For hundreds of years, the fighting methods of the Paladins have been in one continuous line. They all rely on their own stored holy energy to fight. The source of these holy energy is their own faith and the gift of the Holy Light - the priests accept the Holy Spirit all the time.
The gift of light, so even after exhausting their own holy energy, they can continue fighting through the constant speed recovery of holy energy.
However, this kind of tactics also exposed the shortcomings of the knights. They were often extremely brave at the beginning of the battle, but when the battle was in a stalemate, they were unable to explode due to the limitations of their holy power. After exhausting their own holy power, they could only use ordinary
The warrior's play style is used to fill the gap of holy energy recovery, so these shortcomings greatly restrict the performance of the priests.
Of course, there may be differences in the strength of holy energy between knights, but without exception, the holy energy they store is of the same scale. To use a more simple and vivid metaphor, it is Regan and Bolvar. Their holy energy is all equipped with
A bottle is full, but the one in Regan's bottle is water, and the one in Bolvar's bottle is sulfuric acid - you can only wash your face with water, but their sulfuric acid is enough to disfigure you.
So since there is no difference in the power of holy energy, why not make up for it with quantity?
Regan slowly walked up the stairs to the mage tower. If a person is used as a vessel, the capacity will always be limited. But thinking about it from another angle, it may be possible to directly establish a connection with the source of the holy light just like a mage can communicate with the power of elements.
Contact, use the human body as a weapon to vent the holy energy, rather than a bottle to store the holy energy. In this way, why worry about the embarrassment of running out of the holy energy?
With the new discovery in mind, Regan excitedly walked into the living room and found that everyone in the hall from Varian down was listening to Bolvar's speech with serious faces.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Ragen looked at the empty seat next to Jaina and sat down calmly.
"What are you talking about?" The knight almost touched his lips to the female mage's earlobe.
Jaina rolled her eyes at him angrily and tilted her head back slightly, "What else can I say? Of course it's today's attack on Black Dragon Valley. Your task has been assigned to escort the baggage."
"What?" Regan almost jumped up, his voice involuntarily amplified, "You actually asked me to do this? What idiot made this battle plan!"
"I made it," Bolvar put down the charcoal in his hand expressionlessly. "If you are dissatisfied with the assigned tasks, you may wish to appeal directly to His Majesty the King. He is here right now."
"Stop arguing, Regan's plan was decided upon by Bolvar and I, and Ms. Jaina also said she had no objections." Varian stood up and finally expressed his stance, "You also know the importance of baggage to an army.
It’s so important that I think it’s safer to leave it to you.”
"If this is what you want, Your Majesty," Regan accepted this reason with dissatisfaction, "but please allow me to ask Duke Bolvar why he is not assisting Prince Anduin in Stormwind City at this moment, but has not received the call.
If you come to Theramore without any royal orders, does this mean you are ignoring your orders and authority?"
Bolvar's expression did not change at all. He seemed to have expected that Regan would use this to attack him: "You don't need to worry about this matter. The commander-in-chief of the Seventh Army, General Havers and Duke Leoric, have returned to Stormwind City.
, with the two of them in charge, no kid would dare to covet the Lion City."
"As for coming to Theramore without the emperor's order, I believe that His Majesty will explain it to you personally, but please remember that I am the supreme commander of this dragon-hunting battle now, and even His Majesty the King will temporarily obey
My order," Bolvar's tone was as terrifying as ten thousand years of ice, "and you, unruly young man, put away your arrogance that is inconsistent with your own strength, otherwise you will die ugly on the battlefield.
"
Regen snorted coldly and did not answer, seemingly acquiescing to Bolvar's arrangement.
"Okay, everyone," Varian stood up from his seat, and the officers present also stood up, "Now that everyone has clarified their tasks, I hope to see your troops at the campus in an hour.
Remember our mission, our only mission, is to kill the black dragon and take off her head."
"Yes! My Majesty!" All the generals responded in unison.
——The school grounds of Theramore seem to have not been so noisy for a long time. Nearly 10,000 soldiers gathered noisily in less than ten acres of open space. The chief officers of each army could not stop the excitement even if they shouted hoarsely.
guy quiet down
But when Varian appeared on the reviewing stand, all sounds miraculously disappeared in an instant.
"Warriors of Stormwind City and Theramore!" The Storm King, wearing a lion's armor, shouted in a deep voice. The thunderous voice dispersed the noise of nearly ten thousand people. "Today we are gathered here to eliminate threats.
The greatest enemy of human existence, the black terror that rules Dustwallow Marsh—Onyxia!"
"In the past battles, we paid a heavy price, and today will be our day of revenge! All the heroic spirits are protecting our battle flag in the sky!"
