Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 169 7. Step into the trap【40100】

After more than a year of development, the combat system of the Dark Blade Knights has basically taken shape. Except for the mindless walking corpses and skeletons that will be temporarily summoned during the war, the lowest level of the legion is responsible for ground combat. 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 they can use simple necromancer combat techniques, but due to various reasons , leading to the lack of their thinking, it is difficult to carry out tactical tasks alone, the soul may not be complete, and the possibility of continuing to advance 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 arakkoa. The low-level death knights command 10-20 necromancer infantry to form the most basic combat unit. It needs to be awakened, so it 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, and they are very useful tool fighters.

In addition to the brainless walking corpses and skeletons temporarily awakened by the death knight in critical moments, a basic combat unit can resist the simultaneous attack of 30 arakkoa on the battlefield. If a combat unit is equipped with a dark warlock, they can persist time will be longer.

The complete combat army of the Dark Blade Knight consists of 1,500 low-level death knights as the grassroots commanders, 500 high-level death knights as the middle-level commanders, and is commanded by a death lord. If necessary, it will also be equipped with a complete dark magician group. It can definitely be called a powerful combat power.

And for these alliances who have rashly stepped into Hellfire Fortress, the worst news is here... The Dark Blade Knights currently only have two complete battle groups. The first battle group wiped out the arakkoa , and the Garrison Group...is under the control of the Death Lord Luminas, and their base is in Hellfire Citadel...

For more than a year, the Hellfire Citadel on the frontier was safe and quiet enough. Apart from decorating the interior of the Hellfire Citadel as requested by the lord, these undead spent most of their time with their Like the lord, it is in a dormant state.

It was a situation similar to sleep. The body and mind completely stopped moving, just like a dead state. Dormancy helps to preserve the state of the undead, especially the low-level undead, which can effectively ensure the integrity of their bodies , and with the natural growth of death energy, theoretically speaking, the longer the dormant time, the stronger the strength after being awakened...

Of course, this is just a theory. If the low-level undead can't control their thinking during hibernation, when they are awakened, they will directly fall into painful madness, and the undead will be regarded as abolished.

And even though Hellfire Lord Luminas has a perverted personality and is a bit crazy, she is a fully qualified death knight. Therefore, after realizing that the alliance assassins 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 gladiatorial...begin!

At the order of the death lord, the necromancer infantry, under the command of the death knight, rushed from all directions to the alliance scouts defending the center of the hall, just like the tide lapping on the rocks, the waves of non-stop charges made the humans The soldiers felt suffocated, and the infantry were not stronger than human fighters, but their advantage was that they were more resistant to beating than living fighters, and they were not afraid, so they were crazy enough to fight.

boom

Three skeleton scimitars slammed fiercely on the large shields erected by the soldiers, and jumping sparks splashed everywhere. The warrior who raised the shield to defend took a step back, and the mage standing behind him waved his hands, and the scorching fireball wiped The soldiers' heads flew out, smashing the bodies of the necromancer infantry who raised their sabers in front of them, smashing back the two bones next to them, and igniting their bodies, but under the action of the cold death energy, those flames were very weak. Extinguish quickly.

Seeing the undead infantry limping up and continuing to attack, the soldier let out a roar, held up his shield and slapped it hard on the skeleton body at the front. The long sword in his hand drew a cold arc, and the other end The skeleton's head was chopped off.

But he made a mistake.

What he was facing was the undead. Cutting off the head would not be fatal immediately. The soul fire in the eye sockets of the skull that hit the ground flashed, and the body without the skull continued to attack. In his gaze, he stabbed fiercely into his abdomen.

The blade was blocked by the thick leather armor, but the armor was torn off the next moment, leaving a hideous wound on his abdomen. The orc necromancer next to him wanted to make up for it, but the scorching holy light turned into a war hammer and slammed It smashed on the head of the orc necromancer, igniting his entire body in an instant, and the injured warrior was also hurriedly dragged back to the position, and several priests began to heal him quickly.

Blood splattered everywhere... The smell of blood seemed to stimulate the surrounding necromancers. They opened their decayed mouths and let out an ugly roar. Their attacks became more violent. For a while, the defensive circle of the alliance scout team Start zooming out quickly.

Paladins! Consecrate!

Myra swung the long sword, and in the spark of the holy light, the sword smashed a necromancer infantry. The spark of the holy light ignited the skeletal body and completely purified it. Difficult position, he shouted and issued an order.

The next moment, the 15 paladins took a step forward and poured the scorching holy light in their bodies onto the ground under their feet. The scorching and holy power of the holy light immediately sanctified the ground under their feet, making it overflowing with golden light. Like burning, those undead who stepped into this holy place rashly were burned crazily, their movements became slow, the sacred fire ignited their feet, and then quickly licked their dead bodies.

The weak death energy couldn't resist the scorching heat of the holy light, and it melted away rapidly like an ice cube that had encountered sunlight.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the fighters and mages of the scouting team launched a wave of counterattacks. In the storm of sharp blades and the dancing magic halo, the scouts opened a gap in the tide of undead.

Go! You can't stay here!

Myra carried a stabbed priest girl on her back and opened the way ahead with her heavy sword. Behind him, the mages called for a blizzard, and the heavy snowflakes slowed down the pursuit of the necromancer infantry. On the side, the priest kept protecting them from the holy light, helping them to kill one after another of the necromancers.

