Just as he was thinking about it, the Scourge army had already launched an attack on the Scarlet Castle.

They don't wait for the people inside to come up with a tactic before attacking, in fact, they can attack as soon as the meat grinder is set up. The undead are not like the living, they can also be arranged in formations or something, as long as the gap is opened, zombies and ghouls can flood in like a brainless swarm. They don't need any formation at all, they kill and gnaw when they catch a living thing......

Raining down stumps and human soldiers' entrails rained down from the sky, blood squeezed out of the tattered limbs, and in less than half an hour, the entire Winter Fortress was stained with disgusting and stinking blood.

At the same time, the soldiers of the castle also launched a counterattack against the army of the undead outside the city.

They had no heavy artillery, and after the failed raid on the Lich King, all of their heavy equipment was captured by the Scourge Legion. The Scarlet Crusaders who survived the death had no heavy weapons, and Northrend had no raw materials to craft. Therefore, for a long time, they could only rely on simple tools such as catapults to defend the city.

But when dozens of blazing boulders streaked across the sky, Ares saw something spectacular.

Like a meteor rain falling from the sky, as soon as it fell into the crowd, it blew up the vanguard of the Scourge Legion, and sparks flew in all directions, and pieces of undead were ignited. This effect is no less than that of the Ashbringer slaughtering in it......

However, its reloading and firing speed is very slow. The hit rate is also extremely low, and if it weren't for the defense of the city, the enemy was standing in a heap, and Ares was sure that ten artillery stones might not have been able to successfully hit one.

As the Scourge threw the corpse bombs, the ground inside the castle began to churn.

Poisonous gas and blood mist enveloped the fortress as if it were about to swallow it. Many had begun to vomit before they could start fighting, and the stinking corpses were not just high-speed flying shells, they were deadly plagues. As the rotting limbs exploded on the walls and buildings, maggots and poisonous gases flew from within. The infection is rapid, faster than the Priest and Paladin's healing, a common tactic used by the Scourge before launching a general offensive, and this one is no exception.

At the same time, as Ares had guessed, the ground inside the castle began to crack, and swarms of crypt demons and Nebru spiders broke through the ground. Kill the support staff in the castle. But the Scarlet Crusaders had no miscellaneous personnel, no non-combatants, every single one of them was a warrior, even cooks and blacksmiths took up arms. Ares and Liadline rushed down the tower, and soon, the glittering sword began to swing through the horde of undead spiders.

The great sword full of holy light energy slashed the carapace of the Nebru worm with a sword, and the green blood of the undead spider splattered. The huge undead spider that originally required five people to deal with was vulnerable and vulnerable in front of the Ember Bringer. Ares slashed off the head of a blood spider with a single sword, and his body spun with it, and with one swing, he unloaded the legs of a black spider. With a flash of arc light, the holy light came out of the body, and the other undead spider suddenly splattered with debris, and green blood flowers burst out and sprinkled all over the ground.

Soon, the paladin's side was filled with the corpses of huge blood spiders. This time it was the real corpse, the body of the undead creature killed by the Ashbringer was shattered, and most of it was incinerated, leaving only the mutilated skeleton.

The gorgeous performance amazed the Crusaders inside the fortress. Most of them had only heard of the prestige of the Ember Bringer, but had never seen it with their own eyes, and today, under their noses, Ares staged a real slaughter for them. The art of war, when the power of the Light is perfectly combined with weapons, the undead are like scum in front of them.

Some of the warriors immediately understood why the Scourge would go after Ares at all costs. The Ashbringer, this weapon, is the greatest threat to the Scourge army. And some of the Scarlet Veterans couldn't help but burst into tears when they saw Ares dancing wildly with the Ember Bringer. Ten years have passed, and this weapon is no longer as simple as an artifact against the undead in their hearts, it has become a kind of faith, a kind of hope. Plagues and undead have been wreaking havoc on the continent of Lordaeron for ten years, and now, they have finally been purified by the wielder of this sword. Hometown, for them, is no longer an unattainable dream.

"For Lordaeron!"

Finally, the Scarlet Veterans let out a roar.

They missed too much and did too much wrong. This time, there can be no more mistakes. Hundreds of Scarlet Crusader veterans charged the Nebrus. Above the castle, arrows flew wildly.

Roars and shouts of killing rang out again.

……

Finally, when night fell, the shouts of killing faded and the tide of the undead receded. The walls of the Twilight Fortress are littered with the corpses of ghouls and zombies, and no one knows if these broken corpses will be used again. So, the Scarlet Commander ordered them to be burned.

Inside the city, people were busy cleaning up and disposing of the carcasses of these giant beetles. Numerous large holes had been drilled into the ground, and the solid stone slabs had been crushed. People feel like they have nowhere to hide. However, there is an Ember Messenger in the end...... He was like a flame of hope, warming the warriors of the Scarlet Crusaders.

"The receding tide of the dead does not mean that we are safe, on the contrary, the night is more dangerous for us. In the past, the Scourge would launch a general attack at night, so everyone should hurry up and rest, and maybe soon we will have to take up arms again. ”

After the First World War, Ares' prestige in the Scarlet Crusade was truly established. The paladin sat in the hall during the day, talking tiredly. The hall was dimly lit and littered with the wounded, and most of the warriors surrounding Ares were drenched in blood.

"Are you sure their daytime attacks are only tentative? Will there be a real general attack at night? ”

Bridget pulled Ares aside and asked in a whisper. In order not to let others hear her, she deliberately approached Ares to speak. At this distance, Ares could almost touch her face......

"Nothing is certain, I am not a prophet, only judge by experience."

Looking at Bridget's standard face, Ares replied calmly.

"If the enemy launches another general offensive, or if there is no general offensive, another attack like the one done during the day, our defenses will collapse. You know, during the daytime fighting, the walls were badly damaged. In some places, they are even piled up with gravel and wood. As long as they attack again, we will not be able to hold it. ”

Brigitte said worriedly, not minding the distance between herself and Ares. It was Liadline, who was staring at them from a short distance...... As if to say - Ares, you scumbag, don't you know how to keep your distance from women? How can you be worthy of Sylvanas who is waiting for you to go back in the camp? But Liadline never spoke, and she sat with her Blood Knights, taking the same time to rest, and some of the female knights even fell asleep as soon as they returned to their rooms. In the high-intensity battle, they are holy light warriors on one side and divine healers on the other, and they are already physically exhausted.