Wrathgate? Angrathar, this battlefield has been raging since Undead took the initiative to launch an attack under the cover of night a few days ago. However, compared with the situation when the entire front was in operation at the beginning of the raid, now it is more about the operations of little Burning Legion.
Whether it is Arthas or Commander on the front line of Undead, they all seem to have decided that Alliance Forces intends to fight a protracted war. This is exactly what Arthas wants to fight. Undead Scourge has hardly been afraid of anyone on this Planet.
However, the frequent occurrence of abnormal phenomena in the recent period made Arthas feel something different. He instinctively felt that there might be some special plans going on inside Alliance Forces, who was still fighting tenaciously on the opposite side.
If the disappearance of Blood Prince Valanar's soul was just an accident, then the silence of Anub'arak's soul proves this even more!
Alliance Forces found a way to restrain Frostmourne's manipulation of the soul, which made Arthas abnormal Anger!
For this battle, he had mobilized all his energy. Under his orders, the current leader of Cult of the Damned, Lady Deathwhisper, ordered the Cursed Cultists all over the world, regardless of casualties, to use various methods to find out information. However, under this almost suicidal method of information collection, the information obtained was pitiful.
This forced Lich King to recall many high-level Combat Strength, distributed on various nodes of Icecrown Glacier. If Alliance Forces really mastered the fight against Frostmourne method, then sending these high-level Combat Strength out is almost like letting them die. The injuries to Valanar and Anub'arak have already made Arthas feel a little bruised.
But just like every Legendary story has a not-so-amazing start, let's go back to half an hour ago.
Marduk the Black is a very senior Death Knight in Scourge. He was one of the first batch of Death Knight awakened by the great Lich King. As a nominal boss, Marduk the Black should have a bright future, instead of being a patrol leader who may die at any time on a dangerous battlefield.
The problem lies in Marduk's luck. The first time he followed Arthas into battle was in the forest of Quel'Thalas. He died and the war failed.
The second time he went into battle was during the Eastweald offensive and defensive battle commanded by Kel'Thuzad. He died, Kel'Thuzad Betrayal.
This is his third time in the war. Since he has no good results at all, Marduk, who clearly has good strength, can only be assigned to the front line of the battlefield. However, this time he is very lucky. In the first war and the war in the past few days, he killed more than a dozen knights. If this war ends, Scourge Warlord, who lives in a small place, may be able to become one.
His kind of self-aware Undead is very rare even within Scourge.
But Marduk doesn't like this kind of war that is not in his own hands. He can only appear as a chess player, which makes him feel too bad. In Marduk's vague memory, he even remembers that before he became Undead, he was a powerful swordsman. In the Redridge Mountains's hometown, he was also known as Bigwigs.
Although he is now much stronger than before, Marduk has already lost his happy mind, and he does not know whether his original choice was right or wrong. This kind of inexplicable thought has been appearing frequently in his mind recently. This seems to be a bad sign, but Marduk has not seen anything bad.
Even now, Angrathar and Undead are still firmly in the upper hand. Their endless numbers are their advantage. Marduk leads his team and walks far away from the front line of the Angrathar battlefield. It is noon, but the sun on the ice and snow does not have even a little bit of warmth, and it is as cold as midnight.
In the past few days, Marduk has patrolled up and down this road several times, but to be honest, in this place, he hardly has to worry about Alliance Forces's surprise attack.
Unless Alliance Forces is crazy and completely determined, it is impossible for them to break into this place in a short time. The magic barriers set up by Gargoyle and Lich in the sky are constantly monitoring this desolate snowfield. Undead have no thinking and will not be afraid, so Marduk is not worried that their side will fail at all.
But just when Marduk was about to reach the edge of the patrol site, his attention was suddenly attracted by a stone at Death Charger's feet. It was the most ordinary stone. There were such stones everywhere on Wasteland, but only at this moment, this stone was vibrating slowly.
Marduk's eyes stayed on the smooth edge of the stone. It seemed to have a life of its own, beating and beating. Then Death Knight's eyes quickly Spread reached the distance. More stones were beating, and then the ground. Even while riding on the tall Death Charger, he could still feel the slight vibration of the ground, and then the frequency became faster and faster.
This is... this is...
Marduk raised his head. On the battlefield in the distance, a black line appeared on the edge, and then quickly approached. Behind it was the snow mist rising from the ground, and Risen and Undead, who were constantly being destroyed and felled to the ground like harvested wheat.
"Whoosh"
Dark Green's golden and red light flashed across the sky above Marduk. He couldn't help but raise his head and saw Dark Green's Pillar of Light slashing through the sky like Lightsaber, cutting down the densely packed Gargoyle in the sky. With one blow, most of the sky seemed to be cleared.
The chopped Gargoyle fell from the sky like a stone, roaring like a meteorite falling from the sky.
