At the moment of Tulayan, he rushed into the demon with the sword of the Great Royal Knight, rushing left and right as if he were in a no-man's land. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Behind Tulayan are Berval Fotagen and Reginald Wendsor.

Born into a civilian family, Windsor's riding skills led him to join the Iron Horse Brotherhood early on, and even participated in Karazhan's raid, where, along with Lothar, Khadgar, and many other comrades, he confronted the fallen Medivan and stopped Sargeras.

It was also in Karazan that Lothar heard Medivan's prophecy about the drunken wind, and Windsol saw his own death—death from the claws of the black dragon.

For a true warrior, foreseeing death is not terrible.

Wendthor had always believed that heaven was to the left, and warriors were to the right—and sometimes, to charge even knowing death.

What's more, it was too early to know that he was dead.

Windsor participated in Draenor's expedition as a squad leader, and upon returning to Azeroth, his comrades found that Windsor, who had been brave in battle, was now in a state of death.

Those who are familiar with Wendsol know this reason.

The Black Dragon is already on the side of the Alliance, and Windsor's destiny is to die at the hands of the only evil Black Dragon—if nothing else, Windsor believes he will die at the hands of Deathwing.

After foreseeing death, Wendsol no longer harbored any fear, and his strength broke the shackles, and he was naturally promoted to his lieutenant by Tulayan.

After the story of Kilrog Deadeye spread, the Wendthor was nicknamed: Wendthor Deadeye. He was as crazy and unafraid of death as the orcs of the Blood Ring Clan who foretold their fate.

And Windsol himself knew that his madness was nothing more than for Stormwind.

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Picking up a Voidwalker blocking the way again, Windsol took advantage of the cavalry regiment's slowdown to change direction, and wiped the sweat from his face with his cloak.

"Sizzle......" Windsol felt a little pain, and when he looked closely, he realized that the entire cloak was already stained with demonic blood, which had just burned the wound on his face, and he felt the pain.

This is the first charge of the Royal Knights of Stormwind.

The wedge-shaped heavy cavalry charge directly collided with the Demon Guard's straggler formation, although the cavalry of the Royal Knights had a disadvantage in size, but with the heavily armored war horses, in this hedge, the Royal Knights of Stormwind City had the upper hand.

The wedge-shaped cavalry regiment led by Tulayan chiseled through the overall formation of the demon guards, and then when the other party did not react, the whole changed direction and killed back.

Although this charge was a good one, neither Tulayan nor Wendsol was happy.

The losses were too bad.

Although almost every cavalry fell with a demon, the number of demons was several times that of the cavalry regiment - and that's just the number of demon guards!

The one-to-one battle damage ratio looks great, but the Demon Guardians are just ordinary soldiers of the Burning Legion, and the Royal Knights are the elite of the Alliance and even the whole of Azeroth!

Although this charge cut through the Demon Guardian and disrupted the Void Walker, and there was a dense network of flame imps not far in front of him, Tulayan still turned back decisively, this is because the Alliance could not withstand this level of loss!

"Bastard, don't you surround this damn group of cavalry? Believe it or not, let them go, I'll screw all your heads off?! ”

Seeing a cavalry coming like the wind, like entering a no-man's land, Haka was also very dissatisfied, when will the mortal army be able to face the Burning Legion? The last time an army was defeated was in the battle with Pantheon!

Under Haka's command, the Demon Guardians began to consciously surround the Royal Knights of Stormwind, using their own bodies to slow down the cavalry's impact.

In this situation, Tulayan found that the entire cavalry regiment was gradually losing mobility.

"Windsol! Vortagen! You two take the first squad and follow me out of the way, and we'll retreat into the line! Now the defenses should be fully constructed, and our mission is accomplished! ”

Tulayan is right, the Third and Seventh Legions of Stormwind City have built a temporary breastwork based on steam locomotives, and now the Alliance can withstand the demon's charge, and the charge of the Royal Knights of Stormwind City has been completed.

But in this situation, it is not easy to open the way!

Under the command of Haka, the demon completely disregarded his own life and used his flesh and blood to block the advance of the war horse, if it weren't for Tulayan, who was at the front, had been treating the war horse under his crotch with holy light, I am afraid that the entire cavalry regiment would have been forced to stop!

The Violet Avengers tried to clear the way with magic, but a large number of Cerberus almost absorbed the magic on the battlefield, and now the lads of the cavalry regiment can only rely on themselves!

The holy light on Tulayan's body gradually dimmed, and as the arrow of the attack, he was under far more pressure than others, and he was almost exhausted from a back and forth charge!

At the crucial moment, Windsol picked up the speed and took the lead in Tulajan's place.

"Marshal Tulayan, I'll deal with it for you for a while!" Windsor slashed down a demon guard with a sword, twisted and pushed its corpse away with his shield, "We need to speed up!" ”

"Stop fighting, boys!" Suddenly, a voice sounded like thunder, "I'm here to answer you!" ”

A white giant suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

Muradin, who had turned on the descent of the gods, activated the dwarven bloodline, the gift of the Titan, and temporarily reversed the curse of flesh, and his short body suddenly became massive, almost like a small giant.

Muscles turned to granite, and Muradin, ignoring the rain of flames that fell down, strode towards the Royal Knights.

"Huh?" Spotting Muradin, a god descending from the battlefield on the battlefield, Haka frowned, "This is the breath of the Pantheon...... Could it be that there are still remnants of the Titans in this world?! ”

Just as Haka was stunned, a gap appeared in the encirclement of the demon guards, and Muradin led the dwarven hill team to break the blockade and finally join forces with the Royal Knights of Stormwind.

"Get out, boys!" Muradin laughed, "For Kazmodan, for Azeroth!" ”

With the cooperation of the dwarves, the heavy cavalry of the Royal Knights of Stormwind City accelerated again, and finally broke out of the demonic encirclement.

Haka, who had come back to his senses, yelled in frustration.

"All demons, attack with all your might, tear down those ridiculous barriers, victory belongs to the Burning Legion!" (To be continued.) )