"Your Highness the Prince seems a little different from usual?"

"Yes, although he was very brave in the past, he was not very good at marching and fighting. What's wrong with this today?"

"The most pitiful thing is the fearful devil, who was fooled by us."

"Yes, he doesn't look very smart."

...

Xu Mochao smiled slightly, hiding his merits and fame.

Arthas was trained as Lordaeron's successor since childhood and learned a variety of knowledge, which naturally included the ability to lead troops to fight.

But despite this, his practical experience is still insufficient.

Alsace had been involved in the battle when Zuoman trolls invaded the border of Quel'thalas, their ally, but that time was basically a soy sauce.

It was not until this riot of the orc tribes in the southern kingdom that King Terenas had to use force to suppress him. Arthas was sent by his father to assist Uther, the commander of the army, and this was the real way he began to fight.

Of course, although Arthas was young and energetic and slightly dissatisfied with Uther's conservatism, he still adhered to the duties of the Paladin and eliminated the threats of the Black Dragon Hillinox and the Orc Blackstone Tribe, which won Uther's high praise.

As for his leadership alone, he had to wait until he began to investigate the plague in the north of the kingdom.

So even if it is a genius, Arthas's ability to command the command still seems a bit immature, but it is also considered unsatisfactory.

Of course, the soldiers' love for the prince and the Paladin's skills make up for this shortcoming.

So when he was surrounded by the army of Melganis, the first thing he thought about was not how to use the troops in his hands to turn defeat into victory, but instead put all his hopes on the powerful weapon of Frost and Sadness.

But now if Xu Mochao comes to command, everything has become different.

There are indeed many troops without death spirits, and the number of troops available in Xu Mochao's hands is far inferior to that of his opponent.

However, Melganis is not an excellent commander, and he is not even a qualified commander.

Of course, as a member of the Demon King of Fear, he doesn't need any commander's ability.

Relying on the large number of undead legions provided to him by the Lich King, every time the battle starts, he uses the unique sleep skills of the Fear Demon King clan to make the opponent's general fall asleep. Then he summons a corroded bee colony and opens the vampire aura that can restore health through attacks. Just bewildered.

He has always done this.

However, this time he faced Xu Mochao, the founding emperor who once led the Ming Cult to overthrow the Yuan Dynasty!

So when Xu Mochao saw Melganis turn on the vampire aura, sleeping and corroding the bee colony for three consecutive times, Xu Mochao laughed.

"With this level of command, let alone Xu Da and Chang Yuchun, even if they were Zhang Shicheng and Chen Youliang, they would not be worthy of carrying shoes!"

The poor two fools still wanted to rely on the power of Frost Sadness to deal with Melganis, but in Xu Mochao's opinion, there was no need for that!

In this case, only a fool will fight hard and directly show him to death by operating!

Next, Xu Mochao led a human army less than one-quarter of the undead army, and regarded the undead army as if nothing was left, like a sharp knife to penetrate them.

Whether it is the highly mobile knight and the griffin knight, or the dwarf musketeers and mortar teams with advantage in range, they all exerted their strength far beyond the previous ones under the leadership of Xu Mochao.

"Arsace, aren't your human race the king's army?"

"If you have the will, don't run away. Let's fight with me in the last game!"

"Can you say that Lordaeron's prince is a coward who only knows how to escape?"

Both Xu Mochao's soldiers and Muladin were angry with Melganis's words, and Muladin even took the initiative to ask for the fight:

"Alsace, let me go and let him taste the taste of my Storm Hammer!"

"No need to pay attention to him, let's go!"

Although he was puzzled by Xu Mochao's orders, the soldiers still obeyed orders and executed the orders without saying a word, including the dwarf troops that originally belonged to Muladin.

Xu Mochao's performance during this period has completely convinced them.

On the contrary, Muladin asked in confusion, "Are you just asking him to insult you?"

The dwarf is always angry, even the kind Muladin is no exception.

"Otherwise?" Xu Mochao rolled his eyes, "Isn't it stupid to fight hard if there are too many people on the other side? Retreat!"

"But……"

"Let's go, there will be a chance to fight him alone!"

Xu Mochao had already said that, so Muladin stopped talking and followed suit.

"Your Highness, do we still want to go around with them?"

DuPont finally couldn't help but ask, "I'm worried that if this continues, everyone will not be able to hold on."

"No," Xu Mochao shook his head, "With Muladin and the witches, the mobility of the undead army will be greatly reduced. With me, you don't have to worry about small-scale close combat, and we also have powerful magical abilities."

Xu Mochao looked at the few priests and witches in the team, all of whom were treasures.

The priest's healing and soul fire can greatly improve the endurance and combat effectiveness of one's own troops, and dispersing magic is a powerful means to deal with skeleton soldiers.

Not to mention the witch, stealth saves life, slows down and weakens, especially the transformation technique, which has extremely terrifying deterrence.

It’s a pity that the number is too small, otherwise he could have played more radically.

The only thing you need to worry about now is not to sleep with Melganis's hypnosis technique. It is a trivial matter to be surrounded by the army of undead. Thinking that once he was sleeping by a fearful demon king, Xu Mochao was disgusting as if he was swallowed by a fly.

"DuPont, since he is fighting guerrillas, you must remember these sixteen words, 'The enemy advances and I retreat, I pursue the enemy retreats, I disturb me, I will fight the enemy'!"

"The enemy advances and I retreat, the enemy retreats and I chase them, the chaos stops and disturbs me, and the enemy is tired and I will fight..."

DuPont recited it silently several times, remembered these four sentences deeply in his heart, and looked at Xu Mochao with a little more admiration.

Xu Mochao's prediction was correct at all.

If it were the generals from the Ming Cult in the Legend of the Heaven Slaying Dragon, they would probably have come up with a way to deal with Xu Mochao at this time.

After all, the advantages of the undead army are much greater than that of the human race. Gargoyles are more mobile. They not only have thick skin and more blood, but also emit plagues. The undead wizard can curse enemies and summon skeleton soldiers. The attack range of the meat grinding cart is extremely far-reaching, not to mention the powerful attack power, and one fight can make a frost dragon.

Of course, the most important thing is that the undead army has an absolute advantage in number.

Until now, the human and undead tribes still have a 1:3 disadvantage.

In addition, with the strong Melganis facing the formation, no matter how you look at this battle, there should be no suspense.

But Melganis had no way to deal with Xu Mochao.

Seeing the number of the undead army gradually decrease, but the human troops are often treated in a dying state by the priest and Xu Mochao in time with the sacred light, Melganis finally became anxious.
Chapter completed!