Reggie Donghan died in battle, which was a huge blow to the army of the undead. Unlike the armies of other intelligent creatures, the army of the undead is driven by necromancers and wizards, and lichs can also be counted in a sense.
Zuo is a necromancer.
The supreme commander was beheaded before the battle, and the indigenous coalition forces were full of momentum. So Prell gave an order, and countless soldiers rushed over from the rear and charged towards the remaining undead army.
So some necromancers turned around and started to run away, leading all the undead soldiers to flee with them. Outside the battlefield of Malorne Sanctuary, the situation once again turned into the situation in the later stages of the battle to defend Azshara.
From the time Prell led the team to destroy the four summoning circles to the killing of Reiki, the winter cold triggered the retreat of the undead army, it only took about an hour. However, for Jaina, this was tantamount to the longest journey in her life.
One night.
Just an hour ago, she and her human troops had been pushed to the point of despair. Even at the most dangerous moment, there were less than two hundred soldiers around her who were resisting tenaciously. However, an hour later, the situation took a turn.
, now the undead army was defeated and began to flee.
At this time, it was about midnight. Prell did not order to pursue too far. Instead, he detached a force and began to clean the battlefield and treat the wounded on the spot.
In less than half an hour of counterattack, or just to assist him and Lexa, Lao Chen killed Reiki. In less than 10 minutes in the cold winter, the indigenous coalition lost hundreds of brave soldiers.
soldiers.
No matter what, the strength of the undead army is not small, and the quality of the undead army brought by Regi Winter Cold this time is completely different from what was encountered in the battle to defend Azshara.
Pandaren Lao Chen was careful, so he was left behind by Prell to take care of the troops sent out to pursue them and clean up the battlefield. Prell led the people towards Malorne Sanctuary, preparing to meet up with the remaining human army.
"We found an injured human!" Several harpy scouts hugged a human warrior and rushed to Prell's side.
By lighting the torch, Prell saw that this was a paladin with gorgeous armor. The armor on his chest was badly damaged. Although he was unconscious, he still held a broken sword in his hand.
There was a black wound on his cheek that was constantly emitting shadow energy, but the weak holy light surged in his body and was fighting against the shadow energy. Prell smiled, raised his hand and said "Exorcism", and then
"Flash of Holy Light".
The wound on the cheek that should have been scratched by the ghoul's claws, the black energy was immediately dissipated, leaving only a faint scar.
"Don't worry, this guy is a paladin. He is protected by the Holy Light. He will be fine!" Prell said jealously, noticing that the harpies were not looking away from the still unconscious paladin.
This paladin is a handsome young man. He has blond hair and smooth and fair skin. The dirt stained by the battle has been carefully wiped clean by several harpy scouts. No matter what kind of aesthetics Prell has
From a point of view, this guy can be called "handsome".
Although Prell spoke, several harpy scouts still worked together to hold the unconscious paladin. Preel was about to use his "eye of observation" to check, so that the harpies could completely rest assured.
I heard Jaina's delighted voice: "Is it Chief Prell? Thank you for your help!"
Prell had to turn around, and then he saw Jaina being supported by a human female priest and walking over, so he asked with concern: "Ms. Jaina, how are you?"
Jaina shook her head: "I'm fine, I just over-cast the spell and lost my strength!" Although the appearance of Prell and the indigenous coalition forces attracted Reggie Donghan away, he still left his army to continue attacking the remaining humans.
army.
"Thank you for saving Lieutenant Marcus Jonathan. He is probably the only remaining paladin in our Theramore army!" Jaina noticed that Prell was hugged tightly by several harpies behind her.
The paladin looked at it with concern and said gratefully.
"Marcus Jonathan!?" Prell's eyes widened, he turned his head with difficulty, and took a look with his "eye of observation". He actually felt as excited as seeing the legend with his own eyes!
"I'm sorry, this may be a little rude, but we are too tired. Let's sit down and talk!" Jaina noticed that the hands of the female priest who was supporting her were shaking. It was obvious that she was tired, so she said.
She didn't notice Prior's strange expression. If it were daytime, she would definitely be able to see many different emotions in Prior's eyes when he looked at Marcus Jonathan.
"Okay! Okay!" Prell finally came to his senses and nodded repeatedly. A human soldier came forward and spread a carpet on the ground. Jaina sat down on her knees and kept rubbing her calves.
"These legs are so beautiful!" Prell exclaimed, but Jaina misunderstood Prell's direct gaze and thought he was caring about her. She smiled and said, "This is when I was killed by a ghoul in the battle."
The attack is here, just rest for a while and you’ll be fine!”
She had just seen the figures of Prell and Reggie Donghan fighting in the distance. She was extremely grateful to Preel for leading the indigenous coalition forces to arrive in time. Now, the impression of Prell in her mind was just right.
Naturally, she couldn't guess the dirty thoughts in Prell's heart right now.
"That's good! That's good!" Prell quickly withdrew his gaze. There were some things that he could just think about, but it was just a thought. He also reflected on his dirty thoughts.
