"Okay, I roughly understand that the situation here is indeed... it is indeed not optimistic."

Prince Alsace was a little disappointed, but just when he wanted to leave, Falstad said again:

"But what you said makes sense. Eagle's Nest Mountain is indeed very close to Darrow County. I...I mean, little Alsace, I can send a flying wing to help you, but we can't fight on land.

, we can only "explode" an escape route in the sky for your people. The frontline armaments are very tight, so we can only try it once."

"sure!"

The young prince turned around suddenly and looked at Falstad in surprise. He said loudly:

"The private soldiers of the Barov family have already set off. We only need to escort my people to the banks of the Sordo River. The distance on the ground is less than 30 kilometers. It will take the gryphon knights up to 20 minutes to make a round trip.

trip."

Alsace was like a man walking in despair. After seeing a glimmer of hope, he felt moved from the bottom of his heart. He held Falstad's hand tightly and shook it up and down:

"Thank you, Falstad, Lordaeron will never forget everything you have done for us."

"I have watched you grow up, little Alsace."

Falstad laughed, handed a pair of flying goggles to Alsace, and said in the thick voice unique to the dwarves:

"I still remember when you were a child and I taught you to ride a gryphon. You were brave then, just as brave as you are now. I know you will make your country proud, just like you are now... Let's go, our

Time is running out."

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"The undead are coming from the north! Captain Redpath! Knight David! They are here again!"

The shouts of the hunter sentinels rang out in the night of Darrow County, signaling the beginning of another fierce battle.

At this time in Daron County, the town square that used to be filled with shops was in a mess. The bodies of the undead who had been burned or hacked to death were everywhere. All the men who could still fight had taken up arms and were guarding the public security.

Under the leadership of Officer Joseph Redpath and Silver Hand Paladin David, they fought in the square with the undead attacking from all directions. Women and children hid in the town, crying for their husbands.

Praying with son and father.

The undead that broke out from the necropolis near Darrow County were surging forward tirelessly, and they were also mixed with ugly ghouls, disgusting monsters that could scare children to tears.

"Timmy, are you scared?"

Joseph Redpath, a veteran who participated in the Second World War, was holding a long sword and wooden shield at this time, looking at the undead rushing towards them. This powerful veteran turned to look at the little boy behind him. He was only about 11 years old.

Or 12 years old, wearing an old leather hat and holding a black musket in his hand. He was obviously very scared, but standing next to the brave Captain Redpath, little Timmy gritted his teeth and swallowed

Saliva, shouted loudly:

"I'm not afraid!"

"Ha ha ha ha"

Captain Redpath's laughter sounded at this moment. He tapped his shield with his long sword and shouted to the men around him:

"Did you hear that? Soldiers, little Timmy said he is not afraid of the undead, are you afraid?"

"I just want to burn them, Captain."

An old blacksmith with a pipe in his mouth waved the torch in his hand and shouted: "No one can step into Darrow County before I die!"

"Come after me!"

Captain Redpath waved his long sword. The moment the shambling undead stepped into the square, the men roared like wild beasts. They used long swords, pitchforks, or simply wooden sticks to swarm forward and knock down the undead.

On the ground.

Little Timmy tremblingly picked up his father's musket and shot one ghoul's head, but it also attracted the attention of another ghoul. This disgusting monster roared and pounced on little Timmy. Young

The child kept retreating out of fear, and finally staggered and fell to the ground.

"ah!"

The frightened child swung the barrel of the gun, trying to knock down the undead in front of him, but his strength was too weak. Redpath saw that little Timmy was about to be caught by the ghoul. He roared and rushed towards him, but was caught by both sides again.

Walking corpses blocked the road.

"Help me! Help me! No!"

Little Timmy's panicked shouts broke everyone's heart, but the current situation was so bad that no one could spare the energy to save him. But at the moment when the desperate hell descended, there was a loud noise, and suddenly in Darrow County

There was a sound from the front of the battlefield, the sound of an alchemy bomb exploding.

"boom"

A figure wrapped in golden light stood in front of little Timmy during the explosion. In the boy's dull gaze, the tall figure with short golden hair swung a war hammer and easily smashed the ghoul's head.

A slightly hoarse voice echoed throughout the square.

"My people, no need to be afraid anymore!"

Alsace roared angrily. In the beating of the holy light, the scorching light curtain protected the fighting people and forced the undead back. And in the shining light, everyone saw that familiar figure.
Chapter completed!