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- The natural disaster of the undead is overwhelming, and the demon army is brutal and crazy.
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Poor military conditions, unclear orders, and indistinguishability between friends and foes All of this led to the collapse of the fighting spirit of the warriors of the Northern Army, and their morale dropped again and again and quickly fell below freezing point.
"If they were not trapped in a tight siege, the only way to gain a chance of survival is to fight to the death. I am afraid that the tens of thousands of soldiers and horses that entered the city of Lordaeron under the commander-in-chief would have collapsed into a ball of scattered sand, just like a ragtag group of people.
Even though the human warriors fight desperately for survival and form formations to protect themselves, the casualties of the human troops lacking commanders and command are still increasing in droves.
From Balnazar's surprise attack with a large number of walking corpses, to the continuous spewing out of large numbers of demons from the teleportation circle, in just ten minutes, the warriors of the Northern Legion in a state of chaos were attacked one after another. The attack had already cost nearly a thousand men.
The black hole-like portal in the sky finally stopped.
The hellfire turned into a meteor and crazily fell on the two warring armies with a desperate and terrifying power. Buildings collapsed and the earth trembled. Fire creatures six to seven meters high stood up from the pits in the ground one after another and rushed into the battlefield. In an instant, they cleared out areas of death in the defense formation of the Northern Army of Lordaeron.
With one punch, you can easily take away the lives of two or three Lordaeron soldiers. A total of twenty or so Hellfires were like two dozen heavy-duty steamrollers, instantly tearing the Northern Army's finally reassembled defense line into pieces.
In the military formation of the Lordaeron warriors, the violent and ferocious demons were madly killing all those who tried to stand in their way, or were killed by the warriors.
Every time blood is sprayed and every life is withered, it can be exchanged for their terrifying laughter. For these creatures who are keen on killing and destroying. The wailing and despair of souls before death is their most enjoyable feast.
In front of the military formation, there is an endless sea of ??walking corpses from the undead disaster.
On the ground are the abominations and crypt demons who charge forward and break through the defense line regardless of the cost. The agile ghouls follow closely behind, showing their fangs and claws and cooperating coldly and efficiently like a pack of hunting wolves. The scattered human soldiers pounced on, bit, chewed, and swallowed until they turned into a pool of white bones. Occasionally, there are corpse witches and necromancers hiding, using dirty and evil necromantic magic
In the sky, hundreds of gargoyles flapped their wings and sneered with unruly smiles as they dived, grabbed, climbed, and dived again, their eagle-like claws clawing at the target's skull. Tear open the chest and abdomen of the warrior. Intestines, organs, flesh and blood, and severed limbs kept "blooming" in the air like terrifying fireworks.
The terror and bloodshed delivered by demons and undead make the battlefield in Lordaeron feel like hell.
There is no doubt that if the situation is allowed to continue to develop, the Northern Army in chaos may be in danger!
Fortunately, humans have always been a race of heroes!
Those heroes who shine and stand up in times of crisis will never be cut off just like those corrupt and depraved evildoers!
This may be why humans in Azeroth are a backward race without a long history and not outstanding talents. But he was able to pass on the bloodline from generation to generation despite countless threats and challenges, and even climbed to the top step by step, with great prestige. Ultimately no one can underestimate the reason¡.
"Keep calm! Reshape the formation!"
The bright sword light flashed across the sky, and in one fell swoop, more than a dozen demon guards who rushed into the military formation and slaughtered them were split into two pieces. Ashbringer Mograine has jumped into the battlefield to protect the compatriots he led. Scream loudly!
"Don't be afraid!"
The light bullets of exorcism shined under the night. A hellfire that was about to trample the human soldiers around him was instantly shattered after being hit by the energy of the holy light and reduced to a pile of scattered rocks.
"Don't panic!"
Approaching a group of roaring hellhounds, Mograine raised his knife and dropped it. Regardless of physical strength, he slashed dozens of swords in a row, turning these cruel beasts into a shower of blood and minced meat in a matter of seconds.
"Hold the sword tightly!"
The holy light shines in the night sky. The power of the holy light, which represents purification and holiness, sets off a holy storm that covers a few yards around the body, burning several Eredar warlocks into ashes.
"Put up barriers!"
Holding up the indestructible Holy Shield, Mograine has withstood the fireballs fired by hundreds of imps without any hesitation.?He rushed towards a demon teleportation circle. He summoned all his strength and struck down with one sword.
