Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Long live the prince!"

"Long live Alsace!"

In the square of Dallon County, with the help of Arthas and his guards descending from the sky, and the wild hammer gryphon knight soaring in the sky, another wave of attacks by the fragile walking dead was repelled and exhausted The soldiers cheered, they called the name of Alsace, which is the name of the savior.

At the back of the square, there were a few lit bonfires, and the dead warriors’ bodies were thrown into the fire one by one in the silent gaze of the soldiers. No one wanted the heroes to be blasphemed by the dead after death. The burning of corpses is cruel, but it is the last form to preserve dignity.

In the town at this time, under the command of some experienced women, women and children are nervously packing up the necessary supplies for long-distance travel. This town originally had thousands of civilians after being captured by the undead at the intersection of Kaolin , And many fugitives fled here, and after gathering together, this is a huge team.

"We don't go to Tyre's hand, and the Colin crossing is captured. Going there can only be self-investing, we can only go northwest."

Arthas drank the boiled water and said to Captain Redpath and the Paladin Davi of the Silver Hand:

"The road from Dallon to the Soldo River is the most critical. Barov’s private soldiers should be waiting on the banks of the Soldo River. As long as we get there, we can follow the river all the way west and reach Kyle. Dalong Castle and Cold Wind Camp, so as soon as you reach the river, you are completely safe."

"But His Royal Highness, most of the men here have not been formally trained to fight against small stocks of undead. Once they encounter large-scale undead clusters, they can easily lose their will to fight because of fear."

Paladin Davi said a little embarrassedly:

"Can you ask Andorhal's army to respond? Only 300 knights, or 500 trained infantry, can..."

"We have no soldiers to dispatch, Knight Davy."

Arthas said quietly:

"All the soldiers who can move in the whole kingdom have been sent out to gather civilians. This disaster is really too sudden. The current priority of the country is to ensure that the city does not fall. As long as the people are still there, we still have hope. That’s why I’m here. After all of you have evacuated safely, the Kingdom Knight can let go and fight back against the sudden appearance of the undead."

"They can't beat us!"

"Let the men stay outside the ranks, protect the women and children, and install all the carriages that can be used in the town. There are griffin riders escorted by the dwarf friends in the sky. They will help us explode the blocking spirits. We want All I do is rush out as quickly as possible...can’t be left behind, understand?"

The prince's finger pointed to the northwest, he said in a deep voice:

"The end there is hope!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Veteran Redpath did not say much. During World War II, Lordaeron encountered a worse situation than it is now, but the country has survived. For those who have gone to the battlefield, the cruel reality It's hard to make them feel hopeless again.

"Mavien! Farek!"

The prince called for his two loyal guard captains, and the two powerful warriors stepped forward, waiting for the prince's order. Arthas looked at them. After a while, he whispered:

"You have already seen the terrible situation. I don't need to say comfort words, but this time, I am determined to help my people get rid of this kind of suffering. They should not suffer these things, even if I die here in battle! I hope you can fight with me to the end. I need to take my guards and divide them into two teams, with guards on both sides of the team!"

"This disaster makes me feel powerless, but this is not the reason why we don't do anything. Looking at the disaster continues, there will be a very difficult battle, but I believe that is also our glory!"

Marveen and Farrek glanced at each other, and both felt the firmness of the prince's heart. Since there was no law to persuade them, they could only accompany their prince to the end. They took a step back and said in unison:

"This is our honor!"

"Let's go!"

At the order of Prince Arthas, the huge migration team in Dallon County slowly moved forward. Thousands of people lined up in a long queue. No one was maintained by the prince’s bodyguards. At the front of the team, Arthas With Captain Drapas and some brave townsmen armed with weapons, the undead walking dead in front of them was cleared. Behind the team was the broken team that the Cavaliers of Dawei asked for.

Men hold a variety of weapons. Outside the line, the women in the line are holding their children and carrying their rucksacks. Some older people are sitting on the carriage, looking after the young and terrified. Children.

