In the big battlefield, Kane deeply understands the sense of insignificance and powerlessness of the individual.

Of course, with his god's left hand, if he doesn't care about the cost, he can still pretend to be big and play a god descending from the earth, but just once, he will be beaten back to his original form.

It was too inefficient to use magical power like that, and he was more accustomed to using it as a lever to leverage greater power.

In the battle of Beiliu Fort, the victory or defeat has become clear.

It must be said that the Scourge Legion is also an iron army that cannot be dragged or defeated in a sense.

Not only because the army is filled with a large number of thoughtless puppets, the lost who have been deeply confused, but also because a considerable part of their members are faithful.

Pursue power and trust the Lich King to keep his promises. Even resurrection after death has become one of the rewards that can be obtained for hard service.

The combination of faith, confusion, and brainlessness has shaped the Cataclysmic Army, and it is indeed difficult for ordinary armies to compete with it.

And now, this iron army is broken and sunk in the sand, and corpses are everywhere. The cyan magic light that was common to the immortal series like ghostfire phosphorescent light had not completely dissipated from the silent corpses. Against the backdrop of snow, even in the thick of the night, you can still see clearly, and the clusters are like the cold moss unique to Northrend.

In addition to the corpses, there are also weapons.

Although most of the Scourge Army's combat power is rusted and mottled with inferior weapons, the temporary enchantment effect still makes these weapons sharp and deadly, and at the same time, they are also very eye-catching, especially when the undead holding such weapons are in groups, the light is shining, reflecting each other, which is very bluffing.

Now, like their masters, these weapons are scattered everywhere very undignified, and a considerable part of them have faded and become more and more dim, but from a distance, they still give people the temptation of countless treasures to be picked up.

The Scourge Force once again faltered and retreated at the sound of the gargoyle's soul horn.

Skeletons, gargoyles, abominations, crypt spiders, these are all heartless, they enter when they hear the drums, and they retreat when they listen to the trumpets, and they are implemented very thoroughly, without any superfluous attitude.

There are emotions such as cursed wizards, death knights, and the like.

They are basically officers of the Scourge Legion. Cursing, insulting, and complaining are all kinds of situations, not only because of poor temperament and character, but most importantly because of failure. A desperate failure.

Attacking and defending back and forth more than a dozen times, this is something that will not happen in ordinary wars, even if it is supported by faith, physical strength does not allow it.

After realizing that the volunteer army with the 'iron law barrier' was not at all able to break through by the fierce force of the rabble, they turned to the strategy of protracted warfare, hoping to have the last laugh.

They used similar methods to defeat Northrend's stubborn enemies, Eldronerub, Frostvein Dwarves, and Storm Giants, all of whom had been in this move.

This time, however, their enemies are better at fighting a protracted war than they are, and they can't do a hard attack or a fierce battle, so what do they have to rely on? Could it be that whose battlefield order is more ironclad than the other side, and whose battle formation is more skillful?

Some of them can't help but openly say that this battle can't be fought like this anymore.

"Great Lord, our troops are almost gone, let's save some seeds! we can sweep the Panorama of the Silver Pine Forest, or the Tirisfal Glade, our army is tireless, and can run better than horses!"

Terranus, known as the High Lord, was silent, his armor covering his face, revealing only a pair of eyes glowing with ice blue magic, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Tyranus is a death knight who has lost his way to the Light.

He interrupted the path of the Paladin not because he was not strong-willed, but because he was fired for murder.

He never thought he was at fault. After all, the family he killed was a miscellaneous family, and they not only harmed his relatives, but also used the inn to harm many travelers.

But the Holy Light disliked that his methods were too cruel.

Well, then find a faith that doesn't dislike his style.

So he became a mercenary, unlike those mercenaries who are bent on money, he is more picky about tasks, he is principled.

Six years after the Second Human-Beast War, he boarded a ship to Northrend, where he was introduced to a market for people who liked to use violence to solve problems, and where there was not so much red tape.

Later, he was confronted by a Scout of the Scourge.

Even Tyranus himself couldn't remember how he joined the Scourge Legion. It's not that he forgot, but the process seems so logical that he can't confirm who the weaker side is, as if it was a hit and off?

Anyway, the Lich King did not treat him badly, and told him very frankly what role he would play in his future plans.

"Tyranus, the Holy Light exalted by the foolish mortals, has a lower side to it, it is more subtle and feminine in its means of instilling the idea of right and wrong in the faithful, but we are less pretentious and deceitful. Your future mission is to save your colleagues, starting with those who, like you, have tasted strange things in the faith of the Light, and then those who have been blinded by the Light, and those who close their eyes and refuse to see the truth, I have to say that there is no shortage of such fools everywhere, and when you encounter that kind of rigidity, you can deal with it in the way you think is right......"

After he had completed his Death Knight training and trials with honors, the Lich King spoke to him.

He felt that there was nothing wrong with it, and the Lich King was very forgiving and didn't force him to do anything.

That alone is much better than the Light.

That's not right, that's tasteless.

Now that I think about it, how dizzy he was at the beginning, he was turned around by the command of that kind of broken mouth-like thing, but the power he gained was insignificant, and there were all kinds of taboos that could not be used, and he was really aggrieved to death.

Later, during the Scourge Legion's battle with the Sons of Hodir of Stormcrags, he became Lord of Death by slaying the giant Gavorst.

