"Holy Light, grant me strength!" Tirion Fordring roared. The Ashbringer in his hand answered its master's call, erupting with Holy Light so dense it was almost solid. "Charge!"
His bodyguard, Blyden Blade, raised his weapon in response. "Charge!" (PS: This Blyden Blade is quite a famous figure. I wonder how many people still remember him.)
Besides elite Scourge troops such as Icecrown Raiders, Vargul Wanderers, Frostbrood Wyrms, Boneguards, and Pustulent Colossi, the forces guarding Gates of Terror: Korialstrasz included countless undead wizards, ghouls, skeletons, and wraiths. Rank upon rank of liches also guarded the walls of the Gates of Terror, where chilling frost energy spilled out like a white crystalline barrier.
"For His Majesty, the great Lich King!" Thassarian Deathchill's icy voice rang out across the entire Scourged Pass.
"Feeble insects, your time has come!" Highlord Yoffes appeared on the battlefield, wielding an enormous greatsword.
"Food... delicious..." Ancient Putricide emerged from the gates of Koresa, accompanied by a line of stitched Vrykul giants.
"What beautiful souls. You're mine now." Hadana Soulstealer beat her wings.
"Ignorant mortals, die!" Lord Ufrang's savage face came into view.
"For Lady Deathwhisper!" "For the Cult of the Damned!" Deathwhisper Karlos and Doctor Koller appeared at Koresa's main gate with several Scourge war wagons.
One Scourge elite after another appeared. These leader-class Scourge commanders would bring a fundamental change to the Scourge forces. The undead had no fear of life or death, and the Scourge had no use for such pointless notions as cherishing life.
The first clash was undoubtedly brutal. The towering undead Vrykul inflicted tremendous harm on the ordinary soldiers. A casual sweep of an arm could send several warriors flying. Only combat professionals who had reached the eighth or ninth tier had enough strength to withstand the Vrykul giants' attacks.
But in the