Chapter 69: Excessive Chapter

About twenty miles north of Taquelin, Xie Feng was fully armed and stood in the middle of the road on his Quel'thalas horse. On both sides were the other fourteen people from the Fenghong Kingdom, each riding their mounts in a row.

Behind them, two thousand blood knights lined up in neat formations, ready to go.

After last night's showdown, Xie Fengrong, who received everyone's full support, stood radiantly at the forefront of the team. He no longer had the depression and hesitation of the irritable aura he had since entered the Ghost Land, and he seemed particularly confident! It was in sharp contrast to the sad expression of the little gun who had been pulled by his side.

Yesterday, he understood the gap between professionalism and amateurism, how could he let the animal continue to paddle? He directly pulled him over and used it as the team's chief think tank. When encountering things, he had to listen to his analysis first.

Xiaoqin does not disappoint his evil IQ. He is only responsible for analyzing and reasoning things when reviewing things, and will never give any opinions. According to his words, he cannot let his subjective emotions affect decision-making.

However, this guy has one biggest disadvantage, that is, he is afraid of trouble, or laziness! It’s not that the matter is coming or someone asks me, never expect him to speak or use his brain on his own initiative. Sometimes Xie Feng doubts whether he possessed Shikamaru, which is just the same as that guy!!

At this time, Xie Feng pulled the gun next to him, teasing him casually, asking some trivial matters, and venting his resentment:

‘If you boy had reminded me earlier, would I have reached this point today?’

He didn't want to think about whether he had told others what he thought? Now he has shirked responsibility~~

At this moment, the scouts who were sent to the front for information came back, and a few people came to Xie Feng and horse to salute him:

‘Sir! The Scourge has launched an attack on Desom.’

Xie Feng: ‘Who is commanding the attack at the northwest entrance?’

Scout: ‘The Scourge Commander is a hatred! According to Captain Kevin, it was Luzlan.’

Xie Feng: ‘So which army is defending? Is our troops or the Forgotten ones?’

Scout: ‘It’s our troops!’

After Xie Feng asked, he waved his hand to let him retreat.

Then he turned around and shouted at the army behind him: "Go away!!"

Fifteen people from Fenghong Kingdom took the lead, and two thousand morning straits lined up in neat formations and slowly headed towards Takuilin.

Along the way, a stalker scout came back to report the situation to Xie Feng. Then he did not go out to investigate, but joined the forward team and hid in the shadows around Xie Feng.

The army slowly approached Takuilin along the road at the foot of Yanghenfeng Mountain. The unique smell of rottenness on the undead began to spread in the air. In the ears, the hoarse and sharp howls of the undead, the sound of arrows volleys from the archers' volleys, the explosion of magic and the slogans issued by the blood elves troops during the fierce battle, gradually becoming clear.

About five miles near Taquelin, Kevin, the last stalker sent out, also returned to the team, with the guards around Xie Feng.

Turning across the corner of the mountain, the fierce battle at the north gate of Takulin clearly brought everyone's eyes

Valvin struggled to support his tired body, and concentrated his mind to throw out the fireball condensed in his hand. The fireball passed through the air and smashed into the Scourge Legion with a scorching breath, causing a strong explosion. As the flesh and blood flew across, the dense Scourge Legion fell down in a circle.

Seeing his own achievements, Valvin smiled a little, closed his eyes and squeezed out the almost exhausted mental power in his mind again to lock in the casting here~~

She hasn't closed her eyes for several days in a row.

Since the Scourge Legion came out three days ago and surrounded Takulin, all the blood elves have never rested. The natural disaster's seemingly endless attacks have made the blood elves breathless. The classic skeleton sea tactics have sucked their physical strength bit by bit~~

During ten breaths, Valvin struggled to lift his heavy eyelids, raised his hands mechanically, and condensed his magic~

The corners of my eyes slid across the front, and the gap that I had just exploded with magic had already been filled.

The endless skeletons, zombies, and ghouls crowded together all over the mountains, making various strange tones, and rushed over with both hands and feet, fighting with the soldiers in front of them.

The warriors' weapons were extremely dull, just getting on the front line faster than skeletons. The endless battles for days had already drained their last energy. Now they could still pick up weapons and stand in front of them, which was due to the extremely tough will of the warriors and their hatred for natural disasters.

A blood elf warrior covered in scars danced his hands and swept out, cutting the four natural disaster skeletons in front of him in half, and almost fell to the ground because of excessive force. He used his sword to stabilize his body, shook his head, and thrust his head expressionlessly on his thigh with the spike at the tail of the sword. He burst out with blood and dyed his skirt red instantly. His blurred eyes emitted another spike. The severe pain caused his powerful power and fighting spirit to return briefly again. He raised his giant sword and rushed into the Scourge Legion, causing a wave of ripples in the boundless sea of ​​undead, and was ruthlessly submerged~~

Seeing this scene, Vallen gritted his teeth, accelerated the casting speed, quickly condensed a huge fireball in his hand, and threw it to the place where the warrior fell with all his strength~~

‘Fire Explosion Technique!!’

The scorching magic flames were accompanied by a loud noise that instantly swallowed everything within twenty yards around them~~

After the smoke of gunpowder, the blood elf warrior and the surrounding undead army turned into dust, leaving only the giant sword emitting red magic light inserted diagonally on the ground, as if telling the story of his master's life~~

After using all the last magic and mental power to emit the flame explosion operation, the exhausted Valvin finally couldn't support it and slowly fell down~

‘The body of the hero cannot tolerate the defilement of you lowly undead~~’

Whispering in a low voice, crystal tears slid from the corners of my eyes, melting into the wet soil beneath my body and disappearing~~

As the tears fell, the will also dissipated. The fatigue that had been forcibly suppressed for several days came like a tide. After working hard for several times, I didn't open my eyes. In a trance, a shout seemed to sound in my ears~~

‘For the glory of Xinduole! Charge!!’

Valvin smiled weakly and laughed at himself: "Have you had hallucinations? Haha~No one can shout such a loud slogan now~~'

‘For the glory of Xin Duolei~~Kill!!’ This time, thousands of people shouted in unison, and it was extremely clear that it entered her mind.

‘Reinforcement!’ After uttering this sentence with difficulty, the intense fatigue dispelled her last consciousness. She slowly fell asleep with a smile on her face.
Chapter completed!