133. Wrath of Arthas

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Magni looked desperately at the army of the undead in the distance, gargoyles and plague bats in the sky, and flesh golems and ghouls on the ground, like the two rows of teeth of a terrifying monster waiting to be devoured.

At this time, just extinguishing the fire, Magni had not even been reported how many soldiers had died, and looking at the steam tanks and gnome helicopters that were basically scrapped, he really couldn't think of anything else that could save his legion.

"Your Majesty Magni, what are we going to do?" A gnome craftsman who had lost half of his hair by the fire asked cautiously.

Magni looked at the exhausted soldiers behind him, some of whom could even fall asleep on the ground at the moment of the enemy, and it was conceivable how much combat power these poor fellows had left.

"Pick one of the broken back teams to defend with me, and the others retreat into the Alterac Valley." This is also a way to do no way, the battle must be lost, only the best efforts to preserve the strength is the right choice, but in this way, the troops will basically be abandoned after the break, but what can be done?

"Oh, then the gnome pilots may not be able to help you, you see, there are not a few working machines left here......" the dwarf said embarrassedly, indeed, without machinery available, the dwarf may not be able to beat human children.

"I understand Bright, don't feel guilty, the mind is the most powerful weapon of the dwarf, protect your weapons and avenge us in the future." Magni picked up a hammer in one hand and a tomahawk in the other, staring coldly at the army of the undead.

"Your Majesty! Are you going to ......" Dwarf Bright looked at Magni in disbelief.

With a free smile, Magni said, "It's going to be a battle to the death, so I'm not going to force anyone to stay, but I'm going to tell those who are willing to stay and become heroes that there is a king who will bury them!" ā€

Everyone who heard these words was dumbfounded, but the short and fat figure rose higher and higher in the hearts of everyone.

"Nope! Your Majesty! You can't do that! What will happen to our kingdom if you die? The dwarven one-life general immediately jumped out to stop him: "Let me stay, Ironforge Castle can't do without you." ā€

"No, if I die, the throne will be inherited by my brother Brian, and he will be a good king."

The men were still arguing when a voice interrupted them.

"I don't think we're going to die......" Dwarf Bright looked at the sky on the other side, his jaw dropping to the ground.

I saw a group of airships flying over there, and the one in the middle was even more of a behemoth.

"Is that reinforcements!?" "There's the Minethil family logo on it!" The people immediately cheered, and even the dark circles bloomed, which was the light of hope in a desperate situation.

"Uh...... No...... That's not Tyrenus' troops......" It was still the gnome who interrupted the group, only to see him holding up a look-at glasses that he didn't know where to take out, and said with a pained face, "They are undead ......"

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In the distance, Arthas and his followers were controlling the airships, touching this and that, they looked like turtles, and they couldn't have driven these guys if it weren't for the goblins with a few pilots.

In fact, due to Arthas's inaction, many of the conscious undead have chosen to leave on their own, and several banshees have even formed another organization, which has caused many of the undead to waver, after all, for most of them, revenge is the only point of existence.

But today, Arthas told everyone with the facts that he alone is the wisest choice.

No one could have imagined that a goblin that seemed to be useless could hide such a terrifying potential, or that gold coins could have such a terrifying potential.

The undead have tried the guns on airships, which can destroy a house with a single shot, and the latest of the goblins' artillery can be fired in bursts.

Ordinary artillery is already powerful, but the goblins have prepared an even more terrifying guy.

At this time, on the giant airship at the front, this airship was almost the size of a small fortress, and even the Scourge Legion's Blackwind Fortress was no more than in front of it.

In the belly of the airship, Arthas and his men were circling around a large dick.

A goblin with a missing arm and leg is tirelessly introducing.

"Look at this guy, it's the most terrible bomb we can make, I dare say it could level a city in one fell swoop......" The goblin's eyes were full of madness, and he flared his teeth and claws at the big guy, and his face was smug with a smug face.

The bomb he called a bomb was three or four stories high, a dozen meters in diameter, round and full of spikes, and this bomb alone almost filled the belly of the airship, and I don't know how the goblins stuffed it in.

"I hope he can be as you say." Arthas touched the bomb, and just as he was about to knock it, the goblin hurriedly stopped him.

"No, Your Highness of the Dead, I wouldn't want to do that if I were you." Having succeeded in stopping Arthas, the goblin breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You see, because it's too big to shoot like a cannonball, and even the slightest shock can cause an explosion, which is its only drawback." ā€

"And how am I going to throw him on the enemy's head?"

