Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Wow"

The heavy weapons collided fiercely under the immense force exerted by the two sides, and the sharp blades were interleaved, and the sparks of crazy beating jumped in the air.

The Magic Blade Apocalypse met the old opponent, its buzzing was stronger and noisier than before, the green plague wrapped around the blade was floating in the air, trying to penetrate into Lothar’s body, but the War Destroyer was also protecting To his master, the bronze key-like blade was entangled with a tumbling flame, wrapped Lothar's body in the flame, and burned away the plague.

The two sides of the battle are the two most powerful people in the eastern continent of Azeroth. In their war circle, everything they try to approach will be ruthlessly crushed by the energy of the back and forth, but the Thoradin Bridge is very wide. Around the chiefs, the tough paladins and the silent death knights repeatedly competed for every inch of the land, and on the outer periphery, the tide of the undead that was rolling earlier was pierced by the spears of the infantry who were going to succeed. The shield pushed down the bridge deck.

Everyone, like a beast trapped in a cage, roared and fought endlessly until the other party fell down completely.

The strength of the human soldiers in the courage to defend the home and protect the country is amazing. This is the first time that the offensive of the undead is truly blocked by the front. Of course, this is also inseparable from the environment of the battlefield. The width of the battlefield It can only accommodate 100 people to pass at the same time. In this case, the undead has no way to transform its quantitative advantage into a fruit of victory.

The fierce human emperor Losa chose a perfect battlefield...

"boom"

The two weapons collided again. This time, the blades were not drawn apart. The two sides were like the most primitive wrestling. Using weapons to try to push back each other, Tyrion and Losa knew very well. In the competition, the two of them are like the flag-bearers of the two camps. The retreat of any one will cause disastrous consequences.

But in pure power confrontation, Lothar fell.

After all, he has not been strengthened by dragon blood. Although the war-killers have awakened the power of the ancestors in the blood of Lothar, even the former barbarian king has never pressed a giant dragon in strength.

"boom"

The ground beneath Lothar's feet suddenly cracked under the tremendous oppression. Between the rubbles, his other foot receded again, hitting the ground and making a bell-like sound.

But he still gritted his teeth, like an angry lion, he did not want to retreat. Tyrion looked directly at the old face in front of him, and looked at the flame-burning eyes. His cloak fluttered behind him, and he said softly:

"You are old, Lothar!"

"You are very young."

At this moment, the human emperor withdrew his sword violently. Under the influence of power, Tyrion's body staggered forward, and then was kicked by Lothar on the chest. The whole person flew out, but he was in the air After a turn, he stood steadily on the solid ground.

The dark green magic sword was dragged behind him, Tyrion reached out and touched the dent on the breastplate, his eyebrows were raised, and he looked at Lothar, who was waiting for him. The King of Dark Blade shook his head and turned into another one. Shadow, plunged into the battlefield.

"Booming"

Two swords with two hands are madly chopping in the air. In this kind of single-headed battle, and both sides have great power, all swordsmanship becomes a joke. The shortest and sharpest slash is the key to the victory.

"Tear it"

The Scarlet Cloak of the King of Dark Blades was cut by the sharp blade of the Warrior, and the armor of Lothar’s chest was also pulled by a cold sword blade into a fierce rift. The two sides were like knights crossing each other. Reversing the direction in front of each other's camp, after two loud explosions, they collided again.

Between the two sides fighting with long swords and fists, Tyrion suddenly said:

"You are not curious, why do I know that the battle of the bridge is good for you, but still choose to fight against you here?"

Hearing this, Lothar’s sharp offensive paused abruptly. This opportunity was caught by Tyrion. The dark red energy of death rushed from the ground, trying to trap Lothar in it, but the intuition of a legendary warrior , Let Lothar leap a step later, avoiding this despicable sneak attack.

"why?"