No one speaks. In this crisis-ridden situation, no one has the interest to speak, and after leaving Dallon County, when the night slowly falls, the invisible danger is approaching little by little.

In the sky of Stratholme, a pair of invisible eyes is observing with interest the team that is slowly moving forward in the dark. To be precise, he is examining the leader of this team, who is riding in battle Immediately, holding the warhammer, he watched princely Arthas around him cautiously.

This is not the first time the Lich King has seen this prince.

Not long ago, in the incident of the burned plague grains and the destroyed plague cauldron in Stratholme, the prince figure, even the dreadlords Banazzar and Marganis, devoted their energy. The tempted Baron Rivendell also died in Alsace's hands.

A day ago, in the Tirisfal region, the civilians of Sabachell, who should have been a member of the natural disaster, were rescued by Prince Alsace and the weird orcs.

Now, he has appeared in the dangerous Stratholme field, protecting thousands of civilians near the Sordo River.

The prince seems to have never rested in these days. His body is very tired, but his soul is very persistent. He is doing his best to save his people in his own way, but the Lich King feels the most Curious is his will, his heart is clearly at a loss, but unlike other people because of the inner heart but lost the motivation to act.

When hope is low, he is still fighting desperately, time and time again, trying to use his own strength to break through the darkness in front of him, although he always fails again and again.

But this will is invaluable in itself, and more importantly, in this young prince, the Lich King sees a potential.

"Only the most determined person is qualified to lift Frostmourne... Will you be a perfect swordsman? Arthas Menethil, I am curious... Your will, Is it really indestructible?"

"Oh, let's take a look."

In the low voice of the Lich King, the sound of creases began to sound in the surrounding darkness, those malicious vague blue and dark red eyes, those awakened dead, and the great tomb not far from here Zhong rushed out, and the new master gave them a cruel order, and the hungry heart and desire for destruction of these dead will soon be fulfilled.

The dark servants approached the long line from all sides. They hid in the shadows on both sides, looking at the fresh flesh and meat, those delicious...meat, people coveted...

"Something is coming! A lot!"

Alsace’s warhammer began to shine with the light of holy light, which means that evil creatures are approaching, and the weapon of His Royal Highness is not ordinary. It is said that this is a treasure that has been passed down from generation to generation of the Menethil family, although it is not as good as the legendary weapon. Powerful, but it is absolutely top-notch for the transmission of Holy Light energy, and it is extremely strong, heavy, and full of lethality.

"Alert! Alert!"

Arthas’s cry made the soldiers and men immediately point their weapons at the periphery of the team. The prince rode a war horse, carrying a torch, and ran in the dark. He looked at the dense undead in the darkness outside, Arthas’s With a deep heart, he decisively pulled the wild hammer signal gun from behind and pulled the trigger towards the sky.

"Swoosh"

A green firework that pierced the darkness rushed into the sky. This special signal flare can stay in the air for a few minutes to provide coordinate guidance for the wild hammer riders who took off from Eagle Nest Mountain.

"Persist! Don't panic... Air support is coming soon! Persevere, brothers!"

Arthas shouted, his hoarse voice rang in the night:

"I am fighting here, and with you, I will not go anywhere! Protect your loved ones! Fight against death!"

"For the will of the prince!"

The loyal guard Farrek stood beside the prince. He shouted that this will inspired the soldiers and men around him. After all, in a feudal kingdom, fighting with a real prince, this will definitely be regarded as a kind of Glory, and a prince willing to fight desperately for civilians is certainly worth following.

The undead will not be moved by Alsace’s bravery. They, these cold monsters without self-consciousness and soul, roared, and under the control of that voice in their hearts, they rushed towards the human beings like the puppets. The team is to tear them all apart.

"Holy water!"

When Arthas saw the first batch of undead rushing over, his left hand was raised high. Behind him, the men clenched the bottles and cans in their hands. This was before they left Dallon County. Inferior holy water made in the church.

"cast!"

