Ron waved his hand, and the ashes of the undead drifted through the air, making the air stinker even more, and the green unidentified liquid waded at his feet, turning a disgusting dark green all around. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The interior of the floating fortress of the undead is huge, it is like an arsenal of the undead, and there are corpses and bones everywhere, and the necromancer uses the power of death to turn these corpses and bones into monsters.

There are even factories for the creation of Abomination, which, like their appearance, is a patchwork of countless corpses infused with the plague and death of the undead. There is no greater sin than this.

"Commander." Walter walked over, the blood on the blade of his sword had not yet evaporated from the holy light, and it was steaming white. "The wounded have been treated, and there are seven people who can no longer fight."

"Don't you think it's too easy?" Ron looked around with a frown. "I mean-----"

"It's us who have become stronger, Your Excellency, Commander." Walter knew what Ron was trying to say. "A salvo of our muskets can turn hundreds of undead into ashes in an instant, and those abominations are the best targets for muskets, our soldiers have been trained so much that they are already different, anger makes them physically strong and powerful, and weapons attached to the holy light are the biggest nemesis of those undead."

"I know that." Ron nodded. "But it's still a little strange----- you've seen the Book of the Dead."

Walter nodded, it was one of the combat manuals issued by the Department of Strategic and Tactical Research and Development, which described the composition of the Scourge in detail, and it was also equipped with very clear images, ghouls, skeletons, necromancers, psychic acolytes, abominations and other monsters were described, and there were even some monsters that Walter had never seen before, such as ----- Frost Dragon, the ultimate embodiment of death and frost.

"Based on the size of this fortress, we should have gone very deep, but most of the undead we encountered were low-level undead, even abomination and necromancer were very few, and none of the high-level undead such as the Death Knight appeared." Ron said. "According to our research on the tactics of the undead, they are very fond of gathering their forces to one point, and a constant stream of undead is a great threat to all living beings, and their numerical superiority will increase their physical and emotional superiority. I suspect they rallied and set a trap for us in front. ”

"But we can't stay here for too long." Walter looked around. "It's full of plagues of the undead."

"But we can't take any chances." Ron made a decision.

"Order the troops to set up a defensive line and wait for the follow-up First Knights and Battle Priests to come up before attacking!"

"Battle Priest?" Walter was stunned. "Those students at the Priest's College?!" Only those newly trained priests were called 'battle priests', and they gave themselves another title----- war priests.

"This is their first actual battle, and it was decided before the war." Ron nodded helplessly. "I just hope they don't pee their pants with the scared corpses."

"Why do I think so?" Walter's face was ugly, and there was any other result for letting a group of students who had never even seen blood face those undead -----?

"They're not going to rush to the front lines, they're going to give us blessings, healing, and tactical ranged offensive spell support." Ron shrugged. "Just protect them as you do other pastors."

"Offensive spells?!" Walter was even more surprised. "Those ----- pastors? I'm not questioning the Light, but ------ you know. ”

"Didn't you see it when you were studying at the Priest's College?" Ron remembered that Walter and many of the Paladins of the First Order had taken doctrinal lessons some time ago.

"See what?" The first regiments were 'educated' in the chaplaincy alone, and they did not go to the chaplaincy college, but several senior priests came to the chaplaincy to teach doctrine.

"Well, you'll know." Ron turned. "Herald!"

"Your Excellency!"

"Summons the commander, report on our situation."

――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――

"There are three attacking forces, and Commander Ron and Commander Liadline have each established a defensive line in two smaller forts." Officers give briefings in front of the operational map. "Based on the map we simulated before the war, combined with the infiltration of the Ministry of Intelligence, we got it." The officer pointed to the combat map. "So far, the map is accurate, but there are still some deviations------ we underestimated their size, the three forts are much larger than we expected, especially the middle one, which is more than half of what we expected."

"Commander Ron is in this position at the moment." The fortress on the map looks like a labyrinth, with wide and narrow passages connecting circular areas, and the officer points to a wide area to the east.

"According to the report, this should be the 'low-level factory area' mentioned by the High Lord----- the area that produces low-level undead warriors, such as ghouls or skeleton warriors, and it is also the area with the most necromancers and psychic acolytes, and Commander Ron is currently staying there and has established a defensive line, waiting for the arrival of the First Knights and the Priesthood to launch a general attack."

