"Whew!!"

A dull horn resounded through the Howling Fjord, the signal for the Scourge to fight.

Located at the westernmost point of the border between Zudak and Grizzly Hills, Daxalon Fort is an ancient castle made of black stone blocks and a glorious ancient castle that is the outpost of the Dhakale trolls.

More than a third of the Dakale trolls are stationed in this fortress, and it can be said that taking this magnificent castle is equivalent to destroying the forward defenses of the ice trolls, and completely destroying their living force.

When Xue Huan rode his war horse and stood at the gate of Daxalon Fortress with an indifferent expression, it was already three days later.

The black tide of undead soldiers lined up neatly behind him, waiting for the battle, black and pressing, up to the sky.

Unlike the rabble he commanded during the attack on Utgard Castle three months ago, this time, in order to attack the fortress of Daxalon, Xue Huan used almost the entire strength of the Howling Fjord.

More than a thousand undead Viku were mobilized from three Scourge fortresses to the front by him.

These Death Knights, who were transformed from the Viku people, stood in the wind and snow with cold eyes, they were not afraid of the cold, let alone death, and only knew how to loyally defend Xue Huan's orders.

As a person who has traveled back in time in a previous life, he knows the importance of equipment for an army.

In order to strengthen the combat effectiveness of this undead army, Xue Huan even sent a large number of soldiers to mine the Saron Evil Iron at any cost, and equipped each brave death knight with sophisticated weapons and armor.

Huge in disgust, Ramsden dragged the bloody meat hook and shook his head beside Xue Huan, like a demonic guard loyal to his master.

Xue Huan turned his head sideways and looked at Ramsden with a little curiosity—he wanted to see how powerful this fat and bloated undead creature was, as Kel'thugad's proudest creature.

After all, at the beginning, this guy Kelselgaard swore in front of him.

In this assault on the troll fortress, he intends to order Dakuru to lead a group of Death Knights as the vanguard, while Ramsden will fight alone to tear through the enemy's defenses.

The three Scourge Lords, Yanar, Beloc, and Jofus, will lead the rest of the Death Knights and form a second charging force with themselves.

He didn't want to spend too much time and troops on this fortress, after all, after this fortress, more powerful opponents were waiting for him.

The evil god king Imironon was left behind by him at Utgard Castle to deter the nearby Xiaoxiao.

And Kel'thugad...

For his most loyal servant, he had a more long-term plan.

Before leaving the Frozen Throne, Xue Huan asked Nao Zu to use a corpse that had just frozen to death in the ice field to create a temporary body for Kel'thugad, which would help the wizard to leave his soul state and walk freely on the human continent.

Subsequently, he was sent by Xue Huan to Lordaeron...

No one is better suited to accomplish this mysterious task than the cunning, cunning, and experienced Kel'thugad.

Using the time he has been fighting Zudak, the Necromancer will lie dormant in the world of the living, using all means to establish a religious organization that believes in the Lich King through fraud, death, and intimidation.

This organization, which was established by exploiting the darkness in people's hearts, will set off a wave of death worship in the world of the living and pave the way for Xue Huan's arrival!!

In the Scourge, no one knew better than Xue Huan, who had been a living being, the prosperity and power of those human kingdoms.

The magical capital of Dalaran, the sea kingdom of Curatis, is highly armed and has a large army and strong lords.

Farrar, Rupat and others are knights who are famous in the continent, and the combat effectiveness of the Silver Hand Knights is no less than that of the Scourge, not to mention the paladins such as Uther and Tirio, the way of light they are good at is simply the natural nemesis of dark creatures.

Not counting the elves, dwarves and other unplanned creatures, their wisdom and the prosperous capital they have built are not inferior to humans.

Even hundreds of thousands of orcs were buried in that land, not to mention their own Scourge troops.

You know, with the dark creatures that the Lich King has stored in Naxxramas, there are only less than 30,000 Scourge warriors under his command.

Attacking is a good idea, and for this, he must prepare in advance.

At present, the advantage he has is only hidden in the shadows, which is a small advantage, and it depends on how he can use it.

As the saying goes, the invisible enemy is the strongest.

If used correctly, he would have destroyed all of Lordaeron in an instant with no effort, laying the groundwork for the future overthrow of Azeroth.

And the organization that Kel'thugad has founded, which believes in the dead, will be the best aid to this great plan.

An evil plan is brewing in his mind and gradually taking shape...

The cold wind in Northrend was still cold and biting, and the snow fell on Xue Huan's shoulders, but he couldn't feel the slightest cold.

Just as he kept his head down, his eyes dark and deep, and he was absorbed in his thoughts, an untimely voice sounded behind him.

"Master!!"

Hearing this, Xue Huan raised his eyes slightly, pulled the reins tightly, and turned the horse's head around.

A figure suddenly squeezed out of the neat black army, and he remembered that this was the Scout of the Scourge he had sent to the vicinity to reconnoitre, after all, he didn't want to be stabbed in the back at such a critical moment as attacking the Troll Fortress.

"What's the matter?"

He frowned and asked coldly.

"Tell the master. ”

The Scout's pace seemed a little hurried, but his tone was not flustered, as a Viku warrior in his lifetime, he clearly had enough combat qualities.

"On the orders of our master, we conducted reconnaissance around the fortress of Daxaron and found no enemies strong enough to threaten our master, but..."

"Go on. ”

"Yes!"

The Scout of the Natural Disaster frowned slightly, and reported the news he had discovered, and Xue Huan's brows furrowed even more when he heard it.

The information is precise and direct...

The Scout of the two athletic human warriors, one of whom wields frost magic and the other who is secretive, says that the warriors have nothing to do with them, so they have to use delaying tactics to get him to report the situation.

After listening to the report of his subordinates, Xue Huan uncharacteristically did not speak, but silently closed his eyes.

He pulled out the Frost Sorrow from behind him, held it in his hand, and flicked the blade of his left index finger with a crisp sound.

The crisp sound of the magic sword beat in his heart like a musical note, and in Xue Huan's opinion, this intoxicating sound was even more beautiful than the sound of heaven.

Seeing that his master did not express his position, the scout did not dare to squeak, but chose to stand quietly in the wind and snow, waiting for orders.

For a moment, it was as if the whole world had frozen, and everything was silent.

Xue Huan didn't speak, and as an undead warrior under him, no one dared to disturb his thinking, thousands of natural disaster soldiers stood quietly in the wind and snow, like a black dead sea.

Time passed quietly, but fortunately, the undead warriors were born with no "embarrassment" emotion, and would only carry out their master's will as if they were dead.

This went on for about a minute...

Then, Xue Huan opened his eyes fiercely, his indifferent eyes were full of determination and murderous intent, and Frost Grief also seemed to sense the anger of his master, exuding a dark aura in his hands.

"Lead the way!!"

The tone was calm.

There was still some time left before the planned attack, and he wanted to see who dared to stop his Scourge army.

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