"Don't just amplify it, short breed!"

Suddenly, a seductive and unpredictable answer came clearly from directly above Old Tang's head, causing the rampaging Minotaur Overseer Huo Ran to raise his head.

"These are the prey ordered by the Great Lord, and they are warriors personally selected by His Majesty the Lich King for the future plan, but you can't just let them go casually~ Otherwise, people will be very embarrassed~~~"

Dressed in a blood-red dress that looked more like an evening dress than a mage's robe, with a blue-gray and delicate face, and a rough look at the bewitching figure, the speaker was almost no different from the average blood elf lady - provided that you were so dazzled that you ignored the striking and hideous demon wings

The Queen of Blood, Lannather.

One of the Blood Elf commanders who accompanied Illidan and Kael'thas on an expedition to Northrend, but was ultimately killed in that failed battle, and is now one of the leaders of the Scourge after Arthas's resurrection.

Even the furious old Tang couldn't help frowning slightly after searching out the identity of the person who came from his memory.

Now, even if Old Tang is still trying to reverse the increasingly erosive situation, he has to admit angrily that the breakthrough plan hastily formulated by the yak people has been caught off guard by the occupying first natural disaster, and is slowly but resolutely sliding towards the abyss of failure.

In fact, this time the walking dead attacked the Ice Mist Village accurately and ruthlessly, which greatly exceeded Old Tang's previous understanding of the undead natural disaster. Hundreds of thousands of yak herdsmen, village warriors, hunters, and old and weak women and children who had fled from all over the Northland to Bingwu Village had just broken through the siege not long before they ran headlong into the undead natural disaster dragnet blockade line at noon the next day. It can be said that the hastily formulated breakthrough plan was taken by the undead from the beginning.

It is no longer the chaotic swarm that once saw blood, it is no longer the brainless forward and succession that it once was, and it is not only the low-level cannon fodder that is large in number but low in combat effectiveness - in fact, the resurrected skeletons and brainless zombies that occupied the absolute number of the undead army in the past are almost extinct this time. And even the most inconspicuous of the undead on the blockade are tens of thousands of ghouls clad in tattered naval uniforms - and abominations, crypt demons, cursed cultists, bone mages, and even death knights

This time, the purpose of the undead army is clearer, the organization is more rigorous, and the orders are more targeted, and these are the conclusions that Lao Tang has broken through along the way, after all, no matter who has met dozens of death knights who are pretending to be grassroots officers along the way, they will raise their vigilance to the highest.

Compared with the astonishing and amazing command and coordination ability of the undead Scourge side's surprise operation this time, the yak people, known as the "Northland Warriors", are clumsy and embarrassing in terms of war response and command and dispatch.

Don't say that compared with the Dragon Wrestling Legion under the command of Old Tang, it is the Western Wilderness People's Army that had had brief contact. It's also a few cuts better than them in this regard.

You know, the so-called Western Wilderness People's Army is just a militia organization that has not been officially named

There is no way, battlefield experience is accumulated with a knife and a gun, and command experience is fed by victory or defeat after victory, and these cannot be faked. The yak warriors living in the Northland may have better qualifications and physical qualities, and they also have a unique feature in small team cooperation. However, in comparison, there is a lack of experience in such large-scale operations on the frontal battlefield.

The only thing that made the anxious old Tang secretly rejoice on the way to break through may be the only fact that he has not met any heroic natural disaster generals until now.

It's a pity that what happened to Lao Tang is a good spirit, a bad spirit.

Now the appearance of the Blood Queen Lannassel made a terrible thought uncontrollably appear in Old Tang's mind. You must know that Lannathel has been living a life of unashamed sex with several so-called Blood Princes in the council district of Icecrown Fortress.

And that could well mean

"Get out of here, undead!" Pressing down on your worries. A down-and-out Minotaur overseer shook the only remaining tattered hammer in his hand and threatened, "If you don't want to die again!" ”

"Oh yes, what a man who doesn't understand the amorous ......"

Obviously, the intimidation of a certain minotaur overseer did not have the slightest effect, and the blue-black demon wings fluttered, and the bewitching blood queen laughed and unscrupulously circled the top of Old Tang's head:

"Don't be so harsh, how about staying and having some fun with others? People must not let you go when they receive an order~~~"

"Just you?"

Flipping the warhammer that was a little twisted and deformed in his hand, the old Tang who had fallen into a disadvantage in the situation still replied with a disdainful snort to the obviously fearless undead above his head. After reactivating the demon blood in his body, the power that filled his limbs and hundreds of bones made Old Tang firmly believe that even if he didn't have the set of "god clothes" that he had worked so hard to accumulate. Even if it's a one-on-one with bare hands, if you want to fight your way out of the encirclement, no one can stop you here, even if Arthas wakes up from his slumber!

pity

"Ha, of course it won't be just me~~ The prestige of the power of the Titans, even in this desolate Northrend, is like thunder!" Stopping her movements, the Blood Queen Lannassel changed her previous frivolous attitude, and the magic power in her body began to stir incessantly: "Although it would seem very unambitious to say this, but when they learned that the famous Minotaur Overseer would come to the Northland alone, they were really surprised~"

"So"

With the surging fluctuation of magic power, one after another of filthy or fresh blood on the battlefield began to quickly condense and tear into the air. In an instant, it turned into a bloody arrow in the sky, and under the spiritual lock of Lannacel, it was aimed at all the vital points on Old Tang's body.

