25. The best time to become a true Sword Saint was ten years ago; the second-best time is now

(Additional update for "Huo Zhengtinghao" brother [4/5])

The Lakeshire lake is full of boats, which are the residents of Lakeshire who are migrating.

As early as when Gavinrad General returned to Stormwind for treatment after completing the first investigation, Mayor Solomon had already received the order requiring tissue transfer.

The mayor did not take advantage of the situation. After all, the Redridge Mountains place has never been very stable. Although the Gnoll in the mountainous area will be wiped out every few years, their piecemeal attacks have never stopped.

Compared with the residents of Elwynn Forest and Brightwood, the living conditions of the "mountain people" of Lakeshire are worse, so everyone is no stranger to fighting.

But fighting and war are obviously not the same concepts.

The self-protection and transfer speed of Lakeshire residents according to the battle specifications obviously could not keep up with the efficiency of Green Skins's attack. When Stonewall Keep was burning under the attack of the magic dragon, Mayor Solomon truly realized what kind of environment they were in.

The One Fortunately, he didn't fish before.

The militiamen and sheriffs had already received transfer orders, so that when a crisis came, they could act quickly under the instructions of the town mayor.

Lakeshire's fishing industry is quite developed. Although there are no big boats, there are a lot of small boats used to cross the lake. At this time, there is no time to pack up any belongings. The Sheriff rides his horse and beats the gong and runs through the town, asking every household to rush to the dock as quickly as possible.

The fishermen were all mobilized, and every boat was packed and headed to the other side of the lake.

Strong men were temporarily recruited, and the mayor asked them to take them to defend the bridge.

The ship cannot take everyone away, so some people are destined to be transferred through the stone bridge on the lake. This is a facility that can be quickly crossed on Lakeshire and the One. It is now full of residents riding donkeys or ponies.

They brought the necessary supplies and were quickly crossing the lake with Two-Headed Wyvern flying high in the sky in the background.

The Moonbrook Brigades and Warriors on the other side of the lake also use this bridge to execute the orders they receive.

Marshal Lothar requires them to immediately enter the vicinity of Lakeshire to form a blocking position, and at least capture Redridge Mountains Lumber Mill. If possible, kill all the Orcs invaders in Stonewall Keep before the Orcs vanguard arrives.

Although the burned fortress can no longer be used, the fact that the fortress can be built there has proven that it is a very important defensive position. Although it was built to monitor Darkhide Valley's Gnoll, the high ground and the sentry tower can indeed block a road leading to Lakeshire's the One.

Redridge Mountains The terrain of this damn place is such that no matter where you go, you have to pass through the main mountain road that has been opened up. This means that if we can hold on to that road, Green Skins we will be blocked in the mountainous area and unable to move forward.

Lothar's tactics are generally like this. There is no fault in it. This is already the best plan under the current circumstances.

But to be honest, Vigilant didn't even need to criticize it, Garona even saw the problem.

"You can only block Green Skins on the ground, but Dragonmaw Clan can "airdrop" Green Skins to the rear of the position at any time."

The half-Orcs assassin shook his head and said:

"Draenor has Arakkoa Kingdom to help us seize the airspace, but you have nothing. Even the number of mages is seriously insufficient. Dragonmaw Clan's tactics are almost crushing you. By the way, does Stormwind Kingdom really have no air force at all?"

Garona's question, not to mention Lothar, even Lieutenant Windsor didn't bother to answer.

This foreign assassin just doesn't know how to live in the family, and he is also an air force. Look at this Eastern Continent. Apart from Wildhammer Dwarves and Quel'Thalas elves, which company has a full-time air force?

Engineering Gyrocopter, jointly produced by the dwarves and gnomes of Ironforge, is probably half the Air Force establishment.

After all, things like Gyrocopter are used to drop bombs on the ground. If you really have to fight in the air, you may be blown up by Dragonmaw Orcs's Supersonic in one round.

It's hard to say what Azeroth's overall military technology is. As far as Eastern Continent is concerned, humans, as a young race, have obviously not yet encountered a major crisis that requires consideration of air warfare.

Now, they met.

Who would have thought that one day mankind would be crushed by Green Skins in terms of military technology?

"Quack! Thunderlord Clan's Wolf Rider broke through the outermost fortress circle of the Redridge Mountains, and your Warrior broke through in the direction of Deadwind Pass."

A Sunfire Arakkoa fell from the sky, landed in front of Lothar, and shouted to him:

"Shattered Hand Clan's assassins have sneaked into your second line of defense and are killing your Warrior in the shadows. There is a high probability that they won't be able to withstand it. Hey, at the speed Wolf Rider is running in the mountains, they can get here in two hours at most!"

Lothar nodded and whispered to Diakum beside him:

"What does this Arakkoa say?"

"You don't understand what you are nodding to?"

Vigilant sighed and acted as a temporary translator. After realizing that there were still two hours of preparation time, Lothar was heartbroken and shouted to several school officials beside him:

"Jonathan Major! Come take over from me and take charge of the position. Let Moonbrook Brigade prepare for battle. Captain Windsor! You lead the militia and immediately move out all the usable things in the town to find the commanding heights and establish a position.

