MTL - Azeroth Shadow Trail-v2 Chapter 1848 75. The strongest commander development plan: No! you kill

   Chapter 1848 75. The strongest commander development plan: No! You kill Ravencase, you pay! 【Add 520】

"boom"

   The ferocious and heavy tomahawk of the Demon Guard slashed down, almost rubbing Garrod's head and slashing it to the ground. The crimson eyes of the crazy demon in front of him exerted too much force, and it was difficult to pull out the tomahawk for a while.

   Holding the twisted sword, Garrod clenched his teeth and stabbed the broken weapon in his hand into the heart of the demon with all his strength, and kicked it to the ground while roaring.

   Another demon died.

   But this is not worth mentioning for the dangerous situation, the demigods in the distance are fighting to the death with the polluters.

  The defense line of Black Rook Castle was crumbling, and without the protection of the enchantment, those demons began to arbitrarily summon terrifying hellfire giants to smash the rear of the rebels, destroy the city walls, and then call those active demons to slaughter the soldiers.

   Garrod has many ways to fight against such an enemy, but now he has no time or energy to lay out that ingenious position.

   In this chaotic battlefield, when everyone is fighting with all their strength, there is very little he can do, fight until death comes!

   "Next!"

   A Raven Guard threw his saber to Jarod, and the young commander took it in his hands.

   But before he could say thank you, the soldier with the halberd was strangled by a succubus who jumped out and strangled with a long whip, and two little devils threw flaming arrows and burned his knees.

"what!"

Garrod rushed over with red eyes, slashed the kid to death with his long sword, grabbed the spear and stabbed it into the neck of the succubus, but this failed to save the soldier beside him, who fell to the ground with his eyes open. Staring round and lifeless.

   "Damn the devil!"

  Jarold raised the blood-stained halberd and rushed towards the chaotic battlefield in front of him. He originally wanted to gather the nearby soldiers to form a battle formation, but the demons rushing in like a tide did not give him a chance at all.

  If you can't buy a little time, just use the fueling tactics to fight, and the collapse of the front will be a matter of time.

   In the case of a one-on-one fight, it is difficult for a single elf to defeat a demon guard. Only when they gather together can they suppress the demon with their collective power.

   "Come on! Demons! Come and challenge the unstoppable High Mountain!"

A low and hoarse roar came from the gap in the position next to him. Garrod, who had just picked up a military crossbow, turned around and saw his new friend Huon Gaoling was leading his mighty bighorned deer companion. The demons in front of the mad slaughter.

   This tauren is just as crazy.

  It was probably the power of nature's blessing that made his destructive power skyrocket, so he carried the ancestral stone hammer and wielded the ancestral halberd to block a gap and slaughter frantically.

  The cunning hunter occupies the advantage of the terrain, and the demons charging at an angle can often be knocked down with a single swing of his halberd.

   Encountered a lot of demons, so he let his beast allies launch a trampling charge, and then grabbed the stone mallet and smashed the ground in front of him with a thorn.

   The power of the Hammer of Khaz'Gross is simply too cool to deal with demons, Huen alone defended a gap, which is so strong that people are dumbfounded.

   But the red-eyed mad cow only looked in front of him without realizing that there was danger behind him.

  The demons rushing out from another gap have noticed Huen who is on the verge of killing, and they slyly broke through the direction of the elves from the rear, trying to surround Huen here.

  Jarrod subconsciously grabbed the troll horn that his brother-in-law gave him.

   But he looked around and found that the situation was not at its worst, so the commander shouted towards the surroundings, and rushed to Huen with a few spirits who could still fight.

   They blocked Huon from the attack behind him, so that the mad black bull could let go of his hands and continue to slaughter the demons.

   But the more the demons gathered, the more the tauren and the elves had to fight back to back after a few minutes.

   "Ha, Garrod, you are a good friend, and it is an honor to fight alongside you in this doomsday battle. The stories of you and me will forever be passed down in the winds of the High Mountains, and we will share peace with our ancestors."

   Hu En panted and shouted to Jarod next to him. The young commander was no longer in the mood to answer the black bull's praise.

   The soldiers who followed him were all dead, and he was bitten by a demon hound on his leg. He had seized the troll horn and was ready to call for the last reinforcements.

   But at this moment, with the sound of the low horn echoing, Garrod suddenly looked up and looked behind, the battle flag of Lord Ravencrest was flying, and the last reserve team had been thrown into the battlefield.

   And it happened to be charging in his own direction.

   "Huen! Use your hammer to give it a shot! To help the high lord open the passage, we must reorganize the defense line, otherwise we can't stop it!"

   The young commander's voice was hoarse, and he shouted.

  The exhausted Huen grabbed the holy hammer and smashed it to the ground without a word. The terrifying thorns rolled and erupted in front of him, just like the anger of Mother Earth, and with one blow, the demons besieging in front of him were cleaned up.

