After the plane attack, the undead did not pour out in the place covered in smoke and dust. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Unbelievable!" Major Thomas looked at him in surprise, "These mechanical things have such a big effect?!" ”

"Yes! This is our Air Force! Locke couldn't contain the excitement on his face.

I'm really doing the right thing!

The soldiers who were waiting for the battle also showed surprised expressions, their originally nervous expressions became a little more relaxed, and many soldiers were still whistling and waving at the planes in the air.

In their sight, the plane circled in the sky and flew back.

On the ground, an army of the undead rushed through the smoke and dust, appearing in the crusaders' field of vision. And they were greeted by another round of blows from the planes.

Twenty-one points of light, made up of cannon bullets, plowed through the army of the undead once again. 21 straight lines of smoke and dust shot straight up from the ground. All the undead along the way were shot to pieces by the powerful kinetic energy of the bullets.

The speed of the undead's charge was hindered again and again.

The soldiers could clearly see that after the plane attack, there were fewer undead charging on the ground, which was a change that could be seen with the naked eye.

This is also invisibly, boosting their confidence.

Poutres, the pharmacist, looked at the scene in amazement. His mouth opened and closed, moving unconsciously, unable to hide his surprise at the incident.

He couldn't imagine how this flying iron lump could have done so much damage to his puppet soldiers.

"Humans, as expected, are still so cunning." Putress withdrew the surprise on his face, and he sneered and said to himself, "It's just some puppets, it only takes a while for the manufacturing department to make more than these!" And my real plan is here! ”

Putress turned to look at the Plague Carts at the edge of the forest, where the Forsaken Apothecaries were busy.

"When they are ready, it will be the end of you!" A low chuckle erupted from Putres' mouth.

Beneath the walls of Brill, the Crusader soldiers have fought with the puppet undead of the Forsaken.

After being strafed three more times by the planes in the sky, the undead soldiers finally fought with the Crusader soldiers. Compared to the original number, they are a small half of the number.

If it weren't for the fear of being injured by mistake, Klitsch would have wanted to lie down with the air force soldiers again.

These puppet undead soldiers with rudimentary equipment have a level of courage and fearlessness that no other race possesses. They have no pain or fear, and even if they lose their limbs and torso, as long as the soul fire in their heads is not extinguished, they are not completely dead.

The soldiers of the Crusaders were well aware of this characteristic of the undead, and they kept their swords from the heads of these puppet undead. Or cut off their limbs so that they lose the ability to fight.

The roars of the soldiers, the neighing of the ghouls, resounded over the land.

The civilians of the town of Brill nervously hugged their men and prayed to the Light that the Crusaders would be able to defeat the monsters.

The moment the two sides made contact, Locke originally planned to rush out to fight, but was stopped by Thomas.

The reason is simple, you are a high-ranking commander, we can all sacrifice and you can't.

Locke had no choice but to stop his movements, and he looked anxiously at the battlefield. As far as the eye could see, there was the roar of soldiers fighting hard and the sound of weapons slashing.

Suddenly, he saw an abomination rush into the line of the soldiers. Around it, a group of soldiers with shields besieged it. This abomination is powerful, and it has a large flesh hook on its arm. The tail end of the meat hook is tied to its arm with an iron chain.

Every time it swung the chain hook, a group of soldiers would be swept away by it, overwhelmed by the other undead.

Locke's eyes narrowed, and he hurriedly looked back at the ballistas on the walls of Brill.

The soldiers operating the ballistas are methodically firing ballistas to attack the undead in dense areas. A single shot of a ballista can often kill a group of undead soldiers.

"Hey! The people above! Locke shouted at them, attracting the officer who was directing the ballista fire. He pointed to the abomination. "Aim for that big guy! Kill them first"

Without waiting for the people above to react, Locke hurriedly shouted at the battlefield in front of him, "Everyone, get out of the way of that big guy and make room!" ”

The soldiers crowded and moved in both directions. Several soldiers also gathered around it to attract its attention.

"We're ready! Commander! The officer above shouted, "Fire!" Kill that big monster! ”

"Collapse!"

Several ballistas were fired, and Locke saw three wooden sticks the thickness of an adult's arm, flying towards the big fat man. The hexagonal iron arrowhead at the tip of the stick glows brightly.

A few of the besieging and abominable soldiers, perhaps hearing the sound behind them, fell down in unison.

Three ballistas thrust into Abomination's body with great inertia, piercing its upper torso and sending it flying upside down. Three bowl-sized cavities appeared in its chest, from which green mucus continued to flow.

