The new Lich King, his ambitions shattered, quickly arrived near the Crusaders' Coliseum and resurrected Sindragosa using the power of the Apocalypse Demonic Sword and the Lich King Armor.
The Frost Queen has been resurrected, but she no longer serves Arthas.
Of course, her master was not King Thoradin, but the Apocalypse Demonic Sword and the Lich King Armor, the Lich King himself.
From now on, whoever becomes the Lich King will be her master.
" Thoradin, we should go!" Meryl said.
Thoradin nodded, Sindragosa her wings and flew towards Icecrown Citadel.
Wrathgate.
The true elite of the Northrend Expedition have been fully assembled at the Wrathgate. The Red Dragonflight has launched a full-scale attack to deal with the Scourge's flying forces, while the Gryphon Legion has also sent wave after wave of warriors to the four flying fortresses.
These warriors were the same five-man squads that had participated in the Northern Expedition trials.
With their strength, they are indeed qualified to deal with these flying fortresses, and even have a chance to eliminate the Nerubians and Undead entrenched within them.
Dalaran also began its offensive against the Scourge's flying forces and flying fortresses.
Complete suppression, absolute suppression.
With two-thirds of the Frost Wyrm and Vrykul Dragon Riders leaving for the Crusaders' Coliseum, the aerial defenses of Icecrown Citadel and the Wrathgate were significantly weakened and unable to withstand the combined attack of the Red Dragonflight and Dalaran.
On the ground, however, the coalition forces still couldn't do anything about the Wrathgate.
Countless Undead gathered at the Wrathgate, using their defensive advantage and fearless spirit of sacrifice to forcefully halt the Northrend Expedition's offensive. Even with Uther and a dozen other Legendary joining forces, they were still unable to break through.
Towering Abomination, seven or eight meters tall, blocked the way; swarms of arrows rained down from the sky; and thousands of Undead joined forces to cast spells. The Wrathgate had become an impenetrable meat grinder, and no matter how many troops the Northrend Expedition deployed, they could not break through it.
"That won't do!"
Uther gasped for breath, his face grim as he stared at the hundreds-of-meters-high Wrathgate ahead. " The Scourge's air force is about to return! The longer we wait, the more Undead will gather at the Wrathgate; we can't afford to waste time!"
The worst thing you can do when fighting the Scourge is to wage a protracted war.
The Northrend Expedition couldn't afford to lose, but the Scourge could.
Moreover, the longer the war goes on, the Scourge's forces may not suffer much damage; on the contrary, they may grow larger and more numerous, sustaining the war through warfare.
Therefore, since we have decided to fight this decisive battle, we must give it our all, no matter how many lives we lose, and go all out to break through Icecrown Citadel in one fell swoop.
The problem is, they were blocked by the Wrathgate before they even got close to Icecrown Citadel.
what to do?
Should we ask the Red Dragonflight for help?
Not to mention that the Red Dragonflight is currently very busy dealing with the Scourge's air force, even if they came, they probably wouldn't be able to do anything about the Wrathgate.
After all, compared to the Wrathgate, which is over 200 meters high, even Krasus, who is over 50 meters long, seems so small.
Perhaps if the Red Dragon Queen herself came, she could break through the Wrathgate, but unfortunately, she is not here.
Uther was at a loss.
" Modera Madra!"
Uther turned and asked, "How many mages would Dalaran need to mobilize to breach the Wrathgate?"
Modera was busy casting spells to clear away the Undead when she heard Uther's words. After a moment's thought, she replied, "No matter how many, it's not enough! Don't forget, the Scourge also has mages!"
Uther was taken aback.
Yes, Dalaran has mages, and so does the Scourge, and in much larger numbers.
These mages are all at the Wrathgate. Are they planning to team up with the mages in Dalaran to cast a spell?
How could that be!
Believe it or not, a direct, area -Counterspell.
Uther was helpless; he really had no other choice.
He couldn't help but think:
Was it a mistake to call for a decisive battle on your own?
Suddenly, Uther heard shouts, a continuous stream of shouts.
