After more than a year of development, the combat system of the Dark Blade Knights has basically taken shape. In addition to the brainless zombies and skeletons that will be temporarily summoned during the war, those responsible for ground operations at the bottom of the legion are called
The undead of "Infantry".
Generally speaking, their bodies are complete, equipped with simple weapons and armor, and have a certain amount of death energy in their bodies to ensure that they can move for a long time and can use simple necromancy combat techniques. However, due to various reasons
, resulting in their lack of thinking, making it difficult to carry out tactical tasks alone, their souls may not be complete, and the possibility of continued promotion is almost zero.
But they are not without value. The Dark Blade Knights summed up a set of infantry tactics in the war with the Crow People. The low-level death knights commanded 10-20 undead infantry to form the most basic combat unit. Since the undead infantry did not
They need to be awakened, so they will not consume the Death Knight's death spiritual power to maintain. And although they cannot think, they will be very obedient after receiving orders, making them very useful tool warriors.
In addition, in critical moments, the brainless zombies and skeletons temporarily awakened by the death knight, a basic combat unit can withstand the simultaneous attack of 30 arakkoa on the battlefield. If the combat unit is equipped with a dark warlock, they can persist.
The time will be longer.
The complete combat legion of the Dark Blade Knights consists of 1,500 lower-level death knights as basic commanders, 500 high-level death knights as mid-level commanders, commanded by a death lord, and will be equipped with a complete group of dark warlocks when necessary.
It is absolutely powerful in combat.
And for these alliances that have rashly stepped into Hellfire Citadel, the worst news is here... The Dark Blade Knights currently only have two complete battle groups. The first battle group wiped out the Crow People in the Arak Peaks.
, and the garrison battle group... is under the control of Death Lord Luminas, and their station is in Hellfire Fortress...
For more than a year, the Hellfire Fortress on the frontier was safe and quiet enough. Apart from decorating the interior of the Hellfire Fortress according to the requirements of the lord, these undead people spent most of their time with their
Like the lord, it is in a dormant state.
It is a situation similar to sleep. The body and mind stop moving completely, just like the state of death. Hibernation helps to preserve the state of the undead, especially the low-level undead, and can effectively ensure the integrity of their bodies.
, and with the natural growth of death energy, theoretically, the longer it sleeps, the stronger it will be after being awakened...
Of course, this is just a theory. If the low-level undead cannot control their thoughts while dormant, when they are awakened, they will directly fall into painful madness, and the undead will be considered useless.
Although Hellfire Lord Luminas has a perverse personality and is a bit crazy, she is a fully qualified death knight. Therefore, after noticing that the Alliance assassins had entered Hellfire Fortress, she immediately issued a defense order, but this
It doesn't prevent her from completing some of her own bad tastes.
"Let the wrestling... begin!"
After the death lord gave the order, the undead infantry, under the command of the death knight, rushed from all directions towards the alliance scouts defending in the center of the hall. Like the tide lapping on the rocks, the waves of non-stop charging made human beings
The warriors felt suffocated, and the infantry were no stronger than human warriors, but their advantage was that they were more durable than living warriors, had no fear, and were crazy enough to fight.
"Bang"
The three skeletal scimitars hit the large shields erected by the warriors hard, and sparks flew everywhere. The warrior who raised the shield to defend took a step back. The mage standing behind him waved his hands, and the scorching fireball wiped out
It flew out with the soldier's head, smashing the body of the undead infantry who raised the sword in front of him, knocking back the two skeletons next to him, and igniting their bodies. However, under the influence of the cold death energy, those flames were very
Almost extinguished.
Seeing the undead infantry limping up and continuing to attack, the warrior roared angrily, raised his shield and slapped the skeletal body at the front. The long sword in his hand drew a cold arc, and the other end was struck.
The skull's head was chopped off.
But he made a mistake.
He was facing the undead. Cutting off the head would not be fatal immediately. The soul fire in the eye sockets of the skeletal head that hit the ground flashed, and the body without the skull continued to attack. The rough skeleton scimitar in the hand was incredible in the warrior's hand.
