Chapter 40: The Legion in the Mist (Part II) (Page 1/1)

On the ground, the ant-like Coalition soldiers and the Scourge fought fiercely, and in the air, the battleship of Ironforge was born. It is as if the canopy is the sea, and the airship is the naval fleet. As soon as the gunboats of Ironforge appeared, they won the cheers and shouts of the Coalition soldiers.

That's the heavy weapon of the Alliance, the existence of a tank in the air.

With a loud roar, the gunboats of Ironforge kept approaching.

"Full speed ahead, fire support!"

The commander commanded.

Hundreds of Alliance heavy artillery pieces were aimed at the Scourge Corps densely packed on the ground, and the moment the order was given, the artillery fired in unison. The sound of artillery fire resounded through the sky.

Dense undead gargoyles flew towards the gunboats, however, the gunboats of Ironforge were not so easy to capture. The Copperbeard Heavy Infantry was on deck ready to meet the enemy. Covered in heavy plate armor and the weight of a dwarf, ordinary gargoyles simply can't help these Alliance hoplites. Their defenses even surpassed those of Stormwind's line resistance. is the most powerful melee fighter in the Alliance.

Coupled with the fact that the dwarven warriors were each armed with a smoothbore pistol, the gargoyle suffered heavy losses during the storming of the gunboat. In the smoke of gunpowder, gargoyles continued to fall from the sky like locusts.

"Old friend, your concept needs to be changed, and you must admit that technology is the most powerful weapon."

The Hammerlord Furstad harnesses a griffin and shreds a gargoyle before landing on the gunboat at Ironforge, only to be taunted by Commander Copperbeard.

Furstad gave him an unhappy look, and then drove his griffon off the deck. They are both dwarves, but they have different cultures and personalities. The Hammer Dwarves are close to nature, and do not like to use technology and approach the underground. The Copperbeard Dwarves, on the other hand, maintain the traditions of their ancestors and have a deep fascination with the underworld.

With the support of the alliance's air power, the pressure on the ground forces has been greatly reduced, and they even have the ability to launch a counteroffensive. However, such a scene did not last long, and with a terrifying dragon groan sounding in the sky, the soldiers of the expeditionary force knew that the real test was coming......

A terrifying dragon roar rang out from above the clouds, and Sindragosa descended from the sky like a giant ship, its fleshless wingspan containing endless dark energy. It is the overlord of the sky, and any sky creature looks bleak in front of her.

"So...... Big ......"

As Sindragosa fell, the warship commander on the gunboat at Ironforge couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise. There was an expression of disbelief on his face.

In his fifty years of war, he had never seen such a large creature, not even the red dragon that was enslaved by the orcs during the war, but also such a terrifying size.

Even more terrifying than the size, however, is the power of Sindragosa. The Lich King resurrected her and infused her with undead powers himself. Now, she works for the Scourge Legion, and her life belongs to the Lich King.

Under the astonished gaze of the Hammer Dwarf, Sindragosa swept past a Warship of Ironforge like a Grim Reaper. The razor-sharp claws tore through the armor of the dwarven gunship with ease, and in just a moment, the Alliance's strongest air unit was declared scrapped.

A huge explosion sounded from mid-air, and the flames instantly engulfed the entire ship. Countless debris and wreckage fell from the sky.

Nothing is more frightening than what is right in front of you. That's a crushing of strength. It was a terrifying force that could not be confronted head-on.

However, despite this, Furstad roared in anger and ordered his troops to move forward.

They did nothing less than this, and they put themselves to death without risking their lives.

In the faint light of the clouds, the Hammer Knight launched a heroic counterattack against the air overlord Sindragosa!

A heroic battle song rang out from the Alliance's position, and dozens of Hammered Griffons rushed towards Sindragosa without hesitation. Despite their sheer size, the griffons were too small in the face of the mighty Sindragosa. Like dozens of birds, rushing towards a giant battleship.

Compared with the disparity in combat effectiveness in the air, on the ground, the Lordaeron coalition army, under the command and leadership of Ares, almost turned the corner, and even had the opportunity to counterattack. Together with the Death Knight Darien, Ares rode through the Scourge defenses. With the neighing of the horses, the Dark Rune Sword and the Ash Emissary opened their own paths, as if they had returned to the time when they were in the Silver Dawn, when they were comrades and pioneers of the Silver Dawn. At that time, Darien was still a young boy. Ares is still a nonsensical second-hand young man.

Time flies, time flies, and ten years later, everything has changed.

In a trance, Darien was already riding a necromantic steed and crashed into two ghouls, "Ares, what are you waiting for?" Kill Kergassud and the battle will end! Do you expect your air force to be able to deal with the Blue Dragon? He yelled.

Ares woke up from a dream. Yes, the soldiers of the alliance put in so much effort and shed so much blood in order to create such an opportunity for him. The first rank of the enemy general in the million-strong army, and now, Anubarak has been lured away, and Kergassud is close at hand. As long as he is killed, the army of the undead will inevitably lose its command and become a mess. At that time, the Union Expeditionary Force had the hope and possibility of victory.

With the Ashbringer in hand, Ares fixed his gaze on the floating skeleton wizard not far away.

The horse neighed again, charging the paladin. No undead can stop Ares' charge. The Ash Bringer opened the way, and the golden Armor War Horse went on a rampage, fighting its way through the dense army of the undead.

Slashing left and right, the rotting limbs and severed arms of the Scourge soldiers flew sideways beside Ares, blood splattered...... The paladin's eyes are resolute, one man and one horse, and one sword, and the sword is pointed at the lich.

In the heroic battle song, Ares is like a golden light, slicing his flesh like mud, and even the tall abomination is cut off by a sword, and his body is burned in flames. However, in the face of the bloody charging Ares, a sinister smile appeared on Kergassud's boneless face. Yes, the Lich King read that right, it was the strongest paladin in the human world of Lordaeron. If he didn't have the Ember Bringer, he would be a more suitable puppet than Darian. Kergassud laughed wildly, and soon, a swirling wave of energy gathered in the palm of his hand.

When the incantation sounded, the heavens and the earth were dark, the wind was fierce, and the sky was full of snow and mist.

Ares wielded the Ember Bringer, slashing through an abomination of the Scourge with a single sword, and could no longer see anything in front of him. The muffled roar of the undead and the knocking sound of various weapons striking together filled my ears.

He knew that Kergassud was nearby, and it was even possible that it was in front of him. But he couldn't see it. The snowflakes are getting bigger and bigger, and the wind is getting louder and louder. The light of the Ember Bringer is undying, but it is like a small boat in the stormy waves, isolated.

For a moment, Ares remembered the owner of the first Ember Bringer, Alexander. Mograini. Remembered how the Ashbringer had fallen. Yes, no undead can fight it alone, but when hordes of undead pounce, no matter how strong the person is, there will be a moment when he falls.

Is this a conspiracy? Is it a trap?

Ares thought in horror.

This can't happen!

He cried out in his heart, and the Holy Light repaid him with a hundredfold light. The Ashbringer turned a sacred storm in the midst of the zombie horde, a dozen, a dozen, a dozen, thirty, hundreds of undead fell around him, flames swept through their bodies, purifying their souls.

However, Kergassud is still not there...... In the distant sky, the dragon roared......

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