Legend of Warcraft

Chapter 324 Emergency Rescue

Andy felt a pain in his heart, not an ordinary pain.Although he and Kael'thas are not the same kind of people, but he thinks that Kael'thas is not bad, at least much better than Alsace, a prince who has no airs in front of ordinary people will always win the favor of others.

From Silvermoon City at the beginning to Dalaran later, Kael'thas was an example. Andy firmly believed that he could lead his people well, but now he put himself on the edge of the abyss. If he jumped down, he would not know.

"Still thinking about Kael'thas?" Fording turned around and asked. He didn't care much about Kael'thas running away with Naga.It's just a high elf, so just leave. Anyway, even if you stay in your own team, it will be troublesome.

Andy nodded and didn't speak. His opinion is very different from Fording's. Kael'thas' departure is a loss. Only Andy knows how deep his hatred for the undead is. If he stays, it will be a loss. Extremely strong combat power.

But it's useless to think about it too much. If you leave, you won't be able to come back, especially someone like Kael'thas, who doesn't have that superior attitude on the surface, but still has pride in his heart.

The Silver Hand led by Andy and Fording has already entered the Eastern Plaguelands, which has become the home of the undead due to the existence of Stratholme.

"Andy, look!" Fording looked up abruptly, and saw a huge fortress whizzing through the air from a distance from them.

Andy looked surprised: "Naxxramas!" His exclamation aroused everyone's surprise, and they all looked at Andy.

"Do you know what that is?" Fording looked at Andy and asked.

Andy coughed, concealed his embarrassment, and said, "That should be the battle fortress of the undead, a large cemetery called Naxxramas."

Fording took a breath, a large cemetery! "So this thing came with many undead?" Fording's face was gloomy, and the development of the incident was completely beyond his expectations.

"Where is the direction it flew to?" Andy asked looking into the distance.

"That should be the direction of the chapel." A paladin ended up talking.

"Chapel?" Andy and Fording glanced at each other. Isn't that the end of the Silver Dawn people? "So, the people of Silver Dawn really did something, and the undead started to pay attention to them?" Andy looked surprised, but he remembered clearly that those people's force was not strong.

"Go, speed up!" Fording waved his hand, "We must arrive at the chapel before dark!"

Everyone clamped their stomachs and rushed towards the direction of the chapel without making a sound. Andy and Fording only hoped that Naxxramas would fly slower so that they would have time to catch up.

A team of 300 people ran non-stop for six hours before they vaguely saw the shadow of the chapel. Most of the horses had already begun to lose their strength.Andy looked up at the sky, and Naxxramas stopped not too far from the chapel. The chapel is still there but he doesn't know what's going on.

"North!" Andy called from behind, "Go and see what's going on." North was the scout. He agreed and approached the chapel in a roundabout way.

The others stopped where they were and rested, so that the horses could rest and recover their strength.If the chapel is already surrounded by undead, then the horses need to charge for a while.

"Sir, there are not a large number of undead. There are only small groups of undead sent from Naxxramas, which are constantly attacking the chapel." North reported back an hour later, "But judging from the scene, those in the chapel can still survive." Deal with it for a while.”

Andy nodded and looked at Fording.Fording glanced at the others and said: "Rest for another half an hour, and after half an hour, we will attack the undead in the chapel and try to disperse them."

The order has been issued, and everyone has to get off their horses so that the horses can better recover their strength.Half an hour later, the [-] Knights of the Silver Hand rushed towards the chapel on horseback with their weapons raised.

The war horse ran faster and faster, and when it reached the undead, its speed had reached a peak.After an hour and a half, the undead gradually surrounded the chapel.The undead on the outermost layer were the first to be hit and flew out by the horses, and the siege of the undead disaster that had not yet formed immediately collapsed.

The horses rushing past pierced through the undead on the other side, and the entire undead team was rushed through several huge gaps, which looked like vacuum zones from a height.

Maxwell was already anxious, and the continuous appearance of undead gave them a lot of pressure. Although the people of Silver Dawn dealt with these undead was not difficult, but his people needed to be rotated and could not fight endlessly.But the attack frequency of the undead is getting higher and higher, which has already made their rotation flustered.

The knights who rushed out turned back on their horses and rushed back in the opposite direction. The undead who had been separated were immediately thrown into pieces again.

"Your Excellency, look! It's them, the Silver Hand!" A priest next to Maxwell said excitedly, pointing at the knights passing back and forth, "They must have seen the fortress in the sky and came to rescue us. "

Maxwell secretly heaved a sigh of relief. If the Silver Hand stayed half an hour at night, the current chapel would have become a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

"Hello, we meet again!" Fording walked to Maxwell and said with a smile.

"Thank you for your help, Silver Dawn will remember you!" Maxwell bowed to Fording and said gratefully.

"You're welcome, we were planning to go to the chapel to see if there is anything we can help, but we saw that thing on the way here." Fording said, pointing to Naxxramas not far away, "See it When the time comes, we will run over quickly.”

After Fording finished speaking, he looked back, and the undead that had surrounded him had almost been cleared away, and the rest were those who had just joined the battle, so there was nothing to worry about, the knights of the Knights would let them know how powerful they were.

"Please come in." Maxwell made a gesture of invitation and walked into the chapel first.

Fording and Andy, who had just walked over, followed him in. There were still many wounded lying on the ground or on the door panels in the chapel.

"Are they injured?" Andy was startled. If they were injured by the undead, then these people would be really dangerous.

Maxwell smiled lightly and said: "Don't be nervous, we have a spell that can remove the undead plague from the undead human body, but it consumes a lot of mana."

Then he glanced at these people and continued: "Some of them are scattered soldiers, and some of them are also nearby civilians."

Andy nodded and continued to follow Maxwell inside.

"Please take a seat, you two." Maxwell pointed to the chair and said, "We have already cleared away the small groups of undead around us, but we didn't expect such a thing to fly in today. It is really frustrating. "

"It doesn't matter, we will fight against that fortress together with you." Fording said with a smile, "We..."

Before he finished speaking, a young man covered in blood ran in from the door, holding a note tightly in his hand.After seeing Maxwell, he fell to the ground with a plop, and stubbornly handed the note in front of Maxwell.

Maxwell took the blood-stained note and couldn't help but be shocked when he opened it eagerly!
(End of this chapter)