In his eyes, he stabbed hard into his abdomen.
The blade was blocked by the thick leather armor, but it tore open the armor the next moment, leaving a hideous wound on his abdomen. The orc undead next to him wanted to make up for it, but the scorching holy light turned into a war hammer and struck hard.
It hit the undead orc on the head, igniting his entire body in an instant. The injured warrior was dragged back to the position with all hands and feet, and several priests began to treat him quickly.
Blood splashed everywhere... The smell of blood seemed to stimulate the surrounding undead infantry. They opened their rotten mouths and let out ugly roars. Their attacks became more violent. For a time, the defense circle of the alliance scout team was
Start zooming out quickly.
"Paladins! Dedication!"
Myra swung her long sword, a kind of spark dancing in the holy light, and chopped an undead infantry into pieces with one sword. The spark of the holy light ignited the skeletal body and completely purified it. He looked back and looked behind him more and more.
In a difficult position, he shouted and gave the order.
The next moment, 15 Holy Knights stepped forward and poured the hot holy light in their bodies into the ground under their feet. The hot and holy power of the holy light immediately illuminated the ground under their feet, making it overflowing with golden light.
Like burning, those undead souls that rashly stepped into this holy place were burned crazily, their movements became sluggish, and the sacred fire ignited their feet, and then quickly licked their dead bodies.
The weak death energy could not resist the scorching heat of the holy light, and melted rapidly like ice cubes exposed to the sun.
Taking this opportunity, the soldiers and mages of the scout team launched a counterattack. Amidst the blade storm and the beating magic halo, the scouts opened a gap in the tide of undead.
"Let's go! We can't stay here!"
Myra carried a stabbed priest girl on her back, waving a heavy sword to open the way ahead. Behind him, the mages called for a blizzard. The thick snowflakes slowed down the pursuit of the undead infantry, and the soldiers guarded them on both sides.
On the other side, the priest kept applying holy light protection to them, helping them kill the undead infantry one after another.
"Running away? How can this be done?"
The hollow and evil voice sounded again, and the lower-level death knights who had been standing at the entrance of the passage and had been motionless received the order. They waved their rune weapons and joined the fight.
The arrival of the death knights was a disaster for the scout team who struggled to escape. These knights, whose bodies and strength were strengthened by the energy of death and could use death combat skills, easily broke through the scouts' defense.
The warriors had to give up attacking and hold shields with both hands in order to be able to block the huge blows of these death knights. The death grips swaying in the wind and snow killed the protected mages and priests one after another.
Drag them into the sea of the undead.
"Ah! Get away! Get away!"
The mage girl who was dragged into the sea of the undead screamed. She looked at the ugly undead around her. She surged with magic power crazily. The purple magic blast blasted away the undead infantry around her, but in the blink of an eye, they were again.
A group of infantrymen rushed up. She only struggled for 2 seconds before her body was pierced by seven skeletal scimitars. Amid the roars of the undead, a young life perished.
But this is not the first casualty...
"puff"
The scimitar cut from the back tore through the thick leather armor. The warrior who had escaped death was half-kneeling on the ground in pain. He held up his shield, trying to defend himself against the slashes falling from all directions. This was of course not possible.
It's possible that, just in the blink of an eye, your whole body will become bruised and bruised.
The warrior surrounded by the undead struggled to raise his head. His face was covered with blood. A tall Draenei death knight stood in front of him, and his ruthless eyes were looking at him indifferently.
"ah!"
The warrior mustered up the last strength, swung the long sword in his hand, and slashed at the death knight in front of him, but the monster easily grabbed his wrist. The death knight raised his other hand, and in the flash of light of the rune sword,
In the middle, a head that remained unyielding until death flew into the sky.
“What a waste!”
Luminas looked dissatisfied and said:
"That warrior should have become a member of the Dark Blade Knights... He has the qualifications. Preserve his head and send his body back to Auchindoun... I hope he can join me after being recruited.
