Nathanos Blightcaller has been having a rough time lately. ¨J
When the news that the Alliance was rebuilding the Federation of Azeroth spread back to Undercity, Nathanos knew that his leisurely days were over.
Because it is his responsibility as a former ranger general to ensure the safety and smooth flow of the tribe's logistics transportation lines, and it is also a task that Her Majesty the Queen personally gave him at the beginning of the war.
As the only human disciple of Queen Sylvanas and the only human ranger general ever, Nathanos handled this important task at the beginning of the war and repaid Her Majesty the Queen for her kindness. Trust is still very confident.
After all, the journey from the Undercity to Hillsbrad is not that far away, and most areas of Silverpine Forest also fall within the sphere of influence of the Forgotten. Generally speaking, the entire supply line is still in a relatively safe rear area, and there is no risk that it will encounter large-scale attacks and sneak attacks. You don't even need to take action yourself, you just need to select a steady general and be cautious along the way to get it done easily.
Especially when the last human forces in Hillsbrad Hills were almost completely surrounded by Nanhai Town.
Nathanos thought that this relaxed life would continue until the end of the war, but since the Dalaran mages who have always remained neutral and the Gilneans who only hide behind the Greymane Wall have also returned one after another After the alliance, these comfortable days were eventually gone.
In just one week, the Alliance launched a total of nine attacks on this supply line, large and small!
The Gilneans who came and went like the wind and the elusive Dalaran mages not only destroyed a large amount of materials originally planned to be transported to the front line, but also caused the transportation force to lose an entire regiment in several attacks, which was more than a thousand elites. Forsaken warrior!
All this made Nathanos Blightcaller, who was originally not very interested in the war with the Alliance, furious. He directly threw away the little lazy thoughts that were not common to outsiders.
So when I received a personal military order from Chief Thrall to strengthen the supply line protection. Nathanos decided to grab the war bow again and pick up his four plague dogs. Take a tour in person.
Not only that, the shameless Nathanos Blightcaller even snatched a thousand Forsaken cavalry directly from the reluctant Baron Rivendell to serve as the escort force for this transport team.
You know, Thrall, who is far away in Tarren Mill, has already equipped him with a team of 300 orc wolf knights and 50 kodo heavy cavalry from the Dragon Wrestling Legion as mobile support. !
¡¾I hope those desperate guys still have the guts to come to our door! ¡¿
Looking at this escort consisting of more than 1,300 capable cavalry, Nathanos could not help but be filled with thoughts of revenge.
Getting rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind, under the heavy rain, the indifferent wither still led the transport team escorted by the troops to trudge forward on the muddy road.
Materials on the front line are being consumed rapidly, and the real big battle will soon be staged. The reserve of strategic materials has become a top priority for the tribe. So even in such bad weather, Nathanos decided to let the team move forward at full speed, only occasionally stopping to take a rest.
Fortunately, the Forsaken do not suffer from physical fatigue, and tauren are also famous for their strong endurance. Even the orcs and wolf knights with the worst battery life in the team, a mere two or three days of forced march is not too big. burden, this emergency trip was not affected by the heavy rain in recent days.
However, the trouble caused by heavy rain is not just bad road conditions!
It was a section of undulating river bank hills, and the rain curtain formed a mist that obscured the view. Behind the mist that reduced visibility, a dark jungle stood like a wall. However, suddenly two undead sentinels with arrows all over their bodies jumped out. He was stumbling and running away in the direction of the escort. The two badly injured undead sentries were running while still warning the large army to kill them.
Nathanos¡¯s far superior eyesight allowed him to immediately recognize the identity of the two people. It was the second scout he had sent to the dense forests on both sides of the road to conduct reconnaissance!
And it is self-evident what this sudden situation means!
"Ready to fight!"
With his backhand, he unhooked the long bow from the back of the skeletal war horse. The Withered One's originally cloudy eyes began to sparkle, and orders were blasted out from his hoarse throat in an orderly manner:
"The transport team gathered the caravans into a defensive line and defended on the spot!"
"All the Forsaken Knights gathered the Kodo Cavalry according to their organization to form an arrow array!"
"The Wolf Knights lined up alone, wandering on both sides of the battlefield, acting as a reserve force!"
"Very good!" A sinister smile appeared on the stiff face of the Withered One, and he murmured to himself slightly excitedly: "I thought you guys who were hiding your heads and showing your tail didn't have the guts to show up!"
However, before Nathanos could be excited about his "good luck" for a long time, what was originally on his face froze.
Blue and gray flags appeared in the forest.
Under the flag, there are human troops marching in a continuous line.
The uniform steps continued to exude military power. Even under the dark rain, the silver-gray armor still shone with an eye-catching magical light. Even though many soldiers' armors were already scarred and repaired, there were no traces of them. It does not reduce the fierce coercion this unit brings to others.
