Menethil's Power

Chapter 611 Born for Honor
"Stand behind me!"

Reinhard roared, the veins on his forehead exposed.

Hot holy energy gushes out from the energy nodes of the Source of Order armor, surges through his body, and gathers in his left hand to form a wide translucent barrier.

Bombarded by chaotic arrows and death rays, rippling ripples constantly appeared on the barrier, and it took less than a few seconds for cracks to appear and spread all over the barrier.

The influence of personal power on the battlefield will be greatly weakened, and Reinhardt's strength is obviously not strong enough to turn the tide of the battle by himself.

However, these few seconds are enough to smooth out the disadvantage of being raided. Behind him, more than a dozen high-ranking Paladins of the Punishment Legion have united and condensed a huge holy power hammer, which landed on the group of eredar from the sky. Among the mages, a powerful burst of holy energy broke out their magic shields and interrupted their next round of spellcasting, making them unable to resist.

Others charged with Reinhardt, taking the opportunity to reap the lives of the eredar mages.

Another group of powerful enemies had been eliminated, and Reinhardt subconsciously looked at his subordinates around him. Now there are only a few dozen people following him as the legion leader, and the unstoppable Heaven's Punishment Legion has been defeated Forced to disperse and fall into a state of fighting on their own.

And all the culprits were on the high ground in front of them. Those eredar mages just now were the last obstacle to enter the high ground, and they paid a very heavy price for getting here.

Reinhardt is no longer willing to think about it. In just a few days, the Punishment Legion has become accustomed to sacrifice. On the one hand, it is because they face an unprecedentedly powerful enemy, but more importantly, because their spiritual leader did not fight with them this time. together.

But Reinhardt, who is the head of the legion, of course understands that he cannot make such an excuse. The current situation is entirely his own fault, and he has failed His Highness's trust.

And now we can only see how much he can save.

"Forward! Those damned fel cannons are on that mountain in front!" He shouted, taking the lead, being able to condense a wide holy barrier has always been his special ability, since he couldn't maintain the entire Heavenly Punishment Army, at least he could Try to protect those around him as much as possible.

Attacking an artillery position is bound to withstand its firepower. Reinhardt is already mentally prepared, but the reality is that they have not been attacked, and only encountered a few sporadic demons.

The mystery was soon revealed. When they rushed to the high ground, what they saw was a fel cannon emplacement in a state of chaos, demon corpses everywhere, dwarf Gangar artisans fleeing in panic, and black armor exactly like them .

Apparently, a group of Heaven's Punishment soldiers also understood the situation, and even attacked here earlier than them, and succeeded.

"Baldridge?!" Seeing that thick figure, Reinhard suddenly had mixed feelings, and it turned out that the old man was the most reliable.

But there is also a slender girl, with long silver-white hair in sharp contrast to the blood-red priest's uniform, her ruby-like eyes are full of anger, "Reinhardt, you idiot!" She said bluntly cursed.

Anyone who has dealt with Scarlet Priest Whitemane is amazed by her arrogance and indifference, even in the face of Reinhardt, the nominal chief, she is not polite.

And Reinhardt could only smile wryly, unable to refute, yes, it was all his fault, he ignored Baldrige's dissuasion, and insisted on ordering the Heaven's Punishment Army to attack this high ground, most of the air supremacy is no longer in Aize The Russ coalition forces are in control, so they don't have the intelligence advantage they would have had in previous wars. This kind of move is undoubtedly very risky.

But Reinhardt thinks that this risk must be taken. This highland is too close to the blue wing habitat. If the legion is allowed to occupy it, it is tantamount to allowing it to tear a gap in the already shrinking defensive circle, and the Azsuna An important node of the net is also on this high ground, and if it is controlled by the devil, it will also mean huge troubles.

And winning it means that you can get a chance to counterattack. The battle situation in the past few days has made Reinhardt really feel aggrieved. He really wants to make the devil suffer even more. This highland was lost two days ago Yes, the Burning Legion probably hasn't had a chance to deploy too strong a defense force yet. Reinhardt feels that his judgment is correct. After all, he also participated in the Battle of Quel'Thalas, so he knows the devil well.