Where is Kishaen?

Where is Kishaen?"

"Marshal! I'm here."

The young man who had saved Lothar before was still a little pale now. He had scars left on his body after being treated by Diakum himself, but he was unwilling to take off his military uniform at this time, so he became Marshal Lothar's communications soldier.

"Child, you go to the town and find some people who are willing to help and place explosives on the piers of the bridge!"

Lothar whispered to him:

"Before we retreat, we must install the explosives. We must blow up the bridge to buy more time for the kingdom. I can't trust anyone else to do this kind of job of cutting off the retreat. It can only be done by you."

"Marshal, please rest assured!"

Kishaen was so excited that he shouted and ran out.

Windsor Lieutenant reminded in a low voice with some embarrassment:

"Marshal, I'm just a lieutenant. You just made a mistake."

"I said it right and you heard it right. Now, you are a captain! Lead the Redridge Mountains local militia to survive and kill a few more Green Skins. As long as you can bring your Warrior safely away from here, you will be a major."

Lothar picked up the Lionheart Executioner at hand, smiled at the shocked Windsor, and said:

"War is cruel and magical, right?"

Without waiting for the promoted lieutenant on the line to comment on this, Lothar patted the exaggerated and heavy Lion Pauldrons next to Diakum and said:

"Let's go take back Stonewall Keep! We only have two hours, there are at least hundreds of Green Skins there."

"One hour is enough."

Vigilant looked Lothar up and down and said:

"If you, the "pendant," don't join in the fun, then I might only need thirty minutes."

"Are all people from other worlds so poisonous?"

Lothar got on his horse, and his Iron Horse Knightss also got ready to go. Diakum shook his head and said to Garona:

"Protect him for me, I'll wait for you over there."

After saying that, he rushed forward a few steps and dived towards the lake as the others watched in shock.

The next moment, the blazing Sunwing carried the Vigilant into the high altitude amidst the roar of Phoenix. A moment later, the Two-Headed Wyvern screamed and fell from the high altitude, and less than half of the dozen Green Skins behind it were killed.

Before the rest could get up, they saw a group of heavily armed human men holding weapons and with evil smiles surrounding them with malicious intent.

Screams began then.

"Is his beast the legendary Phoenix? I heard that the national bird of Quel'Thalas is Phoenix."

Lothar asked Garona while he was galloping. The half-Orcs assassin riding a combat horse that was not very tame said disdainfully:

"Phoenix? What is that strange thing? My grandpa's car is a direct blood descendant of a demigod! It is Arakkoa, the legendary bird Sunlight Eagle, a fiery elf born in the sun.

In fact, he alone is enough to help you clear the airspace, but grandpa is now weak and may be in danger if he encounters a dragon, so I warn you!

Don't ask him to do those dangerous things!"

Garona warned:

"Grandpa is a truly kind person. He is too kind to see others suffer, and he will most likely not refuse your request, but he has paid enough for the damn Holy Light! None of us are qualified to ask him to sacrifice for us again.

If grandpa gets lost in Holy Light because of you. Hum, I think there is a high probability that you will not be willing to face the violent Archbishop Nali and the angry Draenei.

Alas, sometimes I wish he could be more selfish, like us."

"For the greater good, I gave up preventing Orcs from obtaining Dragon Soul. This will make a group of kind-hearted dragons suffer. Although they are in a different camp from ours, Lord Argus, maybe I am too selfish."

Diakum said something to his Star Soul boss Confession on Sunwing.

"You and I both know that's right, but right often doesn't mean justice."

After a moment, there was a humming sound, and Argus said weakly:

"Since you can't bear it, do a good deed to make up for it. Without your help, humans would have suffered heavy casualties even if they evacuated Redridge Mountains. Maybe you can reduce their losses."

"So, in the eyes of a great being like you, can good and bad things be weighed in the balance of heaven?"

Vigilant asked.

Argus is not interested in answering this kind of philosophical question. He said:

"The moment you put good and evil on the scale, you are no longer qualified to call yourself a "good person." However, you also once said, Diakum, that only by forgetting "justice" can you truly embrace it.

It's time to forget Holy Light's dogma and shape and live your own."

"That's what I said to the confused Rexxar at the entrance of Evergrowth Woods."

Diakum said:

"So, you have actually been paying attention to me."

"Yes, I can see everything you say and everything you do."

Star Soul hesitated and said:

"So in the future, whether you walk into Holy Light or return to the shadows, Diakum, you represent justice to me. My child, you are the "conscience" of Eredar."

"It's too exaggerated. It might be more appropriate to give this title to Velen."

Diakum, who was comforted by Star Soul, laughed.

The moment Sunlight Eagle rushed towards the burning Stonewall Keep, Solar Storm swept away and bloomed. The Orcs who were destroying the fortress here and chasing down the hiding human soldiers were startled.

