"My lord, the Alliance and the Horde have sent word. They are ready and can attack the Scourge at any time. The message came from Taelan of the Silver Hand." Yanida still handled affairs within the tower, but as the Floating City rose to prominence, her own standing had naturally risen with it.
"Oh, they are ready already?" Patrick was rather curious. Did the Alliance and the Horde care that much about the Northern Expedition? In Patrick's mind, they would surely let the Arcane Pact lead the charge to reduce their own troops' losses.
"My lord, this was a joint demand from Tirion Fordring, Alonsus Faol, and Calia Menethil. No one can afford to take the Scourge lightly, because this is no ordinary battle."
It was indeed no ordinary battle. What was the undead's greatest advantage? Never needing sleep or rest? Having no fear of death? Eternal loyalty? ...
In fact, it was none of those. The undead's greatest advantage was that for every soldier you lost, they gained one. Moreover, the Lich King could control souls. Once large numbers of soldiers died on the battlefield, it would amount to sending reinforcements to the Lich King.
In battle, the undead never needed sleep or rest, required no logistical support, and had no fear of dying. They were indeed the perfect troops. Although undead forces could also be depleted, and had weaknesses such as low intelligence and vulnerability to fire, necromancy perfectly covered those shortcomings.
The Alliance and the Horde had the same concerns. They also feared that the Arcane Pact would suffer defeat at Icecrown Citadel. If the entire Arcane Pact were defeated, it would undoubtedly provide the Scourge with vast numbers of troops. If the Arcane Pact's army died in Northrend, the Scourge's strength would undoubtedly receive the greatest