Tiffley only felt a chill all over his back. During the ten consecutive days of missions, they had already fought more than once with the Scourge Legion. It felt like those skeletons and zombies had no great combat power at all. A well-trained soldier could fight against three, or even more.

The most important thing is that these natural disaster soldiers do not have much wisdom. They seem to be able to accept some general command. However, in close collisions, they have no ability to respond immediately. Even when facing hatred, they are successfully killed by them using chains and traps. They are even ready to capture a living hatred. With the IQ of those guys, this is not difficult.

But everything at the moment suddenly subverted his impression of the Scourge over the past few days. They were actually wise and set traps for their own teams. This was completely different from the unthinking monsters he had seen before. In other words, this was the real Scourge.

All the residents in the town came out. They were different from the previous corpses. Their movements were obviously more flexible, and they were nearly 80% of ordinary people. Most of them held weapons in their hands.

Countless residents flocked out of the town, gathered at the intersection of the town, looking at the soldiers from afar. There were also pairs of blood-red eyes on the surrounding canyons. There were hundreds of ghouls, which had blocked the remaining two directions. The number of enemies had already shown a crushing momentum.

The Scourge did not directly attack. Countless corpses gathered at the intersection of the canyon, and then separated to the sides, revealing a passage. A death knight wearing black armor and riding a nightmare war horse slowly walked out of the middle of the town. This was a knight with a human appearance, but his pale face and eyes flashing with evil glory all meant that he was now a servant of the Scourge.

When the Scourge lacks a commander, they are just a group of disorderly beasts, but when a death knight is in charge, they will instantly turn into the most perfect army. After all, what kind of soldiers can compare to the Scourge's characteristics that absolutely obey orders and are not afraid of life and death? This is the most ideal legion in the heart of a commander.

The moment the Death Knights appeared, Tiffley realized that what they encountered might not be the ordinary vanguard. This was a regular army specifically targeted them. In terms of time, the third team should have arrived in Canyon Town earlier than them, but now...

"Retreat, right away."

Tiffley shouted, turned his horse's head and started running back. Meanwhile, a red firework flew into the air. This was an emergency alert signal to Lyon.

The distance was not far, and Lyon saw Tiffley running back from afar.

"What happened, where is the third team?"

"There is no third team anymore. It's a trap, abandon all the goods, throw away all unnecessary equipment, and everyone moves at full speed. We evacuate to the 6th Legion's garrison. Everyone moves."

At this time, there were already dense rustling sounds in the surrounding woods. Countless ghouls surrounded the mountains and fields.

"Everyone covers each other. Don't let them get close. Lyon, signal, we need support."

“The recent support will also take more than two hours.”

"Then you should hurry up."

A dazzling white light rushed into the sky. The white light ball stayed in the air for several minutes, and its dazzlingness was enough to be seen a hundred kilometers away. This is the highest level of distress signal that every vanguard team has. It indicates that the main force in the local area needs the highest level of support.

The ghouls did not rush up, but just surrounded them and continued to carry out harassing attacks. This made Tiffley even more uneasy. The edge of the woods was right in front of him. Once they rushed out of the woods and left the mountain, they had more room for choice as cavalrymen.

As his eyes lit up, a faint moonlight shone on the knights. Tiffley couldn't believe that they rushed out of the woods so easily. In such an empty environment, without more than ten times the encirclement of troops, it would be impossible to keep Lordaeron's most elite cavalry regiment.

But the next moment, he understood why the enemy had no response to their movements. A harsh scream came from mid-air. The original moonlight quickly dimmed, as if it was covered by something.

Tiffley looked up and felt a little nervous. It was countless bat-shaped monsters. Tiffley remembered that thing was called gargoyles. The Scourge's air force. Countless gargoyles attacked over the sky, with a total of thousands. Faced with a cavalry regiment with less than a hundred people, they were in an overwhelming advantage.

"Captain, we can't deal with the air units. In less than a quarter of an hour, they will tear us all apart. According to information, there shouldn't be any higher-level Scourge Corps in this position. We're dead."

"No, there is still a chance. We have sent a signal. The Griffon Knights of the Sixth Legion will arrive within two hours. Everyone turns around and we go back to the woods."

"Although I was in a desperate situation, all the knights were still not confused at all. They quickly turned their horse's head and ran towards the woods on one side."

This is a coniferous forest in the north. The entire hillside is densely covered with tall cedar wood. It is a rather unfriendly terrain for huge bats.

The ghouls and the skeleton army behind him were also slowly approaching. This time the cavalry team turned around and almost passed by the other party. But finally, before the other party surrounded him, they seized a small hillside and occupied a relatively commanding height. The top of the hillside was also covered with cedar wood, which almost covered the sky. Therefore, it could effectively weaken the aerial advantage of the gargoyles.

"Everyone dismounts the horse and defensive formation." The woods are no longer suitable for cavalry activities. All cavalrymen quickly dismounted, took off their shields on their backs, and formed a circular defensive formation.

The first ones to surround were the fast-moving ghouls and the gargoyles that broke through the dense forest.

But the knights quickly taught them a lesson.

"Flame potion." As Tiffley shouted, the knights on the periphery took out a red alchemy potion and threw it into the air. Then everyone neatly drew their swords and slashed at the alchemy potion. The crystal broke, and the red potion touched the silver sword body. A flame-colored rune light flashed. Then the entire sword body ignited a raging flame.

More than twenty flame swords formed a flame defense circle, which for a time had a considerable shock to the ghouls and gargoyles.
Chapter completed!