People in crisis can easily enter a state of lost soul, especially rookies who have no experience in war, and are often frightened by the cruel war in front of them.

And at this time, the importance of veterans is highlighted, when the recruits are lost and depressed, they can always show these confused guys the way to action with the most correct actions.

At the same time that the Crypt Lord and the undead of Viku began to destroy the city, under the command of the Grand Knight Tulayan, in the portal hall, a rudimentary defense line had been formed, and mages summoned by magic had joined the array everywhere, but the chaotic and brutal magic storm that emerged from the underground formed one after another criss-crossing primordial magic rays in the city, cutting the entire city into a mess.

**The battle between the division and the Crypt Lord, as well as the Dreadlord underground, has affected the stability of the city above.

"Buzz"

The light of the working portal was completely dimmed after a violent shake, and the Grand Knight turned around to see a few unlucky low-level mages who wanted to escape from the portal being cut to pieces by the suddenly closed portal, blood and broken corpses were scattered everywhere in the hall, and the sparks of magic that flew back threw the mages who kept the portal running.

"What's wrong?"

The Great Knight slashed through the Spider Demon Digger who pounced in front of him with a single sword, and his whole body was filled with scorching holy light, and he turned around and shouted:

"What happened to the portal?"

"Space anchor! Someone has placed a space anchor in the city! The portal is locked! ”

A mage who clutched his chest and got up shouted:

"Don't let them rush in! I'm going to unlock this anchor, it's going to take some time. ”

"Knights, stay here and buy time for the mages!"

The Grand Knight gritted his teeth and slammed into the tall Viku undead in front of him, and in the flash of the Holy Light, the tall Viku man's head was cut off in the swing of the Holy Light Blade, and the bloody Tulayan rolled on the ground for a week, he looked back at the line behind him, and then at the chaotic battle situation in the city, and finally, he seemed to have made up his mind.

"Stay here, rush out as soon as the portal opens! I... I'll go and see the situation of the ** division and ask the empire for help! Did you hear that? As soon as communications were restored, they appealed to the Empire for help. ”

Under the gaze of everyone behind him, the great knight rushed out of the defense area brazenly, the long sword in his hand swung left and right, and the undead along the way were not his opponents at all, leaving only a cold corpse everywhere he went.

Soon, however, the mindless walking corpses that had rushed into the city from all sides stormed the neighborhood again, and paladins raised their shields, and behind them, the mages began to fight back with magic, but until the locked portal was reopened, the mages trapped in the lonely city still couldn't find a way to save themselves.

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Tulayan rushed into the chaos of the city, he looked left and right, and when he was sure that no one was paying attention, he jumped up to the tower at the top of the city, and he stood in the tower, looking at the streets below that were filled by the undead, the mages who had been evacuated with great difficulty in the ravages of the undead, and the bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods who had been forced out of the lower city of Dalaran.

That's some warlock... An evil profession that is not tolerated by the outside world, but in Dalaran, although it is forbidden for warlocks to study on the surface, but in secret, the mages did not cut off the research of warlocks, and allowed them to organize their own small societies in the lower city, of course, the act of summoning demons at will is forbidden, but on the current continent, except for Dalaran, only the area ruled by the undead in southern Xinjiang does not prohibit the study of warlock magic.

And most of these guys who play with the dark forces are a group of cowards, and they will not risk death and go to southern Xinjiang to study and study.

In short, after the influx of the undead into the city, these warlocks were also alarmed, but unlike the mages who swore to defend the city, the warlocks did not have much affection for the city that sheltered them, and most of the warlocks were ignoring the city's ban at the critical moment, they summoned a large number of demons, and under the escort of the demons, they began to fight their way out of the undead group.

But such an attempt is doomed to failure ... With the magic of these warlocks, the low-level demons summoned will soon be completely engulfed by the brainless walking corpses of the Lich King, and they will not be able to go anywhere.

So soon, Tulayan lost interest in the group of fugitives, he hid himself in the shadows of the tower, and after a while, he contacted his "companions".

"Banazal, go to the library and kill all the mages who are hiding there!"

"Deselock, you idiot, go to Violet Prison and release all those prisoners!"

"And you, Bainholler, my elder brother, there is a special space hidden in this city, a secret room that mages have used for thousands of years to store dangerous treasures, find it."

"Finally, Marganis, take control of your spatial anchor! Don't let those mages go... I'm going to give Antonidas a ride, and by the way, I'm starting to open the door to the stars... Good luck to me, brothers. ”

The voice of the Grand Knight Turayan changed abruptly at the last moment, to the eerily low tone of the Dreadlord Kasanatir, but in the blink of an eye, Tulayan's figure disappeared from the tower again.

A few minutes later, on the road leading from the ground to the underground hall, the great knight Tulayan frantically waved the long sword in his hand, and fought his way out of the high-level undead who filled the place.

Then he saw the bloody knight appear at the entrance of the underground hall, his handsome face was covered with blood and wounds, he kicked away the spider demon who pounced, and shouted to the ** master:

"Master, go this way!"

As he spoke, Turayan grabbed the small war hammer on his belt, and after gathering the power of the holy light, the power of the war hammer appeared on the war hammer like a physical weapon, and after his roar, the war hammer was smashed into the Crypt Lord and the Dreadlord in front of him, and the holy light that spread throughout the hall was like thunder and lightning falling from the sky, scurrying around the hall filled with chaotic magical light.

The Crypt Lord seemed to be repelled by this unexpected blow, and Nasrezm, who was originally pressing towards the ** division, screamed and flapped his wings, trying to stay away from the erupting golden rays.

This sudden helper made Antonidas who was in a bitter battle subconsciously breathe a sigh of relief, the old mage's white beard and hair fluttered in the air, he looked back behind him, and the dozen or so battle mages who came with him had already lost their lives in the aftermath of the battle of high-level professionals.

