Xiling Empire Chapter 252: Defense Battle of Quel’Thalas (middle)

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Qual Salas border outpost-if this ruined ruined wall can still be called a outpost.

Today's fifteenth ... It may also be the sixteenth wave of offense, who cares? Anyway, those things finally retreated. After paying hundreds of broken bodies, the rotten Monster gave up this breakthrough point, saying that giving up is not very accurate. In fact, their retreat is entirely due to the effect of the Magic barrier: Finally The special barrier activated at the juncture blocked the life breath emitted near outpost, lost its biggest target, and continued to be attacked, those undead finally gave up this place.

There are fewer than ten surviving sentinels, and the wizard who is responsible for supplying magic power to the Magic formation has only two trainees who have just left the apprenticeship. This has already reached the bottom of the defense that can support the defense. Up to now, this is already a miracle of miracles.

Due to the destructive invasion of Arthas, Quel'Thalas has fallen into a ten-room and nine-empty situation. Even if the apprentice-level mages are pulled into the army to make up, the cobbled far-walker troops are far from being able to support The defense of the entire border. Prior to this, Blood Pixie/Elf had streamlined the organization of a single sentry unit, but this could not fundamentally solve the problem. The Soldier stationed in this outpost originally had only more than twenty people- It is equivalent to less than half of a sentry unit in Quel'Thalas' glorious period, and half of the more than 20 people are apprentices who have just received temporary training. In the first battle, these apprentices have Two-thirds died under the claws of the undead, and the only two Master Apprentices left are the only hope that this outpost can persist-if you lose the Magic barrier that can temporarily block the breath of life In one hour, this outpost will be completely submerged by the tide-like undead.

And about a kilometer behind outpost, a light blue enchantment running through the sky shines with a slight glow, that is the last barrier of the entire Quel'Thalas kingdom, and it is only left under the iron hoof of Arthas The fragile protective layer built by the two Rune stones, if this protective cover goes out, the entire Quel'Thalas is over.

Compared with the substantial Magic barrier that once covered the entire Quel'Thalas, this protective shield that is constantly flashing due to insufficient energy is really fragile to a pitiful level.

The significance of this outpost in front of the shield and other outpost on this line of defense is to block the undead army as much as possible, at least to share some of the pressure for the crumbling protective enchantment-although it seems now Such efforts are only delaying the destruction that is bound to come.

"Captain, when will our reinforcements come?"

A pale young woman Pixie/Elf came out of the barracks covered with scars, and the green beautiful eyes with undisguised fatigue and unresolved fear, from a dress point of view, this is a The rookie mage in the internship stage, and the continuous supply of magic power to the Magic barrier of this little outpost has exhausted the rookie who is not rich in magic reserves.

The subject of her inquiry is the captain of the sentry who stands outside the barracks and looks at the rotten ground in the distance, a tall Pixie/Elf warrior, and few of the blood Pixie/Elf warriors who have completely abandoned Magic and specialized in close combat fighting. It is no exception. From the halo of the dark red walking on the surface of the steel armor on him, it can be seen that this is a double repair soldier who minored in low-level fire Magic-only life long blood Pixie/Elf has this qualification to invest a lot of energy at the same time, who trains in combat, also learns the esoteric and complex Magic knowledge.

"Soon, if there are no accidents, the reinforcements of Silvermoon City will come in a few days. Our task now is to stay here, and we must not let the rear big enclave get more impact ... Tolina, You go to rest first, don't take part in the next battle, keep your energy to support the Magic barrier. "

The captain of the Sentinel with a tired face tried to show a relaxed smile, so comforting the rookie mage who had obviously not been able to adapt to this kind of warfare in front of him, the latter did not seem to notice a trace of the captain ’s eyes-or He noticed but forced himself to ignore that desperate look. Master Pixie/Elf named Torina showed a relieved smile and returned to the barracks.

No more reinforcements.

