Chapter 827: Four Masters and a Play

The Death Knight's charge is rare.

You know, the birth of a Death Knight is completely different from other ordinary undead - after being awakened as a corpse, only those who have awakened their self-consciousness are eligible to become Death Knights.

And it's just qualifying.

Before becoming an official Death Knight, these self-aware undead need to undergo a great deal of training - on the one hand, to ensure that those who are chosen as Death Knights are elite, and on the other hand, to make these Death Knights gradually develop their own bodies.

Therefore, for the Scourge Legion, every Death Knight is extremely precious, they are not only a very important combat power, but also the grassroots commander of the Scourge Legion.

So, the Death Knight charge is like a group of company commanders coming together and launching a charge—unless the battle suddenly starts in the capital.

And now, the Death Knight has begun to charge.

The skeleton war horse rumbled.

And the black knight, who had finally escaped from the fog, also rode up again, and came to the front arrow position of the death knight.

It can be seen that Arthas's own command skills are still good, at least in the opinion of Drunken Wind, this wedge formation is not much worse than the Royal Knights of Stormwind.

It's just that for these hapless death knights, the enemies are a little too strong.

The first to act was Khadgar.

Edyesh in Khadgar's hand was thrust into the ground, and the crow's eyes at the top of the staff began to glow with a glow that belonged to frost.

The next moment, with Etiyesh as the center, a large area of wind and snow quickly spread - and even the ground had a tendency to freeze.

Although it is difficult for the skeleton horses to slip due to the ground conditions, it does affect their charge.

The wedge-shaped formation formed by the Death Knight became a little chaotic.

However, this little mess was not a problem in the eyes of the Black Knight.

Ahead of them are these guys who don't know whether they are alive or dead, and the skeleton horses will trample them into flesh - in front of Iron Hoof, the weak spellcaster is not worth mentioning!

It just so happened that at this time, Drunken Wind also came into contact with the elemental clone - he hoped that the fist would be withdrawn, and the next move would be more deadly, but it gave the Black Knight the wrong signal.

Look, that round guy can't even keep his ultimate!

On the other, we A have won in the past!

The burst of self-confidence caused the Black Knight to increase his speed to the top of his speed, and he was about to hit Medivan.

"No one can get through here!"

It's a pity that no one has ever reminded the Black Knight before not to set up a flag.

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Seeing that there was still a body about to be bumped, Medivan did not panic in the slightest, and even a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

And the black knight did not realize this - it seemed to him that victory was already within reach.

As a result, in the next moment, the Black Knight found himself in mid-air.

The inertia kept the Black Knight and the skeletal horse under his crotch forward, but the great force carried them upward, which made the Black Knight feel like he was about to be torn apart for a moment......

Who am I? Where am I? Who's beating me?

At this moment, the Black Knight even began to think about life rarely......

Let's zoom out into the distance and see what really happened in that moment.

The Black Knight charged violently with the Death Knight, and he was about to crash into Medivan.

In front of Medivan, a huge hellfire burst through the ground and rose from the ground.

The sudden appearance of the giant hellfire was like a big fist that broke through the ground, and sent the black knight who rushed to the front directly into the air, if it weren't for the fact that this place was spacious enough, the black knight would probably have sunk his upper body into the frozen ground of Northrend by now.

And even with such a spacious battlefield, the Black Knight was pushed into the air by the sudden appearance of hellfire.

The Black Knight, who had forcibly changed the direction of his movement, was clearly in poor condition - if his horse had not been wearing armor, it might have been severely deformed by now......

Looking at these death knights who stopped one after another, Medivan finally smiled.

"Go on~ You're welcome!"

Unfortunately, Medivan is not a warrior, and his taunts are mediocre.

The Black Knight is an undead scourge technological creature who is impulsive and belligerent, but has little experience, so he will behave in a vast.

But in every sense of the word, he's definitely not stupid.

Now it seems that although there are only four enemies in front of him, with his current subordinates, he may not be able to defeat them......

Need support now!

So, while Drunken Wind was still waiting for the second charge of the Death Knights, a team of necromancers arrived on the battlefield.

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There aren't many sane people in the undead Scourge - and the vast majority of those few who have intelligence are necromancers.

Necromancers are an alternative breed of mage, and many times, they are more like warlocks than normal mages.

The Lich King's necromancers have also been around for a long time.

When the Cult of the Cursed God spread poisonous food, it was often accompanied by sermons—and none more incitement than death threats.

Using eternal life as bait, the Undead Scourge still plundered a lot of people - and even many wild mages who were hungry and cold chose to turn a blind eye because they couldn't survive.

In that case, it may seem like the best of both worlds.

The hapless poor mage has gained a secure life like a nobleman, and the undead scourge has its own scientific research.

After that, the battle broke out in the Eastern Kingdoms - the undead scourge that had gone well at the beginning of the battle looked like it was about to win.

But as time went on, when the situation of the war stopped, it was the mortals who won.

As a result, the wild mages who began to take refuge in the Scourge of the Dead had to be shackled by the Lich King - either they died or they became lichs (necromancers......

Their lifebox was packed up by the Lich King.

As a last resort, these wild mages can only transform into lichs (necromancers) and let the Lich King drive them away.

Just now, the Black Knight had used a stealthy method to get the help he wanted.

And his thinking is also very clear, and there is only another mage who can deal with one mage.

"Fire!"

"Fire!"

"Fire!"

“FFF!”

A large number of necromancers appeared on the battlefield, waving their skeletal staffs, and then a huge skull suddenly appeared, roaring and biting at Medivan and his Hellfire.

The next round of battles has begun.