"How did you show up here? Are there any reinforcements behind you?" Jaina asked eagerly, and Prell recounted the past few days since Azshara left. Jaina sighed and smiled bitterly.
Get up: "I originally thought that Theramore could hold on for a few more days, but we were crippled by the undead army. It was really..."
Prell shook his head: "If the indigenous coalition faced such a powerful force, believe me, we wouldn't be able to hold on for even a day!"
Jaina smiled bitterly again: "Thank you for your comfort!" Prell said: "This is not comfort, but a fact! The ammunition supplies we carried have almost been used up. In fact, since the battle of Azshara, we have all
No supplies have been delivered, so humans have performed well enough and are strong enough. You deserve the respect of every race in Azeroth who is willing to defend the world!"
It wasn't that he deliberately said compliments in front of Jaina, but when he walked all the way from the rear and saw the densely packed undead corpses all over the ground, he knew how much the human race had paid.
Although not many corpses of human soldiers were found, Marcus Jonathan was completely lucky. That was because most of the corpses of human soldiers who died in battle were transformed by the undead on the spot, but Prell basically swept them away.
At a glance, he saw the number of exhausted human soldiers scattered behind Jaina, and he probably guessed their casualties.
The pursuing indigenous coalition forces quickly returned. Although they have night vision capabilities and are familiar with night fighting, Mount Hyjal has not yet been fully invaded by the Burning Legion. The vegetation here is still lush and jungles are everywhere. If the undead want to hide, they must
Very easy thing.
So Jaina and Prell began to count the casualties, and finally discovered that the indigenous coalition lost more than 300 soldiers from various clans in the first battle, and most of them were during the battle between Prell and Reggie Donghan.
He died fighting to contain the undead army.
Compared with Theramore's human army, the war dead of the indigenous coalition at least retained their corpses, because Reki Winterhan was killed before the necromancers had time to convert the corpses into use.
As for Theramore's human army, it was really miserable. Jaina brought out nearly 5,000 soldiers, and after two days and two nights of continuous fighting, only a little more than 2,000 survived.
Prell once again looked at Jaina and all humans with admiration. He was able to endure a loss of nearly 60% without collapsing. What kind of army is this!
Because she was too tired, Jaina apologized to Prell and retreated to the rear to rest. The human army soldiers who had persisted for so long also lay down on the spot and fell asleep.
The task of guarding was naturally handed over to the indigenous coalition forces. Rather than saying this was the trust that humans placed in Prell and the indigenous people, it was better to say that they had consumed too much energy and could no longer hold on!
After killing Reki Winterhan, Prell was directly promoted to level 3. Obviously, this person's strength is far inferior to Mannoroth. In addition, Prell also participated in killing so many undead, but he only gained level 3.
With experience, one can imagine how powerful Mannoroth is.
Now that Prell's physical strength and mana were full, he took the initiative to take on the work of keeping vigil, allowing as many indigenous soldiers as possible to rest.
There was no talk all night. At almost dawn, Lao Chen took over Prell's work, so Prell fell asleep. The climate in Mount Hyjal was warm, and even at night, it was not very cold, so Prell slept well.
Very stable.
But he was awakened by bursts of crying, which came from the human camp not far away. Soon, scouts reported to him and Lao Chen that it was because there were more than a hundred human warriors who fell asleep after falling asleep.
Never woke up again.
Obviously, two consecutive days and two nights of fighting consumed too much effort and energy from these human warriors. Prell was silent for a long time. He was really shocked by the behavior of human beings.
At this moment, he finally realized that the love for his homeland, the love for his world, and his willingness to sacrifice his life to defend his homeland and world. Such great races and individuals exist in all intelligent races with basic morals and qualities.
between.
It was about morning at this time. Since he was woken up, Prell was no longer sleepy, but he soon noticed that the blond-haired, extremely handsome Paladin Marcus had woken up from his coma and was about to
Lying lazily on the lap of a harpy scout, he weakly drank the porridge that another scout brought to his mouth.
"Fuck!" Prell suddenly became angry and was about to scold and stop Marcus from this shameless behavior, but Gonzalo Swift Wind suddenly flew back: "Warchief, an army of orcs has appeared.
It's near the Dark Lake in the north, and it can take up to two hours to arrive!"
Prior stood up and saw Braylin Firefist walking around with her hellhound pet like a dog, so she leaned over and pouted in the direction of Marcus: "Brylin, I
I think you should warn those harpy scouts, some behaviors are always inappropriate and not very good-looking!"
Braylin chuckled: "It seems you are envious of that handsome young man!" Prell sighed: "To be honest, this guy is a love saint who goes around messing around with women. I just don't want those harpies.
The girls were just deceived!"
Braylin laughed even louder: "Don't you still know the customs of the harpies? How could the Holy Light tell you such boring things? So, you are still envious, right?"
Prior turned around and left. He felt that talking to smart people was indeed a brain-consuming task.