It doesn't matter!

A wind-seeker! A big family with a history of more than ten thousand years! It’s rich!

During the day, he cooperated with the mages to suppress firepower on the front battlefield. When he was free at night, the proud girl travelers turned into shadows in the jungle, responsible for reconnaissing the movements of the undead.

After a few days in a row.

Wenleza, who had already broken through to a very front position, finally discovered a strange point.

......

"What did you say?"

In the High Elf Army Camp, in the temporary tent of Kelthas, the magic light shone the space into a bright red.

Wenleza, carrying a longbow, stood in front of Alsace, with a seven-point urgent and three-point admiration on her face.

"The Ranger of the Far Away Discovers the target, Lordaeron's commander Garythers will belong to the position!"

"You mean, they... are still alive?"

"Yes! They are still standing on the position!"

"I....."

At this moment, Kelthus didn't know whether to cry or laugh. Really, after the Lordaeron military ruled that the position was lost for three days, when the undead's large troops were about to push into their camp, the girl actually came to tell him that the troops led by Garithers were still holding on?

This is really incredible!

Is Garithers so strong?

But since he is alive, what should he do with the mage under his command?

After holding it in for a long time, under the gaze of the proud girl, Kelthus finally said something:

"Gallithers, this is really a tenacious general, a respectable hero..."

If you are a hero, you should go to the grave and make people remember you!

Why are you still not dead?

......

At the same time.

The trenches that once were now piled up by soil, rotten wood, steel, and corpses, Garithers was also thinking about the same problem.

Why doesn't he die yet?

It's already the fourth day?

Faced with the almost endless attack of the undead, the two legions under Garrith, a total of 70,000 troops, have resisted until now...

OK, that shouldn't be said.

Because of the real defense line, it was chiseled by the undead three days ago. Most of the two legions under his command had withdrawn from the defense three days ago.

The people who were following Garithers now were all the warriors who survived after rushing up with him three days ago to tear the huge hatred!

With the undead around them, they persisted for another three days without dying, and even retreated to the position of the former defense line to form a defense again...

Not to mention others, even Garithers himself felt incredible!

You know, this is not a guard based on the city, but a thorough plain and field battle. Although they have some geographical advantages and defensive parties... No! They are facing a group of undead!!!

The current situation is that the two legions were made of dumplings by these undead spirits, and they were surrounded by enemies from all directions. Now they are being harvested bit by bit like the dead being slowly cut off their flesh.

The reason why it was not swallowed in one bite was that the troops under Garithers were really strong enough in combat and their will to fight was firm enough, and they were completely forced to with their lives and will.

"General, we may not have reinforcements."

"I know."

"So, let's break through again?"

".....breaking?"
Chapter completed!