After a night of rest, I left some of the troops to be stationed here, and then the rest of the support walls?21?? Fortress. But before leaving, I was still here, and asked the defenders here to simply build a tombstone for Kel Thujad to commemorate the last human nature of this guy, or at that time, if there was that time, I would still have a confidant to accompany me... Well, it could be considered as leaving a way out for myself...

If there is no such a sad result, then the decay of him like this is no substantial difference for me and throwing it into a fire.

I was not thinking about that, but signaled that most of the troops follow me to the Hearth Fortress to support Ronin. With our troops and Stantosom's army, we should be able to deal with the undead troops.

I thought so, but later I realized that the fact was not the case. Along the way, I found that many villages had become ruins, and some of the undead troops led by the necromancers I encountered on the way were exactly the same as us. This shows a problem. They are also concentrating firepower to attack the fireplace castle. I don’t know why they like this city like this, but I am sure that my support this time is very necessary. Luo Ning’s failure to leave is a sign of the intensity of the battlefield ahead.

I thought so, and everyone also understood this way, so I didn’t need to say anything more, and they all consciously accelerated their progress. At this moment, I thought of a question, whether to let Uther’s main force help us, but in this thought, I still denied this idea.

Yes, I thought that Stantome should have an army with a numerical advantage, and it should not be a problem to deal with the current number of undeads. Moreover, Ronin is no longer there. As for others, it is difficult for others to inform Uther quickly. And even if he sees him, he might still be on the border of Gilness and cannot come to this place at all.

So we continued to move in, and after a day and night journey, we finally arrived at this place two days later. But to my surprise, the army of undead actually surrounded the place.

"How is it possible? Why are we so few people?" Wen Leisa, who had excellent vision in the distance, immediately made an understanding of the battle situation. Yes, even my eyesight can clearly see the gap in the number of enemies and us, because even a living person can't see it... This obviously illustrates a problem.

Did we underestimate the undead, and all the reinforcements from Stantosom were sacrificed? I thought about this question in confusion, but I hadn't started thinking about it yet. Because I was concerned about the safety of my boyfriend, Wen Leisa rushed over.

"Damn it, let's go."

I ordered the troops in this way, and although they were exhausted, they did not hesitate at all about my orders and went in that direction to support. Perhaps the enemy had never thought that we would kill each other, so while they were unprepared, we successfully met with the humans guarding the city. When we saw that it was our arrival, Luo Ning, who had already lost his smile, and what surprised me was that after we looked at each other and were still alive, we asked the other party the same question at the same time.

"Where are the reinforcements of Stasom?"

"What, didn't they come? Didn't I ask you to find their city lord, let them pay attention to the food coming here, and let their reinforcements come to support it?"

"Rivendale promised me to send troops immediately, so I'll come back first, but they're still not seeing their reinforcements."

"Damn it, Stantholm is so close to here, he can't..." I angrily scolded the lord, but soon came to my mind again, "Why don't you tell me the news that the reinforcements didn't come."

"It seems they have set up barriers nearby, I can't get out at all, and telepathy doesn't seem to work."

"It seems that he is still targeting you very much, so we can just wait for reinforcements here first, and I believe he will arrive soon." I comforted everyone, and looked at the enemies surrounding here outside, I felt that we could hold on for a long time, but Luo Ning seemed to stop talking to me. "Do you have any questions?"

"Your Highness, I think Rivendell feels like I did not feel like before."

"What's the meaning."

"You know, we teleported everyone to Stantholm a long time ago and saw you as you promoted to the Silver Hand..."

"Yes, I know, we did meet that lord, what's wrong."

I asked in confusion and soon got an answer that shocked me.

"In the past, he could reveal some of the aura of holy light, but this time I didn't feel this way. He even conveyed a dark power similar to the necromancer, and it was a kind of concealed one. I seemed to think that he was scattered with powerful this time..."

"Damn it! The devil controls Lord Stantolme." Before he finished speaking, I thought of the information that Kel Thujad revealed to me when he was dying. Yes, he asked me to go to Stantolme to find his master, which means that he is in the city and becomes Rivendell, or controls him, no matter which ability, it is the specialty of the Demon King.

I now think of the fact that the entire Stantamme had consumed almost all the grains from here. It turned out to be premeditated, otherwise how could he meet him in the city at that time? I thought about that image, and I really hated myself for ignoring Melganier when I first started.

"Arsace, what should I do now?" Everyone was shocked, but now it seems that no one doubts what I said. So they waited for my order again, and I could only think of one way to do this.

"We must pass the information to Uther. Since magic cannot be done, we can only break through." I looked at Ronin, but with his current state, I hardly imagine that even without magic restrictions, this mage could still have the energy to use teleportation techniques. I shook my head and could only look at Jaina.

"Let's find a few people to cover you out."

