One thousand and sixty-eight chapters: the last two
A platform crossbow was loaded with arm-thick arrows and aimed at the giant frost dragon in the sky.
These bed crossbows are all magical creations of Dalaran, the work of countless Alliance craftsmen, and have magical navigation devices that make up for the orcs' poor accuracy.
The Scourge Corps had no sense of fear, which instead became a weakness. The frost dragon flying in the air realized the danger, but did not escape. It circled and tried to avoid the crossbow attack.
Whoosh whoosh!
Huge crossbow arrows are fired out one after another. The crossbow arrows have long chains on their tails and sharp arrows with barbs. With the help of the navigation device, no matter how the frost dragon avoids it, it can accurately pierce the frost giant.
Inside the dragon's body.
Hundreds of orcs pulled on the chains, and the frost dragons flapped their wings violently. Unfortunately, it was useless. They were forcibly pulled down and soon turned into pieces in the orcs' battle axes.
The Scourge Mages on the back of the frost dragon saw what was going on and fled in all directions, most of them becoming the souls of the orcs' axes.
Most of the frost dragons were killed, and only a few were ordered to retreat.
After successfully eliminating the defenders on the third floor, in front of Garrosh, the Scourge had only one last stronghold left, the famous Frozen Throne.
The passage leading to the Frozen Throne spiraled up, covered with thick ice and snow. With a loud horn sound, the guards of the Lich King Arthas rushed down.
These are thousands of undead Vrykul warriors, wearing thick black armor and holding all kinds of terrifying weapons in their hands.
Garrosh raised his head and saw the Lich King "Arthas" wearing black skeleton armor, holding Frostmourne in his hand, standing on the Frozen Throne to supervise the battle.
The tall vrykul were even bigger than the orcs, and the ground shook when they walked. Garrosh took a breath, realizing that this was a tough battle.
Seeing the great glory of annihilating the Scourge right before his eyes, Garrosh gritted his teeth and showed a cruel expression.
"Use the Potion of Rage until death." Garrosh ordered.
Although the passage is wide, it cannot accommodate tens of thousands of people fighting.
A thousand orc soldiers were the first to swallow the violent potion. Their eyes instantly turned red. The bloody violence and evil power in their bodies were simultaneously activated. They forgot about pain and fatigue, and rushed up the passage screaming.
The undead Vrykul were also unafraid of death and launched an attack from a high position. The two sides collided, with the Vrykul's weapons colliding with the Orcs' battle axes.
In terms of strength, the orcs were obviously at a disadvantage, and a large number of casualties soon occurred.
Worthy of being the Lich King's Imperial Guard, the Undead Vrykul fought bravely and with rich experience. Countless orcs were cut in half. The wide passage leading to the Frozen Throne was soon filled with the stumps and broken arms of the orcs.
In less than five minutes, a thousand orcs were killed.
Garrosh was always observing the battle situation. The undead vrykul were indeed much more powerful than the orcs, crushing them both in terms of strength and combat skills.
But Garrosh occasionally caught a glimpse of the aging faces of the Vrykul through the gaps in their armor.
The physical strength of these vrykul is not unlimited, they will also get tired and need rest.
After realizing this, Garrosh immediately found a way and decided to use the human wave tactic to win and consume the Vrykul's physical strength.
Another thousand orcs took the violent potion and rushed up the passage shouting slogans, but they were quickly eliminated by the undead vrykul.
Garrosh did not give the undead Vrykul a chance to breathe, and one group after another the orcs rushed up the passage. The ice-covered passage was already stained red with the blood of the orcs, and the muddy plasma was covered with a thick layer.
After sacrificing more than five thousand orcs, the undead Vrykul finally showed their fatigue. Their movements were no longer so coherent, and their movements were not so agile.
Garrosh sent the orcs again and shouted loudly:
"Lich King Arthas, surrender, you can't resist for much longer."
On the Frozen Throne, Tyran holding Frostmourne made a majestic voice:
"A little orc dares to attack the Frozen Throne. I don't know who gave you the courage. Just tremble in the face of natural disasters. This is not the place you should be."
Garrosh just sneered and continued to direct the orcs who had taken the violent potion to rush up the passage. When there were only two thousand orcs left around Garrosh, the undead vrykul were finally slaughtered due to exhaustion and fell on the ice leading to
On the passage to the throne.
"Alsace, you are the only one left, how can you fight against my army?"
Garrosh was elated and felt that he had won. Although the Scourge was stronger than expected and the losses were far greater than imagined, he was already the winner.
Tailan held onto Frostmourne with both hands and said majestically:
"Orcs, you made a mistake. I am the Scourge Legion. I am the Scourge Legion. Minions of the Scourge, obey my orders, stand up, and clean up this polluted world."
Thousands of dead souls emerged from Frostmourne, and natural disaster soldiers kept getting up from the ground. Those dead orc soldiers provided materials for resurrecting the natural disaster soldiers.
Garrosh was startled. If the undead vrykul who had just died stood up again, he would be truly defeated.
Fortunately, only ordinary ghouls were resurrected. Although there were many of them, almost filling the passage, they could only be regarded as cannon fodder. Garrosh breathed a sigh of relief.
Garrosh raised his blood roar high and roared:
"Brave orc soldiers, attack for Azeroth. The crimes of the Scourge will be liquidated today. I, Garrosh Hellscream, am the savior of Azeroth."
The remaining two thousand orcs were inspired and rushed up the passage brandishing their battle axes.
These ghouls resurrected by Frostmourne are stronger than the cannon fodder on the first level, and they successfully blocked the orcs. In addition, Tyran personally went to the battlefield to harvest the lives of the orc soldiers. No one is his equal.
enemy.
Garrosh never fought an unprepared battle. He carefully observed "Arthas" in front of him. Summoning the minions of the Scourge seemed to consume all his mana, and he was just fighting with brute force.
After assessing Alsace's strength, Garrosh believed that he could defeat him, and commanded his own bodyguards to move closer to Alsace.
Garrosh's personal guards are all the strongest orcs. They hold thick shields and squeeze towards "Arthas" layer by layer, preventing Frostmourne from casting it. The orcs behind the shield array throw
Throwing ax.
Unfortunately, these throwing axes were unable to cause effective damage to Alsace.
Garrosh commanded calmly, and the guards fought around "Arthas", only defending but not attacking, constantly consuming his physical strength. "Arthas" continuously slashed at Frostmourne, only cutting down a few orcs.
Little effect was achieved.
Arthas is indeed just a human being, he will also be tired and hurt.
Garrosh was completely relieved.
After paying the sacrifice of more than a thousand orcs, the minions summoned by Frostmourne were successfully eliminated, and now only "Arthas" remains.
The orcs wrapped "Alsace" in layers. Although "Alsace" who resisted with all his strength was exhausted, panting heavily, and could not even lift Frostmourne, his armor was extremely strong, and the orc's battle ax