"Gavenlad!" Benny's face was extremely serious. "How many troops does Stantholm have?"

"Including the First Knights, 4,000!" Gavinlad automatically filtered out the security forces.

"Leave 1,000 people to be responsible for the city defense, everyone else! Gather immediately!" Benny stood up from behind the table. "Kadgar plays the mage!"

"Awaiting for your order, Lord Great Lord." Card added the previous gift.

"You may have to go to the Ghostlands, we need the support of the Delaney clan!" Benny handed his token, a silver metal card with the Naru mark, to Khadga. "Use this, you can summon several mage helpers."

"Get it!" Kardga waved his hand and disappeared into the room with Gavin Rad.

Benny unfolded a piece of paper, wrote something, sealed the paint and handed it over to Kearns.

"Send a message to Quel Thalas immediately, we need the support of the mage troops and the Dragon Eagle Knight!"

Karns gave a slight gift and disappeared into the teleportation array.

"Everyone." Benny looked around the remaining officers. "This will be the end battle for Lordaeron! We-can only succeed!"

"The Holy Light will surely win!" Everyone stood up and gave a bow.

The junction of Andorhal to the west of the capital of King Lordaeron.

An army of 5,000 people covered the open space west of the junction. The soldiers did not set up tents or set up fortifications. They formed an array to sit on the ground, waiting for the cooks to distribute food.

"I have already smelled the stench of the demon!" Foding and Tyran sat on the ground like other soldiers, with an ordinary long sword on his side.

"Will this be our last battle?" Although I received a message and knew that the demons were gathering a large army, the troops beside me gave Tai Lanqiang confidence.

"Finally?" Foding shook his head with a wry smile. "Our war has no end, Tyran Alsace is still at large in the north, and our eyes on those demon teams have never stopped. Unless they all die, our war will end!"

"Will we win? I mean-to-day!"

"I never doubted, Tyran." Foding patted his son on the shoulder. "The destruction of the country has never knocked us down, let alone now?" Foding's hand stroked around. "We have the best soldiers, the best weapons and equipment, and - the best leaders."

"Yes." Tyran looked at the soldiers around them. They had clear armor, sharp weapons, and weapons that they had never dared to think about before. And these took less than two years.

"We have a long way, Tyran, you should go to Stantamme." Foding looked west. "But after this 'battle' is over."

Lordaeron is in the open space in front of the gate.

The army of demons is boundless, and there is no sight at all. The dark clouds in the sky are occasionally filled with green lightning, and the evil stinking fills the air.

"I didn't expect you to ask me for help, Marganis!" The voice of the Lord of the Abyss was like thunder. Dark green flames were burning on its head and shoulders. Its hands were replaced by two huge weapons. Its hideous flesh wings broke from it. It was twice as tall as Marganis.

"You are the most powerful commander I can summon, Brutalus." Marganis lowered his head slightly and hid his face in the shadow. "No one can stop you here."

"Ah, yes." The Lord of the Abyss laughed unimportantly. "Before I came, I was received by my master, and he was very dissatisfied with your repeated failures! That's why I accepted your call! I came to clean up the mess for you, Marganis."

"Of course." Marganis lowered his head. "When you sweep the world, I will apologize like the master, and you will rule this land on my behalf."

"There is only destruction here, Marganis!" The Lord of the Abyss laughed disdainfully. "Don't use your conspiracy mind on me! When I kill all the bugs here, I will ask the master for advice!"

Marganis bowed slightly, and said nothing more. The Lord of the Abyss moved his limbs and walked eastward in the passage separated by the demon army.

"Nasrezm is just a group of weak people playing with conspiracies!" The voice of the Lord of the Abyss came from afar, and Marganis smiled disdainfully: "A brainless idiot!"

The demon army followed the Abyss Lord, and Marganis waved his hand and disappeared into the air.

The dark clouds in the sky began to expand, and dark green lightning flashed from time to time. The Buddha raised his head and looked at the plane hovering in the air not far away.

"How long will it take for Grand Lord Smith to arrive?"

"No more than 6 hours, Lord Foding, the army of the Great Lord marched lightly, and their speed was very fast!" replied the mage beside him.

Foding looked west, and the stench was getting closer and closer. Sure enough, the airplane moved towards here, and the investigator in the back seat waved the red flag in his hand.

"Not less than five thousand yards!" Fo Ding's face changed. These demons were moving so quickly!

"Sentencer!"

"Your Excellency!" A mage moved forward.

"C formation preparation!"

The order was quickly conveyed by magic. The soldiers stood up silently to check their weapons and equipment. The Paladin quickly moved to both sides to prepare to release their blessings. His hands formed two rows in front of him. The artillery positions behind him had already been prepared, just waiting for the planes in the air to guide their coordinates.

The red flag in the air waved again, and the demon was less than three thousand yards.

"Artifact preparation, maximum range!" Foding issued orders step by step according to the standards in the 'training manual'.

The artillery array raised green flags directly, and their muzzles themselves were at the maximum elevation angle, just waiting for the demons to enter the range.

The earth began to tremble slightly, and the rumbling sound of marching came from afar, and the green lightning in the sky shone even more frequently.

"Prepare for air defense!"

The hands behind the array raised their mouths and aimed at the sky. The infantrymen set up huge shields to aim at the sky, covering themselves and the hands in front of the array.

The flag verbs in the air changed again, and the demons had already stepped into the range of two thousand yards, which was the longest range of the Holy Light Cannon!

"Architecture fire!"
Chapter completed!