Death Song
You need to have a fully cohesive unit you think.
"Ready those blessed silvers men, and you robe wearers melt those dead tin cans!" you order.
Arrows fly towards the Blood Specters first seeing as they're your greatest threat, the wizards unleash magic attack on the Death Knights. Your side manages to eliminate most of them before the horde reaches you.
Unfortunately this isn't enough. While your side fights valiantly, you're outnumbered as usual and don't really have the raw power to at least fight them off properly. Indeed that's been the whole problem with the Garwold defense. Gnomes and Halflings have never been the best fighters in a straight up battle.
Doesn't take long before your dead are rising to join the enemy. You attempt to target the enemy necromancer, but you can't get a clear shot, and it won't help with the second dead army that is now heading over the hill now.
You sound a retreat, but you won't be joining few survivors left as a Death Knight smashes you in the side of the head with a swing of his fail. You fall to the ground dazed and bloody. As you attempt to get up, your mind begins to fill music. A little tune to take you away from this placeĀ
You look up just in time to see a blurry outline of the Death Knight who finishes the job and crushes your skull completely.
"Ready those blessed silvers men, and you robe wearers melt those dead tin cans!" you order.
Arrows fly towards the Blood Specters first seeing as they're your greatest threat, the wizards unleash magic attack on the Death Knights. Your side manages to eliminate most of them before the horde reaches you.
Unfortunately this isn't enough. While your side fights valiantly, you're outnumbered as usual and don't really have the raw power to at least fight them off properly. Indeed that's been the whole problem with the Garwold defense. Gnomes and Halflings have never been the best fighters in a straight up battle.
Doesn't take long before your dead are rising to join the enemy. You attempt to target the enemy necromancer, but you can't get a clear shot, and it won't help with the second dead army that is now heading over the hill now.
You sound a retreat, but you won't be joining few survivors left as a Death Knight smashes you in the side of the head with a swing of his fail. You fall to the ground dazed and bloody. As you attempt to get up, your mind begins to fill music. A little tune to take you away from this placeĀ
You look up just in time to see a blurry outline of the Death Knight who finishes the job and crushes your skull completely.