Lothar held the War Destroyer with both hands. In the phantom of the burning flames, he stared at Tyrion. The King of Dark Blades seemed to have lost his interest in fighting. He could not take the legendary weapon in a short time, and Losa, who was awakened by the power of the barbarian king, then he focused his attention on this ongoing scorching war.

"The advantage you choose will be the entrance to **** that will bury you!"

Tyrion flipped his wrist, and the blade of the magic sword pointed to the ground under his feet. A special smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and said softly:

"I hope the stone of Thoradin Bridge is as firm as you."

As the words fell, the sharp blade in the hands of the King of Dark Blades pierced the stone bridge under his feet, and Lothar’s eyes fell on the stones under his feet. This sturdy bridge collided with the power of the two top strongmen In between, the first stone wall has been peeled off, and the lower stone blocks are also covered with spider web-like cracks, which makes the human emperor rush back to the gods, he knows that he has calculated.

"Go back! Go back!"

Lothar roared at the brave and brave soldiers behind him, and across from him, the powerful death energy in Tyrion’s body followed the conduction of the magic sword apocalypse that pierced inside the bridge, and destroyed the inside of the bridge in a way of destruction. All the nodes connected by the stones run through.

"bass"

The long sword crossed the surface of the bridge. The King of Dark Blades looked at the silver hand Paladins who were hurriedly retreating. His cold voice echoed through the sky at this moment:

"Late! Undead will not fall to death, but you, it may not be necessary!"

"Wow"

The steel boots carved with black thorns and white bones stomped on their feet. At the next moment, the bridge with a complete surface was like a broken support. The crushed stones expanded rapidly from the center to the outside. These 750 yards The long bridge became the memory of the past in just 10 seconds, and the paladins and warriors who fell with the stone can only wave their hands helplessly in the air.

Falling with them are expressionless death knights and undead skeletons...why should they be afraid? They will not die.

Lothar also fell from the collapse of the bridge. He raised his head and looked at the sky. On the pier, Tyrion, who fixed his body with the energy of death, waved at him like a goodbye to a friend.

But at this moment, in Lothar's mind, a huge question was also raised.

Tyrion actively destroys the only connection between the wetland and Arathi Highlands, so how does his army reach the position of humanity?

The next moment, this question was answered.

"Wow wow wow"

The sudden cold in the wetland sky caused the human soldiers across the strait to shivering, and between the floating storms, a huge amount of dark magic was called by the dark warlock group in the cold storm It began to condense, and a thick ice that penetrated between the straits was like "growth". In the proliferation of black ice crystals, it appeared in a vacuum, from the end occupied by the undead, toward the direction of the Arathi Highlands. Quick extension.

At the same time, the bones blocking the edge of the strait slowly receded, revealing the death knights who had been waiting for a long time behind them. The backbone of these dark-legged legions, under the leadership of their respective lords, had already been ready to charge Preparation, and at the moment when the magic of the dark warlocks turned on, the death knights rushed to the huge ice bridge that continued to stretch.

From a distance, even like the black knights leading the ice bridge, they don’t seem to be afraid of stepping into the air and falling into the cliff below. They seem to trust their comrades in the extreme, while the human soldiers In the unbelievable eyes, the death knights surging like a black tide made them feel trembling.

The most terrible thing is that they can't fight back... The roaring storm makes most bows and arrows unusable, and the range of the muskets is not so far. They can only watch those undead on the huge bridge made of ice, completely It broke through the limitation of the battlefield width and rolled forward with the entire Dark Edge Legion released.

Such crazy tactics can only be used by undead undead?

"Soldier! Array! Defensive formation!"

"Masters, ruin it!"

The roar of the great knight Uther sounded in the human lineup. In fact, no paladin was needed to remind. At the moment of the appearance of large ice cubes, the magisters of Dalaran had begun a magical counterattack, but the dark warlocks There are more of them, and there are also some weird fallen ravens. This is Tyrion who has saved the Dark Warlock regiment in one hand. The number of casters is far more than that of Dalaran and Quel'Thalas.

