"Hammer Griffin Knights, assembled!"

"Ironforge Musketeers, assembled!"

"Lordaeron Court Mage Regiment, assembled!"

"Knights of the Silver Hand, assembled!"

In the Lordaeron Mage Zone, in a clearing, Princess Kalia stood on a high platform, looked at the four phalanxes in front of her, and nodded slightly.

Three hundred barbarian hammer griffin knights, four hundred dwarven musketeers, one hundred court mages, and three thousand members of the Knights of the Silver Hand, this is the highest configuration that the current Lordaeron can come up with, and it is also the entire force that is about to go to the Whispering Coast for a life-and-death duel!

It's not that there aren't more soldiers, but there are enough troops left to defend Lordaeron, and places like Fireplace Valley, Icewind Hill, and the Hand of Tyre also need to have enough troops to defend, and it's now the limit.

"Master Ronin, Master Duane, Gianna, let's get started." Princess Kalia looked at the three men at the front of the mage phalanx.

The three archmages quickly responded, and each archmage opened the portal with the help of several mid- and high-level mages.

Ten minutes later, three portals, which only allowed three or four people to pass side by side, appeared in the clearing.

"I wish you all a triumphant return!" Princess Kalia shouted loudly, this was the last blessing.

Uther was silent, and was the first to walk towards the portal, followed by Fenna, followed by three hundred paladins, and two thousand seven hundred ordinary members. Several of the soldiers also carried a huge coffin containing a dry skeleton that had been dead for several years.

The future legendary hunter, Hermet Nesinwari, made his way to the second portal, followed by four hundred dwarven musketeers.

Three hundred Hammer Griffon Knights, who had lost their leader, flew into the third portal with a war hammer in hand.

When all the soldiers were gone, Gianna led a hundred court mages into the portal.

Ronin and Duane did not go.

Lordaeron must have enough high-end force to defend it.

Gavinrad Doom, Sage Messenger of Truth, and the two Grand Knights are also here.

…………

Standing on the back of the old turtle, facing the sea breeze, Jiang Zai looked at the already sparse fishman and shook his head slightly.

The individual strength of the fishmen is too poor, and in a surprise attack, hundreds of them were killed by Arthas's sword, and these hundreds of fishmen were resurrected as undead and became Alsace's servants and a member of the Scourge Legion.

The organization and discipline of the fishmen were even worse, and many of them ran away, and less than half of them came back in the end.

It's useless for these fishmen to stay here, since Arthas has defense, it is impossible to carry out a second sneak attack, with the ability of Arthas and Tikdios, as long as they are prepared, they can always be vigilant of all movements around them.

Then what follows is a head-to-head showdown between life and death! And in this head-to-head duel, the only role of the fishman is to send heads and troops to the other party.

So, it's better to fuck off!

"Muyad, take all the undead you can take with you, get out of here in five hours, and head west and south along the coastline to the west coast of the Silver Pine Forest. I'll see you there in the near future. Jiang Zai said lightly.

Watching the fish people leave, Jiang Zai looked around, and only he was left on the huge seaside, as well as the turtles at his feet.

"You can go too, stay away." Jiang Zheng stepped out and was already above the sea.

Then he disembarked, headed for the southern sentry, and ran like lightning, far faster than the best horses, and even more than the griffons circling in the sky.

Lightning rushes!

Because he heard Gianna's summons, the army had arrived.

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In the North Sea, most of the warships have sunk, and the only one that remains is still floating.

The deck is full of undead!

Death Knight!

Skeleton Warriors, Skeleton Archers!

Necromancer!

Ghoul!

Caveman Demon!

Hate!

Succubus!

That's all the forces that Arthas brought from Northrend in the Arctic!

Most of the undead sank to the bottom of the sea with the warship, but these undead could not drown, some were fished up, and some slowly swam to the Tirisfal woodland at the bottom of the sea, but the speed was too slow, I don't know how many days and weeks it will take to arrive, and I don't know how many will be wiped out by the ferocious monster fish in the ocean.

Heavy losses!

Arthas's face was ugly, and so was Tikdios's.

If you lose most of your troops before you succeed in the division, how can you be in a good mood?

Luckily, it's about to land.

Once landed, he could transform hundreds of thousands of humans across Tirisfa and build an invincible army of the undead to sweep through everything!

The sky had darkened, and it was the darkest hour before dawn.

The choice to land at such a time is naturally because the undead are not afraid of the dark, and it will be easier to raid and fight in the dark.

The distant continent was already faintly visible, and the mood in Alsace was unprecedented.

The Death Knight is supposed to have a heart like backwater, isn't it?

"Ready to land!" Walking through the dark curtain that had not yet seen light, Arthas saw a faint light in the distance, the watchtower of the Knights of the Silver Hand, guarded by dozens of paladins, priests, mages, and warriors from the monastery of Tirisfar, mainly to prevent the fishmen of the Whispering Coast from attacking nearby farms.

"There's going to be a pitched battle, Death Knight." Tikdios looked at the dark sky: "Those griffin knights have already discovered us, Uther and the Knights of the Silver Hand, they will surely be waiting on the Whispering Coast!" But that's okay, I'll cover you! ”

The Dreadlord spread his wings and flew into the sky under the cover of night.

The wounds on his body were only half healed, but that didn't stop him from carrying out a terrifying attack, because all he had to do was tear through the dark canopy, communicate and warp the void, and summon a small but powerful enough demon vanguard force!

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of the Dreadlord's mouth.

The show has just begun!

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In a flash of lightning, Jiang Zheng came to the Silver Hand Sentinel Tower and saw the main force coming from afar.

One by one, the griffin knights brought the current situation of the Alsace fleet, and Jiang Zai also told several leaders about the sneak attack he had just completed.

"What? Did you really succeed? That's great! Nicholas, you've done a great job! Uther's face showed irrepressible joy: "Our pressure is much less!" This time, I'm going to purify that kid from Arthas with my own hands! Let him know the cost of betraying the Light, betraying the country and the people! ”

"The sea can't drown the dead spirits, and Arthas's men are more than that." Jiang Zheng glanced at the four troops lined up in a phalanx, frowned and shook his head, "Lord Uther, I suggest that all the troops disperse immediately and disperse in small formations. Have you forgotten the attack of Tikdios in the Battle of Andohar...... No, it's too late! ”

Needless to say, everyone raised their heads.

At this moment, they saw the dark dome above their heads, torn apart by an unspeakable force, black fissures piercing through Azeroth and the twisted void.

Then, one by one, meteorites burning orange and green teary eyes fell from the sky, and just looking at the number, even more than in Andohar, several times more!

"It's Hellfire!"

"Quick! Spread out! Spread it all out! ”

"Mage! Cast All! Smash them in the sky! ”

"Damn! Tik Dios must have been preparing for a long time! At least fifty hellfires! ”