"People have brought in a good helper temporarily~!"

Before the words fell, a majestic dragon roar filled with tyranny, frost, death, and silence resounded through the clouds, deafening!

In an instant, Old Tang's face was extremely solemn!

The worst scenario in my mind finally became a reality

―――――――――― a dividing line that I haven't seen for a long time―――――――――

Under the management of Nozdom, the Lord of Time, the passage of time is always imperceptible and yet unquestionable. It's like the only truth in the world. In a trance, half a month has passed since the two behemoths of the world of Azeroth, the Alliance and the Horde, have declared all-out war.

When the brave and bloody tribes sent their troops and hundreds of thousands of troops across the endless sea to slaughter the eastern kingdoms, the other side of the war, the resilient and heroic alliance, was also not waiting to be killed!

The Western Plaguelands, the Hand of Tyr, the stronghold of the Scarlet Crusaders

"The Forsaken Elite has been nearly half dispatched. Sylvanas himself is sitting on the front line of the Hillsbrad Hills, and now the undead of the Undercity are empty of defenses! ”

"And almost most of the main force of the blood elves in Silvermoon City has gone out with Kael'thas to go out to the outer regions, and there are Amani trolls in the territory who must garrison and suppress them. According to MI7 intelligence, the reinforcements that the Blood Elves had managed to draw had already appeared at the legion fortress in Mogore through the portal a few days ago. The current Quel'Thallas is over-defended and under-fortified, and is powerless to break the blockade of the undead outside the Wraithlands, let alone raid the hands of Tyr. In this way, there are no worries! ”

The candles in the prayer room were a little dim, and the candlelight that flickered from time to time cast the figures of several people in the room on the surrounding walls and stretched out uncontrollably, and the atmosphere in the room was depressed and mysterious because of the flickering candle flames. And Benedictas, the archbishop of Stormwind City, who was dressed in a solemn milky white patriarch's robe, was lobbying the two old friends in front of him with a pair of bloodshot eyes at this moment.

"Coupled with the fact that the frontal battlefield is besieged by our combined forces of Stormwind and Ironforge, as long as the Scarlet Crusaders set out from the Plaguelands and breach the undead barrier, they will be able to take the Undercity directly. Defeat the Forsaken from both sides and recover Lordaeron"

Except for the slightly urgent voice of Archbishop Benedictas, there was still silence in the prayer room, and in fact, the scene of slightly suppressed and anxious scenes like the present one had been played out in this prayer room many times in the past few days. At this delicate juncture when the Horde is about to meet with the Horde, the Alliance hopes to use its diplomatic skills to do its best to obtain reinforcements from one or more parties, so as to achieve the strategic intention of the Alliance military headquarters to flank from all sides, take the lead in annihilating or dragging down the Forsaken, and then surround and send reinforcements.

And now the Scarlet Crusaders, who are strong and strong, are undoubtedly one of the targets of Stormwind's higher-ups.

Unfortunately, the Scarlet Crusaders, born out of the Silver Hand, acted as a neutral force. Since its inception, it has been buried in the eradication of the undead scourge that spreads across the plague lands, and has always been uninterested in frictions, disputes, and even misfires between the alliance tribes.

This time, in order to convince this group of fanatics with a clear goal to act together, the alliance must send an ambassador with sufficient weight and strength. Benedictas, who has deep friendships and personal friendships with several high-ranking members of the Scarlet Crusaders, and is the highly respected and acclaimed Patriarch of the Stormwind Kingdom of the Basilica of Light, is undoubtedly the best candidate.

Unfortunately, even if Benedictas, who had worked hard about the matter, moved to understand the reason, the progress of the negotiations still did not progress

"This is the last chance for the Scarlet Crusade and the Silver Dawn, and the best chance for the people of Lordaeron to regain their lost land and return to their homeland!"

"Once you miss the opportunity, you will regret it!" Looking at the two old friends on the other side, who had not spoken or moved so far, Archbishop Benedictas, who had a dry mouth, finally had a fire in his heart, and couldn't help but ask in a loud voice:

"The Light is above. Alessandro, Ethan Lien, what the hell are you hesitating about? ”

"I haven't seen you in a few years, Benedictas, your patience is much less than before"

Accompanied by Benedictas's questioning, he wore a bright red bishop's crown and a red and white scarlet crusader robe, the Scarlet Crusader Attorney General. The Scarlet Crusader Grand Prosecutor of Hearthvale, Ethan Lien, chuckled and diverted the subject.

On the other side, the true speaker of the Scarlet Crusaders, the "Ember Bringer", the Grand Lord Mograini, finally turned his gaze to Benedictas's slightly agitated face: "Why should I promise you with your untrue plans? ”

"Want to bring the Scarlet Crusaders into battle?"

"You can think about it!"

"But before that," Old Mograine flicked the blade of the Ashbringer with his fingers, and then asked in an unquestioning tone:

"Don't hide it, let's say, who else have you contacted?" (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Biquge www.biquge.info to vote for recommendations and monthly passes, your support is my biggest motivation. )

ps: Well, the plot collapse has begun~~O