Just when Gul'dan began to carry out another conspiracy against Tyrion, the death knight knew nothing about it, and he had no way of knowing that the important existence on the other side of his life that had been separated would be changed because of him.
, what kind of pain you suffer.
At this time, he was far away from the frontline battlefield and was searching for his favorite soul in the ruins of the destroyed elven stronghold of Desom.
The first batch of death knights created by Gul'dan and Talon Bloodfiend were called "Plate Warlocks" by Tyrion with disdain. They simply stuffed the souls that were still intact into them in a rough way.
There is no skill in letting the soul that is not dead control the dead body to fight in another body.
Because even if the soul of a warlock is thrown into the body of a knight, their fighting method is still the way of a warlock. You cannot expect these spellcasters to become excellent warriors overnight. This is why Talon Bloodfiend died.
The reason why the Knights were defeated head-on by the Knights of the Silver Hand.
Spellcasters inherently lack the will to fight their enemies to the death. From this aspect, they are actually very weak.
Even with the bodies of knights, they cannot fight as bravely as knights. The combination of magic and power looks beautiful, but in fact it is impossible to coexist at all.
"That's why I don't want a warlock or a mage!"
Tyrion reached out and lifted up the collapsed ruins in front of him, revealing the bodies of the rangers who died heroically under the ruins. The ranger captain who should have stayed here, even if her body was torn apart by sharp blades and her life was taken away, she was covered in blood.
His face still showed the anger of fighting back, and his unyielding will seemed to shine in those eyes that could not be closed.
Yes, it's her!
This is a female ranger captain. There are many such female rangers in the Farstrider Legion. The famous Windrunner family is rich in excellent female rangers, and the female rangers of the Farstrider Legion are also known as Windrunners.
As a role model.
"What I want is you! What I want is a true warrior!"
Tyrion flipped his fingers, and the death energy in his body surged out, dragging the corpse from the ruins into the square next to him. This was his favorite soul, which died in a warrior's posture. After being recruited by death,
She will also be resurrected with the soul and body of a warrior to fight for Tyrion again!
Strength can be learned and grown...but only the essence of the soul cannot be changed by death. Even after being resurrected, a coward will still be a coward, while a warrior has a high chance of becoming a qualified death knight.
Tyrion looked at the corpse at his feet with satisfaction. It was still intact, and the elf's special physique prevented the corpse from rotting or deteriorating. Even after death, she still retained her beauty, and looked even thinner, with a sense of death.
The gloomy look completely met his requirements for choosing a death knight.
He squatted down and took out the materials he carried with him from the pocket on his waist before performing a simple recruitment ceremony. This was the first knight he found in this long night. He was not in a hurry. The war between the orcs and the elves
It would last for a long time, and he had enough time to make a careful selection. This was also the most important goal for him to agree to Orgrim's request and come to Quel'Thalas.
"Every seat in the Dark Blade Knights is prepared for true warriors...I don't want rubbish."
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And while Tyrion was busy with his evil cause in the ruins filled with cold death, in the darkness not far from Dysholme, a mixed force of paladins and rangers set out from Stratholme,
He was rushing along the road of Yongsong Forest as quickly as possible towards the battlefield where the orcs and elves were fighting.
Quel'Thalas' request for help was finally recognized by Terenas Menethil, the old king of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, so the paladins who were training in Stratholme were waiting for the great knight who had urgently returned from the front line.
Under the leadership of Layan, they rushed to Quel'Thalas to support the elves' war.
100 Paladins, 200 heavily armored knights, and the 1,500-man infantry regiment that just set off from the rear. This is the first batch of assistance from the Kingdom of Lordaeron. To be honest, for the current 50,000 elves and orcs,
On the battlefield, it is simply a drop in the bucket.
"The human kingdom lacks sincerity! You clearly have three idle legions in the Stratholme area! But you are only willing to send out token troops!"
The Quel'Thalas ranger Alleria Windrunner, who was leading the way for the knights, had a very dissatisfied light in her eyes. She looked indifferently at the somewhat embarrassed high knight Turalyon beside her. She shook her head and whispered.
:
"Tyrion once told me that you are not worthy of trust! Now...I am beginning to believe him!"
