The wind elemental prince is like a large recycle bin. All the messy things are decomposed by the surging elemental power in his body, and finally turned into primitive energy and dissipated in the air.

This internal circulation process is very environmentally friendly, but for him personally, the harm is too great.

The more he fought, the more angry he was, he hacked to death all the abominations that Cirvanas gathered and made, and the dozen bat riders who threw trash cans at him were also torn to pieces.

Even the soldiers of the Forsaken were killed hundreds of people one after another. It was the kind of death method in which the whole body was swept into the hurricane, and the body, armor and even the fire of the undead were all smashed to pieces.

Facing huge casualties, the Forsaken used the barrier to trap the prince of the wind element. Seeing that they were winning, the Blight Caller wanted to capture this big guy, and then transform it into a guardian of the Banshee Queen.

The mages among the Forsaken also had similar thoughts. It is really rare for a prince of wind element to appear in the material world. If you don't study it, you will be sorry for your knowledge.

The senior executive and the old knight wanted to settle the matter quickly. They were worried that this matter was not isolated, but the Blightcaller and a group of mages objected, and their opinions were flamboyantly ignored.

Vanessa, who was watching from a distance, also saw the tragic state of the wind elemental prince. Not to mention that Alakir, the wind elemental king, did not recognize this green appearance, even if he pulled the fire demon king over, he probably wouldn't be able to see it. Who is this? I didn't say anything. Hurry up and call!

Old Fording nodded to her, indicating that the troops were ready.

Jaina also said that mages are ready.

The steam tanks that have entered the preset battlefield also signaled their readiness.

Several giant dragons and artillerymen who were ambushing secretly also sent signals, and everything was ready.

Vanessa put on the paladin's Judgment Armor and the Ashcandi Brotherhood Sword again, and she mounted her horse.

The brotherhood sword was held high, and the dark red sword body was glowing with a cold light at this moment.

When mobilizing before the battle in Nanhai Town, many ex-Scarlet Crusaders noticed this powerful two-handed sword. They were no laymen, and the quality of the weapon could be seen at a glance.

They didn't know what kind of sword it was, and neither did the people around them at the time.

Now seeing Vanessa taking out the sword again, she would naturally ask the people around her.

"Hey, I heard that His Highness has been living in the south before. You are all from the south, right? Do you know what kind of sword she is holding?"

There are soldiers from the First Legion by her side, all of whom are direct descendants of Vanessa. Although the accents of the north and the south are a little different, the difference is not big.

They know this sword too well. Vanessa specially instructed her thieves to tell the origin of this sword in the army.

Just like the Zen seat of the previous dynasty, she also made up a particularly orthodox logical relationship for the sword of the Brotherhood, roughly speaking, it was passed on by Emperor Thoradin to his direct descendants, the direct descendants of Sir Lothar passed on to the Storm Royal Family, and finally King Varian of the House of Stormwind passed her the sword!

The soldiers of the First Legion were full of pride when faced with the questioning from their comrades: "I know, that sword is the legendary Ashcandi Brotherhood Sword, the famous King's Sword!"

The former Scarlet Crusade soldier's face was full of shock, and his mouth was wide open. No wonder this sword is so cool, it turned out to be the King's Sword!

Similar conversations continued to spread below, and Vanessa gave another pre-battle speech. There was no way, people here just followed suit.

"...The Lightbringer has been watching us, for our descendants, for Lordaeron, and for the Alliance! No prisoners will be left in this battle, and all the crimes will be mine! Kill all the undead you see, Children of Lordane! Charge with me!"

Jaina cast the spell first, and many mages removed the illusion barrier, and then the mages used wind spells to disperse the dark clouds above the Tirisfal Forest, and the sun shone on the soldiers little by little.

The bone-piercing cold seemed to be dispelled by the warm light, the exhaustion of the three-day march was eliminated, and the already fanatical former Scarlet Crusaders were full of fighting spirit.

"Woo—" Many soldiers blew their horns, and Vanessa rushed out first, followed by the big Herold himself holding the king's flag and a thousand palace guards.

Old Fording looked at the open space behind, and he nodded to the light and shadow of a human figure that only he could see in the open space, meaning that old friends bless us, I am also on it!

He followed Wang Qi and rushed to the second echelon.

A group of young paladins also joined the ranks of the charge. The will and belief of the people gathered together, the holy light sprinkled on the earth, and the golden light reflected most of the sky. Soldiers without horses also rushed to the battlefield with shouts.

"Alsace, have you seen it? Fear will not defeat the Lordaeronites, and the strong Lordaeronites will rebuild their homeland!" Uther's heroic spirit has been busy enough these two days, and he just followed the army. After a circle, he didn't say anything, and Chromie, who had been clamoring to sleep, was also forced to run around by him.

The bronze dragon Chromie, who turned into a little dwarf, was full of depression. She looked around, and there was a ghost Alsace around here! Who are you talking to? She looked at the timeline again. Arthas was sitting on the Frozen Throne. No matter how you look at it, the master and apprentice did not have the ability to talk through the air. Uther, the heroic spirit, must be confused!

She brought up the old story again: "You just let me go back to sleep, I promise not to make trouble."

Uther didn't waver at all: "I have to watch you~lightnovelpub.net~ Chromie gave in again: "Then let's find a place to rest, you let me sleep peacefully, don't take me back and forth? Ok? Aren't you tired? "

Uther rejected the offer again: "I want to see the revival of Lordaeron with my own eyes."

"Then go and see!"

"No, I'm afraid you'll run away."

"Then you get me far away!"

"No, I don't have time, I want to watch the revival of Lordaeron with my own eyes."

Chromie: "..."

Facing the recalcitrant paladin heroic spirit, even Chromie, who claims to be clever and witty, has nothing to do at this time.

"Old stubborn!"

"Thank you for the compliment."

They were grinding their mouths in the back, and the horns of the Lordaeron army had already resounded through the sky.

Um? ! Whether it is the Blightcaller, the old knight, or a high-level executive, they all served in the army of Lordaeron during their lifetime. Even if the old knight is from the south, when dealing with the orcs, the army still uses the horn of Lordaeron as a charge Signal, the three of them are no strangers to this horn.

The Blight Caller rushed to the top of the city in two steps in three steps, and the other two followed him to take a closer look.

They saw the fiery red figure at the front, the Lordaeron king's flag raised high, and the golden holy light at the rear!

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