"Still want to run away?" Aaron has dealt with Dreadlord several times, and has a deep understanding of the methods these guys will use. He anticipated the opponent's behavior of turning into a group of bats and fleeing. When he saw a group of bats scattering, he immediately applied a layer of Divine Shield to one of the bats, confining more than a dozen bats inside Divine Shield.
Aaron raised the war hammer and approached the ellipsoid-shaped Divine Shield, and struck Divine Shield hard with the hammer, causing all the bats to fall to the ground.
"Let me see how you run." Aaron landed next to the bat group and said to the group of bats that were flying around with their heads covered in Divine Shield: "Keep running, if you have the ability, then run."
"Divine Shield, can it be used like this?" The Paladins on the ground were almost dumbfounded. Their Divine Shields can only be used by themselves. The Priests can help others put a layer of Holy Light shields to resist attacks, but they have never heard of it being used as a cage.
Aaron didn't pay attention to what those Paladin were thinking. He just waited for Divine Shield to disappear and kill this Dreadlord. It would be safer to get rid of such a cunning enemy as soon as possible, so that the opponent would be more dangerous if he took a breath.
However, Aaron waited and waited, but did not see these bats reunited into Dreadlord. Even if Aaron used Holy Light to purify all these bats into ashes, Dreadlord did not appear.
"Don't run!" When Aaron was a little confused about Dreadlord not reappearing, he suddenly heard an angry shout. He turned around and saw that Arthas was holding up a war hammer and swinging it non-stop. Under the shining light of Holy Light on his war hammer, a black shadow as big as a fist could be seen flying up and down.
"I said, it turned out that one was missing." Aaron saw this and rushed in that direction. It seemed that Dreadlord was more cunning than Aaron expected. Although that guy probably didn't know that Aaron would use Divine Shield to deal with him, but he was still prepared in advance.
It was discovered that Aaron was also going to join the hunt for him, and there were several Gryphon Riders watching eagerly in the nearby sky. Dreadlord, who transformed into a bat and fled, realized the danger of the situation, made a prompt decision, and rushed to the ground with a dive, transforming into the appearance of Dreadlord again.
The pale-faced Dreadlord looked at the pursuing Arthas with an extremely cold expression. Without waiting for the opponent's war hammer to fall, he reached out and pointed at Arthas, and saw Arthas's arm holding the war hammer high hung down feebly, and his eyes simply closed. Dreadlord, who got a chance to breathe, flashed with light and disappeared in an instant.
The war hammer was empty. Arthas hurriedly reined in the war horse. He looked at the position where Dreadlord was standing just now in surprise. He also threw a few Holy Light in that direction and tested it several times with the war hammer. "How did you run like this?"
Aaron also chased after him at this time. Although he didn't know much about magic, he happened to be somewhat impressed by the two tricks Dreadlord just used. "It should be sleep and teleportation, right?"
"Brother Aaron, what kind of monster is this?" Arthas looked around. Dathrohan, who was responsible for commanding the Paladins, had ordered the knights to rest where they were. He also got off his horse and asked Aaron about Dreadlord.
"That's Dreadlord. You should be careful when you see him in the future. The most famous thing about these demons is not their strength, but their cunning. As long as they meet you, don't be polite, don't talk nonsense and just chop them to death. Even if you can't chop them to death, it's not like you believe anything that comes out of these demons' mouths." Aaron glanced at Arthas and warned him.
"Okay, I understand." Arthas agreed, and said thoughtfully, "This kind of enemy is difficult to kill, and teleportation is okay. You can ask a mage to target it, but I think they can all fly..."
"So we should attack directly as soon as we meet, and don't give them a chance to escape." Aaron decided to take this opportunity to instill in Arthas the consciousness of killing Dreadlord immediately, so that this child would not be guided step by step on the road of killing his father and killing his master and eventually becoming Lich King like "official history".
"But is this really useful?" Aaron didn't know how useful this would be. Arthas wouldn't become calm and wise just because of his few words, Dreadlord Aaron is not sure whether history can be completely changed because Scourge appeared several years in advance.
"It's a pity that we let them run away." Arthas suddenly said gloomily. Of course he was not talking about Dreadlord. He had just realized that Dreadlord was not that easy to deal with, but in Arthas's view, Orcs Wolf Cavalry should not have let it go.
Although he was not the commander of this combat operation, the situation of watching the enemy escape still made His Highness the Prince, who only officially joined Knights of the Silver Hand this year, very unhappy.
"There is no way, neither the soldiers nor the horses can hold on any longer." The commander of Paladin, one of the five Paladins in the first generation, Saidan·Dathrohan came over and patted Arthas on the shoulder, and said to the young prince, "Your Highness, our mission on this trip is to support Durnholde. We have accomplished this goal very well, haven't we?"
"But Orcs's prisoners have all escaped, so what's the use of guarding this castle?" Arthas raised his head and glanced at Dathrohan, then lowered his head and muttered. It seemed that His Royal Highness, who had just grown up, was still in awe of his superiors at this time, at least he didn't explicitly accuse him of anything.
"Well, Your Highness, I know, I know, but our troops are limited," Dathrohan heard Arthas's low complaint, and said with a bitter smile, "If we pursue rashly, we will lose more than we gain if we are ambushed. Well, Your Highness, the commander of Durnholde Keep has come out to greet us. Your Highness, cheer up."
"Okay, I understand," Arthas reluctantly glanced at the direction in which the wolf cavalry was escaping again, and then followed Dathrohan and walked towards Durnholde Keep. In that direction, a middle-aged man wearing a suit of armor was waiting there with respect.
"Hey, who is this man?" Aaron was stunned for a moment when he saw the man. He didn't remember seeing this man from last night to now, but he looked somewhat familiar, so he must have met him before.
"That is the person in charge of Durnholde Keep, Lieutenant General Edras Blackmoore. I met him here two years ago." Arthas knew this person, and introduced him to Aaron in a low voice. Then he realized something. "Is this guy getting up after the battle is over?" Insert ptere