The prince's arm swayed fiercely, and the bottles were thrown out and hit the ground, the cold holy water splashed, but the liquid fell on the undead, just like the hottest fire oil, instantly Then the weak undead were ignited.

Although the light and death are not absolute opposing forces, they are also mutually restraint.

"Defensive formation!"

Arthas jumped off the war horse, holding the warhammer, standing in front of the soldiers and men, and when a resurrected barbarian tumbled over him, he stepped forward, clenching his teeth, and the warhammer in his hand whistled from bottom to top, Like the siege hammer, it hit the barbarian troll's chest, and the scorching holy light ignited the body of the undead beast in front of him, pushing it back two steps.

The prince moved forward again without fear. The warhammer in his hand waved left and right, knocking the slammed skulls and ghouls to the ground. In the shouts of the people behind him, Alsace’s body was full of strength, and he tirelessly cut Killing, this crazy hero inspired the men who were behind him. They followed the prince, and the prince rushed towards them. They yelled blindly and desperately thrust their weapons out.

But courage cannot make up for the gap in numbers. Men fight bravely, but no matter how they hack, the people around them are still fewer and fewer, especially those who have just fallen down and stood up again under the erosion of the dark forces. When they started attacking them, many people's fighting will collapsed.

"Don't retreat! Think about your family!"

Arthas did not retreat. The green muscles on his arm burst like a warrior in a **** battlefield, like a reef in a stream of water, and he stood still.

"Little Alsace! Hold on, here we come!"

The roar of the Wildhammer dwarf sounded from the dark sky, followed by the alchemy bombs that were falling continuously in the undead group. In the blaze of the fire, the menacing dead men were turned over by a blow, and a team of griffin knights Following the team of humans, under the command of Falstad, the bombs were continuously dropped, exploding a ring of flames around the undead circle that surrounded humans.

"It's now! Redpath, take the people away! Hurry!"

Arthas roared in the flames. Captain Redpath, who was also in the fierce battle, touched the blood on his face. He glanced at the soldiers and men who were fighting behind him. He gritted his teeth, jumped on the war horse, and rushed to some confusion Crowd.

"Davi! Davi, protect the carriage, others, follow me!"

Redpath screamed in the darkness with all his strength. Under the screams of women and children, the crowd began to run. Under the leadership of Redpath holding the torch, the crowd was under the protection of the wild hammer Sky Knight, Quickly through the war zone, the undead were chasing behind them, but were quickly dragged down by the desperate counterattack. Even the old people clenched their weapons and began to use their lives to buy time for the children.

Everything became tragic. In the sky, Lord Wildstad Lord Falstad looked at this scene. His eyes were a little red. The emotional dwarf grabbed the bomb on his hand and threw it into the night. .

"Protect these humans and throw out all the bombs!"

"Little Alsace, hold on! We will be back soon!"

The crowd ran for more than ten minutes in the dark. Finally, as they approached the Sordo River, they saw the lights shining ahead. Redpath jumped off the horse and yelled loudly while running:

"Go to save the prince! His Royal Highness Arthas is still behind!"

The shouting caused a commotion immediately in front of the defense line. After a while, a cavalry rushed out, and the young knight led by a hand put the tired Red Pasra on the war horse. During the run, he shouted:

"I am Lieutenant Thassarian of the Andorhal City Defense Forces. I was ordered to meet you and tell me, soldier, where is the prince?"

"Behind, the prince...the prince is breaking for us."

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"Revived"

The horse warped away the wandering undead, Lieutenant Thassarian cut down two undead, he quickly jumped off the horse, searching in the dark, and finally he followed the traces of the battle and found the depths of the jungle. Under the stump, he saw Prince Arthas kneeling on one knee, and beside him, there were several seriously wounded guards.

He quickly stepped forward and whispered to the prince's prince, but did not get a response. This gave the lieutenant a bad hunch in his heart. He reached out and touched the prince's wrist. After a while, he was relieved. .

"The prince is still alive, he is just... he is just too tired, he is resting, shh... don't disturb him, he needs a rest."

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