The Punishment Legion did not have a fixed position, and Arthas ordered them to serve as a mobile force to cover the friendly troops to retreat slowly, but Reinhardt really didn't take this little prince too seriously, and he didn't pay much attention to Baldrige's persuasion , although he still respects this old guy very much, but he feels that Baldrige has spent too long with those kids in the academy, and his thinking is too conservative.

If everything has to be obeyed orders without making his own decisions, then what is the need for a commander like him?
Then, the reality told Reinhardt how stupid he was. A commander's mistake would not only ruin his subordinates, but even affect the entire battle situation.

He has also seen now that it only takes two days for the Burning Legion to deploy a complete fel cannon position on this high ground, and take cover, and then wait for the Punishment Legion to step into the trap like a lurking man-eating beast .

Fel cannons also appeared on the Burning Legion side during the Battle of Quel'Thalas, but they were obviously limited by the power supply of the Sunwell. At that time, the cannons that could be sent to Azeroth were all lower-level models. It will even be overwhelmed by the second-generation Punisher siege tank.

But now, what the Legion can use is a portal they have prepared for thousands of years, which means that what comes to Azeroth this time is the Burning Legion that is closest to the real level.

When the Punishment Legion used the holy light to open their way through the tide of demons as usual, they were hit by saturated artillery fire at all unexpectedly. The accuracy, rate of fire, and power of these fel cannons can be described as unbelievable , after several rounds of strikes, nearly half of the Punishers of the Heavenly Punishment Legion were destroyed before starting the siege mode.

This weakened most of the Heaven's Punishment Legion's ability to fight back. The war has lasted for so many days, and the demons certainly understand what is the most threatening threat to the Azeroth coalition forces.

Sudden heavy artillery strikes, and the front is still facing a large number of demon soldiers who are usually not troublesome but now they are somewhat deadly. Continuing to maintain the legion will only increase unnecessary casualties. Reinhardt can only issue orders to let everyone Scatter and fight in small groups.

Although this tactic is rarely used, it is feasible to break the whole into parts and then break it into whole parts. The premise is that the various teams can communicate with each other before, and the spiritual communication channel built by the Protos crystal fully meets this requirement.

But not long after, Reinhardt discovered that this kind of spiritual communication was no longer available, and at the same time the miscellaneous soldiers who attacked them had begun to be mixed with high-level demons.

Obviously, they were being targeted. The demon watched every move of the Punishment Legion and set up a trap.

Reinhardt knew that if he didn't act decisively, the entire Heaven's Punishment Legion would probably be wiped out here, and the contact would be cut off. It was obviously too late and unrealistic to regroup the soldiers at such a time. Reinhardt also believed in them. There will not be a large number of casualties in a short period of time. After all, every soldier of the Heaven's Punishment Legion is equipped with a fanatic armor.

Behind him are the best of the legion, Reinhardt decided not to change his goal, and continue to assault the high ground with these elite men around him, and must deal with those deadly fel cannons!This is the only chance.

So here he joins Baldridge and Whitemane.The number of fighters around Baldridge is twice as many as Reinhardt's, and there are more than a dozen priests. Obviously, under such circumstances, his organization and adaptability are stronger than Reinhardt's.

Facing the girl priest's accusation, Reinhardt could only smile wryly. It was indeed his fault that brought the Punishment Legion into such a situation.

"The folding function is no longer available!" Whitemane's almond-shaped eyes widened. "If we lose the battle, all of us will die here!"

Isaacs naturally gave special treatment to his direct line of troops. Since everyone is equipped with Protos crystal armor, the Hyperion can spend a lot of energy to turn them back to the ship when they are in a desperate situation, but according to Whitemane It means that this retreat has also been cut off.

This is not surprising, the Protos crystal is essentially derived from the technology of the Legion of Light. Although Isaacs has added his own things, the essence will not change, and the Burning Legion has fought against the Legion of Light for so long. Naturally there are ways to counter their technology.

Therefore, Reinhardt was not very surprised, he had already guessed this when he found the communication terminal.

"Now is not the time to talk about this." Baldridge's voice came from the helmet. This old soldier has a solid face, but after wearing this full body armor, he looks very mighty and reliable. "Reinhardt, you came just in time. We must gather the power we can find now to destroy these fel cannons."

