"Arthas, haven't you already received the Frost Grief? Why don't you use it to attack me? Don't you even have the guts to fight me? ”

After relying on guerrilla warfare to make the strength of the two sides 1:1, Melganis finally couldn't bear it anymore and launched a heads-up request to Xu Mochao.

"Are you sure?"

Xu Mochao stopped and looked at Melganis with a curious gaze, he still wanted to play a little longer.

At this time, Xu Mochao was not in a hurry, and the Terran army that followed him was not in a hurry at all.

Because......

It's really fun to walk the dog!

"Arthas, I originally thought that you had to sacrifice your comrades to pick up this sword, but I didn't expect you to get it without paying any price!"

Melganis saw that Xu Mochao was finally willing to stop and talk to him, and Melganis, who was originally furious, also calmed down, he looked at Xu Mochao with a puzzled face.

Xu Mochao abruptly led the Terran troops and the army of the undead to confront each other.

Today's human race can be said to be like a tiger, and under the leadership of Xu Mochao, even in the face of the lifeless undead army, there is still no timidity. Instead, they looked at the army of the undead with contempt.

Nearly five times as many troops have been doubled, and they are indeed qualified to do so.

Of course, all this was done under the leadership of that person.

On the contrary, the pair of eyes that looked at Xu Mochao's back were full of fanaticism.

At this moment, even if the young man in front of them let them die, they will not hesitate.

When Xu Mochao heard Melganis's words, he said angrily, "Fart, Lao Tzu obviously paid a big price, okay?" ”

He pointed to Melganis' nose and scolded unceremoniously, "This broken sword caused me to sleep for hours before I woke up!" ”

Melganis looked at Xu Mochao in surprise: "Just a sleep, do you actually think it's a big price?" ”

He could barely believe what he was hearing, and even his words stammered, "And...... You actually call this sword a broken sword? ”

"Isn't it?"

Xu Mochao picked up the Frost Sorrow and pointed at Melganis with a look of disgust, "This broken sword is arguing endlessly in my head like a fly, it's just annoying!" ”

He wasn't pretending, and he was really disgusted with Frost's sorrow.

Equipment with toxic side effects is not a good thing in the first place.,People's equipment is all wishing that the more attributes, the better.,You actually give it a debuff?

Besides, Frost's Sorrow was coaxing, and wasn't it cut off by other weapons in the end?

I vaguely remember what it was called, the Slag Messenger or the Ash Messenger.

It was at this time that its negative impact on himself had been eliminated, otherwise Xu Mochao would not have bothered to use it.

"Anyway, Arthas, you've got this sword, which shows that you're stronger than I thought!"

"Phew, you can't imagine how powerful I am!"

“……”

Melganis found himself increasingly unable to see through the prince of Lordaeron, didn't the Lord of Darkness say that if he found Frostmourn, the prince would become his own?

It is precisely for this reason that he directly told Xu Mochao in Stratholm to let him come to Northrend.

But looking at the current situation, it seems that something is wrong!

Where does he have a little bit of "his own person"?

"You heard the Lord of Darkness? He's communicating with you through this sword, what did he say to you? ”

He said......"

Xu Mochao slowly lifted the frost sorrow in his hand and pointed at Melganis.

"Let me chop you up! Muradin, coil him! ”

Muradin, who had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, rushed towards Melganis like a wild horse on the loose, and raised his hand to be a storm hammer.

The hammer of magic containing powerful energy roared towards Melganis, and he didn't even have time to react, and fell directly into a coma.

If it was in normal times, Xu Mochao would have commanded the infantry to rush up and surround him at this time.

However, since it has been said that it is going to be heads-up, Xu Mochao will not be so tasteless, so he will let Mu Latin play freely.

But Muradin saw that in his left hand he had a brass hammer in his left hand and a plate axe in his right hand, although he was a whole head lower than Melganis, he was short and steady, solid and capable.

When Melganis fell into a state of vertigo, he saw a slow motion with his left hand and right hand, and a slow motion replay with his right hand and left hand.

Finally, when Melganis came to his senses, Muradin had to slam the ground from time to time, making him sluggish, and he was hit with several axes if he was not careful.

It can be said that at the beginning of the battle, Melganis fell into a comprehensive disadvantage, and was beaten by Muradin only with the ability to parry, and had no power to fight back.

However, Melganis is not a vegetarian either, as a member of the Dreadlord of the Burning Legion, his strength should not be underestimated, and when he recovered, he threw a sleeping magic towards Muradin.

"Damn frustration, how dare you do this to me?"

