A Chapter with No Title

The Titan Keepers' machines and servant armies were gradually reclaiming control of Ulduar through coordinated attacks from within and without. With the evil god Yogg-Saron beneath them as well, the Scourge army was being besieged on all sides. At this critical moment, the mortal Judgment Army also arrived from beyond the Storm Peaks.

The Scourge had already entered a dead end. Yet even in such a situation, the Scourge army made the most correct choice: retreat from Ulduar, tear open a gap in the guardian servants' forces outside Ulduar, and then engage the approaching mortal Judgment Army.

That was right—fight bravely. Unlike fighting the Titan Keepers' servants, fighting mortals would inevitably result in death. And wherever there was death, the Scourge could replenish its ranks. Once they expanded their army again, they could play with the evil god or the Titan Keepers however they pleased.

The Scourge's strategy collided with the first wave of the Judgment Army to reach the Storm Peaks, immediately setting off a fierce battle.

The vanguard army made up of Taunka, Furbolgs, and trolls was not afraid of the undead. But the problem was that the Scourge had acquired Titan technology from within Ulduar and had produced its first practical weapons. The moment they met, they hurled over a hundred gasoline rockets at the allied forces.

After being baptized by a barrage of rockets and then facing undead who feared no death, the Judgment Army's vanguard was on the verge of collapse. Fortunately, the guardian servants outside Ulduar provided timely support. With Tirion also arriving from the rear alongside the Knights of the Ebon Blade, they barely managed to stabilize the situation.

"These Ice Trolls are definitely cursed." Once the overall situation had stabilized, Zul'ra's first thought was to complain. The fate of Zuldrak's Ice Trolls