Looking at the two old men who are over half a hundred years old, I don't know what to say for a while, conspiracy? I don't think Arthas is conspiring with any kind of conspiracy, but I seriously suspect that he is now pushing into new realms. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Compared to me, he only has golden bones, but he is indeed a hero and a strong man, and he has a better understanding of the nature of power, and correspondingly, he can go further out of the sea of death.

I've touched the deepest part of the Sea of Death, but what about Arthas? Even if it's not as good as me, it shouldn't be far off.

In this battle, it's really hard to say who will kill the deer.

"Report, the Great Chief of Thrall has sent word that they have entered the Court of Bones." Suddenly, a herald ran up.

Tirio took two deep breaths and said in a deep voice, "Inform Varian's department, full speed ahead, target, wall of skulls." ”

"Yes!"

"Another summons, Orgrim's hammer is moving at full speed, following the Skybreaker."

"Yes!"

Two orders rang out, and Tirio became more serious.

Gale winds, the battle flags were blowing, and the whole army entered a state of combat readiness.

Closer, closer, standing on the bow of the ship, you can already see the frost dragon hovering outside the icecrown fortress, the money-counting dragon flying around the icecrown spire, countless natural disasters and undead are waiting for them, and in the distance, you can also see the gunpowder smoke in the court of bones.

Thrall had indeed invaded the Court of Bones.

Next, it's up to us.

"Signal!" Tirio shouted.

In an instant, a red signal flare was sent out from the guard's hand, and the signal flare exploded in the sky with a red fire, which was extremely dazzling.

Call! Call! Call!

Countless dragons flew up from the mountains, roaring and galloping towards the Icecrown Fortress.

In less than ten minutes, the dragons were mixed with the frost dragon, and for a moment, flesh and blood flew sideways, and ice bones exploded.

"Quick, left full rudder, left full rudder, lean on me."

The real captain shouted loudly, commanding the helmsman to lean the ship against the wall of skulls.

The Wall of Skulls is not so much a wall as a sentry post extending from the Icecrown Fortress, which extends more than twenty meters wide around the center of the Icecrown Spire, which can be used as a lookout to attack the enemy from a high vantage point, and can also be used as a lookout to monitor the entire Icecrown Glacier and the Dragonbone Wilderness.

In fact, the Scourge had already been aware of the Coalition's movements when Magni attacked Ordusa, and correspondingly, the Scourge undead who were waiting on the Wall of Skulls were well explained.

However, the more the Scourge defensively, the more certain we are that Arthas must have been trapped by something at this point, otherwise he would not have been so passive.

You know, Arthas is an attacker.

"Fire, fire, hit me hard!" Tirio shouted loudly as he stood on the side of the ship.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

For a moment, the two warships were in full swing, and a large amount of ammunition poured into the wall of skulls, and the Scourge Legion couldn't raise its head at all.

However, this is only a stopgap measure, once the Scourge Legion recovers, we will be greeted by a ferocious counterattack.

Tirio saw it very clearly, so he gave the order to land on the beach as soon as the ship docked.

"Hurry up, the first team goes first, and the second team catches the ......"

The coalition landed on the wall of skulls in a tense and orderly manner, but I didn't want to be so ordinary, and Mograini and I exchanged glances, and we jumped together towards the enemy camp.

In the battle of the Great Legion, the role of the hero is infinitely reduced, but it does not mean that the hero has no role.

The gap, after all, can only be opened by strong heroes.

As soon as we jumped into the enemy camp, Mograini and I went on a killing spree.

Needless to say, infinite death, frenzied violence, the nine stars dance like a meat grinder, no matter how powerful the undead are in front of me, they are like paper paste, and soon, I swept away the ten meters of natural disaster undead around me.

At this moment, but talking about Mograine, as a former Ember Bringer, although he has no Holy Light, no Ember Bringer, his combat power is still not to be underestimated, I have been promoted to the eighth order, and even the undead who brought me back to life are more powerful, and the purer death qi can be used by them at will, and the super pure death qi crystals are at their disposal.

I don't get stingy with Mograini, I almost do my best to improve him, and if you add his own fighting awareness, to be honest, I'm shocked by Mograini's strength.

A big sword dance is impermeable, the pace under his feet is light and swift and step by step, people fall to the sword, the sword is dead, it is Mograine, sometimes he will emit death energy like me, although the energy level is not as good as mine, but his eyesight and grasp of the battle are far from being able to achieve me, less than one-tenth of my strength, but can cause a killing effect that is stronger than the nine stars, the old generation of heroes and strong people are as strong as this.

"Haha, do you dare to compete with me to see who can enter the Icecrown Fortress first." Mograini shouted in high spirits.

I turned my head to look behind me, most of the coalition forces had disembarked, and Tirio and Varian were leading a large number of men towards us, and it was a good time to make a surprise attack.

"It's good, it's better than it's, but it's not good to not bet." I replied in a loud voice.

"Bets? Bet on who will cut off the head of Alsace, I win, I cut, you win, you cut! ”

"Good!"

Sou! Sou!

Two whirlwinds rushed towards the south of the Icecrown fortress.

The main entrance of the Icecrown Fortress faces south, and is called Damnation, and correspondingly, the main entrance to the Skull Wall is also opened to the south, where the Lich King issued his inspection of the world, and where it leads to the upper level of the Icecrown Tower.

The dragons were still fighting with the frost dragons, Tirio and Varian kept strangulating the powerful scourge undead that Mograine and I had missed, and the 10,000 elite soldiers were reduced to zero and divided into ten brigades, each divided into ten squadrons, and then into squads of ten.

The squads are fighting alone but interconnected, and a humanoid meat grinder is forming in the wall of the skull.

It was me and Mograini who started the show.

The bet is just a joke, Mograine and I are watching each other forward together, in this life, the tragedy in front of the Gate of Damnation did not happen, and little Sarufar did not die in battle, I do not know what powerful cataclysmic spirits await us ahead.

"Be careful, it's coming soon." I reminded Mograini that he was afraid that he would be too aggressive and suffer a big loss.

Mograine smiled and said, "Are you afraid that the Scourge will have an ambush?" Rest assured, if there were no powerful heroes to hinder us when we first disembarked, then there would be no more next, and now ......"

Speaking of this, Mograini slashed the abomination into the air with all his might, and then continued: "Now, we only need to attack and attack until we enter the Tower of Icecrown, don't worry, Arthas must have prepared a grand and grand welcome party for us." ”