Chapter 334 26. Powerless Guardian

"The Holy Light is above."

Mayor Solomon, who was riding on a nauseous horse, looked at the battlefield on the hillside through the binoculars in his hand. The scene of tens of thousands of dead arakkoa falling from the sky was shocking.

It was like a black storm wrapped in wind and snow, and the scattered feathers dyed the entire sky in an ominous color. Although the noisy sounds of the battlefield could not be heard, in the heart of the old mayor, the words of those brave fighters seemed to echo. screams.

"Warriors are buying us time with their lives."

The old mayor gritted his teeth and shouted to the terrified civilians behind him: "Don't stay! Go! Go!"

On the wharf of Lakeside Town, all available boats were gathered, and each boat was filled with civilians. People who were about to lose their homes held weak assets, and some women held their children tightly. Hugged tightly in his arms, no matter men or women, everyone's face is shining with fear.

And on the bridge across the huge Zhishui Lake in Hupan Town, some miners who voluntarily broke the back are nervously tying explosives to the pier. This stone bridge, which took countless manpower and resources to build, is the The only road on both sides of the strait, in order to prevent the undead from chasing, the mayor made up his mind that once things were irreparable, the bridge would be completely blown up.

But even if all the power has been exhausted to evacuate the civilians, it is still impossible to send all the people to a safe place in this extremely short period of time. The wharf of Lakeside Town is crowded with civilians waiting to board the ship, and The flow of people on the stone bridge is also surging forward, lacking means of transportation, civilians can only use their own legs to cross the mountain road of Red Ridge Mountain in fear, and after crossing the mountains, they can reach the border of Elwynn Forest.

Under normal circumstances, if you use your feet to walk this section of the road, it will take at least 4-5 hours.

In the past, the difficulty of traveling on the mountain road may have been just a complaint, but at this moment, it has almost become a desperate situation, and what is even more worrying is that the mayor sent a letter of help to Stormwind City when he saw the undead appearing , but until now, I have not received even a single reply.

Although the chaotic town has not been directly attacked by the undead, as the vanguard of the undead, the invisible fear is about to crush these wandering poor people, crying everywhere, there are children, some adults, crying The despair brought by the sound infected too many people, making the crowd silent and sad, and some unscrupulous guys took advantage of the chaos to do things they would not dare to do on weekdays.

All of this made an already bad environment even worse.

The mayor of Solomon stood on the pier, holding two children who were lost with their parents in his arms. The mayor's eyes were full of worry. Either something happened in Stormwind City, and he could not support Redridge Mountain in time, or... Those letters may not have been sent to the king at all.

"Damn it!"

The old man who was over fifty years old gritted his teeth and cursed, but at this moment, they had almost nowhere to go except to pray for the Holy Light.

Only when there is little hope can you understand why people pray, and the irony is that prayers in such desperate situations often do not change the inevitable outcome.

But...but maybe the ubiquitous holy light really heard the cries of these desperate believers. In short, when the human position on the hillside faced the pressure of the arakkoa and the undead and began to gradually collapse, the two ships were suspended in the sky The spaceship suddenly broke through space and appeared above Lakeside Town.

They look very beautiful, as if they were carved from a whole piece of huge gemstones. During the flight, the holy magic power floats around the crystal, and the swaying magic power lines wind around the sides of the spaceship. Among them, the sudden appearance of the spaceship seems to symbolize hope in a desperate situation.

No one in Lakeside Town knew about these spaceships, and their appearance represented the arrival of the Draenei.

More than a year ago, when those weird draenei landed on the other side of the still water lake, there was a panic, but soon, the people knew that they were foreign guests invited by the king. These monsters with horns and tails also believe in the Holy Light, and the Draenei have also helped Lakeside town to wipe out the gnolls and flooded murlocs in Redridge Mountain several times. With this kind of mutual help, the Draenei It also smoothly integrated into the environment of this border area.

"hum"

Amidst the shining golden pillars of light, Prophet Velen, holding the staff of the Redeemer, strode out of the teleporting beam of light, followed behind him by Priest Chaldean Priest of the Cathedral of Light, and many paladins from Stormwind City Walking out of the beam of light under the spaceship, under the command of the bishop, these paladins quickly drew a large blank area among the chaotic crowd.

"Citizens of Lakeside Town! Stormwind City has received your request for help, and that's why Mr. Prophet and I are here!"

Aided by the mage's amplifying magic, the solemn voice of the Chaldean priest was carried through the crowd, and he exclaimed:

"At this time of crisis, our draenei friends are willing to use their spaceship to send you to a safe place. Women, children and the elderly are given priority in the cabin, and adult men are ready to deal with danger!"

"Why!"

An aggrieved voice sounded from the crowd: "Why let them go first? We are all the king's subjects! There shouldn't be such a distinction!"

"Um?"

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the Chaldean priest, and he pointed in that direction. Behind him, the fully armed royal guards immediately drew their long swords and walked over aggressively. The crowd over there dispersed and isolated the guy who spoke just now. The wretched-looking little ruffian, he looked at the royal guards walking towards him in horror, he shouted something, but the next moment, the sharp sword slashed down mercilessly.

That bloody head rolled to the ground, causing all disgruntled guys to shut up immediately.

"Now! Hurry up, citizens!"

The Chaldean priest shook his hand, seeing the bloody long swords in the hands of the cold guards, the chaotic order was quickly restored, and at the same time as the old and weak boarded the ship, the Privy Bishop gave the old mayor a wink , the two walked aside, the bishop asked with a serious face:

"Mayor Solomon, how many waves of messengers have you sent?"

"Five! They all rode griffins to ask for help."