Are you going to run away? How can this work?

The hollow and evil voice sounded again, and the lower-level death knights who had been standing at the entrance of the passage, who had been motionless, received the order. They waved their rune weapons and joined the gladiatorial fight.

The entry of the death knights was a disaster for the scout team who had struggled to escape. These knights, whose bodies and strength had been strengthened by the death energy, and who could use death combat skills, easily broke through the scouts' defenses.

The warriors had to give up their attacks and held shields in both hands to withstand the huge slashing attacks of these death knights, while the death grips that were swaying in the snowstorm one by one knocked out the protected mages and priests. They are dragged into the sea of ​​undead.

Ah! Go away! Go away!

The mage girl who was dragged into the sea of ​​undead let out a scream, she looked at the ugly undead around her, she surged with magic power crazily, and the purple magic power blasted away the surrounding undead infantry, but in a blink of an eye, she was shot again. A group of infantry rushed up, and she only struggled for 2 seconds before she was pierced by 7 scimitars of bones. Amidst the roar of the undead, a young life fell.

But this is not the first victim...

puff

The scimitar cut from the back tore through the thick leather armor, and the warrior who had escaped from death before half-kneeled on the ground in pain. He held up his shield and wanted to defend against the blows falling from all directions. It's possible, but in an instant, he became covered in bruises.

The warrior surrounded by undead raised his head with difficulty, his face was covered with blood, and a tall draenei death knight stood in front of him, looking at him indifferently with those ruthless eyes.

ah!

The warrior mustered his last strength, swung the long sword in his hand, and slashed at the death knight in front of him, but was easily grabbed by the wrist by the monster. In the middle of it, an unyielding head flew into the sky.

What a waste!

Luminas, who watched this scene, said dissatisfiedly:

The warrior was supposed to be a member of the Knights of the Dark Blade...he has the qualifications, save his head and send his body back to Auchindoun...I hope he can join me after being called up subordinate!

Obey! Your lord.

As a result of the formation of the alliance scouts being forcibly broken by the death knights, only half of them escaped into the passageway when they came, and the remaining half... were soon submerged by the tumbling ocean of undead.

Seeing the last paladin retreat 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, and the death lord swung the sword, screaming the blade in the air.

She didn't change her armor either, she turned around and walked into the darkness behind her in a well-crafted long skirt, her well-manicured long fiery red hair was dancing in the darkness.

Sleeping for too long... It's time to move your body.

———————————

Hold on! Valina, hold on, we'll get to the exit soon!

Myra carried the injured priest girl on her back, and there were only 3 paladins left behind him. The escape along the way was not smooth. After the undead were awakened, the originally quiet and dead fortress was full of undead. .

Paladin Meera Dawnblade found out in despair that they had almost crashed into the center of the necromantic trap.

Faced with a huge number of undead, it is the most stupid choice not to retreat. He must bring the truth of Hellfire Citadel back to the commanders. The seemingly peaceful Hellfire Peninsula hides a huge crisis. If all the undead were to go to battle, the 5,500 expeditionary soldiers would be drowned in an instant... This is a death trap!

Ahem, Myra, Mr. Myra.

The seriously injured pastor girl said to Myra with difficulty: Throw me down, I am a pastor, I know my situation, I, I can't live anymore.

Don't say that, we will take you out. There is Master Cliff in the camp. He is a bishop-level priest. He will definitely save you!

Myra comforted the desperate girl priest, leading the paladins all the way to the revolving stairs when they came, and after they stepped through the quiet passage, before leading to the gate of the fortress, what awaited them were fully armed Broken warriors and Two shamans wrapped in lightning sparks all over their bodies.

Under their feet, there were already several corpses of mages and warriors.

At the command of Lord Tyrion and the leader of Akama!

The Shaman of the Broken took a step forward, and the dancing flames formed a scorching fire elemental around him. The twisted and hunched Broken shouted loudly:

Nobody can get out of here!

No

Myra took a difficult step back. He put the priest girl who was already crying behind him aside, patted her on the 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 go.

This gesture of defiance made the Shaman of the Broken show a sinister grin on his ugly face. With a wave of his hand, a dozen Ashtongue warriors behind him stepped forward and surrounded the three paladins.

Rebels, die!

The death battle between the two sides was imminent, and just when Myra raised her long sword and wanted to fight back, a sharp voice suddenly sounded in the darkness.

stop!

The voice sounded a little immature, but upon hearing this voice, the Gray Tongue Warriors took a step back in unison. The shaman's eyes were a bit unwilling, but in the end, he waved his hand to disperse the fire element, and turned his head to look from the side. A small figure stepped out of the darkness.

Miss Ella, what are you doing here?

The Broken One asked in a low voice, and Myra turned her head to look, and saw a dwarf in a black and white dress and a tall gentleman hat, holding a cane standing at the entrance of the passage, and she waved it arrogantly. stick, said aloud:

This is the death lord's order. These few humans will become captives to explore the tactical goals and members of the alliance. This is very necessary for our master!

After finishing speaking, the dwarf took a step forward maliciously. She was very short, but she squinted her eyes and looked at the Shaman of the Broken in front of her. She asked in a deep voice:

Are you going to rebel against the 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! Offal!

That's not what I mean! 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:

Okay, okay, they're yours, Steward.