The captain of the sentry is very aware of this. The only adjustable power remaining in the Silver Moon City has been placed on the outer defense line of the Magic enchantment, including his own chaotic miscellaneous troops, this is already Quill Saras's last defense force, except for the dozens of mages who remained on the tower of the Sunfury to provide magical supplements to the entire enchantment, the entire Silver Moon City has only left the old and weak women and children without fighting strength ...

Although I have been using lies to appease the few remaining Soldiers, the captain of the sentry knows that in fact everyone has guessed this, and they are deceiving them with a beautiful lie, and they are also forcing themselves to believe this. No credible news.

The once powerful and glorious high level Pixie/Elf kingdom has now fallen to relying on a group of trainees Soldier to delay the demise. This fact is not mentioned in the so-called “plot”.

Of course, the original “plot” blood Pixie/Elf did not encounter the collective riot of hundreds of thousands of undeads just when he was about to take a breath ...

At this moment, a burst of depressing breath suddenly came from afar, alerting the captain of the sentry who was lost in thought.

Nothing appeared in sight, and no rotten limbs popped out of the burnt mud, but Pixie/Elf ’s instincts have always been quite accurate, and the high level Pixie/Elf elegant character has long been abandoned in such battles. The captain of the sentinel lay profusely on the ground, ignoring the dirt and blood on the ground, and put his long ears close to the ground.

the next moment, his face became extremely pale.

That was the sound of a large group of horses running, and the source of the sound was that piece of rotten waste.

In that direction, the only people who can move are carrion and bones.

The captain of the sentry stood up, reflecting in his pupils the gradually rising smoke and the gradually expanding black tide on the distant horizon.

The vibration of the earth has reached the point where it is not obvious, without the need for the captain of the sentry to give a warning. The Soldiers who have developed intuition in these high-strength operations for several days have emerged from the barracks alertly.

"The sun is up!" Torina whispered in horror, "We're done!"

"How come so many!?"

Even the calmest captain of the sentry ca n’t help but make such a disturbed scream, and he ca n’t see the marginal army of undead forces far beyond the number of enemies they have encountered in the past few days. Hundreds of thousands of undead who have been violently moving these past few days are finally going to launch a general attack at this moment?

Although it has long been expected that such a full-scale impact will come sooner or later, when actually faced, the captain of the sentry is still very difficult to accept this fact.

"Quick ... Quickly prepare the Magic barrier ..."

"No way ..." Tolina's face was pale, "Sale and I have magic ..."

The captain of the sentry is also subconsciously thought of opening the life-saving Magic barrier, but he also knows clearly that even if the barrier is opened, the undead army can not feel the life breath here, what is the point?

In the torrent of the dead, there is no chance of being spared!

Quel'salas is coming to an end—this is the only thought flashed in the mind of the captain of the sentry.

But just in at this moment, a very observant ranger beside him suddenly made a surprised voice: "Strange, those Monsters seem a little strange ..."

The Ranger ’s words gave the captain of the Sentinel somehow a glimmer of hope. He again observed the undead approaching from afar, and finally found that the enemy ’s situation seemed to be different from the previous attack.

It seems that they did not focus on ahead life's full-bodied target at all, but just ran forward desperately, and even some fragile small skeletons were trampled into fragment(s) by the taller monster corpses. It's better to say it's rushing to dinner, but it's better ...

Escape?

The captain of the sentinel flashed this ridiculous word at this time.

Escape? These unintelligent souls will also have the concept of escape? Will they feel fear? In other words, do they still have enough brain tissue to produce the concept of "escape"?

But the next moment, the captain of the sentry felt that he guessed right.

A dazzling white light beam pierced the gloomy clouds in the distance, and fell behind the tide of the undead like a **** punishment. With the huge explosion that made the earth tremble slightly, a huge white light ball fell from the light beam It burst out at the point, and beside the sphere of light, there were pieces of dead limbs thrown up by the explosion.

After the first light beam is over, the second, the third .........

Amazing explosions appear more and more densely behind the undead tide, and spread in this direction far faster than the latter's escape speed.

The undead are really running away!