Reinhard nodded silently, then turned to look at the soldiers behind him, "Warriors of the Holy Light, charge with me!" He shouted, trying to boost morale.

The light of the Holy Word fell on him and his subordinates. Although Whitemane was very angry with him, he still dutifully blessed them with regular buffs.

Reinhardt shot her a grateful look.

Just about to join the battle, Reinhardt suddenly stopped, "There should be at least one powerful demon guarding this position, has he appeared?"

"No." Baldridge shook his head slightly.

Reinhardt couldn't help but shuddered.

The sky suddenly darkened, and a faint black air spread. Several soldiers of the Punishment Legion who were destroying a fel cannon suddenly fell directly to the ground. The zealot armor spontaneously activated the shields on their bodies, but in an instant was extinguished.

There is no longer any breath of life left on their bodies.

Reinhard's face changed drastically, "Who is it? Come out!" He growled.

Anger also flashed in Baldrige's eyes. In his opinion, every soldier in the Punishment Legion was equivalent to his nephew. .

The two held their weapons tightly and guarded each other's backs vigilantly, just like they did ten years ago.

"Ridiculous mortals, you don't understand your own destiny at all." A gloomy voice sounded, and the sky seemed to get darker, and then a figure with huge bat wings slowly emerged.

A dreadlord, Nathrezim is insidious and cunning, and at the same time possesses powerful spellcasting ability, making him a very difficult opponent.

However, Reinhardt's complexion was a little weird, because the appearance of the dreadlord in front of him was really a bit... strange.

Pale skin, horns, bald head, bat wings, yes, these are the characteristics of the Dreadlord. Reinhardt has seen many such big bats, but he has never seen such a huge one. He looks even more It looks like a ridiculous inflated toy, and it looks like a middle-aged human being stuffed with beer. The chin, limbs, and abdomen all show greasy flesh. The bloated body makes the pair of sharp claws with blood glow look a bit short Ridiculous.

"A fat dreadlord?" Reinhardt suddenly felt a little funny.

If it were the Reinhardt 15 years ago, or even the Reinhardt one day ago, he would definitely start mocking him unscrupulously, but he is really not in the mood now, he is staring at the other party tightly, holding the warhammer in his hand tightly.

"I am amazed at your courage to even get here." At least in terms of tone and demeanor, the fat dreadlord did not differ much from his fellow clansmen, "Before I enjoy your souls, I will infuse your souls fear."

His figure suddenly disappeared. Contrary to his bloated body, this Dreadlord appeared extremely dexterous, shrouded in a faint night, and the next moment, two Heaven's Punishment soldiers who were tens of meters away from Reinhardt let out a horrifying sound. Call.

"Stop!" Baldridge roared, and shot a hammer of anger at the illusory shadow that killed the two soldiers, but it had no effect, the shadow dissipated, and on the other side, several soldiers fell slowly. Under the circumstances, the Zealot Armor cannot save their lives in front of such existences.

"Did you feel it? Fear rules everything." A faint chuckle echoed.

Reinhardt's eyes were faintly blood-red, and the warhammer swept frantically, and the tyrannical air flow swept across, but he missed the dreadlord with strange abilities at all, and at the same time he hunted and killed several soldiers.

"Ah, sweet soul." The pleasure in the words was disgusting, and it was also frantically provoking Reinhardt's nerves.

Neither his hammer nor his shield could protect these young soldiers, who trusted him absolutely, and he led them to desperate deaths.

"Come, devil!" he shouted in vain, "come and eat my soul, come!"

His provocation was not responded to, and this Nathrezim still used his special ability to choose relatively weak targets to attack. This approach was despicable, but to the Dreadlord, despicable is a word of praise.

He has a new target, a girl priest who looks weak and doesn't know how to fight. Her body is fresh and delicious, and her soul is pure and flawless. She has obviously been protected by her peers and elders, and she has nothing to do with real fear and darkness. Know.

He smirked and stretched out his evil claws towards the girl, but he was surprised to find that the girl turned her head suddenly, and the ruby-like eyes were shining with flames.

"Come down, the flames of the Holy Light!"

(End of this chapter)