While the Battle of Howling Fjord was underway, Arthas's Northern Expedition had reached the northern front of Grizzly Hills.

In order to raid Utgard Castle in the past two days, Winlesa had to transfer the army that had been here to harass the Scourge Legion and attack the fortress of Daxsalon. The Scourge had no worries and immediately launched a deadly assault on the Frost Troll's fortress.

And the one who commanded the battle was Arthas, the "Lich King".

Two Alsaces will meet on the battlefield. This will be a battle of fate.

Prince Lordaeron and his army arrived just in time - the battering ram of the Scourge had broken through the gates of the fortress, and the fortress that the trolls relied on to defend themselves was being breached. The strong Abomination had squeezed through the breach in the guò gate, fighting the troll barbarians behind him for the gate.

The troll barbarians gathered at the gates of the city were distorted trolls. They are much larger than normal trolls, almost as much as the abomination of a constructed. Although the strength is slightly weaker, the healing power is extremely strong. This is one of the factors that has long been able to compete with natural disasters in the frost trolls.

The Frost Dragons spew ice breath and magic into the sky towards the stronghold, and the Troll Batriders are very passive, and their attacks are hardly enough to actually hurt the Undead Dragons. This puts the frost trolls in a difficult position.

"Good chance!" Seeing that the battle was stalemate, Arthas immediately ordered a large army to raid.

"Destroy the Scourge!" Armed with a warhammer blessed by the Light, he led the army to charge.

Garissus should have been dissuaded, as there were still many of their cavalry that had not yet followed, and the formation was incomplete. But it was also a good time to attack, so he didn't stop it. He said to Uther, "Your Excellency the Lightbringer, please keep your Highness safe!" ”

"I will." Uther's voice exuded a powerful confidence. The power of the Holy Light made his whole person "brighten", and in the face of this power, no natural disaster could stop it. The paladins of the Silver Hand charged with him, protecting Arthas in the middle.

Two generals with military experience, Galless and Walden, commanded the attack in place.

After the dwarven mortar squad enters the battlefield, find a suitable place to assemble the mortar. Bombarded the Scourge troops outside the fortress with artillery fire. The dwarf's helicopter unit also caught up and dropped bombs on the densest areas of the enemy group. The power of gunpowder began to take hold on the battlefield.

The sudden attack on the back of the natural disaster almost immediately plunged into chaos. The Knights of the Silver Hand and the Knights of the Storm are sharp knives that pierce the heart of the Scourge, where the Lich King Arthas commands the attack.

"People of the Alliance!" The Lich King felt this aura when the other party charged. He rode the invincible and turned around, setting his eyes on the saboteurs. Seeing the two knights charging at the front, he couldn't help but smile cruelly, "It's Uther." And the old me. ”

He ordered the Scourge to stop attacking the trolls and instead turn their target on the Coalition, which was not in full formation. Trolls won't help the Alliance, he knows that very well. After destroying these evil alliances and obtaining their corpses, the power of the Scourge will not decrease. Instead, it will be enhanced.

Daxaron Fortress has always been here, and he can breach it at any time if he wants to!

Invincible carried its master in the direction of the Alliance's rush. It has a pair of bat-shaped wings under its ribs that a normal horse does not have, and it can run for tens of meters with a single kick, and it is as light as flying. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the enemy. It can also carry its owner through the skies when he needs it.

"Arthas!" At a glance, Uther could see through the Helm of Domination the man hiding beneath the helmet.

"Huh?" Prince Lordaeron hadn't reacted yet, but he followed Uther's gaze, which was mounted on the back of the Invincible. The death knight with a majestic aura as a mountain, and eyes glowing with ice blue under a black helmet - he, the fallen self?

The knights on both sides continued to charge. But all three parties stopped tacitly.

"You, you're the Lich King!" Arthas's voice trembled, containing irrepressible anger.

"I'm the Lich King—don't you even have the courage to call my name, Arthas?" His cold voice was unabashedly contemptuous. His depraved body made his voice wicked and chilling.

