"Can't you put it into words? Then you can wait a little longer...... We have guests coming. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Kardara turned and looked at the distant gates of the city of Zuaman, and at his feet, blood soaked the entire altar, and the corpses of countless trolls lay in pools of blood, dry and terrifying.

……

"Something seems wrong with these forts......"

Muradin-Copperbeard stood beside Arthas and said loudly.

"Indeed, we can't hear the beasts anymore......"

Varian Ureon nodded in agreement.

The commanders of the various parts of the coalition forces gathered in a clearing outside the city of Zuaman and watched the city they were about to capture.

Behind them, a large army has been assembled, in this army, there are humans, dwarves, and high elves, although they are from different backgrounds, they all have a determined look in their eyes.

They all come from all over the world and come together for a common goal, which is to destroy the trolls who have been entrenched in the Ghost Lands for tens of thousands of years.

(Spoof, hee-hee)

"Xiaoshuang, did you find anything?"

Arthas turned his head and asked his little magic sword.

"Those guys don't seem to be there...... But there's another one in the city. ”

Frost Sorrow thought for a moment and said.

"There's only one left? Could it be that these gods will also run away? ”

Arthas asked, confused.

"Whatever, let's start attacking, if those so-called gods are gone, what else can stop Her Excellency the Queen?"

Muradin Copperbeard said nonchalantly.

"That's ......"

Arthas nodded, and then told Paul that he could start attacking.

The soldiers gathered in the Wraithlands, whether humans, dwarves, or High Elves, whether they come from Quel'Thalas, Stormwind, Ironforge, or Lordaeron, whether they are "them" or "they", are the elite of their respective nations.

The heralds' orders were soon reached to all parts of the coalition forces, and the experienced warriors began their own operations.

The general attack began with a loud and thunderous dragon roar, and the Red Dragon Queen once again manifested her true form, flapped her wings and flew into the air, circled, and swooped down towards the head of Zuaman.

Even though Zuaman was a huge city that Alsace had never seen before, its walls were naturally not thick enough to withstand the meteor-like impact compared to the body of the Red Dragon Queen.

As Arthas waited for the Red Dragon Queen to crash through Zuaman's gates, his jaw dropped at what happened next.

The Red Dragon Queen swooped down swiftly towards the head of Zuaman, but after flying more than half the distance, she came to a halt in the air.

"What is this guy doing? Is there something wrong? ”

Arthas asked in surprise, wondering if the trolls in Zuaman had received any aid or had some conspiracy.

"It's not like it, it's like ......"

Muradin's copperbeard couldn't speak anymore as soon as he was halfway along, with a look of laughter and tears on his face.

I saw the huge body of the Red Dragon Queen stop in mid-air, her wings flapping gently, and her whole body moved towards the city of Zuaman at an extremely slow speed, and finally hit the city wall lightly.

"Huh? It's okay! That barrier is really gone! ”

In midair, the dragon chant of the Red Dragon Queen echoed, and her tone was full of surprise.

This guy is still going to die......

- At this moment, Arthas had only one thought in his mind.

It turned out that the Red Dragon Queen didn't quite believe in the fact that the Four Gods Barrier no longer existed as Frost Grief, because she was worried that she would knock her head out of a big bag if she hit the barrier, so the Red Dragon Queen carefully protected herself.

Although in Arthas's eyes, this behavior was completely delaying, the Red Dragon Queen herself felt that it was very important, because she was most afraid of pain!

"You trolls, taste the wrath of Winlesa!"

The Red Dragon Queen roared loudly, then spewed her own breath into the city of Zuaman.

"Little Winlessa...... It's scary to get angry with you, you see, it's all on fire in there. ”

Sylvanas shook her cloak in her leather armor and smiled at Winlessa.

"Sister Sylvanas! Don't laugh at me! ”

Winlesa complained dissatisfiedly - Your Excellency is really, what does this have to do with herself!

The Windranger sisters were laughing lightly, but Arthas was going mad.

"What is this idiot going to do? Why not go according to the plan? ”

Arthas said angrily.

According to Arthas's original plan, the Red Dragon Queen was to help them break through the gates of Zuaman and allow the army to enter.

It's not that Arthas doesn't need to use the Red Dragon Queen and Frost Sorrow, it's just that the city of Zuaman is so big, and the Red Dragon Queen alone can't do it as easily as she destroyed other troll cities before.

But now the Red Dragon Queen seemed to have forgotten their previous agreement, and she seemed excited to find herself free from the barrier of the barrier, spewing fire as she flew deeper into the city.

"This big stupid dragon is useless, let's rely on Xiaoshuang!"

Frost looked sad but happy, she took Arthas's hand, shook it coquettishly, and ran to the gates of Zuaman.

"There don't seem to be any troll guards on the walls today...... What's going on? Did the guys give up their resistance? ”

Prince Danas pressed the hilts of his two-handed swords on his waist and asked with a frown—he had a sense of foreboding in his heart.

"Maybe it's to shrink the forces, if those animal gods really escape, then no matter how tall the walls of this city are, the trolls have no hope of holding on."

Arthas replied.

"But this city is the last sacred place for trolls, and if it's not here, where else can they go?"

Aurelia Windranger approached Arthas and asked, confused.

"As soon as we invade the city, all questions can be answered."

Arthas felt a little embarrassed to see Aurelia, but since the woman didn't say anything, Arthas didn't want to be too obvious, and just replied seriously.

Frost Sorrow came to the gates of Zuaman, raised her slender jaws, and looked up at the tall gates.

The wooden gates were covered with iron sheets, and the tips of countless huge nails shone dangerously; The city was in flames, caused by the Red Dragon Queen's breath.

"Hey!"

Frost's mournful mouth let out a clear click, and his delicate palm swung forward, striking hard against the tall gate of Zuaman.