This loss made the ** master very heartbroken, his hand commanded the dance, the pale golden light wrapped around his body, that light was like the time magic used by the bronze dragons, and in fact, this is also a strong ** technique that only Antonidas and a few genius mages can master.

Go back in time!

In this rare surge of time magic, Antonidas's body strangely scattered several of himself, those golden phantoms seemed to have their own thinking and reason, facing the Crypt Lord who pounced again, these illusions quickly released cold magic, and in the roar of the Crypt Lord, the road in front of him was sealed again.

"Come on! Guru! Come with me! ”

The Tulayan knight brandished his long sword, and in the glow of the holy light, he killed the undead behind him one after another, and the ** division followed him, and the two of them rushed towards the city above their heads.

"How's the city, big knight?"

**The teacher hurriedly asked:

"The Mage Tower... Are those mage towers okay? ”

"Very bad, we're ready to retreat, there's a stronghold on the other side of the portal hall, follow me."

The big knight turned around and helped the somewhat weak ** division, and the two of them walked on the stairs full of corpses of the undead, and after really entering the city ground, seeing that half of the little Dalaran was in chaos and desperation in the ravages of the undead, the ** division of Antonidas, who had paid his life for the city, couldn't help but cry.

"Ruined... The city, ruined..."

"As long as the people are still there, everything will be fine! There's no time left for here, come with me! ”

The Grand Knight took Antonidas's hand, but behind the two of them, the treacherous laughter of Lord Nasrezm sounded again, accompanied by the sound of the ground shaking, and in this fierce battlefield, Master Antonidas's face flashed with a hint of determination.

He shook off Tulayan's arm and looked at the Grand Knight, and after a moment he threw a quaint ring with the emblem of Kenrito to the Grand Knight:

"Dalaran's oldest secret is hidden in it, take it away, Tulayan... Bring it to my disciple, Kel'thugad or Gianna, please! ”

"What a stupid thing!"

The big knight was furious, and he looked at the ** division:

"Come with me! As long as you survive, you still have a chance! Don't sacrifice in vain! ”

"No, someone has to stay here to stop them... These two monsters are too dangerous, and if they are allowed to run rampant, no one will be able to leave. ”

Master Antonidas reached out and brushed his beard, and a relieved smile flashed across his face:

"I've lived in this city since I was a young man, it's my home, it's a part of my life, and I can't just give it up to the villains who destroy everything... Let's go, knight, I'll clear the way for you, let's go, don't..."

"Poof"

Before the teacher's words were finished, a scorching sword pierced his body from behind, and even the magic enchantment arranged on the body was completely pierced at this moment, this sword was ruthless, vicious, and accurate, in the pain of the heart being cut, the master staggered forward a few steps, supported his body with an ice staff, and looked back at the big knight behind him with an incredible gaze.

"You... Why? ”

"Huh"

The long sword was withdrawn, and in the blood splashed, the face of the great knight was calm, he looked at the ** division in front of him, and he whispered:

"Great sacrifices should not be mourned heavily, but should be remembered in the heart... Your fate doesn't end here, Antonidas, I just gave you a key to greatness... You don't understand, do you? Never mind... You'll get it in no time. ”

"Now, wait quietly for death..."

"You, you're not... You're not..."

In the tumbling of the dark power, the ** master lay down in a pool of his own blood, and at the moment when his life was pulled away by Nasrezm's magic, he pointed to the great knight, and at the moment when the darkness shrouded his eyes, he saw... I saw one, with endless holy light shining all over his body... Dreadlord.

"I'm sorry, I'm Tulayan..."

The Dreaddemon Enveloped in Holy Light, gave Antonidas a hideous smile:

"But I'm too... Casanatyr. ”

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At the same moment when the undead attacked, at the same time that Antonidas was killed, in the sky of the not too far Arathi Heights, the griffin knight stared at the sky in amazement, and the wine bag in his hand slipped off at this moment.

Above the sky, the figure of the bone dragon shreds through the clouds, and behind the massive dead creatures are dense necromancers, death knights riding necromantic dragons, and reaper ravens carrying the mighty death lords.

They paid no attention to the panicked human air force in the sky, they didn't even pay attention to the castle below, as if they crossed the line of the sky with impunity, and under the guidance of the great journey, they brazenly crossed the line between life and death.

And on the land, the black-pressed death knights and the undead infantry in sturdy armor lined up one position after another, and at the front, Danas in armor. Thorbain looked silently at Fort Riptide in the distance, and after a moment, he sighed.

"Let's go! Be sure to arrive at the designated war zone within 3 hours! ”

The commander's order was given, and the next moment, while the black tide was rolling forward, the undead artillery arranged on the periphery of the position also controlled the newly reequipped artillery, under the command of Lord Roglio, the scorching cannonballs covered the entire human defense line in front of him, and in the silence of the past few months, the production capacity of the entire Black Iron District was fully opened, and all the strategic refitting of the 13 warbands of the Dark Blade had been completed.

If the Knights of the Darkblade were fighting against humans with their swords, now they have enough strength to bury the human army in the hell of artillery fire before the humans charge.

And the whole land of Arathi was under this seemingly endless bombardment, in the earth and smoke that burst out on the ground, in the flames and blood... Shivering.

"Lord! The dwarven knights of the Brute Hammer are harassing our perimeter! Do you want to shoot them down? ”

The Death Knight harnessed the wyvern close to the pitch-black bone dragon, and the Death Lord Sarufar, who was sitting on top of the bone dragon, waved his hand and said impatiently:

"Dispel them, the real opponent is about to appear, I don't have time to mess around with humans right now, and when I drink the demon's blood, I'll come back and have a good time with them." ”