A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of Nathanos*Blighter, who put away his smile. He had served as the commander of the Undead Sentinel for a period of time and was in charge of the intelligence system. He was unable to determine the origin of this army from the opponent's flag and number.
But no matter judging from the opponent's sophisticated equipment and fierce momentum, it is obvious that the opponent will not be an unknown and unknown army! .
More and more powerful soldiers are coming out of the dense forest, walking slowly in the pouring rain.
Sounds of calm and restrained orders penetrated the sound of wind and rain and reached Nathanos's ears from time to time. Riding sergeants and heralds galloped in and out of the ranks, flags flying.
"Form the team quickly!"
"keep going!"
When the order was given, the queue of the human veterans who looked like they had survived bloody battles was still somewhat scattered when they left the forest. But it progressed less than a hundred meters. This unknown force, numbering in the thousands, has formed a well-organized array in front of the Withered Ones!
Strong enemy!
The one who comes is not good!
Such thoughts quickly emerged in the mind of Nathanos Blightcaller, who was experienced on the battlefield. An unnoticed worry crept into my heart quietly.
A thick and fast lightning flashed across. Although the dazzling electric light was fleeting, it was enough to make the darkness under the rain curtain bright as day!
With the deafening roar of thunder, a middle-aged paladin holding a sword and shield emerged from the array and stood on horseback in front of the battle formation. Nathanos Blighter, who noticed the opponent immediately, clearly saw the confident smile on the opponent's tough face, and looked at his side with interest.
Five hundred yards, this is a distance where both sides can only observe each other quietly.
Nathanos Blightmaker's face looked a little ugly, and his left hand holding the ironthorn longbow even tightened nervously.
The opponent's vast and majestic power of holy light is really too terrifying for the Forgotten.
The surging and pure holy light that naturally emanates from the middle-aged paladin is even three points more powerful than the Ashbringer Mograine who once had a glimpse of him during the battle to regain the Undercity!
Nathanos *Blighter, who has always been quite proud of his own strength, even had the idea that it would be difficult to resist the opponent. This pair of powerful people. It is simply unimaginable for the Wither who has already crossed the threshold of a heroic master!
"Leave the supplies you escorted, and you and your men can leave here safely!" He stretched out his long sword and lightly tapped in the direction of the hundreds of caravans that formed a three-layer defense circle. The paladin said with a smile and a warm look on his face.
That look was like chatting with old friends in a casual salon, not an ultimatum on the battlefield.
"Do you think this is possible?" Nathanos suppressed the faint uneasiness in his heart and was stimulated by the other party's understatement. He asked tit for tat with a cold face and without hesitation: "I did not surrender without a fight. habit!"
"Hey, he is indeed a tough guy!"
The paladin shrugged his shoulders in distress, and said with a regretful tone:
"I knew it wouldn't be that simple."
As soon as he finished speaking, the next second, the sword in the Paladin's hand suddenly swung down. One person and one horse seemed to turn into a white lightning, heading towards the Withered One at the lead!
The long sword raised in the rain, the water mist it brought up was like an arc of silver light. The holy sword that bursts out with dazzling holy light is raised high. The figure of the Paladin charging on horseback was particularly clear in the rain. The human sergeants who had already formed their team and were waiting for orders seemed to have received a signal and invariably raised their swords as they advanced.
??The snow-white sword blades continued in the mist, as if a forest of cold light suddenly rose up; the phalanx began to flow,The pace of each human sergeant kept getting faster and longer, and finally they were almost running wildly!
Hundreds of white horse knights holding Thorium warhammers and wearing mithril armor came out and followed the Paladins to launch a charge. Along with a series of Holy Light praises that resounded throughout the battlefield, bright Holy Lights emanated from these knights. The bodies soar into the sky and complement each other!
The silver-gray armors are connected to each other under the illumination of the holy light. From a distance, they look like a line shining in the rain. This line is constantly changing and moving forward amidst the changes. Ever since the Silver Hand was forcibly disbanded, groups of paladins charging on horseback have not appeared on the land of Azeroth for a long time!
Nathanos *The Withered One's pupils narrowed slightly, his bow string trembled, and in the next second, three arrows flashing with strange green light flew out and hit the leader's paladin's only head that was not protected by armor!
However, what happened next once again made the wither, a former ranger general, suddenly feel his heart sinking!
An inconspicuous arrow shot out from the dense forest, and in the blink of an eye, it knocked down all three of Nathanos' arrows in one go! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
ps: ps: 1 I changed shifts yesterday and at the same time. I took the class for him yesterday and he took the class for me today. I moved all the updates from yesterday to today~~~
PS: 2. It¡¯s the new July~ I¡¯m begging for all kinds of support! ~~
PS: 3 Updated word document. After finishing the coding, I always felt that the layout was unreliable. After reading this chapter, please leave a review and tell me if there is anything different.