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- The night is desolate, and the ruins of Lordaeron, which used to be like ghosts and ghosts, are now bustling with noise and war.
Outside the royal court, two groups of "dead people" belonging to different camps were fighting each other head-to-head.
There was a huge number on one side, and the overwhelming walking corpses roared forward like endless waves, with eerie roars and roars that were deafening;
The other side was silent and solemn, their armors were neatly dressed, and they waved the sharp blades in their hands to dismember the undead natural disasters that came towards them into pieces of flesh and bones one after another, just like the rocks standing on the shore, allowing themselves to be washed and beaten by the rough waves
The entire battlefield is like a huge flesh and blood mill constantly devouring and grinding the "life" of both sides.
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On the stalemate battlefield, an undead scourge consisting of hundreds of abominations and crypt demons roared toward the junction where the two armies were fighting.
Whether it is the gigantic and powerful Stitched Abomination or the sharp-toothed Crypt Demon, they are powerful elite undead. They have always been the only choice for undead natural disasters to attack cities, break formations, and penetrate defense lines.
If these elite undead are allowed to get their wish, not only will the frontline array of the Forgotten be penetrated, but even the entire originally balanced defense line will be disrupted.
Fortunately, the Forsaken commander supervising the battle on the front line is not a mediocre person, but an experienced general
"The second reserve team comes with me and stops them!"
The gloomy and hoarse tone sounded on the battlefield without hesitation. Baron Rivendell, who was holding a rune sword, had already pulled the reins of his horse and led the team towards the assault force facing the Undead Scourge.
Under the desolate moonlight, the rune sword shone with a cold, bright light.
" Running wildly for dozens of yards in the passage vacated by the Forsaken soldiers, the speed increased. The death knight wearing the crown armor had directly knocked over the leader of the large abomination with the help of horsepower. Then the sharp rune sword flashed with blue light, and the blade flashing with frost runes had already killed another hateful sword owl wielding a bloody axe.
"Charge! Charge!"
He waved his hand and cast a death grip, and the dark green rune energy condensed into a substantial energy beam, dragging an abomination not far away who was about to throw out a meat hook directly to the ground.
Under the control of the Death Grip, the huge Abomination rolled on the ground several times, knocking over several big guys like him before stopping. But the chosen abomination was about to get up again. The hideous and ugly head has been pierced by the sharp spear-like insect legs of a crypt demon that could not dodge
"For the glory of Sylvanas!"
"Kill them!"
Amid the almost fanatical shouts of Baron Rivendell, who was leading the charge, a whole brigade of Forgotten cavalry followed closely behind with flattened carbines. It was like a sharp knife rushing into the natural disaster troops composed of abominations and crypt demons with almost no obstacles, cutting and tearing out a shocking "big hole" in the already scattered formation of the undead natural disasters. .
The ax split the steel armor, and the horse's hooves trampled the remains of the body. The black spear and chitin carapace collided in the dark night, creating sparks like metal clashes
In an instant, the Forsaken Cavalry was fighting with the undead elites. In the wide square, soldiers and generals from both sides were sleeping completely every second.
The battlefield outside the King's Court of Lordaeron turned into a bloody meat grinder.
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¡°Swish, swish, swish~~~¡±
In a moment, dozens of sharp arrows pierced the sky, instantly nailing the necromancer occupying the tower of the royal court at the far end to the city wall along with the ghouls and abominations guarding them in front of them. On the tower of the Royal Court, the other necromancers who had been harvesting the "lives" of the forgotten with their arrogant laughter were suddenly stagnated by the sharp and sharp arrow skills.
It is true that the natural disasters of the undead do not know pain and ignore wounds, which greatly reduces the lethality of bows and crossbows against them. But even so, it depends on who is holding the bow
When facing Her Majesty the Queen holding the Windrunner bow, not to mention a few corpse witches and necromancers, even the archlich Kel'Thuzad must be cautious and cautious!
But at this time, Her Majesty the Queen, as the commander-in-chief of an army, has no intention of taking action personally and competing with those annoying little bugs. Her Majesty the Queen, who was staring at the Castle of the Royal Court of Lordaeron that had been unable to be conquered for a long time, put away her bow to observe the battle situation, frowned slightly, and seemed to have a solemn look on her face.
The attack progressed throughout the day. Relying on pre-arranged ambushes and internal agents, the Forgotten troops penetrated Bana one after another.The four lines of defense set up by Zaer in the city rushed into the inner city with almost no damage.
