…… Chapter 213: Prologue to the Decisive Battle

The earth-shattering artillery fire in the direction of the dock naturally could not hide the perception of Alsace.

In fact, when the first shell was fired, Arthas, who was commanding the army of the dead to launch a tidal wave of death on the heights of the Well of the Sun, noticed something strange in the rear of the army.

At first, Arthas simply thought that it was the previous High Elf fleet, and once again came to provoke without knowing whether to live or die. In response, he simply sent a gargoyle to find out the information and put the matter aside. After all, in his opinion, a bunch of High Elf waste wandering on the surface of the sea was not a cause for concern at all.

If you can defeat it on the sea, can that navy of thousands of people dare to set foot on land to compete with the army of the undead? If they were really that stupid, Arthas wouldn't mind converting them all into undead for his own chase.

Although the gunfire of the battleship was fierce, the range was not very far, even if the High Elf fleet occupied the dock, the cannonballs on the battleship could not hit the heads of the large troops under his command who had advanced to the defense line of the Sunwell, and the sky would be to lose the strength of some of the rearguard troops.

But the loss of less than 10,000 people at most, Arthas, who controls the Scourge Legion, didn't see it at all.

In addition, the gargoyles had already been sent by him to attack the defense line in front of him, and most of the plague catapults were left under Silvermoon City to contain the forces of the coalition forces, and for a while, Arthas did not have any troops on hand that could effectively attack the warships, so Arthas simply let those ants in his eyes make trouble.

After all, taking down the Well of the Sun, resurrecting the Lich of Kel'thugad, and fulfilling the Lich King's orders are the most important things at the moment.

But when the gargoyle who acted as a scout reported to him the information he had detected, Arthas's face was suddenly covered with frost, and it was gloomy as if it could drip water!

There was a cavalry force of tens of thousands of people who rushed to the beach and landed on the beach and appeared behind him?

And this cavalry unit looks like the enemy's reinforcements from Silvermoon City, because the gargoyle told him that nearly half of the knights in his cavalry unit were minotaurs!

This news made Arthas extremely annoyed, but also a little uneasy.

Of course, the proud Arthas would not admit to the battle of Silvermoon City, and the brave and skilled Minotaur troops left a deep impression on him, and even made him feel deeply jealous.

Arthas was paranoid that if it weren't for the Lich King's repeated urgings, he would never have made a detour out of the battlefield of Silvermoon City and instead attacked the Well of the Sun. Instead, it will completely break down the seemingly impregnable fortress, slaughter all the resistance, and turn the minotaurs into their own minions...

"Incompetent Farek!"

Thinking that his arrangement before leaving to contain the forces of the Silvermoon City coalition did not seem to work, Arthas couldn't help but curse in an annoyed whisper to the captain of the escort who failed to complete his orders. It's a pity that he didn't know that the subordinate who had been by his side since he was a child, and who did not leave him even after his fall, had lost his soul and could no longer be reprimanded and punished by him......

But anger won't solve the problem. When he learned that Kael'thas had the goof-headed goose in the reinforcements, Arthas had a big headache. Although he looked down on the pretentious elf Kaizi, Arthas also had to admit that no one in the current Scourge army could defeat the rival he hated. Such a strong enemy cannot be ignored......

But the hero-level elf old guy behind the defense line is not easy to deal with, and he can't leave the Chinese army to slaughter the stupid goose. In desperation, Arthas muttered for a moment before turning to the Crypt Lord and the Death Knights beside him and ordered:

"Anubrak, take a few Death Knights of the Ninth Order to the end of the army. Enemy reinforcements are coming, and it's your job to hold them back, and no one will interfere with my plans until the army breaks through the defenses of the Well of the Sun! ”

"Well, the other side is cavalry... Bring all the abominations who didn't go into battle! Go ahead and don't let the Lich King down! ”

Anubarak, who had already lost his edge, nodded respectfully and saluted, and without saying much, he led several death knights to run towards the rear of the Scourge army. Along the way, a large number of Abominations and Crypt Demons who have not yet entered the battle are constantly joined, following behind the Crypt Lord.

Watching the crypt lord take his orders, Arthas's hoarse and gloomy voice paused, and then snapped his fingers fiercely, and turned his head to look at the bitter "Queen Xià" cold and cruel threat:

"And you banshee! Don't try to disobey my will, my patience is limited! If you slip in the middle of the fight again, I'll show you what real hell is! ”

What returned to him was the intense hatred and anger in the dark black eyes of Her Majesty.

At this time, Her Majesty the Queen is no longer the same as the empty soul body before.

His dark skin, pretty and sassy countenance, his bumpy figure, his beautifully crafted but torn tight-fitting leather armor, the Windranger Warbow that had lost its light, and a terrifying sword wound remained between his chest and abdomen...... This is Her Majesty's own body. Because the pure soul body was too damaging when it was hit by energy, Arthas re-gave the body of Sylvanas to Her Majesty the Queen in the name of "reward", so that this heroic subordinate could better serve him.

The current Sylvanas Windranger is no longer a banshee...... It's a dark ranger with banshee abilities!

Looking at the Queen's stubborn and unyielding beauty, Arthas did not have the slightest idea of pity and pity, and once again increased his control, which made Sylvanas's soul even more painful, and knew that he couldn't help but let out a terrible wail, so he continued in an unquestionable tone:

"Now, keep up with Anubaraq and contribute your strength to me!" Speaking of this, Arthas seemed to think of something, and a cruel and sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said faintly: "Your little lover is also in the support army, bring his body to me!" As a merciful and generous king, I will have a grand death wedding for you. ”

"Remember, don't try to defy my will!"

Ignoring the Queen's resentful and hateful gaze, Arthas pulled out the Frost Sorrow with his legs between his legs and the horse's belly, and galloped towards the defense line of the Well of the Sun.

Time is running out, enemy reinforcements have appeared, and if it drags on any longer, the situation is likely to change, and now it's time to take matters into your own hands.

Break through the defenses, resurrect Kel'thugad with the power of the Well of the Sun, and complete the Lich King's orders!

Then slaughter all these irritating elves and minotaurs!

With a strong pull on the reins, the invincible soared into the air and jumped past the soldiers of the two armies who were fighting fiercely in front of him, and entered the defense line of the High Elves. Frostmourn happily feeds on the soul, it rises and falls, slicing through plate armor as easily as slicing through flesh, harvesting several lives with each slash, and killing the High Elf warriors who come forward with each slash......

One man, one horse, one sword, no one can stop it!

"Enjoy the feast of death!"

"The Scourge Legion is invincible!"

Arthas's rampant laughter and shouts spread throughout the battlefield......

*JM