  This stone hammer is powerful, but every time it is activated, Huen becomes more tired.

He can no longer activate this holy artifact to fight the enemy, and even needs the support of Jarod to stand firm, but the high lord Ravencrest has come. The loyal and brave soldiers fought all the way, and finally blocked several gaps here.

   But this side just blocked, and that side leaked again.

   Under the leadership of an abyss lord with a big butt, the position defended by the Moon Guard was broken through like a rush of mercury.

  The high lord was about to rush over with his eyes fixed, but at this moment, the big horned deer Etello beside Hu En suddenly neighed a few times, and the roar was full of joy.

   As a hunter with a soul link, Huen understood the warning of his partner. He grabbed the big lord who wanted to lead the team to rush over and said:

   "Back! Back! The two demigods are coming!"

"Um?"

  Ravencase glanced at Huen in surprise, he raised his hand and waved, and the soldiers behind him immediately retreated.

   A few seconds later, at the same time that the savage abyss lord rushed into the Black Rook Fort position with a mad laugh, an incomparably huge dream gate slammed open.

In the silver moonlight, a huge white deer with a height of more than ten meters rushed out with its head lowered, its antlers as beautiful as a crown and a sword. The leading abyss lord over there only had time to block the halberd horizontally, and he was trampled into flesh under the impact of Lord Malorne.

   And the demons behind it were even more difficult to resist the impact of the strongest demigod in Azeroth, and were flattened by the white deer Malorne like a mountain and a rock.

"Father!"

  The forest king Cenarius, who was fighting to the death with a doomsday lord, turned his head and saw the great white deer shrouded in the moonlight, so elegant that it made people tremble.

  The latter is covered with natural patterns, and has a beautiful moonlight pendant on the antlers and neck, which represents the intimacy between it and the indifferent Lady Elune.

   As the consort of the first demigod of nature born in the history of Azeroth and the moon **** Elune, the great white deer Malorne has long been gone, and Cenarius has not seen his father for a long time.

  The king of the forest didn't expect to see his father appear in today's battle.

  Perhaps, this is the will of the Moon God?

   "Get out of the way! Little guys, get out of the way! Malorne told me that you need a big guy here who can help you with the defense. Here I am.

  Er, I actually left a month ago."

   Lord Malorne didn't come alone, and behind him was a large tortoise with a terrifying size.

  The huge demigod who was on the top of the three-story building with only the outer shell moved his limbs slowly, and while the elves watched in awe and gratitude, he lay head down on the defense line of Black Rook Fort, which was shattered by Archimonde.

   is like a temporary tower, it just lies there and doesn't intervene in the death battle between the demigods and Archimonde.

   No matter how many demons rush over, it doesn't pay attention, but the iron-backed turtle Tortola's defense is so amazing that it is so terrifying that it can be cut by the abyss lord without leaving traces.

   And ordinary demons, no matter how tough they are, will die on the spot when they face the lightning bite of a tortoise demigod who does not speak martial arts.

   "Hold it!"

   Seeing the tortoise demigod Shining turning the tide on the spot, Jarod let out a long sigh and said to the great lord:

   "We can reorganize the front, thanks to the help of the demigods."

The big lord    didn't care, he just looked at the great demon battlefield in the distance, he said:

   "What is that deer going to do?"

"Um?"

  The others turned their heads one after another, and saw the great white deer Malorne piercing and galloping in the sea of ​​demons, nothing could stop the great white deer's charge, and its target was very precise.

   is Archimonde the Defiler.

   Malorne hissed as he charged.

   The demigods who were bullied by the polluters retreated one after another, as if leaving the battlefield to their boss and the boss of the enemy for a duel.

   Of course, this is not because the big white deer wants to monopolize the stage, but it realizes that without the help of the demigods, the elves on the ground simply cannot stop more and more demons.

Although the    giant dragon in the sky has gained the upper hand after the brutal battle, the demon's air force has not retreated, and the giant dragon can't find time to support the ground.

  Malorne asked other demigods to help the elves defend the defense line, but at this time, Archimonde, who was injured all over his body.

   is handed over to it.

   "Come on, Luna's pet!"

  Archimonde also felt the fighting intent of the Great White Deer, his eyes shone with fierce fury, and shouted to the charging Great White Deer:

   "I'll turn your head into a trophy. I swear!"

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   "The demigods have come to help, take this opportunity to regroup!"

  Ravencrest felt that the balance of war had finally returned to balance.

  Perhaps they still have a chance to hold out until the time when the Well of Eternity is detonated.

   There are absolutely no cowards who can live to this day, even if they are all scarred, but no one refuses Ravencrest's orders, even those alien bearmen or wild boars are willing to pounce on the enemy under the command of the high lord.