"Don't worry, there's a drawstring here, where's that? Kindness...... I remember here, yes, here, that's it, as long as you pull this, the bottom of the airship will open, the bomb will fall, the technical department calls this trick an airdrop, that's right, an airdrop. ā€

"I have one more question, Mr. Goblin." Uther, who was following Arthas, began to ask questions.

"Your airships are all made of wood, what should we do if someone shoots an arrow straight through the plank?"

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In order to prevent someone from shooting through the floor, several small airships were urgently transferred to the underside of the Fortress-class airships.

On the King's Way, Magni and his death squad looked at the armies on both sides with blank expressions, and the number of death squads was surprisingly large.

Maybe they thought that no matter whether they ran or not, they couldn't escape the pursuit of the airship, so they all stayed.

"Rather than running tired and half dead and then killed, it is better to wait here for the ......rest of the dead" This is the voice of some people who have given up resistance, and it does not represent the majority of people, more people just want to pull a few more undead backs.

But unexpectedly, these airships didn't seem to be coming at them, they flew straight to the army of the undead.

'Are you going to join forces and fight again?' Some of the soldiers thought.

But this is not the case, and when it was about to make contact, the airship actually launched a cannon fire on the undead.

The battle scene was truly magnificent, like a grand firework, the army of the undead exploded everywhere, and the gargoyles in the sky fell like dumplings.

Magni never thought that the battle could be fought like this, and his army also had steam tanks and helicopters, but when it came to firepower, they were nothing compared to the new guns of these airships.

Where are they fighting, this is clearly money.

Even Magni, the head of a country, could not imagine how much money would be lost in this battle, and he remembered that if it was a dwarf's workshop, it would cost at least three gold coins to buy such a missile, and damn, three gold coins would be enough for him to get drunk several times.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the gnomes beside him, this airship seemed to be in the style of goblins, and he didn't know what these gnomes who had always looked down on goblins had something to say.

Perhaps seeing the scorn in the depths of Magni's eyes, the dwarf craftsman hastened to explain.

"Your Majesty! It seems that you like this airship very much, believe me, the gnomes can build such airships, and the power plant is guaranteed to be much better than this one, you see they also use gas buoyancy, this is simply a target, if you want, we can build a better airship, if you have the money......"

Magni was interested and asked, "How much does that one cost?" Needless to say, the middle one, it's just the ordinary one. ā€

"Well...... I calculated, roughly estimated, maybe 30w gold coins can be realized, but for the sake of the friendly relationship between our two races, I can call you a 20% discount. ā€

"......" Magni said, with a grimace.

"If you think it's too expensive, as long as you help us recover Nomorigan, our master craftsman may be able to give you one."

"We can discuss this matter after we get back......

Dwarves are a long-lived race, longevity means that the population is sparse, the population is sparse, the labor force is less, the labor force is small, and the labor force is not happy, plus the battle of the three hammers has only passed less than three hundred years, and the copperbeard dwarf has not been established for a long time, and it is strange that he can be rich.

As for the dwarves, they even lost the main city, so they can only send people under the fence, so there is no need to mention it.

Arthas is different, he has a huge fortune accumulated by Lordaeron for thousands of years, humans are a large number of races, and human nobles are used to oppressing commoners, with the wealth passed down from successive kings, it is not a big deal that Arthas can spend money to fight.

The airship didn't care about the undead below, the undead on the ground could only stare dryly, and they would be smashed to death by the gargoyle fragments, and in the sky, the gargoyles were difficult to get close, and occasionally the lucky guy who broke through the line of fire would also be shot off by the musket, and the airship advanced almost without the slightest pause, and soon, the giant airship flew directly above the island of Keldaron.

Arthas and his men were gathered on the deck, for soon the ground floor would open and there would be no room for standing.

"So Mr. Goblin, I think you can start the airdrop." Arthas stared at the goblin with those white eyes.

"As you wish, Your Highness the Dead, but don't you plan to give a name to this great product to witness such a historic moment?"

"Let's call it the Wrath of Alsace......"

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Alsace's Fury exploded, and at that moment, Magni thought it was an earthquake.

The place where he was half a map away from Keldaron Island, and they couldn't even see the shadow of the island with bad eyes, but they saw a mushroom cloud by force.

Arthas didn't know that this explosion would be so powerful, his airship was directly blown out, the goblin's engineering was so unreliable, they didn't calculate how powerful the explosion would be, causing the undead on the airship to be shocked to different places, scattered in the lake.

Fortunately, even if the undead are broken, as long as the head is okay, it will not really die, provided that it can be found quickly.

PS: I originally planned to write these contents in less than 2,000 words, but I didn't want to write so much nonsense, but I found that I wrote too much......