This was the first gargoylee I had ever killed.

I didn't hear what it was screaming when the fire leaf screamed. When it fell off the roof, I jumped with it without the slightest hesitation.

It's just that this time I didn't hit the ground with my back, but I stepped on the ground with both feet. The thing struggled from the ground to get up, and I pounced on it.

The Gargoyle is a monster with wings on its back but limbs that resemble humans, and it's actually human-turned, but it's cursed. Their skin is even harder than tanned leather armor, and it is very difficult to kill them with a normal attack, not to mention invulnerability.

Muskets are not among ordinary swords.

The smash on the root of its wings and the smash on the back of its head made it temporarily lose its ability to resist, but after this thing fell, it couldn't die at all, let alone hurt, and the power of this thing was quite large.

I pounced on it and reached into its arms to grab it by the throat, but the thing reacted quickly and grabbed my arm with both hands. I raised my hammer and slammed it in the face.

The head was small, slick, and its features were human-like, but the chimpanzee-like nose was ugly, and the fanged mouth was almost up to the base of the ear. And those pointed ears are not something that humans can grow.

It tried to dodge, but my hammer was a little slower. The hammer slammed into the door on its left side, and its head hit the ground on its back, and before I could react, I had already smashed the second hammer solidly, this time with much more justice.

The hands that had been holding my left arm lost their strength as soon as the hammer went down, and I pulled out my hand at once, straightened up, raised the hammer high and slammed it in the face!

One hammer, two hammers! Three hammers! I stopped when I saw it smashed its head.

It's hard to imagine that it took me so many hammers to smash his head open, which is enough to prove how resistant this thing is! The name of the gargoyle lives up to its name.

Looking up at the magician in the room, he was casting a spell at this time, and it was estimated that he had seen me and glanced at me. "You guys go to the roof! Protect the Magician! I dragged one of the soldiers past me and shouted at a few people next to me.

I was overjoyed to see the sight of the undead on the walls of the city as I climbed to the roof again, and the undead broke through the defenses and poured into the walls of the city with a smaller opening. That means we're going to win!

Maybe the soldiers also saw the battle on the city wall, a group of people shouted, everyone shouted, and when those soldiers who didn't know why were also infected, our shield wall squeezed down the undead soldiers who were still desperately pressing just now.

The magicians stopped casting spells after the last bit of magic was captured, and it wasn't long before the gaps in the walls were cut off by the soldiers. The undead soldiers of the city became turtles in an urn, and they were slain as the soldiers shouted in unison and pressed on.

After a day of fighting, we are victorious! The undead outside the city have retreated!

There is only one wave of undead attacks, and if it succeeds, it will be successful, and if it can't be attacked, the troops will be withdrawn. The soldiers who survived the life-and-death battle cheered, and the luck of the rest of their lives made them hug each other more and cry.

I was touched by the tears of emotion when those who had taken refuge and those who had survived the battle came home, and the sight of those who had lost loved ones sitting on the side of the road and weeping was even more moving.

The same thing has a different ending. Some people are happy, some people are sad, some people are happy, some people are lamenting, the difference is really big! Standing on top of the city wall, looking at the horrific number of corpses below, I suddenly felt familiar and unfamiliar.

"What are you looking at?" A voice came from behind me. It turned out to be the elven mage.

"Look at the sunset." I say.

"You also like to watch the sunset?" He didn't speak to me as hard as he did when I first met him.

"The sunset is beautiful." I say. "Especially today."

"The remnant sun is like blood." He said. "This poignancy is like our fate."

"It's rare to see an elf with such feelings." I say.

"Elves are not good at words." He said.

"It's true." I glanced at him, "The guys I used to know are exactly what you said. ”

"Did you have a friend from the elves before?"

"I've fought in the Orc Wars, the Siege of Silvermoon City, and ...... A lot of wars later. I said.

"You're a veteran." The way he looked at me changed, too.

"Yes."

"You don't seem to be from here."

"I'm from the Stormwind Kingdom."

"Stormwind Kingdom?" He was a little surprised. "So far away...... Are you here specifically? ”

"I came here specifically but didn't expect to encounter these things. I'm here to ...... Find a friend. ”

"Did you find it?"