"Commander Liadrin's attack is in a different direction than Commander Ron, and she is currently in ------" The officer's hand moves to a circular area in the eastern part of the map. "Here, according to Commander Liadrin's report, this is the 'High Factory District' ----- an area that produces high-level undead warriors, such as Abomination, meat grinder, Commander Liadline has also found a very high concentration of plague there, the undead are infusing the Abomination and Meat Grinder with these plagues, according to the Paladin's detection, these plagues can turn a normal person into an undead in half an hour, and they have captured a psychic acolyte who studies the plague. Like Commander Ron, Commander Liadline set up a defensive line in place and waited for the arrival of the First Knights and the Chaplains. ”

"Neither army has yet reported any battle damage."

"In addition, the three floating fortresses are still flying to Stratholme at a speed of ten thousand yards per hour." The officer nodded. "That's how it's going to be right now."

"Thank you." Gavinrad nodded and walked over to the battle map.

"According to the battle report, our plan is going well, but we still can't relax." Everyone nodded, and Gavinrad continued, "Especially that largest floating fortress, which we will call ------ Naxxramas for the time being. The name, of course, comes from the Great Lord. ”

The crowd smiled, their High Lord always knew everything, and that was the greatest gift of the Light to humanity.

"We haven't yet spotted the biggest threat the High Lord said ----- Kel'thugad, or the Frost Dragon, but we still need to be prepared. Inside those forts, or outside. ”

"The flight group will continue to monitor the three fortresses without interruption, and all aircraft must be ready to take off immediately for combat."

"Yes, Commander!" Fenrir bowed.

"Grand Lord Tirio Fortin, with the 1st, 4th, 7th, and 12th Regiments, 100 1st Knights, and 75 Priests, will attack Naxxramas, with the same landing tactics and a temporary portal for the troops to be established by Mage Khadgar and the elite forces of the 1st Knights."

Foding stepped forward and nodded, revealing the golden greatsword behind his back.

"The Priesthood and the rest of the First Knights are expected to arrive at Ron and Liard in ten minutes, and we will launch a general attack on all three fronts in ten minutes!"

"Yes!"

"Everybody-----" Gavinrad looked around at the crowd. "For the 'Dawn Light'!"

"For the 'Dawn Light'!"

――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――

Outlands, Shadowmoon Valley.

This land of demonic energy was once the most important center of power for Draenor, and the Draenei's Carabo Temple was built on the site, and after the orcs conquered it, the Shadow Council of Gul'dan took over the Kabo Temple and renamed it the Dark Temple.

After Gul'dan died and the Shadow Council disappeared, Neozu, who controlled the Outlands, seized the temple and used it as a fortress for the Shadowmoon Clan, after Draenor was torn apart by the power of the Dark Gate, and Neozu was exiled to the Twisted Void and captured by Kil'Gardan, and Maximiton led the Burning Legion to take the Dark Temple and gain control of the Outlands.

After this, Illidan traveled to the Outlands, where he integrated the forces around him, the Naga and the Breakers. He captured the Dark Temple and captured Mathridon to create an army of demonic blood----- orcs. Illidan succeeded Mathriton as the overlord of the Outlands.

However, after the Battle of the Ice Throne, Illidan's power was greatly damaged, and the Burning Legion took advantage of the situation and captured most of the Hellfire Peninsula, even reaching the gates of the Dark Temple.

"Lord Illidan." A Night Elf with hideous demonic horns like Illidan knelt on the ground.

While most of the Night Elves scoffed at Illidan's reasons for 'betrayal', there were still a few Night Elves who believed that Illidan had chosen the right path, and that most of them had lost loved ones in the war against the demons, and that Illidan had given these people the same power as themselves, and they began to call themselves -----Illidare, meaning Illidan's servants.

"They rejected my offer, right?" Illidan stood at the top of the temple, his eyes fixed on the twisted void, perhaps in search of his prey.

"Yes, those elves and draenei have built a defensive line at the entrance to Shadowmoon Valley, a very strong defensive line."

"He's just as stupid and superficial as everyone else." Illidan hooked the corners of his mouth disdainfully. "Inform Vaschi that she can carry out her plan, and besides, have Wazd regroup his army and tell him that if he fails again, let him feed himself to the Demon Hounds!"

"But what about the elves and draenei?" Another Illidare member asked.

"When we've cleaned up those demons, I'll make them surrender." Illidan unfurls his demon's wings and lands on the platform. "The resources here can only be used by me! Only we can fight the Burning Legion! (To be continued.) )