"The three legions commanded by Marshal Gatheris are to guard against the attack of the orcs..."
High Knight Turalyon explained:
"The orcs may break through the hilly battlefield at any time. Once they enter Lordaeron, we can only rely on Marshal Gatheris and his legions."
"You ask us to join the alliance, but when our country is in danger, you are unwilling to take risks to rescue us. Is this how humans understand the "alliance"?"
Alleria grabbed the reins of Quel'dorei's horse and retorted:
"Obviously as long as we help Quel'Thalas repel the orcs, our mages will be free to completely ensure the safety of the Stratholme area connected to Quel'Thalas. Even I can see the situation clearly. I don't
Do you believe your king can’t see clearly?”
Faced with this irrefutable view, Turalyon shook his head in embarrassment:
"We can't deduce what the big shots think, but at least the Knights of the Silver Hand are sincerely helping you... and I, I will protect you, Alleria."
In these last words, there was a hint of hidden warmth in Turalyon's voice. Obviously, this great knight had an undisguised affection for the ranger lady around him. In fact, when he saw Alleria for the first time,
At that moment, he felt his heart beating.
Alleria paid no attention to this faint overture. On the one hand, she was very anxious because the orcs were in the Golden Palace of Quel'Thalas. On the other hand, she could not accept it again until Tyrion was forgotten at least.
Another man came into her heart.
Considering the long lifespan of the elves, this time may be measured in hundreds of years... Well, this may be bad news for the upright Paladin Turalyon.
"etc!"
When passing by the ruins of Desom, the great knight suddenly reined in his horse, and the running paladins all stopped in place. The great knight looked back at the ruins in the darkness not far away,
A trace of doubt flashed across his face.
"What's wrong?"
Alleria also pulled the reins of the horse. She looked back at Turalyon, who stretched out his hand to signal her not to speak.
"This feeling...is very similar to the residual energy in the hilly forest. Someone is there! And it's probably one of those weird death knights!"
Turalyon closed his eyes and felt the vibration of the weak death energy coming from the darkness, which caused the holy light in his body to actively expand to resist this completely opposite energy.
"Let's go over and take a look!"
Turalyon drove his war horse and was about to rush towards the ruins of Desom, but was stopped by Alleria. The ranger looked at Turalyon and said in a deep voice:
"There is a battle going on on the front line. We don't have time to waste in these ruins. Dysom was breached 13 days ago, and there are no enemies inside!"
"No! You don't understand, Alleria, this matter is very important to us!"
Turalyon looked at Alleria's beautiful face. He couldn't bear it, but he still gritted his teeth and explained:
"Four days ago, the Grand Knight of the Knights of the Silver Hand, Gavin Ladd. General Doom, was ambushed and killed by a group of death knights, but it represented not only the hatred of the paladins, but also those weird death knights.
..They are very dangerous! If they cannot be eradicated in time, once their number increases, it will be a disaster for this war and even the world!"
Alleria wanted to say something else, but Turalyon shook his head and stopped the ranger's objection. He said in a deep voice:
"And I haven't told you before. The survivors on the battlefield told us that the leader of those death knights...is named Tyrion!"
"What did you say!"
Alleria's face became extremely ugly. She asked in a hoarse voice, word by word, which contained undisguised anger. Obviously, the truth told by Turalyon angered the ranger.
"You are provoking Windrunner! Turalyon, you are doing a dangerous thing!"
Facing Alleria's anger, Turalyon sighed. At this time, his impression in Alleria's mind must have completely collapsed, but even so, he was still unwilling to retreat. He pointed to death ahead.
The ruins of Desom were becoming more and more energetic. He said in a deep voice:
"If you don't believe it, then come and have a look with me! I don't want to let the heroes who died in the battle suffer from such rumors. If Tyrion is really important to you, you should confirm the truth yourself and pay him back.
Innocent, isn’t it?”
"Okay! I'll go with you!"
The ranger no longer objected, and the next moment, 10 paladins and Alleria, led by Turayan, rushed towards the ruins of Desom in the darkness, while the other knights, led by the ranger Kassel Brightwing
Get off and continue rushing to the frontline battlefield.
At the same time, Tyrion's awakening of the warriors has reached the final step.