The holy light is majestic and all evil forces retreat!
The portal that continuously transported the demonic troops, together with the two huge lava dogs guarding the door, collapsed and shattered before the vast power of holy light for even a second. The chaotic energy flow is like a giant beast that chooses people to devour, swallowing up the bodies of countless demons big and small in an instant. The twisted and out-of-control space energy turns into a storm and stirs all food within dozens of yards into fine dust!
"Although our enemies number unknown in the billions they will come to fight you with claws, steel, disease, plague, vicious spells, and corrupt illusions. They are equipped with everything that evil can gather"
In the expectant, worried, and excited eyes of countless people on the battlefield, the solemn shouts spread throughout the battlefield through the smoke and dust that obscured their sight. Although the shield of the Holy Shield is shaky, it is still dazzling!
"But you, brothers, warriors! You have more!"
Electricity shot out and the sword was swung.
The huge and sturdy Hellfire cannot stop the Ashbringer's slashing; the powerful high-level demon cannot survive the judgment of the Holy Light.
"Justice is our shield, courage is our armor, and hatred is our weapon!"
The concentrated power of Holy Light came out of the body, and a pair of lifelike and radiant Holy Light wings spread out from Mograine's shoulders! The paladin who has turned on the wrath of revenge is like a god descending to earth, unstoppable purification and eradicating all the corrupted things that are targeted by him!
The previously arrogant and arrogant demons of the Burning Legion are nothing more than earthly chickens and dogs under the sword of the Ashbringer
¡°Move forward proudly and fearlessly!¡±
Jumped into the air, aimed at the flame giant six or seven meters high in front of him, and chopped off the head of the Ember One. Hellfire's rocky body couldn't hinder it in the slightest, and the Ember One slashed it to the bottom. Cut the weapons of war that ordinary people are afraid of into two!
The brutal fighting on the battlefield is still going on, but Mograine¡¯s step forward has set the best example for all Lordaeron warriors!
Under Mograine¡¯s shouts and encouragement, the morale of the Northern Army, which was about to collapse, suddenly exploded!
An unrivaled sword beam shot out, turning countless walking corpses along the way to ashes. Wherever the Ashbringer passed, the overwhelming sea of ??undead was split into two.
Stepping on the Lordaeron warriors who shouldered their shields to form a path, Mograine rushed into the chaotic but dense array of undead scourges and burning demons alone. The Ashbringer suddenly burst out with majestic holy energy, which condensed into a giant blade of holy light that was more than ten meters long in the fearful and horrified eyes of the demons.
"As long as our heartbeats have not stopped, as long as our fighting spirit has not died out. The will of Lordaeron will never die!
Sweep, cut, chop, spin!
Whether it¡¯s a bloodthirsty demon or a terrifying undead. There is no resistance under the blade of holy light.
There was no wailing or roaring, and the hundreds of minions of the Lich King were deprived of even the ability to retreat. They were instantly reduced to ashes under the sharp edge of the giant blade of holy light and scattered in the wind!
"The Holy Light is with us!"
After clearing a blank space among the overwhelming undead army, Mograine bowed down and picked up a broken Lordaeron military flag. With a loud roar, he inserted the flagpole deeply into the ground beside him.
The military flag flying again was like a monument, instantly gathering the morale of the military.
Everything is just as the veterans remember
The direction of the military flag is the direction of the blade!
The location of the Paladin of the Silver Hand. It will be filled with hope and glory!
"The Holy Light is with us!"
"Ashbringer!" "Ashbringer!" "Ashbringer!"
Like a beacon being lit, a deafening battle roar erupted on the battlefield in an instant! The appearance of Ashbringer Mograine and the shining of holy light. Let the previous decadence and despair of the soldiers disappear.
It¡¯s like a standing totem, like a hunting flag
The Ashbringer in Mograine's hands is no longer just a magic weapon, but also a fearless pride and the hope of victory and honor!
Even if it is an undead soul without emotions. You will also feel scared and hesitant when facing him!
Even a bloodthirsty and ferocious demon will tremble when standing in front of him!
This is the Ashbringer!
?????????????????????????????????????The soldiers of the Northern Army have once again found a trustworthy leader and spiritual sustenance, and they tacitly regard Mograine as their commander-in-chief. The army formation that was so scattered that it was on the verge of collapse was clenched into a fist again!
There are too many undead natural disasters. The walking corpses blocking the way were almost beyond sight. They let out a variety of howls, and the pressure that hits them can almost drive people crazy.
Fortunately, Mograine is firmly at the forefront.
The Ashbringer cuts sharp-edged lines, shuttling between demons and undead like lightning.
¡°One person and one sword is like a shark mixed into a school of ferocious fish. No matter how ferocious and bloodthirsty the school of fish is, they will have no choice but to be buried in the mouth of the shark.
Without the slightest hesitation or fear in his eyes, Mograine was the first to attack the sea of ??undead coming from the shop.
Hold the magic weapon in your hand and have faith in your heart.
Even if all the undead legions line up in front of Mograine, he will step in calmly, leaving only the ashes of the enemy's bodies wherever he passes.
Behind him were countless Lordaeron soldiers with the same blood-red eyes and a sense of madness all over their bodies. With a high fighting spirit that could destroy everything, they made the most powerful charge against the undead natural disaster since the war began.
With a strong wind that swept everything, the arrow feathers fell accurately into the formation of the undead natural disaster as if they were growing. Ru Lin's sword and shield collided with the demon's weapon blades, piercing the body of the walking dead.
The demons and undead, who were a little flustered by the sudden blow, suddenly discovered that under the leadership of the man who frightened them, the group of Avengers who seemed to have returned from hell to the world were rushing towards them like gods with high fighting spirit. Come.
They were breathing heavily, and the wounds left over from the previous war were still bleeding, but the Lordaeron warriors waving their weapons still attacked them with the most fearless and fearless posture.
At this moment, those demons who remained rational even had an illusion. The humans rushing towards you seemed to be fierce demons or undead natural disasters!
Because of the appearance of Mograine, the battlefield once again became intense. But on the roof before, Old Tang, who was facing the handsome man and the big bat alone, was once again in crisis.
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¡°Bang!¡±
The imitation egg shield in his hand once again blocked Garithos' stalking slashes, but once again a deep slash mark was left on the surface of the shield. There was no time to check the status of the shield, and even before Old Tang took advantage of the situation to counterattack the commander, Balnazzar's magic attacks were already coming one after another.
As a last resort, Old Tang could only parry this handsome and unforgiving blow with his sword horizontally, while turning sideways and barely covering his body with his shield. He was holding on to the rain of shadow arrows. The corrosive evil energy has corroded the thick shield, which weighs hundreds of kilograms, into pits.
Old Tang secretly estimated. If it happens a few more times, this shield will probably be completely scrapped
And this scene has happened many times!
Although the loss of the two war hammers did not drastically reduce Old Tang's combat effectiveness, it also weakened Old Tang's deterrence and explosive power to a certain extent.
The Sin'dorei War Blade is okay, it is a collectible that traveled through time with Old Tang, although it is a parallel import without any special effects. But at least it's tough enough. As long as it doesn't come into contact with those magic weapons, at least there's no risk of breaking.
But this second egg shield is just a mass-produced copycat made of fine steel
After several rounds of offensive. Several of the ferocious spikes on the surface of the shield have been cut off by the Grand Marshal's Sword made of Thorium by Garithos. The sharp claw that Balnazar was waiting for a sneak attack just now was almost pierced through.
But the problem of weapons is not the most disadvantageous factor.
With one against two, there is also Balnazar, a cunning bat whose fighting style is perfect for restraining himself. While Mograine was showing off his might on the battlefield, Tang was surrounded by dangers.
Garithos, who was controlled by Balnazzar, almost lost his mind, and his tactics were desperate from the beginning.
Old Tang fought him back several times and even injured him, but the other party didn't pay attention at all. After a while, he came back to stalk him.
There was even one time when Old Tang secretly felt cruel. When Garithos stabbed his own chest with the long sword, he slashed his neck with a knife. There was no hesitation in the sword thrust out by Garithos, as if he was going to fight with the old man. Tang Tong died in a posture.
Needless to say, if Old Tang persists, the result of losing both sides or one being killed and one injured is probably what the big bat Balnazar wants to see.
What's more, no matter how much Old Tang disdains the fighting skills and experience of Marshal Jia, he can still be regarded as a master who has entered the heroic level.
Facing a handsome guy who has to sacrifice his life for injuries, even someone as strong as Old Tang will feel a headache and will inevitably be at a loss for a while.