Under his command!"
"As you command! Lord."
As a result, the alliance scouts' formation was forcibly broken by the death knight. Only half of them escaped into the passage they came from, and the remaining half...were soon submerged by the rolling sea of undead.
Seeing the last paladin retreating into the passage, Luminas yawned. She stood up, moved her shoulders, and stretched out her hand. The death knight behind her immediately handed over two finely crafted rune swords.
The long black sword was decorated with roses and thorns. The Death Lord waved his sword, making a sharp whistle in the air.
She didn't change her armor, just turned around and walked into the darkness behind her in a well-made long skirt, her long fiery red hair that was carefully taken care of dancing in the darkness.
"I've slept for too long...it's time to move my body."
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"Hold on! Valina, hold on, we will reach the exit soon!"
Myra was carrying the injured priest girl on his back, with only three paladins left behind him. The escape was not smooth. After the undead were awakened, the originally quiet and dead fortress was full of undead activities.
.
Paladin Myra Dawn Blade found in despair that they almost ran into the center of the undead trap.
Facing a huge number of undead, fighting to the death is the stupidest choice. He must bring the truth about Hellfire Fortress back to the commanders. The seemingly peaceful Hellfire Peninsula hides a huge crisis. Once in this fortress
If all the undead go into battle, the 5,500 expeditionary soldiers will be drowned in an instant... This is a death trap!
"Ahem, Myra, Mr. Myra."
The seriously injured priest girl said to Myra with difficulty: "Leave me alone. I am a priest. I know my situation. I can't survive anymore."
"Don't say that, we will take you out. Master Cliff is in the camp. He is a bishop-level priest. He will definitely be able to rescue you!"
Myra comforted the desperate priest girl and led the paladin towards the spiral staircase they came from. After they stepped through the quiet passage and before leading to the fortress gate, what awaited them were fully armed Broken warriors and
Two shamans with lightning sparks all over their bodies.
Under their feet, there were already the corpses of several mages and warriors.
"By the orders of Lord Tyrion and Chief Akama!"
The Broken Shaman took a step forward, and the beating flames formed a scorching fire element around him. The twisted and hunched Broken Shaman shouted loudly:
"No one can leave here!"
"No"
Myra took a step back with difficulty. He put aside the priest girl who had begun to cry behind him, patted her shoulder, then stood up and stood with the two paladins behind him. They drew their weapons and planned to fight to the death.
Give it a try.
This gesture of resistance made the Broken Shaman reveal a sinister smile on his ugly face. He waved his hand, and a dozen Gray Tongue warriors behind him stepped forward and surrounded the three paladins.
"Those who resist, die!"
A deadly battle between the two sides was about to break out, and just when Myra raised her sword and wanted to fight back, a sharp voice suddenly sounded in the darkness.
"stop!"
The voice sounded a little childish, but when they heard the voice, the Gray Tongue warriors all took a step back. The shaman's eyes were a little unwilling, but in the end, he waved his hand to disperse the fire element and turned to look at the people from the side.
A small figure stepped out of the darkness.
"Ms. Ella, what are you doing?"
The Broken One asked in a low voice. Myra turned around and saw a dwarf wearing a black and white dress, a tall gentleman's hat, and holding a cane standing at the entrance of the passage. She waved her head in command.
Cane, said loudly:
"This is the death lord's order. These humans will become prisoners to explore the tactical purposes and members of the alliance. This is very necessary for our master!"
After saying that, the dwarf took a step forward maliciously. She was very short, but she squinted her eyes and looked at the Broken Shaman in front of her. She asked in a deep voice:
"Are you going to rebel against your master's will? Do you dare to put your own preferences before the master's will? It seems that you will soon have a place in the Auchindoun Necropolis! You bastard!"
"That's not what I meant! I am extremely loyal to the Dark Blade!"
The Shaman of the Broken took a step back in panic. He pointed at the paladins of Myra and said:
