The heavy weapons collided fiercely under the endless force exerted by both sides. The sharp sword blades intertwined, and crazy sparks jumped in the air.
Demon Blade Apocalypse met an old opponent. Its buzz was stronger and noisy than before. The green plague wrapped around the blade was floating in the air, trying to penetrate into Lothar's body, but War Destroyer was also protecting him.
Looking at his master, the bronze key-like blade was wrapped with rolling flames, wrapping Lothar's body in the flames, burning away the plagues.
The two warring parties are the two most powerful people in the eastern continent of Azeroth. Within their battle circle, anyone who tries to get close will be ruthlessly shattered by the back and forth energy. However, Thoradin's bridge is very wide.
Around the leader, the resolute paladins and the silent death knights repeatedly fought for every inch of the land. On the outer periphery, the previously rolling tide of undead was pierced by the spears of the infantrymen who came forward one after another, and was pierced by the giants.
The shield pushed off the bridge.
Everyone is like a beast trapped in a cage, roaring and fighting endlessly until the other party falls completely.
The strength of the human soldiers in defending their homes and country is amazing. This is the first time that the offensive of the undead has been blocked in a real sense. Of course, this is also inseparable from the environment of the battlefield. The width of the battlefield
It can only accommodate 100 people passing through at the same time. In this case, the undead have no way to turn their numerical advantage into the fruits of victory.
The human Emperor Lothar, who was fighting endlessly, chose a perfect battlefield...
"Bang"
The two weapons collided together again. This time, the sword blades did not cut apart. The two sides were just like the most primitive wrestling, using weapons to try to force the other side back. Tyrion and Lothar knew very well that under the bridge,
During the fight, the two of them were like flag bearers for both camps. Any retreat by either of them would lead to disastrous consequences.
But in a pure confrontation of strength, Lothar was at a disadvantage.
After all, he had never been strengthened by dragon blood. Although War Destroyer had awakened the ancestral power in Lothar's bloodline, even the former king of barbarians had never been able to overwhelm a giant dragon in terms of strength.
"Bang"
The ground under Lothar's feet suddenly cracked under the pressure of the huge force. As the gravel flew everywhere, his other foot retreated again and hit the ground, making another sound like a bell.
But he still gritted his teeth, unwilling to retreat like an angry lion. Tyrion looked directly at the old face in front of him, looking at the eyes burning with flames, his cloak fluttering behind his back, and he whispered:
"You are old, Lothar!"
"You are very young."
At this moment, the human emperor suddenly retracted his sword and retreated. Under the influence of the force, Tyrion's body staggered forward, and then Lothar kicked him in the chest. The whole person flew out, but he was in the air.
After turning around in a circle, he stood firmly on the solid ground.
The dark green magic sword was dragged behind him. Tyrion reached out and touched the indentation on the breastplate. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Lothar, who was waiting for him. The Dark Blade King shook his head and turned into a human again.
The black shadow rushed into the battlefield.
"哐哐哐哐"
The two two-handed swords were slashing wildly in the air. In this kind of battle where both sides had great strength, all swordsmanship became a joke. The shortest and sharpest slash was the key to victory.
"Tear it apart"
The scarlet cloak of the Dark Blade King was cut open by the sharp blade of the War Destroyer, and the armor on Lothar's chest was also opened with a ferocious crack by the cold blade. The two sides were like knights passing each other,
They changed directions in front of each other's camps, and after two loud shouts, they collided with each other again.
While the two sides were fighting each other with swords and fists, Tyrion suddenly said:
"Aren't you curious why I still choose to fight you here even though I know that the Battle of the Bridge is beneficial to you?"
Hearing this, Lothar's sharp attack suddenly paused. This opportunity was seized by Tyrion. Dark red death energy rushed up from the ground, trying to trap Lothar in it, but the intuition of a legendary warrior
, allowing Lothar to take a step back in an instant and avoid this despicable sneak attack.
"Why?"
Lothar held the War Destroyer with both hands. In the phantom of burning flames, he stared at Tyrion. The Dark Blade King seemed to have lost interest in fighting. He could not hold the legendary weapon in a short time, and
Lothar was awakened to the power of the Barbarian King, so he turned his attention to this anxious war that was taking place.
"The advantage you choose will become the entrance to hell that will destroy you!"
Tyrion turned his wrist and pointed the blade of the magic sword at the ground at his feet. He had a different smile on his lips and said softly:
"I hope the stones of Thoradin's Bridge are as strong as you."
After the words fell, the sharp blade in the Dark Blade King's hand pierced the stone bridge at his feet, and Lothar's eyes also fell on the stones at his feet. This solid bridge collided with the power of two top powerhouses.
In the meantime, the first layer of stone wall had been peeled off, and the lower stone blocks were also covered with cracks like spider webs. This made the human emperor suddenly come back to his senses. He knew that he had been tricked.
"Go back! Go back!"
Lothar roared at the brave and fearless warriors behind him, and opposite him, the powerful death energy in Tyrion's body followed the conduction of the magic sword Apocalypse that penetrated the inside of the bridge, destroying the inside of the bridge in a destructive way.
All the nodes connecting the stones run through.
"bass"
The long sword drew out the surface of the bridge. The Dark Blade King looked at the Silver Hand paladins who were hurriedly retreating. His cold voice echoed through the sky at this moment:
"It's too late! The undead won't fall to death, but that's not necessarily the case for you!"
"哐"
Steel boots engraved with black thorns and white bones were stepped on hard. The next moment, the bridge with a complete surface was like a broken support. The crushed stones expanded rapidly from the center to the outside. These 750 yards
The long bridge became a memory of the past in just 10 seconds, and the paladins and warriors who fell with the stone could only wave their hands helplessly in the air.
Falling with them were the expressionless death knights and the skeletal undead who were not afraid... Why should they be afraid? They would not die.
Lothar also fell from the collapse of the bridge. He raised his head and looked at the sky. On the bridge pier, Tyrion, whose body was fixed with death energy, waved to him like a good friend saying goodbye.
But at this moment, a huge question also arose in Lothar's mind.
Tyrion took the initiative to destroy the only connection point between the wetlands and the Arathi Highlands, so how would his army reach the human position?
The next moment, this question was answered.
"Hua Hua Hua"
The sudden burst of coldness in the wetland sky made the human soldiers on the other side of the strait shiver. And in the floating storm, a huge amount of dark magic power was summoned by the dark warlock group, and in the cold storm
It began to condense, and a thick ice running through the strait seemed to "grow". In the growth of those black ice crystals, it appeared out of thin air, from the end occupied by the undead, towards the direction of the Arathi Highlands.
Rapid extension.
At the same time, the skeletons blocking the edge of the strait slowly retreated, revealing the death knights who had been waiting behind them for a long time. Under the leadership of their respective lords, these backbones of the Dark Blade Legion were already ready to charge.
The preparations were made, and the moment the dark warlocks' magic was activated, the death knights rushed onto the ever-extending huge ice bridge.
From a distance, it even looks like those black knights are leading the ice bridge. They don't seem to be afraid of missing the mark and falling into the cliff below. They seem to trust their comrades extremely much, and in front of the human soldiers
In their disbelieving eyes, the death knights surging like a billowing black tide made them even more tremble.
The most terrible thing is that they can't fight back... The howling storm makes it impossible to use most bows and arrows, and the range of muskets is not that far. They can only watch the undead on the huge bridge made of ice, completely
Breaking through the limitation of the battlefield width, it rolled forward with the entire Dark Blade Legion being released.
Only undead souls who are never afraid would dare to use such crazy tactics, right?
"Soldiers! Formation! Defense formation!"
"Magics, destroy it!"
The roar of the great knight Uther sounded in the human military formation. In fact, there was no need for the paladin to remind him. The moment the large ice block appeared, Dalaran's mages had already started to counterattack with magic, but the dark warlocks
There are more of them, and there are also some weird fallen arakkoa mixed in them. This is the group of dark magicians that Tyrion has gathered together. The number of spellcasters far exceeds that of the mages of Dalaran and Quel'Thalas.
Although the quality is... so-so.
"Wow"
Amidst the chants of the mages, outstanding rains of fire and terrifying meteors fell from the sky to completely destroy the extended ice bridge. However, before those offensive spells hit the ice bridge, they were covered by a thick layer of light.
The curtain blocked it, and it was only then that the great lich and his lich group hidden among the undead really showed their figures.
Khadgar's white hair was blown by the cold wind, and he stood on the edge of the strait holding the black staff of the guardian. Behind him, the lich Drandon was maintaining the magic barrier above the ice bridge. Khadgar
Calmly looking at the mages who were protected by soldiers across the strait, he looked at the familiar violet robes on their bodies, and he felt the fear in the hearts of those mages.
"My former companions..."
Khadgar raised his staff, and the power of shadow from the orc skull he held in his other hand began to be extracted. At the moment when the manic magic of the shadow became more and more crazy, the archlich whispered:
"Let me teach you a lesson... Never expose your magic thread in front of a lich, because I... can see it!"
After the words fell, along with the waving of the staff of the guardian, a dark sickle-like light curtain slanted upwards, passing through the empty sky. This blow seemed to be in vain, however, when the big lich accurately cut off
The moment all the mages gathered at the magic node in the sky, the violent and out-of-control magic power poured back into the bodies of the frightened mages.
"boom"
After an earth-shaking loud noise, the mage position on the human frontline was... destroyed.
"well"
Looking at the human mages who were buried in the magic explosion, the Archlich sighed helplessly, his silver eyes full of disappointment:
"These disciples and grandsons of Antonidas are just a group of children who are only obsessed with the power of magic. When will they truly understand that the true meaning of magic is control, not simple destruction... What a pity."
With the mage's position destroyed, no one could stop the death knights' desperate charge. At the moment when the thick ice bridge extended to the other side of the strait, the death knights had accumulated enough kinetic energy in the charge.
, facing the huge shields and spears erected by the human positions, they ran into them without fear. These defenses that would make the living cavalry feel fearful were meaningless in the eyes of the dead.
The scene that happened on the battlefield in Redridge Mountain was repeated again in Arathi Highlands. The bodies of the death knights became pale, as if they had escaped into the ghost plane. Ordinary physical attacks could no longer damage or block them.
Although it lasts only a few seconds, it is enough.
"boom"
The death knight in the ghost state easily passed through the first human barrier. After being penetrated by the heavy death energy through the body, the soldiers' bodies were covered with frost. What's worse, after re-transforming into entities,
Under the impact of the death knight, the unprepared soldiers in the second row were knocked upside down in an instant.
The entire position across the strait was in chaos in an instant, and when Lothar, who returned to the rear of the position on a griffon, intervened to take command, the screamers hidden above the clouds also received orders.
A crazy neighing sound sounded at this moment. The soldiers subconsciously raised their heads and saw a beautiful female arakkoa with blue wings and a crown descending from the sky. Behind her, there were densely packed people coming from the clouds.
Each of the Screamers who revealed their bodies had a black spiked bomb hanging from their claws, and the direction they were throwing was in the center of the military formation where humans and the undead were fighting.
Without any regard for the safety of their companions, under this cold combat order, the human position was greeted by another round of explosions falling from the sky. As for the gryphon knights of the Wildhammer dwarves... stop making trouble, their numbers and
The arakkoa people that came out in full force were incomparable at all.
"The first battle was won!"
Tyrion rode on a war horse and led the second group of death knights onto the solid ice bridge. There was some regret in his ice-blue eyes, because under the leadership of Lothar, the human soldiers in the rear were launching defenses in an orderly manner.
The formation, on the second layer of defense, is covered with solid sentry towers and steam tanks. In the past month or so, the human soldiers have completely fortressed this grassland. In other words, they still have the advantage of the terrain.
Although they have captured the front line of the war in the strait, to be honest, the small victory at the beginning will hardly affect the full-scale war that will follow.
"Danas... From now on, it's up to you."
In order to prevent the last plot accident of Gul'dan from happening again, I would like to remind everyone in advance that the climax has not come yet. Don't get excited yet. I have to first take care of Northrend, Thrall, Dailin, and the Realm of the Dead.
, Legion, those things have been arranged... So, don't worry, the climax may be after two volumes... Well, if the calculation is not bad.