Old Tang¡¯s abnormal power is truly terrifying
? ug is true, but it¡¯s not outrageous either. Judging from the comparison of the battle of Mount Hyjal, the power of the enemy alone is similar to that of abyss lords such as Mannoroth and Azgarro. There is still a big gap compared to Archimonde, and even compared to Gruul who is entrenched in the outer realm.
"And with the physical fitness honed by a hero-level warrior, if he is prepared, he will not be killed by Old Tang in one blow.
Therefore, although Garithos' combat power was suppressed by Old Tang in all directions, it was not something that Old Tang, who did not have the hammers in his hands, could do to deal with this loser in a matter of minutes.
What¡¯s more, there is a powerful Dread Lord watching from the side.
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Withdrawing back, Old Tang dodged Garithos's slash and kicked, kicking a broken masonry of the house towards the Dread Lord who was casting spells in mid-air. With the blessing of huge power, even stones are enough to make Balnazzar feel fearful. Balnazar, who also did not dare to give Old Tang any opportunity to take advantage of, had to flap his wings to dodge.
But before Old Tang, who finally managed to gain a brief moment of respite with some tricks in battle, continued to act, Marshal Jia who was standing beside him had already followed closely and charged forward
His eyes were spitting fire, and his face was gloomy as he looked at Garithos with a dull expression. At this moment, Old Tang really felt like tearing his heart out!
If it weren¡¯t for the fact that he had to be constantly on guard against the big bat in mid-air, the previous battle would have taken enough time for Old Tang to chop the good-for-nothing in front of him into mincemeat. But now that he was under attack from the two, Old Tang didn't even have time to throw the javelin. He was completely suppressed unilaterally This feeling of frustration undoubtedly made Old Tang very unhappy!
In terms of threats, there is no doubt that Balnazar, a big bat with a cunning nature and various methods, made Old Tang more afraid. If possible, Old Tang would naturally put the Dread Lord in the first order of killing.
But because he was worried that the Demon King would fake his death and escape without knowing whose body he would be attached to, Old Tang did not dare to go against his own plan and kill him to pieces without complete preparations
The "history" in memory has already changed.
Old Tang did not dare to say that Balnazzar, who had faked his death and escaped, would definitely target the unlucky guy Dathrohan from the Grand Crusader as he remembered If he insists on killing the wrong person by then, he probably won't have to wait until Lafayette comes back as an old friend. To take revenge, I am afraid that old Mograine will immediately bring the Ashbringer to him to fight for his life
So even though he knew that killing the big bat Balnazar was the key to solving the problem, Old Tang still shelved the "correct" tactics and continued this frustrating battle.
Besides, even if you don't consider the plan A fear demon who occupies the advantage of flight, is so good for the violent soldiers who can only be melee in the melee?
On the ground, there is the dog-skin plaster of Jia Dashuai, who is desperately restraining him, and in the sky, there is the big bat of Balnazar, which is pouring out magic Old Tang seems to have been teamed up to fly a kite, and he is in a dilemma.
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Facing Garithos's sword that slashed at the Generalissimo's waist, Old Tang gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain caused by the big fireball exploding on his back. , and then used a discus-throwing gesture to throw the nearly broken copycat egg shield as a "throwing weapon" towards the big bat in mid-air behind him.
¡°Bang bang bang bang bang~~~¡±
Taking advantage of the Dread Lord to dodge, Old Tang, who had been frustrated for a long time, angrily pulled out the Tough Guard Fire hanging from his waist. Without saying a word, he raised the gun and fired a bunch of special Thorium high-explosive bombs produced by the goblins. .
Old Tang¡¯s act of drawing out his gun and shooting angrily was originally to vent his anger, and he had no hope of injuring this slippery big bat. After all, compared to his amateur marksmanship, Old Tang was more confident in the javelin with the blessing of huge power.
But who knew that when even Old Tang himself had no hope, amidst the thunderous roar of gunfire, Balnazar's screams suddenly came out!
Looking around, the Dread Lord's wings, which are stronger than gold and iron, have been blown to pieces, and the wailing Balnazzar is falling from a height of more than 20 meters
??Looking at the big bat that fell to the ground and directly knocked down a hateful big bat, and then looking at the large musket with the smoke dissipated in his hand, Old Tang murmured to himself in disbelief:"Damn it! When did I have such ferocious abilities?"
"Could it be that the hunter profession is the best choice for me to work part-time?
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