"I will never go down your path! I'll beat you! Arthas shouted as he raised his light-shining hammer. I'll beat you! ”

"What a child," the Lich King commented. "I don't know what you're going to use to beat me? With your ridiculous and weak light? ”

"How can those who turn their backs on the Light know the power of the Light?" Utelzer stepped forward immediately. The eyes that have been through the vicissitudes of life are dyed with a layer of light, "Evil will never prevail over justice." The Light will punish you for your treachery, Lich King! ”

"Uther, I am reminded of your death. Your Light has not been able to punish me. I kind of regret that I didn't let Frost Sorrow suck your soul when I killed you. But this time, I'm looking forward to your soul wailing and screaming under my sword. ”

"I haven't experienced the death you gave me, maybe that's my fate. I don't fear it. But I have also heard of your death - the Light will punish you! ”

Uther raised her hammer and charged towards the Lich King; Arthas also rushed forward.

The Lich King's Frostmourn lightly held two hammers, and he drew his sword and swung it at Paladin Uther with all his might. He believed that with the sharpness of Frost's sorrow, a few hard fights would be enough to cut off the opponent's weapon.

Because of his original plane, Uther fell like this.

"Bang!"

A hammer suddenly flew from afar, striking Frostmourn's sword hard, deflecting it. Arthas took advantage of the fact that the Lich King was beaten to his feet, and smashed his hammer on the shoulder, nearly knocking the Lich King off his horse.

A gruff and heroic voice came from afar, "Arthas, the Lich King, I heard that you almost killed me!" "It's Ironforge Dwarf Muradin. The sound of the brass whiskers. It was he who had just thrown his weapon.

The dwarf rode on the back of the brown goat and rushed quickly.

"Muradin!" The Lich King's angry voice rang out. He moved his shoulder, but fortunately the injury was not severe. The dark energy will soon bring it back to its original state.

"That's right, it's me!" Muradin beckoned. The Storm Hammer flew back into his hand automatically.

"Come on, you think three people can stop me?" His voice was tinged with disdain.

An icy arrow roared. In the distance, a pretty figure appears in the Lich King's field of vision.

"And me." The cold wind blew the cloak and hunted, and Gianna stroked the messy hair between her sideburns.

All four were the closest people in the life of Arthas, the Lich King. Uther and Muradin were both his teachers, Gianna was his only lover, and Prince Arthas was his pre-Fall self.

"Looks like my frost sorrow is going to add some powerful souls." The Lich King didn't care. If it was when he was still sad only with frost. Maybe he'll hesitate, but now he's the Lich King who has fused perfectly with Neozu and devoured all of his power. These people are simply not enough to stop him!

And so it is. As the besieged side, the Lich King became more and more courageous, and the four heroes were unable to suppress him at all. When they are exhausted, it must be the time for the other side to counterattack.

However, the situation on the battlefield is gradually tilting in favor of the Alliance. The army that went to the Northern Front was close to half of the total number of the Northern Expeditionary Army. That's more than 60,000 people. At first, the cavalry and air force were fast and were the first to join the battlefield. So this also gives the Scourge the feeling of their superiority in strength. However, when more infantry joined. The battle is slowly starting to stalemate.

To make matters worse, the Lich King decided that the trolls would not help the Alliance, so he turned the vast majority of his forces around and fought the Northern Expedition. However, after these days of fighting, although the frost troll still does not appreciate it, he completely understands it in his heart. The Scourge is the Scourge of the moment. While they weren't prepared to help the Alliance, they weren't going to help the Scourge either.

Seeing that the Scourge could not be attacked for a long time, the Witchcraft Lord of the Daxsalon Fortress immediately ordered the trolls who still had the strength to open the city gates and fight the Scourge on both sides with the Northern Expeditionary Army. Don't miss the opportunity to beat up the water dogs?

In an instant, the Scourge was at a disadvantage. A large number of undead were killed, and the power of the Holy Light completely suppressed the shadow of death.

There is a green figure shuttling through the chaotic battlefield. He was a member of the Northern Expeditionary Army, but everyone except the Valoran coalition looked away from him. He didn't care. Cruising with hook locks and soul lamps. The undead of the Scourge rely on soul fire to support their actions and thoughts, and when they are killed, the soul fire will leave their bodies. Drifting into the sky, it eventually dissolves into the original negative energy and disappears without a trace.