But next. The Forgotten's violent advance was suddenly curbed.
First, a huge amount of undead natural disasters suddenly converged in the direction of the Forgotten troops from all directions, firmly blocking the path forward of Her Majesty the Queen and the Forgotten people;
After the Forsaken spent a lot of time, energy and casualties, they finally cleared away most of the walking dead blocking the road and broke through the roads and passages leading to the Royal Court of Lordaeron. However, outside the Royal Court, they Met with determined and tough resistance.
Large groups of elite undead with strong combat capabilities roared in, frantically attacking the Forgotten troops, delaying and delaying the pace of Her Majesty's troops. The time spent on this journey is even more than the sum of the previous four levels of defense, not to mention the casualties suffered by the Forgotten in the battle.
Originally at an absolute disadvantage in terms of military strength, the opposing natural disaster troops' fighting style was always chaotic but desperate. The tug-of-war that Her Majesty the Queen had tried to avoid before was suddenly staged outside the royal court.
Every inch of land on the battlefield has been repeatedly fought over by both sides, and the originally flat stone slabs in the square have long been soaked with rancid blood. The mutilated corpses of both sides covered almost every corner of the square.
There are only more than 18,000 Forgotten troops left, and they are almost struggling at the moment
Observing the tense stalemate in front of her, Sylvanas Windrunner tried her best to think of a solution. But just when Her Majesty the Queen made up her mind helplessly and prepared to throw the last reserve team behind her into the battlefield, a group of Bat Knights who had barely escaped the gargoyles landed next to her, bringing with them something that surprised Her Majesty the Queen. Information:
"Your Majesty the Queen." Jumped off the saddle on the big bat's back. The Forsaken scout looked hesitant, "There are no enemies in the royal court!"
"Behind the natural disaster defense lineis an empty city!"
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"What did you say?"
"did not find?"
The sky was getting dark, and in the inner city of the ruins of Lordaeron, Garithos, who was sitting on his horse, asked his adjutant angrily. Looks annoyed.
"A thousand tauren bastards, a thousand Silver Hand rebels, and a full two thousand cavalry whose tracks are difficult to conceal are hiding in the city. But now you have been given nearly a day to search, and you told me that you didn't find it?"
"What do the scouts and sentinels in the army do for food? Are they all dead?"
Speaking of anger. Garithos, who was out of control, hit the adjutant with a riding crop. If he hadn't taken off his helmet because he was in a state of fighting at any time, Garithos' adjutant would probably have a second scar on his face
Garithos¡¯ inexplicable sense of superiority and unreasonable bad temper are well-known throughout Lordaeron.
This ridiculous habit of beating and scolding soldiers at the slightest displeasure seems to have become the only way for this noble-born warlord to maintain his prestige, and it is well known throughout the Northern Army.
Let¡¯s not talk about whether such a bad habit can win the awe of the subordinates. At least it is absolutely impossible to get the sincere support of the sergeants
He repeatedly flogged his soldiers for no reason. This kind of contempt for the dignity and honor of his subordinates, even if suppressed by the concept of superiority and inferiority, is still difficult to convince the public. What's more, the order issued by Commander-in-Chief itself is not that glorious
Attacking friendly troops for selfish reasons; the enemy is currently focusing on internal fighting This kind of thing will be despised by any bloody man and soldiers with a sense of honor. Among those soldiers who have always been straightforward, this will definitely be considered by others. A despicable stab in the back.
There is no doubt that Marshal Jia¡¯s bad habits finally angered his subordinates. After re-straightening the helmet that had been whipped askew by the riding crop, the suppressed anger in the chest of Garithos' new lieutenant reached its limit.
"As your adjutant, I must do my duty to remind you, Marshal!"
"We don't have enough scouts! The city is filled with undead natural disasters, making it difficult to move forward! The order you gave is simply impossible to complete. And it makes no sense!"
"Our enemy is the undead natural disaster, Marshal! The enemy is currently wasting its limited investigation power elsewhere. This is dereliction of duty! It is irresponsible for the lives of our brothers!"
The unbearable adjutant scratched his neck. His face turned red from holding back his emotions, and he retorted without giving in:
"Let's not talk about those tauren for now, but whether it is the Lord of the Silver Dawn or the Bloody TenOur compatriots in the army are all our friendly troops. If you can't come up with a convincing reason for such a ridiculous order to clear out friendly forces we have the right to refuse to execute it! "
"Bang"
There was a muffled sound, and the outspoken captain's adjutant fell to the ground.