Melganis was furious, he was also the dreadlord of the Burning Legion, the main force of the Burning Legion, and now he was beaten by a short man who was no more than his waist and couldn't fight back.

Shame!

Outrageous!

I'm mad too!

Anger, Melganis made an irreparable decision.

After successfully sleeping out Muradin, he directly commanded the ghoul troops to surround the outer three layers of Muradin.

"Tear him apart for me!"

Melganis doesn't believe it, a good tiger can't stand a pack of wolves, no matter how powerful you Muladin is, can you still run after being surrounded by people?

Besides, these ghouls have their own vampire aura to back it up.

Faced with the siege of the ghouls, Muradin did not have the slightest fear, and after breaking free from the slumber magic, he first slammed a thunderbolt to the ground, and then brandished his weapon to fight the group of ghouls who had been slowed down by him.

His strong will to fight and superb fighting skills made Muradin not inferior in group battles.

Despite his size as a ghoul, he is the brightest cub in the pack.

"I see how long you can be refreshed!"

Seeing this, Melganis first threw a slumber spell, and then directed the ghouls in the air to attack Muradin.

It was at this time that Muradin also went berserk.

But seeing that Muladin, who was originally short in stature, suddenly roared, and his whole body began to climb like mushrooms after the rain, it was the ultimate skill of the King of the Hill - the gods descended to earth!

Muradin focused all his attention on the newfound treasure energy of their dwarven race, making himself tall and strong, even resembling a stone statue.

In this form, Muradin's abilities were greatly enhanced.

Of course, the most important thing is that he is magically immune in this state!

Melganis' lethargic spell is dead!

"It's like a demon lord in the sky, it's really a Tai Sui god in the world!"

Xu Mochao couldn't help but admire, and at the same time raised the war hammer in his hand: "It seems that Muradin's game is very happy, and it's our turn - everyone follow me, for the sake of humanity, for Lordaeron!" ”

"For Lordaeron! For His Royal Highness! ”

The Terran army pressed up in unison at this moment.

In the face of an enemy army several times larger than itself, the Terran army still dares to fight, not to mention that the strength of the two sides is now similarly different?

Not to mention the fact that there is also the heroic prince Arthas himself, and at this moment, Arthas has reached the status of Lothar, the greatest knight of all time, in the hearts of all the Terran troops.

The armies of the two sides collided violently in an instant, and the battle, which came to be known as the Northrend counterattack, finally broke out in full force at the last moment.

Infantry vs. Ghouls, Knights vs. Abominations, Helicopters vs. Gargoyles, Griffin Knights vs. Frost Dragons, Priest Witches vs. Necromancers, not to mention Dwarven Musketeers and Mortars in the back row against Crypt Demons and Meat Grinders.

This time, Xu Mochao did not do as before, but let go and let the troops fight independently.

Even so, the art of human command is far from being comparable to that of the undead, and they have the upper hand with the same forces.

As soon as Melganis saw that the situation was not good, he planned to summon a colony of corrosive bees.

This move is extremely powerful against ordinary soldiers, which is also a characteristic of the undead, and the sword is biased, focusing on relying on heroes.

However, how could Xu Mochao watch him do this?

It was already a violation of the rules of the game to send troops to deal with Muradin when he was alone, but Xu Mochao saw that Muradin was a little ruthless during this time, and he knew that it would definitely be fine to have himself by his side to take care of him, so he let him play for a while.

But now seeing that this shameless guy actually put AOE of course, Xu Mochao took action.

"Don't you want to see the power of this broken sword, as you wish!"

When he saw Xu Mochao rushing towards him with the sorrow of frost in his hand, Melganis finally panicked.

Because he has seen the future.

"No...... Lord of Darkness...... Did he want to ......?"

Before he could finish his sentence, he heard a "poof", and the frost sorrow pierced through Melganis's chest without any hindrance.

Xu Mochao stepped on his chest and pulled out his sword, and Melganis was instantly reduced to ashes and scattered in the air.

"Cut, garbage!"

Originally, this scene was supposed to take place in the royal palace of Lordaeron, and the other object should also be the old king Terenus.

But now that Xu Mochao is here, everything has become different.

"Long live His Royal Highness the Prince!"

Seeing this scene, the morale of the Terran army was high, and they let out an earth-shattering cheer, and began to clean up the battlefield with a devastating momentum, for them, the outcome of this battle was no longer in suspense.

At this time, Muradin threw out a storm hammer and smashed over the abomination, and walked to Xu Mochao's side.

This battle gave him another taste of heartiness.

"Kid, it's all over."

"Nope."

Xu Mochao shook his head, looked at the puzzled Muradin, and showed a meaningful smile:

"The show has just begun."