"Look, who's that?"
"It's the Grand Duke! Grand Duke Nicholas!"
"The Grand Duke is here! He's here!"
"He'll definitely find a way to breach the Wrathgate!" "Haha, of course the Grand Duke has a way! He even destroyed Acherus: The Ebon Hold! He killed Sindragosa! What else can stop him?"
The crowd was in high spirits.
Uther looked up and saw Holy Light and shadows flying in from afar; it was indeed Nicholas.
But faced with such a massive Wrathgate, even you probably wouldn't be able to do anything about it, would you?
Uther sighed again, as if he had sighed away all the bad luck he had this year.
He knew the soldiers were going to be disappointed.
Sure enough, he soon saw Nicholas fly towards one of the flying fortresses; it turned out he was there to deal with the flying fortresses!
That's fine too.
While those five-person squads are quite good, the flying fortresses are teeming with Nerubians and Undead, so so far, no squad has managed to breach any of them. These flying fortresses remain a significant threat and must be taken down as soon as possible.
With Nicholas around, at least we don't have to worry about that.
Uther sighed again.
It is now impossible to get the Northrend Expedition to retreat.
Because once they retreat, the Scourge will definitely pursue them, and who knows how many people will die then.
The only option now is to fight.
Once you reach Dalaran and the Red Dragonflight, and have eliminated the Scourge's flying units, you can then directly attack the Undead at the Wrathgate.
Hopefully, we can join forces to break through the Wrathgate when the time comes!
Holy Light shone brightly, Uther continued his attack.
A few minutes later, he suddenly realized something was wrong.
Then he discovered that one of the flying fortresses was flying towards him, and it was flying right above his head!
No, not above his head, but directly above the Wrathgate!
Immediately afterwards, he heard a voice, a voice that entered his mind directly:
" Uther, order everyone to retreat, and stay at least one kilometer away from the Wrathgate!"
Uther was taken aback, then immediately realized:
It's the voice of Grand Duke Nicholas!
What does he want to do?
Suddenly, a the Night Blade flashed through Uther's mind as he looked at the flying fortress above him—an impossible idea.
"No way? He... he really dares to think like that? It's really... such a waste!"
Realizing this, Uther immediately shouted, "Everyone! Hear my command! Retreat!"
retreat?
Sylvanas, Jaina, Thrall, Vol'jin...
A large group of leaders roared in anger:
Uther, what are you doing?
" Uther! Do you want the Northrend Expedition to be completely annihilated?"
" Uther, you haven't sided with Arthas, have you?"
" Uther, I challenge you to a duel!"
Uther was exasperated; he knew these people wouldn't listen to him.
That's true. The Northrend Expedition didn't have a supreme commander. They all discussed things together. Who would listen to their own orders, especially one that sounded so stupid?
"This is Nicholas's demand!" Uther shouted.
In an instant, the entire room fell silent.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Jie's voice, amplified by his Chi, resounded throughout the entire sky and earth:
"Everyone, heed my command: Retreat immediately, at least one kilometer away from the Wrathgate!"
The entire hall remained silent.
Ten seconds later, Jaina's voice rang out. " Seventh Legion, retreat!"
Then came Sylvanas's voice. "Ranger troops and Silvermoon City mage guards, retreat!"
Then Thrall's voice rang out. " Horde soldiers, retreat!"
Then came the voices of the other leaders.
In less than two minutes, one after another, all the troops retreated. The only ones who had not yet retreated were the Order of the Silver Hand.
Because Uther is the commander, he hasn't given the order yet!
"Do you people even know what Nicholas is trying to do? You just obey orders to retreat? Is he your commander?" Uther helplessly.
He didn't have time to ponder the painful question of "how big is the gap in prestige between me and Nicholas," and immediately shouted, " Order of the Silver Hand, retreat!"
The retreat was quite swift.
In less than twenty minutes, the Northrend Expedition had retreated to a distance of at least one kilometer.
At that moment, the flying fortress that had flown above the Wrathgate crashed down with a deafening roar!
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