The scene in front of him reminded Ares of the army of the undead that had appeared on the continent of Lordaeron, and his heart tugged at him, wondering if Whitemane would be able to lead the Knights well.

It's just that I don't have time to think too much, and the current battlefield is much more tragic and dangerous than the battlefield of Lordaeron. You have to concentrate and throw yourself into the upcoming battle.

"Follow me, rush out!"

When the gates of the Storm Fortress were opened, Ares and Illidan split up and rushed out.

In front of him was a dense crowd of zombies and demonic imps, all of whom were the Alliance's warriors who had died in the battle yesterday, and their bodies had become demonic tools before they had even decayed. Ares remembered the Lich King, and if even demons could resurrect the dead so easily, then the Lich King's abilities could be seen.

These zombies are still wearing the same clothes they wore when they died in battle yesterday, except for their stiff movements and dull eyes, they are no different from when they were alive. Fortunately, both the Blood Elves and the Paladins of the Silver Hand Knights have experience fighting the undead before. Know how to overcome your fears.

Under the cover of the rain of arrows from the blood elves, the paladins of the Knights of the Silver Hand rushed towards these messy zombies. And many of the Union soldiers were in fear. They couldn't kill their fellow soldiers, because the zombies seemed so real, as if they had really come back to life.

But the knights of the Knights of the Silver Hand had no mercy on these walking dead, and in a flash of their swords, they smashed their flashing hammers into these undead zombies, who had become demonic tools.

At the same time, the Storm Fortress took off again with a deafening roar, and a thunderstorm sounded all around, countless purple lightning bolts surrounded it, and the dazzling light of the fire immediately attracted everyone's attention, and also attracted the demon's gaze.

In an instant, a large number of Doomsday Guards flew towards it. However, the speed of the Storm Fortress is even faster, and the Naru located inside the energy ship is constantly emitting light and heat, like a giant battery, dragging the Storm Keep into the air quickly. However, the two Naru are also getting darker, and their cores are becoming like obsidian, pitch black, as if they can absorb all light sources. It's just that the appearance is still constantly powering the spaceship.

"Accelerating to the skies, we must shake off these demons and lower the ship to the sky above the sunwell. We must get the attention of these demons. ”

Old Captain Morba shouted. The entire Storm Battleship burrowed into the clouds under the gaze of the Demon Lord. Fly over the Temple of the Sunwell.

"Hellfire!"

The demon lord standing on the ground roared in a low voice in demonic language.

In an instant, the demon warlock on the ground began to cast a spell. The dark clouds in the sky rolled wildly, as if they were polluted with ink, and the patches of dark clouds turned dark green. Bursts of thunder rang out in the clouds.

Soon, the hellfire wrapped in the flames of hell tore through the fiery red canopy and smashed into the storm warship.

However, the bombardment of a dozen rounds of Hellfire did not cause substantial damage to the cosmic-class giant warship. At most, the deck was littered with Hellfire's burning embers, and they couldn't break through the Storm Fortress's magical barriers.

"Ninety-five percent, Captain."

The technician reported to Captain Morba.

"Leave them alone, move forward."

Standing in the command module, Captain Morba puffed out his chest and continued to order.

……

On the ground, Ares and Illidan had already scattered the demons and undead spirits.

The Coalition soldiers followed the paladins of the Knights of the Silver Hand and saw what the real northern battlefield was. The undead raged, plague and poisonous gas erupted from the corpses, and the infected immediately spat filth and convulsed. If it weren't for the timely treatment of the Paladins and the Priest, the soldiers who killed the zombies would also become zombies......

"Rendezvous in the Land of the Fallen Stars, Illidan. We must unite all forces. ”

Riding on a tall golden horse, Ares turned and shouted to the Demon Hunter. He must unite all the forces that can be united, and on the outskirts of Quelldanis Island, there are tens of thousands of militiamen and adventurers who have arrived from all over Lordaeron. Including Gilneth's werewolf forces and Dalaran's mage troops.

A zombie swooped up from the ground, split in half by the Ashbringer's sword.

Illidan didn't answer, just kept his head on and continued to hunt demons and the undead. He turned to look at Ares, only a brief nod, and continued to rush forward to fight the demon. The demon lord was almost chopped off by his head with a magic blade, but he still used the power of magic to confuse Illidan and barely escaped. As soon as the demon lord left, the zombies on the field all collapsed because they lost the control of their masters.

……

"Roar, roar, roar......"

"For Ares!"

"For the Alliance!"

When Ares arrived at the docks with the Knights' elite division, Lordaeron's militia and Gilneth's werewolves erupted in enthusiastic shouts.

"King of the North!"

Herold took the lead and shouted a new name.

The people on the docks, whether they were the soldiers of Lordaeron, or the warriors of Gilneis, or the soldiers of Dalaran, all put down their work, raised their weapons and struck their shields, and shouted with the great warrior Herrod.

The audience was like a boiling ocean.

Facing the enthusiastic soldiers, Ares raised his right hand and made a quiet gesture.

"Soldiers, warriors, and adventurers, I don't know the names of any of you, but I know what you're here for. To fight, to defend our homeland, to Azeroth. Yes, no matter where you come from, this is our common goal and goal. What I want to say is that no matter what your martial arts are, today, you are all heroes. Today, we're about to launch a general assault on the Devil's Lair. ”

"We could die, and we would die ugly and painful. But who runs away from death? Ten years, twenty years, or thirty years, in a few decades, we will all be a pile of bones. The difference is that the way of dying is different. Is it like a sheep, lying in bed and dying, or like a lion, letting out the strongest roar, even if it is only for a second. You're already a hero. ”

"Brothers, in a few years, when we are old and infirm, sitting by the fireplace, our grandchildren or nephews will ask us—grandfather, what were you doing when the Battle of Sunwell Heights took place? And we can proudly tell them that I am at the forefront of the Sunwell Heights, fighting the most powerful and terrifying demons. ”

"Come, brothers, soldiers, warriors, wherever you come from, today we will fight side by side, for the Alliance, for the sake of Azeroth, we will turn our blood into swords and pierce them into the Heart of Darkness, they can take our lives, but they can never take our souls! Declare war on the Burning Legion and on the darkness of this world! ”

Standing on the high platform in front of the docks, Ares wore a silver glittering armor and spoke loudly.

The sound resounded throughout the docks, and the dense crowd resounded like a thunderous call......