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- Ruins of Lordaeron, south gate.
The roaring artillery fire, the roar of the undead, the shouts and roars of the human warriors The noise on the main battlefield of Lordaeron could be clearly heard from the distance.
And when the prelude to the fighting began on the frontal battlefield in Lordaeron, the Forsaken who were waiting in full swing also began their own actions.
Under the leadership of the scouts, 20,000 Forsaken elites have quietly circled to the other end of the Lordaeron battlefield.
Raising her head and looking at the mottled and thick city wall in front of her, Her Majesty the Queen grabbed the reins of the skeletal horse under her crotch and stood in front of the Forgotten Army Formation, slightly raising the corners of her mouth.
"Varimathras, do you think that after this battle, what percentage of the troops brought by Garithos will be left?"
Turning her head and glancing at the Dread Lord next to her, Sylvanas Windrunner had an undisguised mockery on her lips, and said with some gloating: "I can't wait to see that arrogant and self-deprecating person." The look on a big mad dog¡¯s face when he¡¯s at the end of his rope!¡±
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The Forsaken formed a temporary alliance with the Northern Army of Lordaeron, which was a forced and helpless move.
Within a few months, the number of undead that Balnazzar, who was entrenched in Lordaeron, could summon was only a few hundred thousand at best. Most of them are still cannon fodder units with little combat effectiveness. Even with the terrain advantages provided by the ruins of Lordaeron to the defending side, they are not unshakable.
¡°Based on the strength of the troops under Her Majesty the Queen and Marshal Garda, taking the former capital of Lordaeron may cause a lot of casualties, but it is not an impossible task. The Forgotten, the Northern Legion either of these two major forces has the appetite to eat this big cake.
But this is also the crux of the problem
The ruined capital of Lordaeron is of great significance and value to both sides. Both the two major forces are determined to win it, but the strength comparison between them is almost the same.
The mutual restraint, fear, and hostility, in turn, prevent both parties from acting rashly. I'm afraid that after paying heavy casualties, the other party will waste time and work hard to make wedding dresses for others.
But if the two sides continue to remain in a stalemate like this, they will only waste time in each other's wary calculations. And if the power under Balnazar's command slowly grows, the result will be that the two powers will become a tripartite.
By then, the situation will only become more complicated.
"When a crane and a clam fight, the fisherman benefits" is not something that only a time traveler like Old Tang understandsUnder such a premise, they were forced to form an alliance. Monitoring each other and wiping out all the undead natural disasters entrenched in Lordaeron as soon as possible is the best choice for both parties.
But how can a deformed alliance that may collapse at any time, or even turn against each other with weapons, truly unite and help each other sincerely?
" Garithos and Her Majesty the Queen, who have their own hidden agendas, have tacitly acknowledged that the secret calculations and tricks between each other are already a "tacit understanding" on the surface.
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¡°I¡¯m looking forward to it too, Your Majesty the Queen.¡±
"But we don't have any siege equipment the casualties may be huge!"
As a Nazturem who is good at guessing people's hearts, Her Majesty the Queen's naked ridicule and ridicule at this moment did not surprise Varimathras, a big bat. Echoed respectfully. The Dread Lord followed the Banshee King's train of thought in an almost flattering manner, and even put on the face of a loyal servant and carefully remonstrated, as if he was a complete bastard
I don't know if it was because Varimathras was acting like a slave at the moment or because she thought of the "tragic ending" of the commander-in-chief. Sylvanas, with a cold look on her face, sneered casually and stopped talking to the Dread Lord. He turned his head and waved at the cool Nathanos Blighter behind him. Then he ordered in a deep voice under the surprised gaze of the big bat:
"Send the signal, Nathanos! Let the warriors in the city take action!"
After receiving Her Majesty the Queen¡¯s command, the Withered One, the Dark Queen¡¯s warrior nodded, took off his bow without saying a word, drew out a specially made arrow, bent the bow and nocked an arrow!
¡°Hiss~~~¡±
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????With the sound of a piercing sound resounding through the sky, like a mournful wail, the sound, acting as a signal arrow, shot straight up into the sky.