   "Jalod, you go to the control tower!"

   Ravencrest shouted to the young commander:

   "I hand over the command of the battlefield to you. Someone told me that you will be the best commander in the history of our elves, then let me see what you can do!"

   "Follow orders!"

Garrod was no longer modest. Escorted by several Black Raven Guards, he strode towards the only still-operating magic command tower, but when he took Huen away from the High Lord, there was no reason for it. The fear suddenly burst out in the young elf's heart.

   He didn't even have time to explain, grabbed the sword in his hand and turned to pounce on Ravencrest, but the next moment the Black Raven Guard beside him turned into a dreadlord and slapped Garrod with a claws.

   Huon roared and stabbed the dreadlord into a flying bat.

After a moment of hesitation, the two good friends heard the piercing sound of armor colliding next to them. Garrod looked up and saw a low-key guard next to Ravencase flying up with his hand in his hand. Holding a flaming fel magic blade, a sword stabbed into the back of Lord Ravencrest, who was caught off guard.

   As a great lord, Ravencrest has magical armor forged by the best armorers in the entire empire. Ordinary magical weapons can't hurt Ravencrest at all, but this assassin is obviously prepared.

   The viciousness of the magic sword in his hand could be felt by Jarod even from a distance.

  The high lord was pierced in the heart and rolled off his mount. The assassin rode on him, grabbed the dagger and stabbed it frantically towards Ravencrest's neck.

   He did not come alone.

   There are also many accomplices attacking everywhere in the chaos to buy time for their leaders.

   "You! Varosen"

  Ravencase threw a punch on the assassin's helmet at the time of his death, knocking his helmet flying out, revealing an indescribably handsome face.

   But at this time, the face was full of hideous and demons.

He recognized that the assassin in front of him was Queen Azshara's favorite and most trusted captain of the guard. He didn't expect Azshara to hate him to such an extent that he even sent his best commander to carry out such an assassination. Task.

   "You dare to betray the Queen. You will have to pay the price!"

  Captain Varothan stared at Ravencrest, who was spitting blood in front of him. The green dots of light shining deep in his eyes represented that he too had accepted the gift of the devil.

   Perhaps the assassination was ordered by Azshara, but this viciousness was entirely the result of Varosen's own efforts.

"Father!"

   On the tower in the rear, Miss Ilysana broke free from the protection of the servant. She witnessed the whole process of the assassination of her wise and martial father, and she also recognized the identity of the assassin.

   "Azshara"

Miss    screamed the name frantically, and Varosen, who succeeded in one blow, turned around and left without hesitation, ignoring the loyal guards behind him who were fighting for him.

   It is their honor and their own honor to dedicate themselves to the queen.

   He crushed a delicate teleportation stone, and his figure disappeared on the chaotic battlefield in the piercing of the war halberd thrown by Huen roaringly.

   Lord Ravencrest just lay in a pool of his own blood, his eyes staring at the sky, his mouth moved slightly, and he didn't know who he was talking to.

   Garrod rushed over and hugged the High Lord. He grabbed the bandage and tried to heal, but the shaking Ravencase grabbed his wrist.

   The blood-stained high lord could no longer speak.

   He could only stare at Garrod with his eyes, and with difficulty put the dragon head sword in his other hand into his hand.

   "Battle Battle"

"I"

   Garrod's heart was in a mess.

   But he knew the meaning of the high lord handing over the sword to him at this time, and the voice that had bid farewell to himself also sounded quietly at this time.

He says:

   "The stage that belongs to you has been opened, the era that belongs to you has come, and the legend that belongs to you has begun. Jarod Shadowsong, take his sword and continue to fight!

   He used his own death to help you ignite the last flame. If you can survive, then you will see each other in the future.

   Then, Commander Garrod, please give an order. "

   Brother Shadowsong clenched the sword in his hand. He looked at Lord Ravencrest, who had passed away in his arms. The latter closed his eyes at the last moment, and even showed a smile on his **** face.

   He seems to have signed a contract with a great or evil being, so that he no longer has to fear death under the long night, so that he can preserve his courage and will until the next moment of brilliance.

   He has given his life for this world.

   He didn't mind doing it again.

   Perhaps he already knew the outcome of this battle, perhaps he had seen victory in the vision of death.

   "The devil assassinated our leader!"

   The red-eyed Garrod grabbed the blood-stained sword and got up. He grabbed the troll horn in his hand and looked at the surrounding commanders in a trembling gesture of anger.

   he growled:

   "They are afraid of us.

   They fear our victory and can only stop us in this nasty way! But we will let them know what is the determination of the elf and what is vengeance!

   The heroic spirit of Lord Ravencrest is watching us!

   Soldiers of Black Rook Hold!

keep fighting! "

   (end of this chapter)