Banshees, Bloodstained Blade

The dusk sunlight was dyed with an indescribable red color. The the Scourge army gathered in front of Silvermoon City's Shepherd's Gate. They were not in a hurry to attack, but Constantly gathering and piling up, the Elves people on the Silvermoon City wall looked at the endless Undead corpses, their nerves tensed up.ıllıllı ıllıllı

Just when the Elves defenders were tense, the sea of Undead outside the city suddenly separated. Everyone saw that the roads that the Undead had given way withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the ground was covered with a layer of black ashes. On top of the black ashes, a knight in black armor rode a skeleton horse, stepping out of the Undead group with a soaring aura of death.

"I smell fear." Arthas led Death Knight to the front of the formation, looked at the white and beautiful city, closed his eyes and sniffed slightly, then opened his eyes again, stopped the knights behind him, knocked on his skeleton horse and went to the city gate to raise his voice.

"Elvess, my goal is Sunwell, just Sunwell, but now I have changed my mind and I want to give you a gift."

"Arthas, I swear, you will pay for what you have done." Lirath stood on the city wall, looking at the fallen prince below, and couldn't help roaring.

"Do you know who is the person who made me change my mind? Your ranger, Sylvanas, she fought very bravely and blocked my army for a long time. She begged me to give her death." Arthas raised his voice with the corner of his mouth raised and tilted his head slightly. Following his words, a wooden car rolled out of the crowd.

There are iron cymbals and shovel spikes with wet stains on the front of the wooden vehicle. The body is tight, and there is a twisted iron sickle on each side, like a pair of pincer arms. Between the two pincer arms, the body of a female Elves is held high. She is wearing brown and green leather armor, with a blue cloak behind her back, and a penetrating wound on her chest is still bleeding.

"Arthas, I swear, I swear..." Lirath looked at the lifted corpse, feeling as if his heart was being pierced by a knife and twisting, his eyes were filled with blood, and he shouted out the name of the fallen prince almost like a scream. Silvermoon City wished he could jump down, kill him, and then eat his flesh and blood.

"I give her death, and I also plan to give you a gift." Arthas looked at the screaming female Elves in the city, left a word, then rode back to Death Knight and let out a roar:

"Come, let us dispel the fear in this Silvermoon City." Facing Arthas's words, some special figures floated out from the the Scourge army. Their bodies were light and transparent, and their delicate facial features maintained their beauty in life. Their lower bodies were suspended above the ground like smoke, floating straight to the city wall of Silvermoon City.

"Sylvanas, my daughter." Lirath looked at the pearly mist-like figures below. When he saw the first figure, he couldn't help crying loudly. These pearly mist-like figures were surprisingly transformed into Banshee by the dead women Elves.

"Ah..." The Banshees stood in front of the city wall and opened their transparent mouths. Their bodies were transparent, but the open mouths were pitch black, and they emitted sharp and incomparable sounds of pain. The screams of nearly dozens of Banshees lined up in front of the city wall overlapped and formed a scream. The sound waves stirred up a slight dust and hit the Silvermoon City city wall.

The sharp sound waves continued to surge, and the Elves soldiers on the city wall covered their ears one after another. They wanted to shout, but they couldn't. The serious ones among them began to bleed from both ears. Lirath, who was crying in pain, even started to shed blood from his eyes, mouth and nose, and fell directly on the city wall.

"..." When the sound waves spreading pain stopped, the Elves soldiers on the city wall staggered here and there, and those Banshees with painful expressions floated up to the city wall. They were Ghost, without any weight and not hindered by any material. They threw themselves directly into the body of a soldier named Elves, then manipulated their bodies to stand up and kill their former companions.

"For Lich King." Arthas looked at those Banshee with a grin, raised the Frostmourne in his hand and shouted loudly, with a sound, Scourge was like a wave of waves, hitting the wall of Silvermoon City hard.

Just when the Undeads launched their attack, five Meat Wagons were pushed out of the Undeads. They dropped bombs on the Shepherd's Gates, made of flesh, blood and plague. The ammunition hit Shepherd's Gate, and the plasma splashed on the huge door panel through the magic light on Shepherd's Gate. Then with the magic of Death Knight, the magic door quickly lost its light.

The original magic was eroded, and then Meat Wagon threw several huge rocks. With a loud bang, Shepherd's Gate fell to the ground. Arthas looked at the situation and rode forward again with Death Knight behind him. The black traces on the ground began to spread towards Silvermoon City.

With the fall of the shepherds, the Undeads seemed to burst their banks, breaking through the city walls everywhere, and began to pour into the city to fight against those Elvess. On this battlefield, the knights led by Arthass rode forward with great solemnity, trampling through the white and beautiful city of the Elvess with the breath of death on their bodies.

On the battlefield, the knights led by Arthas stood out with incomparable solemnity. Those Undead helped them clear the way, and the breath of death on their bodies not only left traces on the ground, but also corroded all lives close to them. Any Elves who came near quickly fell to the ground weakly, and their flesh and blood withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a black ash.

"Retreat, retreat, no matter what, we must defend Sunwell. I order you to retreat back to Sunwell and set up a defense line there. And I will stay here and try to buy you time." Thalorien held Quel'Delar in his hand and chopped open the bodies of three Ghouls with one sword. He looked at the Death Knights approaching from a distance, shouted at the soldiers who had been scattered around, and then grabbed his adjutant and looked at him.

"Remember, don't let down our prince. It is my honor to work with you to defend our homeland." Thalorien's eyes welled up with tears, and he pulled the adjutant into his arms for a hug. Then he quickly pushed him away and rushed towards Undead in the distance with the broad sword in his hand. The sad and angry adjutant led his men to retreat. When he turned around, he only saw the figure of the commander rushing towards Undead.

"Stop him." Arthas looked at Elves Warrior who was rushing towards him against the flow of people. He let out a roar and several Death Knight rushed out on skeleton horses.

Looking at the oncoming Death Knight, Thalorien let out a war cry, raised the broadsword in his hand, blocked a knight's spear thrust, then cut off the skeletal horse's head with his backhand, lifted the knight off the mount, and stepped forward to chop off his head.

The blond Elves Warrior hacked to death three Death Knight one after another, and was finally stopped by a Death Knight who jumped off his horse. This Death Knight wore a black bull helmet and held a dark rune ax spear in both hands. The back of the spear head was full of spikes, and there was a nail-head chain hammer hanging from the tail of the spear.

"Orbaz." Death Knight, who was covered in pitch black, said his name in a cold voice, like someone returning from hell.

"Thalorien." Thalorien held Dragonforged Blade in his hand, let out a loud shout, and then quickly stepped forward and raised his sword to strike.

The ferocious black rune spear collided with the broad-edged sword, making a huge sound. The two used their greatest strength and skills in their lives. Even Arthas had to stop and watch the battle between the two, but soon he He lost his interest. Thalorien's physical energy was too much. He was cut off by Orbaz's ax and spear, and his sword fell. When he was about to turn over to pick up the sword, his vest was pierced by Orbaz's ax and spear.

"I'm sorry, I can no longer protect you, my friends..." Thalorien's eyes slowly became blurred.

"Please bring my blessings and fight Scourge like me." Thalorien felt his blurred consciousness, looking at the broad-edged sword soaked in blood, and gave his last blessing to his companions before completely losing consciousness.

Arthas no longer watched the battle, and led Death Knight to start going deeper into Silvermoon City again. Orbaz looked at Thalorien who died in the battle, and tried He tried to use magic to resurrect him, but failed. He did not look at the broad-bladed sword soaked in the blood of Thalorien. He turned around and followed Arthas, heading further north to Silvermoon City.