A moment later, the unique commotion of the walking dead could be faintly heard from the dilapidated but thick city walls. The sound of swords piercing the flesh and the wails and roars of the undead before death could be heard endlessly. And under the glaring gazes of the forgotten people. The suspension bridge that had been pulled up and tightened suddenly fell back onto the moat, splashing a huge cloud of smoke and dust.
After the diffuse smoke and dust, the not-so-wide south gate of Lordaeron has been revealed.Suddenly, a hole was opened, and an "undead army" was guarding the city gate, silently killing the large numbers of walking corpses that were coming forward!
Varimathras's reptilian-like pupils suddenly widened. The next second, the big bat barely suppressed the surprise in his heart, and looked at the fierce battle at the city gate with an ecstatic expression.
This time and this place is just the right time to seize the city gate
They are the "ambush" soldiers of the Forgotten!
"But when was the arrangement made?"
At this moment, Varimathras was terrified. no doubt. This order definitely bypassed his secret arrangement. That is to say. And the woman next to her has always been very careful with herself!
Varimathras, who has always been very confident in his own mind and skills, is worried for the first time whether the plan between himself and Balnazzar can be implemented smoothly
Although Big Bat tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart. But the performance was definitely not brilliant.
Recalling the plan agreed upon with Old Tang that night, Her Majesty the Queen, who had been secretly sizing up the adjutant of the Terror Demon King, let out a sarcastic laugh in her heart, and had already marked the death of this adjutant with ulterior motives.
The only problem is that it¡¯s time!
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From the moment she decided to seize the capital of Lordaeron, Sylvanas never thought about fighting a tough battle that would waste her strength and possibly cause heavy casualties.
The lifeless body of the Forsaken is a heavy curse on ordinary days, but it is an excellent advantage in this battle!
Although the mind control of the Dread Lord is powerful, it will never be able to detect the thoughts of every undead natural disaster as horribly as the Lich King. Taking off their armor and camouflaging themselves for a moment, the Forsaken warriors were able to act as insiders among the Scourge in Lordaeron.
Except for the fact that this arrangement was left to the hands of Nathanos, a person who could be fully trusted, no other Forsaken general or senior officials knew about it, so there was no danger of it being rumored.
As for the time, Sylvanas made arrangements not long after the Forsaken's will awakened. At that time, Varimathras, the big bat, had not yet become his prisoner!
And this action. The reason why Her Majesty the Queen, who has always been strong, was willing to make concessions on the issue of troop distribution, and only brought 20,000 elite troops to attack the city despite knowing that Garithos had bad intentions, was precisely because of this secret move to rely on!
And now, it¡¯s time for the original arrangement to bear fruit!
"Nathanos, contact the warriors at the passes along the way and open a passage for the army!" Putting aside the thoughts and complacency in her mind for the time being, Her Majesty the Queen had already begun to point out the generals with a cold look on her face: "Rivendell, lead the charge. ! Be sure to get there before those survivors. Occupy the royal court!"
"As for you Varimathras" Her Majesty the Queen looked at the Dread Lord who was slightly absent-minded and didn't know what he was thinking with interest, and ordered in a calm manner: "Follow me! "
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"Why did the trebuchet stop?"
On the battlefield in front of Lordaeron, Garithos, who was sitting motionless on horseback, suddenly shouted angrily at the newly promoted adjutant with a ferocious look on his face.
"Marshal, the Minotaur cavalry and the Knights of the Silver Hand have already rushed to the city gate. If you continue to throw, there may be accidental injuries!"
¡°Asshole!¡±
Commander Jia was originally jealous because his former subordinates echoed the shouts of the Silver Hand rebels. At this moment, all the anger that had been accumulated before was vented. He whipped the adjutant in the face with a riding crop, ripping his flesh to pieces. Garithos had already galloped to the trebuchet position and roared angrily:
"Keep throwing!"
"Marshal, the friendly troops in front are too close, and the rebounding stone bullets will"
"Shut up! I said, keep throwing!"
"But Marshal"
"No but, execute the order!"
The trebuchet gunner had just finished speaking in the middle of his retort when Garithos' long sword was already pressed against the gunner's neck, and he roared with a fierce expression.
The name Silver Hand has high prestige among soldiers. This made Garithos feel resentful; his appeal made him particularly jealous and even distorted in his mind.