I said this, but she showed reluctance, but she only shouted my name and I refused her words.

“Alsace…”

"Don't hesitate, time is tight!"

"No, I think I have other ways, it's OK," Jaina said, then took out the red bottle and nodded after chanting a few words soon. "I have told the Red Dragon that Crasus will soon come and help us with his tribe."

"Very good, then we'll just delay their time." After hearing this news, I felt a little comforted. Yes, if the Red Dragon comes to help, the undead will only have to wait for death. I looked at the granary behind the granary with sufficient food and perfect city walls. The enemy was so clumsy that the enemy had only a ladder. In the number of defenders, I felt calm again. Everything seemed to be fine. Especially after easily resisting several waves of powerful attacks from the enemy, I was completely convinced that as long as there was no accident, we should be able to last for a long time...

But I was born. The commander among them, a lich with strong magic, was accidentally hit by the power of our mages and died. Seeing that they were completely confused, I mistakenly thought that these could be eliminated with our strength alone. Yes, whether it is against the tribe or any creature, as long as the commander is killed, it will inevitably be in chaos. So I thought of them with my heart in mind. Yes, no one would think that there is something wrong with me doing this.

But they are the dead, and I ignored that they are creatures that can be controlled by a single consciousness. When we left the city to kill, I suddenly realized that the chaos just now was a completely illusion, and the purpose was to attract us out of the city. And it was not only these that scared me even more...

The leading lichs chanted a spell, and Jaina, who had already learned the spell, immediately thought of something.

"That's the spell that Kel Thuzad once turned those Atrick defenders into undead."

"What?" I looked at her in shock and immediately turned to the original defenders of the Fireplace Valley. Yes, the scene I didn't want to see changed to my eyes again, and most of the locals turned into the undead. "Damn it, retreat and be careful of the people of Fireplace Valley."

I warned everyone that the guards and mages who followed me immediately realized something, but the soldiers in other military camps who followed us did not know that way... Then I saw a scene that I didn't want to see, and many soldiers died at the hands of the "village" without responding.

The number of villagers who have changed into dead has exceeded the number of living people. Looking at the vast number of dead inside and outside, I seemed to realize a feeling of despair that made me feel. Although we tried our best to close the strong gate, the undead inside had already made us feel tricky. We had no time to care about the soldiers who rushed up the city wall, so the gate was quickly broken.

Faced with such a strong enemy, we instinctively gathered us together and retreated inside while fighting. There was no way to stop them from moving forward. Even the rain of ice and fire created by the mages together could only win us the time to gather together.

A burst of arcane missile hit a dead soul beside me. I immediately realized who would do it. Seeing that Luo Ning escaped to me safely and was not polluted, I still felt a little comfort in my heart, but his face was very bad. Perhaps the deceased was once his former relative or something, but I didn't think that way, my adrenaline still made me yell at him.

"Where do you come from the polluted food? Isn't the food here all good?"

"Maybe it was a long time ago, some came from Stantholm."

"…..." At this time, I was angry and stopped asking anything. Yes, as Kel Thuzad said, I underestimated Melganier... I no longer thought about any questions, but observed the form of war.

In this regard, I also deeply realized that another mage warned us that yes, the undead skeleton soldiers who charge in front of us are vulnerable to us, but as long as they have remaining parts, they can be almost endlessly resurrected by the undead wizard behind us. Although the combat power will be lower, sooner or later, I will be able to sacrifice myself. And once someone falls down, they will become new undeads, and their combat power is almost no less than his life. I finally understand now that old guy Medieval said that the more he fights, the faster he will entrust us to the devil. Yes, when we all become those puppets, I think Lordaeron's demise will be soon.

I shook my head and no longer imagined the terrible reality, but found the opportunity to break through as much as possible. But I saw that everyone was exhausted and could no longer let us fight with these tireless undead soldiers, and could only rely on the magicians of the mages to delay time. But soon these magicians gradually became weaker. At this time, I realized that the mages were also flesh and blood, and soon they were exhausted and even unconscious to the ground. After the last mage could not use magic, there was no magic support. I could only watch us submerged by these undeads.

"Holy Light, what else can I do."

I don't know what else can stop them from their pace. Now I am helpless and can only use my physical strength to awaken my last faith, that is, the Holy Light. I don't know whether I have truly believed in it, but I know that when I am pious, I may still be able to exchange for something, such as the feeling of the power I received during the baptism of the Archbishop that makes people restore their physical strength at normal times.

However, the goal is not me, but to restore the physical strength of my friends. The price of being twined is my complete overdrawal. But before I was really unconscious, I still showed relief, because I not only saw everyone being able to charge forward like the beginning, but also because I seemed to see hope, and I could vaguely see the shadow of the red flying dragon group in the sky not far away.
Chapter completed!