Just as the lone wolf is always more ferocious, the giant Gavert is also extremely powerful, causing huge losses to the Scourge army that invaded his territory.

But in the end, he died at his hands, and it was the most proud battle of his life.

At one point, he was appointed as the garrison officer of the Saron Pit.

Saron Evil Iron is an important strategic material, but it is a substance infected by the power of the Elder Gods, whether it is mined or used, it is necessary to be extremely careful, not only to beware of the power of the Evil Iron eroding the mind, but also to beware of the minions of the Elder Gods looking for trouble. After all, this kind of magic dyeing material, which is only found in parts of Northrend, is a sacred relic in the eyes of worshippers of the ancient gods.

Speaking of the believers of the tentacle monsters, he can't help but give them a look of contempt.

Sneaky, sneaky, relying on some unpopular means to preach and maintain, and play some conspiracy to assassinate when the sky is up.

This kind of goods will never be big, and there is no chance to become a real king.

Just rushing this way, he looked down on the ancient god and his minions, and he really stayed in the gutter for too long, and his head was burned out.

At one point, he thought it would be fun to be a garrison officer in the Salonian Pits.

As a result, the minions of the Elder God, after several failed attacks, refused to come and die.

It's really a disappointment.

Seeing an opportunity, he took the initiative to apply for a more challenging job with the Lich King, which was to return to his hometown to develop, and when the time was ripe, he would welcome the king and conquer the Eastern Continent and even all of Azeroth.

He returned to his hometown with great strength and ambition, and the comfort and slow pace of his hometown, as well as the rotten people and bad things that seemed to be eternal and unchanging, ruined his fun, and the only people and things that were interesting.

It was Tulle Crowpaw, and his disqualification as a resident mage by Dalaran.

After his little fellow complained to him, he also approved of his idea.

"Oh, only anyone is allowed to craft and use the Luna Scythe, but not to study it after causing a vicious event. What is the reasoning for this? If we don't study it, how can we understand its function and principle? How can we deal with it? Do we rely on patting our heads on the head to make a decision? Those guys are afraid to do things and take responsibility for accidents, but they don't know that this kind of attitude of putting problems aside and not solving them is more likely to cause big trouble, and I don't even bother to say anything about the cold and thin style of subordinates who do things for them and don't take other people's lives seriously. ”

Tyranus didn't just show solidarity with the little fellow, he came back with strength, and he supported Tulle Ravental to continue his research.

"Believe me, with my support, you will be much more successful than you were in Dalaran, this is your own business, no one will influence you. ”......

When Tyranus's men complained to him that their soldiers were running out, Tyranus naturally thought of Tulle Crowpaw.

Because of this military operation, Thule's side is the focus.

But until now, he has not received any news from Thule, and to be honest, he is quite anxious.

Kane, meanwhile, wasn't very happy.

There are two reasons for this.

First, the raid puppets sent to Fenris Island failed to achieve their intended goals.

The opponent he met this time was a meticulous man, and Fenris Island had obviously been carefully cleaned up before he launched his military operation. No high-value information was left.

Ghouls, Crypt Spiders, Abominations, Skeletons......

These things were so common, and he couldn't deduce anything he wanted to know.

From the barracks with the characteristics of human beings in this era as a breakthrough, the puppets were raided to the square outside, and then into the underground area, and even the underwater dock was found. But I only saw some facilities and a large number of miscellaneous soldiers, and I didn't even see a decent commander.

What about the manufacturing room, what about the arsenal?

Abomination is a stitched behemoth, weighing in tons, and needs equipment such as a chain crane to assist in manufacturing. And those rough armors, no matter how rough they are, are made, and they are not one or two, which is not something that a small blacksmith can do.

None of this is found, what does it mean?

Indicates that Fenris Island is most likely not its true lair.

Then the new question arises, where is the real lair, how did they unknowingly transport so many troops? Just rely on that underwater dock? Don't talk about it, it's just a smuggling of sought-after or sensitive items.

Besides, this is Lake Lordamere, not a network of water, a large canal leading to the royal city, which is heavily checked, including magic surveillance.

Another thing that made Kane unhappy was the military supplies of the Beiliu Fort Volunteer Army, specifically the lack of ammunition.

For the farming faction, this kind of thing is the most embarrassing.

Didn't you build high walls, accumulate grain, and slow down your reign? Why did you start to become poor as soon as the war began?

There are thousands of specific reasons, but in the final analysis, the foundation is still insufficient, and the military action is somewhat hasty.

Only then did I jump a little, and I couldn't hold it anymore. If you go north into Tirisfa, and start a war on the Whispering Coast or the barren sea north of Lake Clearwater, will you have to rely on your allies to provide sustenance?

And the biggest problem is that from the perspective of weapons and tools, the volunteer army is much more advanced than the ordinary human army used in this era. Even if allies don't drop their chains, they won't be able to replenish qualified provisions. It's like a fleet that needs gasoline and the other party can only replenish vegetable oil, which is not compatible at all.

Kane's fingers tapped a few times on the table, and he ordered: "The puppet corps take cover and withdraw from the battlefield in an orderly manner." ”

And with this order, the commanders of the Scourge Legion were shocked to find that they were invincible. Suddenly, there were many people looking up to the high mountain of Tyranus, and it turned out that the great lord had calculated that the other party was also the end of the crossbow. Powerful, powerful! Not to mention that others are big lords, and they can only be under their command! A problem of vision and ability......