An indistinguishable wail came from the mouth of the abomination and fell to the ground. The surrounding soldiers swarmed up, waving their weapons and slashing at it.

For a while, there was a lot of fighting here, and Locke was a little worried about the plague carts of the forsaken.

Above the sky, Klich and the girls tried to sweep the floor for the army lined up behind the undead. However, as soon as they arrived in the sky above the group of undead, countless sharp arrows mixed with fireballs, shadow balls, and ice balls the size of human heads flew towards them one by one, and the density was simply staggering. In desperation, Klich had no choice but to take them to the sky to find a way to deal with the undead who were fighting the Crusaders.

Unlike the raucous fighting here, Lokren's surroundings were silent.

At the entrance to the Haru Gorge, the 1st Recruit Legion pulled out the ballistas in the barracks, erected them on the surrounding hills, and began firing on their backs at the ruins of Lordaeron.

Ballistas, the thickness of an adult's arm, were fired into the ruins, an act that quickly attracted the attention of the forsaken in the city.

Before they could make an effective counterattack, the shelling on Lake Lordamere began.

On Lake Lordanmere, Fran was commanding several merchant ships of the Third Legion, heading down the hill where Lordaeron was.

On these ships, there are cannons that have been removed from goblin ships. A few days ago, these boats were pulled here from the sea, but fortunately, the lake is now deeper. Otherwise, it may not work.

On board, a group of goblins and humans, a mix of sailors, are busy.

Merchant ships were placed in a T-shape, and iron anchors were thrown down. All the cannons were towed to this side facing Lordaeron. A solid iron ball cannonball was placed next to the cannon.

The sailors who operated the cannon quickly stuffed the propellant from the front of the cannon barrel and shoved the iron ball into the muzzle.

"Legion Commander! We're all set! "A human officer reports to Fran. He nodded and gave the order to fire, covering his ears along the way.

"Fire!"

The sailor lit the arquebus at the end of the cannon and hurriedly covered his ears.

"Boom!"

The neat firing of the four cannons made the whole ship tremble.

The cannonball was a dozen pounds of solid iron ball, and it flew into the ruins of Lordaeron with a whistling sound, hitting one abandoned building after another.

Several ships around began shelling the ruins of Lordaeron. For a while, the roar continued.

Inside the ruins of Lordaeron, a Forsaken officer walks through the ruins. He dodged the ballista sticks that fell from time to time, and the occasional time he had to dodge the debris that the cannon slammed into the ruined buildings.

He rushed into what had once been the royal palace and entered the elevator to the dungeon Undercity.

Hundreds of meters deep underground, you can also hear the roar of the surface from time to time and the sound of buildings collapsing.

Ignoring the confused Forsaken civilians around him, the officer made his way through the inner and outer rings, through the underground moat, to the entrance to the royal quarter.

"I'm Cooper Carlmayne's liaison officer, go tell the Queen! Let's just say that humans are attacking our cities! ”

The royal terror guards did not dare to slack off, and one of the guards directly rushed towards the royal district.

As the minutes ticked by, Karl Maine paced nervously outside the Royal Quarter, waiting for news from inside.

Just when he was in a hurry, the guards came out.

"Liaison Officer Karlmayne, the Queen has summoned you! Please follow me! The guard nodded at him, and he hurried behind the guard towards the interior of the Royal Quarter.

Karl Maine walked briskly towards the interior of the Royal Quarter, lined with tall arches, inhabited by no one else, the only owner of which was the Dark Queen herself.

Every few meters on this road leading to the interior, a Royal Terror Guard is on the lookout. They looked at Karl Mayne with piercing eyes, making him feel a little uneasy.

About 1 minute later, he was taken by the guards into a large low hall. Within this hall, there is a huge high platform. The queen herself was standing on it, talking to a green-skinned orc.

"Queen Sylvanas, you have to understand. Joining our tribe is only good for you, and there is no harm in it. "This green-skinned orc is only about 8 feet tall, and he's more than a head taller than the Dark Queen.

He seems to be persuading the Queen? Karl Maine didn't speak, he was standing under the high platform and listening quietly, the guards who brought him over had already left the place.

"Join you? What are the benefits? Sylvanas snorted coldly, she looked at the orcs with some disdain, "You were once nothing more than a bunch of human slaves, and my men were defeated!" Why should I join you?! What qualifications do you have for me to join?! ”

Sylvanas sneered for a moment, continued to look at the orc's unhappy face, and said, "You've been driven out of this continent, and you're just a bunch of lost dogs. ”