He put away his own death energy, took a few steps back, and looked at the body of the ranger that had begun to revive in front of him. He was waiting for the resurrection of the angry soul in front of him. The psychics of the Shadow Moon Clan are the real masters of awakening sleeping souls.
As Tyrion has inherited this knowledge, it is easy to do this.
But this is also risky. Just like the time in the hills before, not all resurrected souls are willing to accept the reality of death. Now that the psychic technique of awakening the dead has not yet been perfected, every time the death knight is awakened,
For Tyrion, it's like a gamble.
And his current companion, Grokush, is a pure warrior. He even learned the use of death energy very slowly and painfully. Although Serent Firewing has made rapid progress in this aspect, he is still proud after death.
, and the death knight who still doesn’t trust Tyrion is unwilling to do these things, so Tyrion can only come in person.
"Buzz"
After waiting in the darkness for a moment, the female ranger who died heroically in the orc invasion suddenly opened her eyes, meeting Tyrion's ice-blue eyes and Grokush and Serent's gray eyes.
It was different. When this death knight turned over and stood up, her eyes were dangerously red.
This means that this soul is very angry, and death has permanently left this part of anger in his soul, making her soul no longer peaceful and eager for killing and destruction. This is different from the death knights of Talon Gorefiend.
The situation is very similar.
"My sister...welcome to join the Dark Blade Knights!"
Tyrion didn't care about this small problem. He stretched out his hand towards the resurrected death knight in front of him, but the latter smashed it away with disdain.
"Don't touch me with your dirty hands! Who are you? I remember...I remember that I have..."
The female ranger with a bad temper rubbed her forehead. She looked around. The positions and homes she once remembered had been turned into ruins. The memory of her death in battle revived in her mind. This painful memory made her scream.
Made a groan.
"Me? My name is Tyrion. Blade of Dawn, Lord of the Dark Blade Knights!"
Tyrion took a step back, not caring about the indifference of his new friend. He looked at the ranger with long fiery red hair in front of him and said softly:
"Your memory did not lie to you, you are dead! You were killed by the orcs. I will keep the story short. I recruited you to become the Dark Blade Knight, and then you can happily kill the orcs you saw. Now they are attacking Quelsa
Lars, you can find a lot of orcs, and you can vent your anger as much as you want! This is your freedom!"
"Shut up! Leave me alone!"
The resurrected ranger screamed, Tyrion shrugged, and shut his mouth obediently. It would be better for her to slowly accept the current situation.
"I can feel... Quel'Thalas and I have nothing to do with each other anymore!"
After a moment, the female ranger raised her head. She picked up her lost bow from the ruins nearby, and then said in the death knight's unique hoarse voice:
"I have already died for it once, and this kind of resurrection is exactly what I want! If I am destined to live like this, I have to kill a few orcs first to get rid of the anger."
She habitually reached out to brush her long hair and looked at Tyrion:
"Listen! Me! Luminas Yanghen! I'm going to kill those greenskins now, no matter who you are! No matter who you were before! As long as you go to kill the orcs with me, I will join you and whatever
What kind of knighthood, do you agree?"
"Well...it seems you have a very open mind about death."
Tyrion shrugged, took off the bow from his back, and threw the longbow engraved with runes to the new knight Luminas in front of him:
"Use this, accept the new power of the Death Knight, and get used to the new way of life. You will soon know that it is nothing. As for killing the orcs, I am happy to help you, my lady."
Three minutes later, Tyrion and the new knights walked out of the ruins of Desom, only to see a group of paladins rushing towards them, as well as the woman who made his calm thoughts ripple again, that familiar woman.
"so troublesome!"
Tyrion rubbed his forehead, and drew out the heavy sword from behind with his backhand. Luminas beside him also raised her bow. A conflict that Tyrion least wanted to face was inevitable.
The moment Tyrion saw Alleria, Alleria also saw the two figures in front of the dark ruins of Desom. This time, Tyrion was not wearing a mask. His cold and thin face was completely
Unlike the face of a living person, the surging and evil energy of death completely fell into Alleria's eyes.
Windrunner, who was never confused on the battlefield, all her emotions and will collapsed at this moment.