Some cowards even shouted on the spot, "Vigilant is coming! Run!" and threw away their weapons and disappeared.

However, when the scorching flames of Solar Storm dissipated, what caught the nervous Orcs's eyes was a "short" human wearing Lionheart Battle Armor, holding a sword and shield and walking towards them under the fluttering black cloak.

What!

It turns out it's not the feared half-giant Holy Light

"He's not even a legend! Wearing such a luxurious armor, he looks like a big shot from the Stormwind Kingdom!"

A certain Orc Warlock shouted:

"Go! Kill this human! Orgrim will reward us for this."

"Ouch!"

The Green Skinss immediately roared and rushed towards Diakum in the burning fortress.

He did not call Holy Light nor was he surrounded by shadows. He waved his sword and shield like an ordinary Warrior.

The power of the critical demigod was suppressed to the legendary critical level in his weakness, so that the sharp blade he cut could not burn a Green Skins to ashes, and the Holy Halo that broke out during his block could no longer ignite these Green Skins. He even needed to block the attack with a shield to ensure that he would not be injured in the siege.

The strength has indeed become weaker.

But this is a great opportunity.

Diakum glanced at the six-dimensional attributes on his Character Card while moving flexibly around the corner. The others were already demigods and low-level, but this agility was still at the "high" level.

This is so inappropriate.

He is Burning Blade Clan's honor Sword Saint Master.

"Bang"

The Shield of Justice struck Blinding Light with three beans on the face of Orcs in front of him. When the latter fell to the ground, three teeth flew out together with his left eyeball. When the sharp blade was swung through "Eye of Truth"'s flaws, it could always hit Orcs's defenseless point with the precision of a poisonous snake.

Such killings that were as precise as cold anatomy were not as violent as the Seraphim outbreak, but the advancement speed was not slow at all.

At least in the eyes of those horrified human remnants, this compatriot wearing Lionheart Battle Armor possesses terrifying killing skills. The Green Skins that he beat them to the point of abandoning their armor is almost invincible. He can knock him to the ground with at most two sword blows.

So, is this the legendary warrior sent by Marshal Lothar or King Llane?

But why did you come?

Gavinrad General were all killed in the battle, and his bodies were gone.

Avenger's Shield was thrown forward, and the spinning Lionheart Heavy Shield hit the four Orcs chests hard and bounced, finally returning to the hands of Diakum.

Seeing Warlock in the distance preparing to cast a spell, Vigilant turned around, charged up the shield in his hand, and flew out again. With a bang, he pierced Orcs's heart with the tip of the shield, causing the guy to fly up and land on the ground.

His strength has really weakened.

That Warlock was not dead after such a blow, but his sternum was broken but he was still struggling to get up.

He laughed wildly and was glad that he had escaped with his life in front of the human legend, but in the next second, a human Warrior, who was covered in blood, pounced on him and knocked him to the ground. She grabbed a stone and smashed it into Warlock's ugly face, strangling all his happiness in his unwilling throat.

"Smash his Soul Stone!"

Vigilant stepped forward to pick up his shield. With the corpses of Green Skins piled up behind him and the castle burning in the background, he said in a low human language:

"This is the first lesson in dealing with Warlock."

"Okay!"

The young female Warrior was shocked.

Finding the evil Soul Stone in the arms of the smashed Orc Warlock, she spat and smashed it to pieces with a blood-stained stone. The ear-piercing soul scream made her tremble.

"Report your identity! Private."

Diakum said:

"Where is your weapon? You... don't seem to be a Warrior?"

"Report! My name is Marland. Gavinrad General is a good friend of my parents. I. I am traveling from the Lordaron Kingdom to the Redridge Mountains. I was leaving tomorrow. You are right, I am not Warrior yet.

Me."

This girl is trying to stand up straight and look like Warrior.

Dick looked her up and down, handed her his sword and shield, and said:

"Now you are, there is Orcs here, soldier! Follow me, Marshal Lothar is coming here soon, we need to clean up the place before he comes, and find you a suit of armor that fits you."

After saying that, Diakum took out Flame Blade with his backhand and held it in his hand.

If possible, he really doesn't want this Blademaster's Blade to be used to kill the weak, but now he is "weak", so he must take advantage of the equipment.

And since I am a glorious Sword Saint, it would be unreasonable if I don't understand Sword Saint's skills at all.

"Ouch"

The moment they stepped into the castle, a Bloodlust Orcs rushed out of the darkness. As soon as Marland raised his sword and shield, he saw a flash of sword light in the darkness, and Orcs's body was smoothly divided into two parts from the waist.

Diakum followed the gestures of Lantresor and Samuro and shook off the blood on the sword blade, he said:

"Go on! Watch the back for me."

"Ouch."

The recruits couldn't understand but didn't dare to ask any more questions. They followed the boss closely into the terrifying darkness.

Even though there was no light on this adult, she seemed to be really following a ray of light at this moment, which allowed her to regain her courage after panic and despair.

Ah, thanks Holy Light.