his eyes, "Isn't it stupid that the other party has a lot of people and is tough?" Remove! ”

"But ......"

"Let's go, there will be a chance for you to go head-to-head with him!"

Xu Mochao had already said so, so Mu Radin didn't say anything more and obediently followed.

"Your Highness, are we going to go around in circles with them?"

DuPont finally couldn't help but ask, "I'm worried that if you continue like this, you won't be able to hold on." ”

"No", Xu Mochao shook his head, "With Muradin's presence and the witches, the mobility of the undead army will be greatly reduced, with me, there is no need to worry about a small area of hand-to-hand combat, besides, we still have strong magical abilities." ”

Xu Mochao looked at the few priests and witches in the team, these people were all treasures.

The Priest's healing and psychic fire can greatly increase the endurance and combat effectiveness of your troops, and dispel magic is a powerful way to deal with skeleton soldiers.

Not to mention witches, stealth to save lives, slow down and weaken, especially Transfiguration, the deterrent is extremely terrifying.

It's a pity that the number is too small, otherwise he could have played more aggressively.

The only thing to worry about now is not to be slept by Melganis's hypnotic Dafa, being surrounded by an army of undead is a trivial matter, thinking that once he is slept with by a fear demon king, Xu Mochao is disgusted as if he has swallowed a fly.

"Dupont, since it is a guerrilla fight, we must remember these sixteen words, 'I will retreat when the enemy advances, I will chase after the enemy retreat, I will disturb the chaos stationed, and I will fight when the enemy is tired'!"

"The enemy advances and I retreat, the enemy retreats and I chase, the chaos is stationed and I disturb, and the enemy is tired and I fight ......"

Du Pont silently read it a few times, remembered these four sentences deeply, and couldn't help but have a little more admiration in his eyes when he looked at Xu Mochao.

Xu Mochao's prediction was not wrong at all.

If it were replaced by those generals from the Ming Sect in the Heaven and Dragon Slayer, I am afraid that they would have already figured out a way to deal with Xu Mochao at this time.

After all, the advantage of the undead army is much greater than that of the Terrans, the gargoyles are highly mobile, the abomination is not only thick-skinned and bloody, but also can spread plagues, the necromancer can curse enemies and summon skeleton soldiers, and the attack range of the meat grinder is extremely far, not to mention the powerful attack, and the frost dragon is a piece in one dozen.

Of course, the most important thing is that the undead army has an absolute superiority in numbers.

Until now, the strength of the Terrans and the Undead is still 1:3.

Coupled with the strong Melganis pressing, there should be no suspense in this battle.

But Melganis had nothing to do with Xu Mochao.

Seeing that the number of the army of the undead was decreasing little by little, and the Terran troops were often treated in a near-death state by the priest and Xu Mochao with the divine light, Melganis finally became anxious.