"He's dead."

He was silent, "I'm sorry. ”

"Do you know Darien Mograini?" I asked.

"The kid...... Sacrificed? ”

"He died?" I looked at him in amazement.

"I don't know, I didn't see him just now...... You...... He's your friend? ”

"His father." I explained.

Huoye frowned, "He sacrificed ...... Very...... Pity. ”

"People call him the Ember Bringer." I sighed, "But I was killed by the undead, and I heard that the corpses were lost." ”

Huoye snorted, but finally said softly, "May he rest in peace." ”

"I'll avenge him." I looked at the blood-red sky in the west, "I want blood to pay for it." ”

The elf chuckled softly, "Thank you for saving me today." ”

I smiled at him, "It's not a trivial matter. I said.

"I like your character." He said, "If there's anything you need my help with, just ask, if I can do it, I'll do it." ”

I pursed my lips and smiled, "I'm also afraid that others will feel that they owe me affection, in fact, even if it weren't for you, I would rush forward." ”

"Hmph, I know." He said: "The blood elves will repay their kindness and revenge." ”

He frowned slightly, "Blood Elves? ”

He stood beside me, looking at the sunset, "Blood Elf, that's our new name. ”

"What were you guys called?" I asked, "I only knew you before...... High Elves. ”

"After the destruction of Quel'Thalas, Prince Kael'thas returned to the ruins of Silvermoon City, where he subsequently ...... All the people who could be gathered were found, but few were able to come. I was there at the time, and Prince Kael'thas could not hide the sadness in his heart, and the disappointment and distrust of his people was more difficult for him to accept than the loss of his country. ”

"Then the prince of Kael'thas swore to all the people who came that he would take revenge, that he would kill the culprit Arthas, and that his head would be used to honor all the dead people, and then he gave us a new name."

"Blood Elves?"

"No, it's Sindore."

"Didn't you just say the Blood Elves?"

"Sindore means Blood Elves." "It's just that I'm used to calling myself a blood elf," he said. ”

He looked at me with a hint of determination in his eyes.

"Never forget revenge." I nodded, "People, there has to be a goal." It's good to have goals. ”

"There is a long way to go on the road to revenge." He said.

"There's a force called the Forsaken right now, you know?" I glanced at him.

There was a hint of surprise on his face, "Do you know the Forsaken?" ”

"Sylvanas, the leader of the Forsaken, is your High Elves." I looked him in the eye and said, "It's also a comrade-in-arms I used to fight with, a friend I know." ”

He sighed softly at my words. "They...... It's not my compatriot anymore. ”

"Isn't it a little embarrassing?" I said, "Actually, I understand you too." "When I turned around, I turned my back to the sunset and turned my face to look at him." But you don't have to be too embarrassed......"

"No......," he said, turning his face to look at me. I didn't feel embarrassed, I just felt that she could actually choose to leave here and choose another life instead of continuing ...... Do so. ”

"The Forsaken Follow ...... The crumbs we are facing today are different. I said.

"How do you know?"

"Of course I do." I said, "I've seen so much along the way, and the guys we're facing today have also attacked the Forsaken's stronghold, and if they were the same type, they would all appear in front of us together." ”

"What do you mean...... Is it true? "There was some light in his eyes.

"Sylvanas doesn't have to be against humans, as I know her...... She ......," I sighed hard, "even if there was a misunderstanding before, I think I could still convince her, or persuade her." ”

I saw a very rare look in the elf's eyes, and he was a little excited, "Is what you said true?" ”

"Our friendship...... It's still possible. I smiled. And we still have a lot of friendship after the siege of Silvermoon City, and we ...... Sylvanas's sister Aurelia was also married to my little brother back then, and you may have heard of the Marshal of the Kingdom of Lordaeron named Tulayan. ”

I don't know what I said wrong, his originally excited face suddenly felt a little lost, and I looked at him suspiciously, "What?" ”

He looked at me, then sighed softly, "Maybe it's not as simple as you think. ”

"How?"

"There's something you may not know about this......," he said, "and I'm actually among the human race, even here...... has also been enduring humiliation. ”