All-Heavens Spellcaster

As we all know, the fastest running speed horse can reach sixty kilometers each hour, this rate typically can not last long, up to ten seconds to half a minute it will slow down.

General rode on, most of the speed remained at about twenty kilometers each hour to thirty kilometers, ran twelve hours will be stopped to rest for some time, up to eighty kilometers traveled twelve hours to one day Within a hundred kilometers, if fiercely heart, 150 kilometers to two hundred kilometers can be barely achieved.

As for the BMW that travels thousands of miles every day, it is actually an exaggerated description. No horse can really run 500 kilometers a day.

Of course, the above common knowledge about horses only applies to the Earth where Zhang Cheng was born.

As for the horse of Azeroth…

Well, in his eyes, this thing can no longer be called a horse, but a shape that is very similar to a horse Of another creature.

Because the dark horse under his crotch has been running fast for five and a half hours, there is no sign of slowing down, it is almost like having inexhaustible physical energy, no wonder it can carry Knight, wearing a full-body plate armor, charged the enemy and even completed the pursuit mission.

To know the Earth medieval battlefield, up to the horses laden with Knight at the speed of 20 kilometers each hour, to complete a limited number of charge and will run out of stamina fell to the ground.

The same horse, why is the gap so big?

After all, from the outside, the horses of Azeroth world are taller, sturdier, and have a stronger skeleton. There is nothing special about them, but only after you ride them, you can feel hidden in The power of the monster version in blood vessels and muscles.

Forcibly enduring the pain from the worn skin on the inner thigh, Zhang Cheng turned his head and shouted at the youth behind him: “How far are we from Dalaran?”

“It’s almost two hours to run! Why, are you tired? Do you want to stop and rest for a while?” Garrick suggested loudly, too.

“No, no, go ahead. The closer we are to the Silver Pine Forest, the more vulnerable we are to the Forsaken. On the contrary, the sooner we get to Dalaran, the safer we will be.” Zhang Cheng Shook the head hard and rejected the other party’s kindness.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to stop and let his body that is about to break apart to relax, but that he doesn’t know why, there is always a premonition of unclear feeling in his heart.

It stands to reason that if the Forsaken wants to use the town as a huge plague test site, they will inevitably send people to stare at it 24 hours a day, cutting off contact with the outside world if necessary.

But now, they have run so far in one breath, but they have not encountered an ambush, which is a bit unpredictable.

As there is a saying, the best way to retaliate against a person is not to kill him directly, but to let him live in fear of waiting for the eve of death all the time.

In Zhang Cheng’s view, the reason why the Forsaken has not launched an attack is to create a similar effect and consume his own vigilance and energy, so he will not give the other party a chance. machine.

Time flies, and two hours have passed in the blink of an eye…

With the crisp sound of horses’ hoofs, three healthy horses walked towards the foot of the majestic Alterac Mountain. Galloping by the scenic Lordamere Lake.

Just as the violet shield that enveloped the magical kingdom of Dalaran rose on the horizon, three forsaken riding death horses suddenly emerged from the woods.

Two of them wore sophisticated chain mail and held a hunting bow made entirely from the bones of unknown creatures. At first glance, they were completely different from the Forsaken they had encountered before.

As a half-game fan, Zhang Cheng noticed the markings on their chests at a glance, and immediately warned loudly: “Be careful! These two guys are members of the elite troops of Don’t Forget—the Undead Sentinel! “

“Dead… Undead sentinel?” Old George shivered involuntarily, holding his daughter tightly with one hand, and pulling the whip fiercely with the other hand, forcing a slightly exhausted one. The mount makes the final sprint.

Anyone who knows the organization of the Forsaken Army will not know this secret organization that is as famous as the Storm Wind City MI7.

Most of their roles are not frontal combat, but a series of important tasks such as assassination, sabotage, and surveillance. Each is an elite of the elite, personally commanded by the fear Demon King Varimathras. Be cold and cruel, and can do anything.

Seeing an enemy, Garrick didn’t say a word, he straightened his bow and set an arrow, and shot an arrow at the nearest forsaken.

“hehe, the idiot of overestimate one’s capabilities.” The Forsaken sneered and mocked, and also drew the bow at a very fast speed, shooting a sharp arrow with black rays of light.

Although there is a two or three second time difference between the two one after the other, the time to complete the action is almost the same.

When the two arrows collided in midair, they shot out dazzling golden sparks, followed by the next second…

The black belonging to the forgotten Arrow, effortless split Garrick’s ordinary arrow in half from the middle, and the pu’ sound pierced into the shoulder. In less than two or three seconds, the skin near the wound showed large swelling and disgusting sores.

“Ahhhhh!!!!!!”

Under the stimulation of severe pain, the young man could not help but let out a miserable cry, and hurriedly grabbed the rein, lest he Fell accidentally.

“Damn!” Zhang Cheng cursed cursed in a low voice, raised his hand to the Forsaken who had just shot an arrow, and released an instant skill-Flame Impact.

But what surprised him was that the opponent was not hit by a powerful impact on the spot like the previous enemy, but after a flash of red rays of light, there was no effect at all.

Before Zhang Cheng could figure out what happened and so on, the last forgotten person wearing a black cloak suddenly accelerated to the forefront, and then took out the fiery- Red’s staff poked to the ground.

Boom!

With him as the center, everything around four meters around was swallowed by the blast of fiery flames.

Zhang Cheng only felt dizzy for a while. The whole person turned 360 degrees in midair, and finally fiercely fell off and rolled on the ground for three or four meters before stopping.

As for the poor horse, it has become an unrecognizable scorched corpse, and there is no way to ride it.

“Leave me alone! Run! Run! Report to Dalaran!” Zhang Cheng struggled to get up and gave the final order.

He undoubtedly knew very well that he wanted to save his life and win the battle. The only way out was to do everything possible to hold the opponent and let Old George and Garrick move the rescuers.

Despite obtain Arcane power, his self-confidence a little bit inflated, but not stupid enough to think he can simultaneously Fu Sanming forgotten the elite, one or strength is not weak Mage.

“Understood! Please hold on!” Garrick endured the pain nodded.

He undoubtedly knew that he could not help at all except to add chaos to staying, so he ran forward without looking back…