At this moment, Garithos, as a warlord, truly felt the threat to his prestige and status from the "rebels" he had always despised. Being ?Garithos, who was so angry that he lost his temper completely, didn't even need the last fig leaf:
"Whoever dares to stop without my order will be dealt with by military law!"
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?Charge, pierce, and charge again!
Swing the hammer. Sweep. Swing the hammer again!
Surrounded by tens of thousands of walking corpses, Old Tang led the Sunwalker troops to repeat actions that had been repeated thousands of times.
The sun shines brightly. The war blades slashed, and the Sunwalker troops surged forward as the earth trembled. The walking corpses blocking the way of the tauren warriors could not slow down this torrent of steel. Countless skeletons, zombies, and even countless combat kodo beasts were directly crushed into pieces of broken bones and rotten flesh by the powerful impact
Familiar enemies, familiar rhythms In a daze, Old Tang seemed to think that he had returned to the battlefield in the Land of Ghosts.
Once again, a brainless zombie was smashed into pulp, and a purple arc of electricity and dazzling holy light burst out from the war hammer, gushing and shining among the dense array of undead, leaving behind charcoal and ashes all over the ground.
After several minutes of furious advance, the Sunwalker troops had penetrated the interception formation of the undead cannon fodder, and the blood-stained giant gate of Lordaeron's capital was right in front of them. But just as Old Tang was about to charge forward and continue his fine tradition of violently scoring goals, he suddenly felt a warning sign.
Suddenly looking back, four round boulders the size of fighting Kodos had broken through the air and were suddenly falling towards the city gate with a thunderous momentum. Old Tang had no doubt that if the boulder was allowed to fall and rebound, the Sun Walker, which had not been damaged at all along the way, would suffer casualties, and even the gray-robed cavalry following closely behind him would suffer heavy casualties!
"Nah, Garithos doesn't even want to lose his last bit of shame? He still has his own plans behind him!"
Old Tang, who did not know the specific identity of the Scarlet Crusaders behind him, was furious. But he didn't even have time to curse, so he jumped up from Manjiao's back into the air and swung his hammer at two boulders close to him.
"Bang! Bang!"
The powerful boulder was like hitting two heavy home runs. It deflected and hit the undead array next to it, and then crushed out two long corridors of flesh and blood. But the additional force on the boulder also knocked Old Tang away in the air
?????????????????????????????????????????????????¡ After repeatedly kicking, bending his legs, and bowing, he finally managed to remove the force, but Old Tang was unable to intercept the other two boulders.
Looking dejectedly at the boulder that was rapidly falling towards the junction of the two cavalry units, Old Tang could almost foresee the scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere under the crushing force of the boulder. But the next second, Old Tang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at the two destructive sword lights rising into the sky with dumbfounded eyes!
The rich power of the Holy Light condensed into two substantive and cold sword energy, which was more than ten meters long, and shot out from the array of gray robe cavalry, straight down to the falling boulder. The seemingly indestructible boulder, which weighed hundreds of kilograms, collided with the sword light, but instantly shattered into fist-sized rocks that filled the sky.
The sound of "clang, clang, clang, clang" was heard endlessly. It was the sound of gravel colliding with metal armor, occasionally mixed with the groans of pain from the warriors.
But at this moment, Old Tang couldn't pay attention to these at all. All his attention was attracted by the gray-robed leader who slashed out two sword lights, or in other words, by the broad sword in the gray-robed leader's hand. Attracted by the sharp blade that looks like a hatchet
In the long history of the vast Azeroth, there are many stories and legends about magical weapons: Gorehowl, Warblade of Azzinoth, Frostmourne, Doomhammer, Sulfuras* Balrog. Hand, the legendary staff of the guardian of Atiesh*
But the legend represented by this sword is undoubtedly the most dazzling one among them!
In his previous life, Old Tang had seen this sharp blade in the game more than once. It was sacred, fallen, and reborn There are few weapons that have more twists and turns than the story behind this sword. Legendary and magnificent!
"Ashebringer!"
Whispering the name of the divine weapon in a soft voice, Old Tang's eyes crossed the battlefield and met the eyes of the first holder of this divine weapon, the legendary paladin;
"Alexandro Mograine!"
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