Farther away, four Scourge Necropoliss that had been masterfully controlled by Knights of the Ebon Blade, under the orders of their new owners, were like War Fortresss in the sky, completely spreading every drop of their power on the land controlled by Desolation the Masters.
"That was... an enemy attack!"
Marduk's dry voice sounded on the battlefield, and at this moment, the super-large Soundproofing Barrier laid by Alliance Forces was completely torn apart, with substantial sounds like Stomp's sound, vibrations, and magic swaying, roaring artillery, and Warrior's shouts, and the knight's Charge.
There were also the wails of Undead, the prayers of the victims, the flesh and blood being torn to pieces, and Defensive Line being knocked down. All the sounds completely erupted at this moment.
The entire silent sky and earth suddenly took on color at this moment, which was black smoke, red blood, burning flames, flying snowflakes, and the Storm that brought death.
It's like going from the extremely quiet Hell to the noisy world in an instant!
Marduk and his subordinate Death Knight drew their weapons at a loss, but they looked at the Alliance Forces soldiers who were getting closer and closer, looked at the Floating Fortress flying across the battlefield in the sky, the dragon shadow flying in the sky, and the scorching Dragon Breath passing by, they didn't even know where to rush!
The Most High supreme thought in his brain was silent at this moment... Maybe he was also surprised!
But the next moment, the Engineering shells roared down from the sky, with a roaring sound of breaking through the air, and crashed down from the sky towards the position of Marduk and his group.
I don't know who it was, but he painted a clumsy Goblin smiley face on the uneven front of the cannonball. It looked so funny, but when he saw the cannonball falling from the sky with scorching flames, Marduk's eyes suddenly widened.
"Boom"
Dozens of identical flames exploded inside the battlefield, and Marduk died, just like the previous two times... without any glory.
The earth is shaking, the sky is roaring, and the war has begun!
All-out war, all-out hatred, all-out fighting broke out at this moment!
Alliance Forces's second line Defensive Line is empty except for the necessary reserves. Eighty percent of the soldiers have been sent to the battlefield. From Dragonblight the northernmost ice From the Sichuan Rift to the southernmost Azjol? Nerubian and Tomb of the Great Dark Beyond, all fronts and all counterattacks started suddenly and without warning at this moment!
Even Arthas, who had been paying attention to this battlefield, was confused by Alliance Forces's comprehensive counterattack. When he reacted, Angrathar, one-twentieth of the battlefield, Undead has completely stayed on the snowfield. The counterattack from the entire front is sharp and deadly, just like the heavy armored knight Charge at the front. Before you can react, you have been knocked down and torn apart by Stomp.
And if he doesn't hurry Operation, the rest will be in danger!
"War... you want war so much?"
"I give you war!"
Arthas's low whistling sound swept across the entire battlefield, and even a fool could hear the killing intent contained in it. Along with this sound, Frost Wyrm rushed up from the Angrathar city wall., those Gargoyle hanging upside down on Dark Wall like decorations, and the Dark Tide that spread out from behind the battle line and started flowing again.
And in the sky, the four Knights of the Ebon Blade's Scourge Necropolis are rushing towards the Angrathar's iron city wall in a crazy manner. In the past, these four floating cities were regarded as the same command headquarters as the sky's Fortress, but they have never shown such a posture.
Uther was standing on the upper platform of the floating city at the front with Death's Verdict on his back. Thassarian and Lor'themar stood silently beside him. Behind, and further behind, there are more Death Knight, Death Highlord's voices echoing in the minds of Knights of the Ebon Blade and Death Knight.
"Rush over! We land on Angrathar from above!"
"This will hit Icecrown Glacier's magic barrier head-on! The floating city will be destroyed!"
This voice came from the current operators of the floating city, those Human Mage, but the next moment, the colder voice of Uther sounded again, with an indomitable and decisive momentum,
"I said, rush over!"
"Cry! Scream! Then... die!"
Lich King's cold voice was like the scythe of death, following behind these dark soldiers, but the next moment, his voice was interrupted by bursts of roars, and the entire battlefield saw the four dazzling flames exploding in the Angrathar Gate sky in the distance. They were the floating city of Knights of the Ebon Blade, which served as some kind of symbol for Alliance Forces during this period of time.
Just after the fire exploded, another dazzling Holy Sword of Light rushed from the northwest side of the battlefield, Mograine brought Scarlet Crusade's Heavy Cavalry, and from Undead The most vulnerable part of Defensive Line rushed into the battlefield. Wherever the light of Revenge went, the endless Dark Tide was almost cut open.
After the Lightsaber, the steady voice of Tirion Fordring, and also under the Amplification of the Mages, spread from the front of the battlefield throughout the anxious battle formation,
"Champions! Ebon Blade Knights has successfully logged into Angrathar, they are about to open Great Door for us, follow me Charge!"
"Tonight, we will have a feast at Hell, keep our lives here, and take our glory back!"
"Charge!"