The old mayor pinched his hat in his hand, and said a little uneasy: "But..."

"That's the problem, Mr. Mayor."

The Privy Bishop glanced at the battlefield above the hillside, and he said softly: "We only received one letter. When the brave messenger arrived in Stormwind City, he and his griffin were covered with wounds... the undead Obviously, there is a plan to hunt down all the messengers and try to seal up the news, even the fall of Fort Watch three days ago, we only just found out."

"What?"

The old mayor's eyes widened: "Fortress also..."

The Chaldean priest drew a religious gesture on his chest, and said with a hint of pain:

"The warriors there were wiped out, but now is not the time to talk about this. Prophet Velen also has his own people and supplies to transport. Their spaceship can only take off and land once, and this time it can transport about 80,000 in the limit state. People and enough living supplies, the remaining 40,000 people...I need you to take them on foot to the East Valley, where the Paladins of the Kingdom have set up a defense line."

The Privy Bishop looked at the old mayor, and said in a deep voice:

"The old and the weak in Lakeside Town will be sent to North County, while adult men will be sent there directly. East Valley will be the kingdom's last line of defense against the undead, and it cannot fall no matter what!"

"But now we also need support, my lord bishop!"

Mayor Solomon pointed to the battlefield on the hillside, and he said excitedly to Chaldea: "General Gore is fighting the undead there, they need soldiers! If the kingdom needs to reach the line of defense, then it should be in Red Ridge Mountain, where the warriors A place to shed blood and sacrifice, not to hand over this land to those undead! We don't need to retreat! The Night Watch is very close here, they can..."

"Listen to me! The Night's Watch can't help!"

Chaldea accentuated his tone and interrupted the old mayor's rebuttal. The privy bishop's finger brushed the purple gemstone ritual dagger at his waist, and a glimmer of light danced on his fingertips, which made the bishop calm down. He took a deep breath. tone, explained:

"Undead have also appeared in the Dusk Forest. Mr. Solomon, the situation that the Night's Watch Corps and Duke Ebonlocke must face is no more optimistic than yours. The undead army from Raven Ridge is now besieging Nightshade Town! Why do you think the Draenei Your spaceship can only take off and land here once?"

"Because after saving Lakeside Town, we have to save Nightshade Town!"

The Privy Bishop's tone was full of hidden anger and unwillingness. He stretched out his hands and put them on Mayor Solomon's shoulders:

"Those bastards can invade Elwynn Forest directly from Duskwood, threatening Stormwind! And the rebellion in Westfall... It's not a coincidence that these disasters happened at the same time, use your brain... The undead are in our We built a network without realizing it, and if we are not united at this time, we will be strangled to death soon!"

"Understood? Mr. Solomon, there is no point in defending Redridge Mountain! You are very unwilling, and neither am I! No one wants to give up their land like this! But now, we must retract our fingers and make a fist. When When those undead are singing and advancing, give them a hard punch in the head!"

"I...I see."

Mayor Solomon gritted his teeth and put his worn-out hat on his head. He turned and left without saying a word. Looking at the hunched back, the Privy Bishop sighed.

At this time, a hoarse voice sounded in his ears:

"What's the matter? My little cutie, I feel the sadness in your heart. Are you sad for the loss of your compatriots?"

The tone of this voice is weird, and anyone who hears it will think of flowing darkness, but the Chaldean priest seems to be used to this voice. He shook his head and said to himself:

"Yes, ma'am, I grieve for the soldiers who fought, we gave up on them when there was hope."

"Really boring!"

The voice mocked Chaldea's weakness softly:

"The last poor host was so hopeless that he could only be killed, but you are different, Chaldea, we can do a great job, as I said, I will temporarily... help you, The premise is that you have to get rid of meaningless feelings like the Dark Blade King, but he is a coward... Hehe, he dare not use me, maybe because he understands the price of failure very well."

Privy Bishop's eyes were in a daze, he subconsciously clenched the purple crystal dagger at his waist, and said in a deep voice:

"I'm different from him!"

"Very well, that's what I want to see, and behold, this soul before you is full of rage! Solomon, he would be a good target, and a good help! Anger and regret will consume him, and in his Before being devoured, let him be used by you."

The voice dissipated without a sound, and at the last moment, a fleeting shadow seemed to kiss Chaldea on the forehead:

"Also, my little cutie...call me, sister."

"Priest Chaldea!"

The gentle voice of the prophet sounded behind the bishop, waking Chaldea up. When he turned around, he saw the prophet looking at him suspiciously:

"Who were you talking to?"

"This sanctimonious fellow has betrayed his world and his people, and he will die sooner or later...it just depends on who kills him."

That voice rang in Chaldea's ears again, but the Privy Bishop acted as if he didn't hear it, and said to the prophet with compassion:

"I am praying for the fallen warriors... Mister Prophet, do you need my help?"

Velen felt that the Chaldean priest in front of him might be hiding something, but at this moment, the prophet didn't think about it. He looked back at the position on the hillside and said to the bishop:

"I need you to help me arrange a holy light purification enchantment to ensure that the undead will not break through here before your people leave...and, to save some soldiers."

Ten minutes later, at the same time as the two spaceships soared into the sky, a scorching holy light barrier covering the entrance of the entire Lakeside Town stood under the hillside, almost completely covering the entire town and the small half of the battlefield above. The undead who came to this barrier were quickly burned to ashes, and the voice of the Chaldean priest also sounded from the mountains in front of him:

"Warriors of the Kingdom, step back! The Holy Light will protect you!"

"The holy land is standing here! The evil of death, this is not the place for you! Back off!"