¡°Asshole!¡±
The adjutant¡¯s rebuttal undoubtedly made the angry commander-in-chief furious. While scolding angrily, Marshal Jia, who had kicked the man down, put his long sword on the adjutant's neck: "Those Silver Hand rebels are a group of careerists, how can they stay?" What a shitty ally!"
The adjutant¡¯s rebuttal made Garithos tremble with anger. At this moment, the commander-in-chief looked ferocious and could hardly restrain his anger and wanted to kill this guy who blatantly disobeyed the general¡¯s order and disgraced himself.
Fortunately, Jia Dashuai is arrogant and arrogant, but he is not really hopelessly mentally retarded.
" Scolding and cursing soldiers and subordinates may not be a big deal to General Jia. Go ahead and say hell. It's just that he lost the respect, love and support of a bunch of idiots. But if the adjutant who raised objections was executed in public under the pretext of disobeying military orders, then the reputation of "cruel and unjust" would definitely not escape him
And now that the ambition of spying on the throne of Lordaeron has arisen in the heart of the current Commander-in-Chief, he naturally has to cherish his wings, protect his reputation as much as possible, and eliminate all negative influences.
What's more, the Northern Army under his command is his capital to compete for the throne and ensure his authority. Although a small captain's adjutant and a commander-in-chief didn't notice it. But if one thing is not handled well, it may lead to a lack of morale in the army, or even mutiny among the soldiers, allowing someone to take advantage of the loophole In that case, it will really be too late to regret.
The crown of honor is almost at your fingertips, and the throne of the king seems close at hand. All this made the commander-in-chief, who was known to be decisive in killing in the past, worry about gain and loss.
"On the battlefield, I will spare your life first!"
Complex thoughts lingered in his mind for a long time. Marshal Jia finally suppressed the anger and resentment in his heart. He retracted his sword and looked down at the adjutant who staggered up and said sternly: "Confronting the superior officer, disobeying orders, disrupting the morale of the army." The guilt is to wait until Lordaeron is recovered"
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? but before the marshal¡¯s words had finished, something unexpected happened again.
¡°Click, click, click¡¡.¡±
There was a sudden noise of a winch turning, and the gate leading to the royal area was rising rapidly. The next second, a large number of roaring zombies rushed out of the gate crazily and headed towards Rodan, who was resting in place and recovering his strength. The soldiers of the Northern Legion rushed towards him.
Behind the towering city wall, thousands of gargoyles suddenly rose into the sky, and then swooped down towards the soldiers of Lordaeron!
Caught off guard, dozens of human soldiers at the forefront did not even have time to reorganize their formation, and they were killed under the fangs and claws of the walking dead after making resistance
"The enemy is attacking, unite the team!"
"Quick! Build a defense line! Counterattack!!!"
The sudden blow made Marshal Jia burst into tears after a brief moment of shock. Ignoring the "sentence" to the adjutant, the commander-in-chief had already raised his arms and shouted amidst the howls and roars of the soldiers, roaring and issuing combat orders.
"Jiejie~~~Recover Lordaeron? What a big statement!"
And when the commander was trying to reorganize the formation and stabilize the team that was on the verge of collapse with a hoarse voice, a sinister smile suddenly came from the sky above the northern army array:
"Your fate ends here, stupid human being!"
With a pale face, a terrifying body, and bat-like wings In the sky, the Dread Lord Balnazzar stood proudly, looking down at Garithos with disdain and disdain, who was raising his head and looking angry.
"Tremble! Fear! Welcome deathhum!"
"It's a pity that Balnazar had to swallow it back in his stomach just halfway through speaking his lines. A bright sword light and a lightning-like javelin flashed in mid-air, almost cutting down Balnazar, who was so arrogant just a moment ago.
The Dread Lord, who was in mid-air, almost made a series of evasive movements in a panic to escape the sudden attack. Then he looked fearful and looked at the two buildings on the left and right with full vigilance
"I think" The roofs of two residential buildings on both sides of the street suddenly shattered and collapsed, and a low voice resounded throughout the audience: "That idiot and you big bat it would be easier for me to both die!"
In the dusty sky, two figures with different shapes jumped onto the roof, one on the left and one on the right, surrounding the Dread Lord
Emberbringer?!
The power of Titan!
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