Varian's speech was brief and powerful. He drew his long sword and pointed at the location of the Black Dragon Swamp, "Forward! Storm Lion!"
The forward cavalry led by Bolvar responded with a bang, and more than two thousand spear cavalry turned their horses and swarmed out amidst the roar of the ground; the infantry and musketeers also lined up neatly under Phillips's loud urging.
Slowly walking out of Theramore City
"Your Majesty, please excuse me and leave first." Regan gave Varian a military salute, then flew onto his horse, "It's time to start loading the baggage. I wish you and all the generals a great victory."
Varian nodded and said with apology and relief: "Legen, no matter you are in front of the enemy or behind your comrades, your contribution is equally huge. Stormwind City will never forget your achievements."
The Storm King took a broad-edged long sword from his attendant, caressed the mottled inscriptions on it, and said with some emotion, "This sword was called the Storm Glaive before it was reforged. The Great Royal Sword, its predecessor
The owner is Anduin Lothar - the great warrior I regard as my father. Sir Lothar lost his life because of its breakage, but because of its inspiration, the Alliance finally defeated the Horde."
"Today I hand this sword to you. I hope you can reshape the soul of this once broken blade." Varian handed the sword to the flattered Regan. "Go, may my father's heroic spirit protect you."
, young paladin"
"I swear on my life, Your Majesty." Regan bowed deeply on his horse, and then ran towards the baggage train.
——When Reagan arrived at the camp, all the supplies and ammunition were unexpectedly loaded, and the recruit group was also organized and ready to set off.
"Soldier, where is your deputy captain?" Regen asked loudly on his horse
A leading noncommissioned officer recognized Regen and trotted over quickly: "Sir, all our equipment and supplies are ready, and we can leave now."
"Did your vice-captain lead you to load the car?"
"Unfortunately not, sir," the sergeant said helplessly, "it was commanded by a squad leader named Kevin from the 3rd Squadron. He seems to have borrowed a horse and gone looking for you."
Regen's face turned red, he coughed twice and said, "I know, I'll take care of it later, but have any of you seen Vice Captain Sophie?"
The sergeant and several other companions looked at each other: "We haven't seen Master Sophie since yesterday. Maybe you can go to the Elf Brigade and have a look. Maybe Master Sophie has gone to visit a fellow villager."
Regan nodded irritably and ordered the soldiers: "You guys stay where you are. If that Kevin comes back, ask him to lead you to follow the main force. I have to find your vice-captain."
"What are you looking for? I'm right here!" A carriage slowly stopped at the entrance of the camp, and Sophie and Jaina walked down calmly. However, Sophie, who was wearing tight leather armor, was not lucky.
Anna's ladylike taste
"You're such a troublesome girl," Regen finally breathed a sigh of relief and said helplessly, "You haven't seen anyone all night, and you still bother Ms. Gianna when it's time to set off. Am I going to be a father or a child?"
Boyfriend"
"Ha, then where did you go all night, my daddy Reagan?" Sophie retorted without hesitation with her hands on her waist.
"I..." Regan was speechless for a moment. He glanced at Gianna guiltily and said pretentiously, "Thank you for sending Sophie back in person, dear Ms. Gianna."
"It's nothing. Sophie drank a little too much and spent the night at my place last night. I'm sorry I didn't tell you." Jaina's pretty face turned slightly red. It was obvious that the female mage was not good at telling lies, especially when she brought a girl with her last night.
With the hickey on her neck, she spent the whole night talking to Sophie in fear.
"Okay, Sister Gianna, don't talk nonsense to him. Aren't you going to go with the supply camp? I just agree, I'm the vice-captain!" Sophie said enthusiastically, holding Gianna's arm.
The elf is very fond of this "enthusiastic" love mentor, but she doesn't know what the real intention of this big sister is
"Is this okay?" Jaina felt so hypocritical for the first time, and said with a blushing face, "Actually, I can go with His Majesty Varian, so I don't need to trouble you."
As the saying goes, a woman in love has a negative IQ. Except for Sophie, only a fool could not see what she was really thinking. Feeling the strange looks in the eyes of the soldiers, Regen secretly complained in his heart.
Although he himself is not afraid of being slandered, he is not willing to let Jaina endure more gossip.
Regan also knew in his heart that the female mage may not have truly fallen in love with him, but more of a love for Arthas. However, even so, he could not tolerate the contemptuous looks that others gave Jaina.
"Don't say that. I'm very honored to have a military engineer come to protect the train." Regen bowed slightly and extended his hand to Jaina without hesitation. "If you don't mind the trouble, just go with me."