Well? As the thief leader, Duke Lavenhold has his own set of criteria for judging the success or failure of assassination. Without the lifespan of a long-lived race to hone his martial arts, human thieves must use countless life-and-death battles to train their intuition.

His intuition was very accurate. In the past, he could judge life and death at the moment of attack. This was the intuition of the legendary thief. But after stabbing this attack today, he hesitated a little. He had succeeded in assassination or not? The King of Banshee seemed to have been killed. There was no sign of life in the corpse, but after carefully feeling it, he felt that it was almost meaningful. He couldn't explain clearly what the difference was.

Before I could think about it, the withered man over there was completely gone, and the guard of the Banshee King rushed up to save people like crazy.

Duke Ravenhod immediately chose to retreat, and the one-armed Inval and the killer Rohan also retreated. The silver priest was teleported away by Jaina on the other side. The few of them moved very quickly. As soon as the Withered One hugged Sylvanas's body, they disappeared.

"Ah! Ah! I'm going to kill you, kill you!" The Withered Man felt his heart break. He found that there were no scars on Sylvanas's body, but the coldness of the banshee's only banshee had completely disappeared. Now the body was tightly hugging him in his arms.

The Banshee's King's left hand slowly relaxed, and the music box that he had held tightly before rolled to the ground. The music box rolled twice. Then, an elegy called the upper elf rang in the ears of the Withered One. He understood the elf's words and knew the meaning of this song.

With this assassination, the ambush began.

The sound of killing and artillery fire were isolated from the Withered Ones. The old knight called him several times, but he had no reaction at all. He only knew that he was holding Sylvanas's body tightly and immersing himself in his own world.

"Damn it! Organize defense!" The old knight had to take over the command.

The Tirisfa Forest land, including the plague land in the east and the Silver Pine Forest in the south, has always been rainy and rainy. This climate is not conducive to fire attacks. This is also the main reason for the Forgotten Army, but no one reminds the army to prevent fire attacks. It rains 365 days a year, and it is still quite difficult to burn.

But it doesn't mean it cannot be burned. Vanessa deceived a lot of tincture oil from Drusva. This tincture oil also has strong combustion characteristics in the rain. Including Dr. Bangbang and Helix. The armor-breaking and transformation of the incendiary bombs, Lordaeron soldiers braved the drizzle on the tops of the mountains on both sides of the north and south sides, forcibly attacking the fire.

Rockets all over the sky fell into the Hulu Valley below, and soldiers who could not shoot arrows pushed down the top of the mountain.

The Forgotten archers quickly fought back, but the shooting rate from bottom to top was very low, while shooting from top to bottom was easy.

The archers on both sides fought back and forth for several rounds. Human soldiers who were prepared and had terrain advantages soon gained the upper hand. A large number of Forsaken archers were shrouded in tinder oil and were then burned to coke alive.

Seeing that the enemy had been completely surrounded, the soldiers of the Bloody Monastery immediately retreated. The Grand Prosecutor Whiteman took out the magic Taoist marker, and the Dalaran mage in the distance built a teleportation array. More than 100 fanatical soldiers fought to the death behind the temple, and the remaining soldiers walked into the portal safely.

As the friendly forces retreated, the Forgotten archer was severely injured again. The gunner Willie began to command his two artillery regiments, one south and one north, and began to tilt the shells into the valley below.

These shells modified by Dr. Bangbang not only strengthen the lethality of the explosion, but also have violent combustion characteristics. They often kill more than a dozen forgotten people by one shot. Then the residual shrapnel will carry flames and jump to cause a larger range of damage.

"Assault! Assault! Leave here!" Death Knight Grian Storman shouted loudly. Due to the rainy nature of the Tirisfalinland, even if Sylvanas and the Withered archers are excellent, there are not many archers in the Forgotten under the premise that both bowstrings and arrows need special preparation.

The only archers died in the first wave of attacks, and the remaining Forsaken soldiers could not be used at all in this valley, while the human soldiers were condescending, and it was easy and pleasant to beat them.

The armor has good defense against arrows, but it cannot resist tincture oil. It is often a bit affected by the body, and then the Forgotten soldiers with a numb expression burned like torches.

The old knight was just an intermediate officer before and had never commanded such a huge army. Fortunately, his mind was quite clear and he rushed to organize elite troops to attack on the way.

The King of Lordaeron in the west must not be able to go. The fool also knows that he is prepared and breaks through first and then finds a way.

More than two thousand elite soldiers were organized to kill eastward by him, and he met the elite soldiers led by Lao Fording.

The exit to the west of the valley to the direction of Lordaeron was relatively wide, and the entrance to the east to the plague land was very narrow. The war has not been necessary to fight for now, so Old Fording came here with his elite troops to meet the enemy.

Now there are more than 2,000 Paladins affiliated with Lordaeron. It can be said that half of the Paladins in the human camp are in Lordaeron.

And Old Fording now leads a thousand Paladins to block the enemy.

There is no ordinary soldier here, all of them are paladins, and they even used the banner of the Knights of the Silver Hands.

The Forgotten's resolute charge was like encountering an iron wall, with golden holy lights connected together, and vaguely, it seemed that the human brigade, which was invincible and could launch a counterattack against the elite orcs, was resurrected again.

"For the Holy Light!"

"For Lordaeron!"

The Paladins seemed tireless, waving their warhammers and swords in their hands again and again, and dazzling light flashed on their shields and armor.

The Forgotten Warriors also used all their strength in front of survival. They charged continuously like a tide, but the terrain was too bad, and they could not exert their numerical advantage. Faced with this large area of ​​golden paladins blocking the road, they could not rush out in a short period of time.

"Windler, can you wake up!" Death Knight Grian Storman hit the Withered Man's face with two big mouths, but the other party looked numb, and he only knew that he was holding Sylvanas's body in a daze, without any reaction, which made him feel so frustrated.

I wanted to kick the music box with the lamentations, but I didn't dare.

He needs assistance, and needs assistance from all aspects.

"Demon! I need your help!" He had to look at the fearful demon king Varimasas.

Death Knight Grian Storman felt sad in his heart. He was now degenerating to cooperate with the demon!
Chapter completed!