"That's an unforgivable waste." How could Hammerstone bear to see these treasures being refined by the power of nature? So he did not hesitate to take on the "heavy responsibility" of picking up those soul fires on the battlefield. He looked at the few heroes in the center of the battlefield who were battling the Lich King, then turned back to continue his actions, "Looks like I don't need me over there. Very good. Ah, poor lonely ghost, whose soul shall I capture first? ”

The Lich King dodges Uther's warhammer. Frost Sorrow blocked Gianna's magic again, "Enough! He snorted. It's game over. He lifted Frost Sorrow alof, unleashing the thousands of souls withinside that had been killed and absorbed by the sword. These resentful spirits were killed by Frost Grief. The good side of the heart has long been swallowed up by hatred and resentment. At the moment of release, all they think about is devouring the souls that are alive!

The wretches screamed, and at the command of Frost's sorrow, they pounced on Uther and the others, as well as the living around them.

Arthas let out a rapid cry of pain, and he only felt a cold chill hitting his body, as if he was standing naked in the cold wind and drinking ice water. I don't feel the slightest warmth inside and outside my body. Then he felt a myriad of hideous ghosts screaming and pounced on him, tearing at his soul.

"Ahh

"Don't, ghost, ghost!"

Those who were attacked by the spirits all let out screams of terror.

"Holy Light!" Uther struggled to open the deed he had carried, and the handwriting inside lit up and gave him a glimmer of strength. He shouted with his hammer in his hand, and a holy light fell from the sky, shining on and around him, dispelling the cold from his body. The resentful spirits that pounced on him all dissipated like smoke under this pure and holy power.

He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Quick, gather around me!" ”

Uther, however, could not do anything else.

"Your light will not save you. Paladin. Step by step, the Lich King walked over, and he pointed around, "Look, they are all trembling and screaming under my power. You can only protect yourself. You can't protect anyone else. ”

Frostmourn pointed at Uther's throat, and the Lich King mocked, "You can't even protect yourself. My sword will pierce your throat and take your soul away, and then I will kill the others, Muradin, Arthas, Gianna, and everyone. How do you stop me, Lightbringer? ”

"Justice will be served, and you won't be complacent for long!" Uther's eyes were calm, his vicissitudes of life filled with holy light, firm and fearless, but there was not the slightest fear or panic that the Lich King wanted to see.

This reminded the Lich King of some unpleasant past, and he decided to kill the man he hated from the bottom of his bones right away.

As his sword stabbed Uther's throat, a chain with an iron hook suddenly wrapped around his waist, and the other end of the chain emitted a powerful force that dragged him back.

Hammerstone's peculiar madness voice rang out, "There are so many flavors of torture to be enjoyed here. He let out a nervous laugh, and the resentment unleashed by Frost Sorrow was sucked into the lantern in his hand by another irresistible attraction, "Ah, how wonderful! The sickly intoxicated voice was chilling.

"You!" The Lich King was furious, and it was an unforgivable sin for this man to sabotage his plans and steal the ghosts he had painstakingly collected for years in front of him!

The Lich King slashed at the chains that bound him, ready to rush forward and kill the creature at once. However, Hammerstone took the first step to retract the iron hook, and instead released a strange pentagonal cage in place, "Enjoy this qiē, I'll go collect some souls first." ”

Invincible slammed the Lich King headfirst into the Nether Prison, and suddenly a wave of negative energy bound them, almost struggling to move. He could only watch as Hammerstone strode towards Uther and the others, using the Soul Guiding Lamp to collect those powerful souls unscrupulously. And his actions also saved those who were haunted by resentment from the pain of having their souls bitten.

Uther closed the pact and vanished from the pillar of light that shone from the sky. He looked at the ally from Valoran in silence. He and the paladins of the Silver Hand had never been averse to such heroes, and he had never given each other a good look. But the situation in front of him made him begin to examine his heart - the Holy Light is above, should he abandon his prejudices and treat these evil heroes who fight for justice equally? (To be continued) R655