The undead roared, the Ash Messengers roared, a cold ice storm raged over the city, the corpses of the fallen undead soldiers piled up in layers, and the number of fallen Lordaeron warriors continued to grow, and where they fell, psychic spells followed, and the necromancers pulled the dead Lordaeron soldiers back up one by one. They wore the clothes and armor they wore from their previous lives, and carried blood-stained weapons in their hands, however, the soldiers of Lordaeron who had returned from the dead became minions of the Lich King, members of the Scourge Legion.

The tall city walls could not stop the progress of the Scourge Legion, and the eight major city gates were breached six successively, and a large number of Scourge soldiers poured into the city like a mudslide. The fires outside the city have been extinguished, and in the whispers of the lich, thousands of undead soldiers have rushed into the city without brains, killing all living creatures, all living as their enemies......

On the city walls, Ares prayed and fought bloodily, with Drum, Arator and Liadline following closely behind, and the Flame of the Ember Bringer opened the way, like a shining star in the darkness, the spark of the Dark Plains, lighting up the last hope for all. The Knights of the Silver Hand, led by their High Lord, defend the city to the death.

A faint golden glow appeared behind the paladins, who rushed to the battlefield in the vast sea of blood, healing their companions in sight. Although there are still many people who do not have time to be treated. At the same time, their weapons, their warhammers, became the strongest line of defense in Lordaeron.

Twenty years ago, this team was the pride of the Alliance, a banner of Lordaeron. Twenty years later, the Knights of the Silver Hand, who were reborn after being destroyed, are still the pride of Lordaeron and the most solid backing for the people of Lordaeron.

They can ignore politics, worldliness and interests, but when a crisis comes, they are always the first to stand up...... Ares was lucky to have come across such a team, an organization that probably only existed in the fantasy world of Azeroth......

And Ares will never let it go away again.

In the bright light, the Ember Bringer roared out of the way, and a sword slashed through the skeleton captain in front of him, and the undead warrior was instantly split in half by the flaming greatsword, and the flesh splattered and burned into ashes in the air. As Ares charged, a pure light enveloped him. The paladins behind him were all impressed by the powerful power of the Holy Light. Like a blaster of light, Ares swelled and exploded wherever he went, and the wave of light rippled and spread around him, and patches of undead soldiers fell to the power of the powerful Light.

At the same time, the blazing flame and brilliant light made it impossible for the undead to be approached.

The Ember Bringer slew one undead after another, one after another...... The zombies and skeletons on the city wall fell one after another like ants...... However, the stalemate did not last long.

Soon, there was a terrifying sound of muffled thunder in the cloudy sky. This strange sound caught everyone's attention, and they all looked up at the sky above them, no griffon knights would come to their aid, and the air must have been the enemy's troops. Sylvanas had anticipated the worst. In the next second, Windranger's conjecture was confirmed......

In the rolling dark clouds, a huge floating fortress appeared.

It pierced through the clouds like a devil peeking out of its corner. Grim looking down on the tiny creatures on the ground. Naxxramas, the massive undead moving castle, has finally descended over the city of Lordaeron.

Its appearance immediately suppressed the morale of the Lordaeron coalition army, and a huge black shadow shrouded the ground, like a pair of invisible hands grasping everyone's heart. The low-flying Naxxramas give a terrible visual pressure. It was as if it were so close that it would fall and crush the earth at any moment.

However, an even more terrifying picture soon followed. Amid the terrified screams of all, thousands of gargoyles flew out of the fortress and filled every corner of the sky like locusts. What's even more surprising is that with the screams of the gargoyles, patches of zombies fell directly from the Floating Fortress Naxxramas!

Yes, without any means of landing, simple and crude airborne! Wherever the huge floating fortress passed, zombie rain fell in the sky! Real Corpse Rain......

Dense crowds of zombies and ghouls were thrown from Naxxramas as if they were throwing garbage, and a black rain curtain formed in the sky, accompanied by the sound of broken bones, and many zombies were immediately smashed to pieces after they landed, and their stumps and broken arms were scattered all over the ground.

However, under the necromancer's undead spell, the corpses soon gathered again and stitched together. On the ground, the Scourge soldiers sprung up again...... This scene not only stunned the Lordaeron defenders, but also deeply shocked Ares......

In my imagination and plan, the Scourge Legion had 10,000 ways to siege the city, but I never expected that there would be such a siege method......

"Heartbreaking...... Heartbreaking......"

Ares cursed inwardly. But the situation is irreparable. These zombies rose from the ground and took over the streets of Lordaeron in an instant. Countless civilians have once again become refugees, screaming and fleeing. The rangers of Quel'Salas rescued some civilians, or after all, there were too many undead in the Scourge. Lordaeron was reduced to a killing field. Countless houses were burned and shattered. The scene is like the day of the Stratholme Massacre.

Flames rose everywhere, and thick smoke obscured the sky. The streets and alleys are filled with the roar of the undead and the cries of refugees. Gianna picked up a little girl and ran in her arms in the direction of the royal city. It was the inner city of Lordaeron, where Ares had set up a second line of defense. Just walk through the block and you'll get to the bottom of the city. Gianna ran with the little girl in her arms, followed closely by the guards behind her.

In just an instant, the earth was torn apart by a terrifying force, and a giant crypt demon broke through the ground and appeared in front of Gianna. Gianna almost lost her feet. She placed the crying little girl on the ground and cast an instant spell on herself, the Flame Shield.

The Crypt Demon didn't hesitate, and directly rushed over with a scythe-like insect pincer. Behind the huge figure are falling flints and scourge gargoyles that fill the sky...... It's like the end of the world.

But Gianna did not back down, and after too much baptism of war, she has grown into a leader in her own right. Before the Crypt Demon could rush to him, a web of flame energy entangled the Crypt Demon. The Crypt Demon roared in rage, and it struggled, but could not break free from the web. And Gianna shook it slightly, and the flame net wrapped around the beetle contracted even tighter, like a live bomb, and in the next second, the giant beetle exploded from its body. The invulnerable carapace was weakened by Gianna's spell attacks, and in less than three seconds, the black crypt demon was left with half of its body lying motionless on the ground, the flames still burning within its shattered body.

Holding the crying little girl, Gianna continued to run forward.

Outside the city, the enemy's offensive was like a tidal wave, and several city gates were crowded with a large number of undead troops. It's like a flood pouring into a dam that bursts......