Despite the quality... so-so.

"Wow"

In the singing of the mages, excellent rain of flame and terrifying meteor meteorite fell from the sky, to destroy the extended ice bridge completely, but before those aggressive spells hit the ice bridge, they were covered with a thick layer of light The curtain was blocked, and it was only then that the big lich and his lich group hidden among the undead really showed themselves.

Khadgar’s white hair fluttering around in the cold wind, and he stood on the side of the strait with the stick of the black guardian. Behind him, the lich Drandon was maintaining the magic enchantment above the ice bridge, Khadgar Looking calmly at the wizards who were protected by the soldiers across the strait, he looked at the familiar violet robe on them, and he felt the fear inside the wizards.

"My former companions..."

Khadgar raised his staff, and the power of the shadow in the orc skull held in the other hand began to be drawn. At the moment when the mania of the shadow became more and more mad, the big lich whispered:

"Let me give you a lesson...forever, don't expose your magic line in front of the lich, because I... can see it!"

The voice fell, accompanied by the waving of the Guardian's Staff, a dark sickle-like light curtain slanting upwards, passing the empty sky, the blow seemed to be empty, however, the big lich cut off accurately The moment all the mages gathered at the magic node in the sky, the violent and uncontrollable magic power reversed back into the body of the frightened mages.

"boom"

After a tremendous loud noise, the mage position on the human front... was destroyed.

"Ugh"

Looking at the human mages buried in the magic explosion, the big lich sighed helplessly, his silver eyes full of disappointment:

"These disciples and grandchildren of Antonidas are just a group of children who are only attached to the power of magic. When will they really understand that the true meaning of magic is control, not simple destruction...It's a pity."

With the destruction of the mage's position, no one can stop the death knight's decisive charge. When the thick ice bridge extended to the other side of the strait, the death knights who had enough kinetic energy in the charge had accumulated In the face of the giant shield spears erected by the human position, they ran up without fear. These defenses, which would make the living cavalry feel fear, were meaningless to the dead.

The scene that took place on the Battlefield of Redridge Mountains was repeated again in the Arathi Highlands. The bodies of the death knights became pale, as if they had escaped into the ghost plane. Normal physical attacks could no longer hurt and stop them. Although the duration is only a few seconds, it is enough.

"boom"

The death knight in the ghost state easily traversed the first human barrier. After being traversed by the heavy death energy, the soldiers were covered with frost, and worse, they were transformed into physical Under the impact of the death knight, the unprepared soldiers in the second row were instantly knocked over.

The position opposite the entire strait was chaotic for a moment, and the moment when Lothar, who was riding the Griffon back to the rear of the position, intervened, the Shriekers who were hidden above the clouds were also ordered.

Crazy hissing sounded at this moment, the soldiers raised their heads subconsciously, and saw a beautiful female crow with blue wings and a crown from the sky, and behind her, it was densely packed from the clouds. The shriekers showing their bodies, each crow has a black spiked bomb hanging in their claws, and the direction of their throws is in the center of the battlefield where humans and undead are fighting.

Regardless of the safety of their companions, in this ruthless combat command, the human position ushered in a round of explosions from the sky, as for the Griffon Knights of the Wildhammer Dwarves... Stop it, their number and The crows that came out of the nest are not comparable at all.

"The first battle, won!"

Tyrion rode on the warhorse and took the second batch of death knights to the sturdy ice bridge. There were some regrets in his icy blue eyes, because under the leadership of Lothar, the human soldiers in the rear were defending very orderly. The formation, on the second line of defense, was covered with sturdy sentry towers and steam tanks. Human soldiers completely fortified the grassland in the past month, that is to say, they still occupy the advantage of the terrain.

Although the front line of the war in the Straits has been captured, to be honest, the small victory at the beginning is really difficult to affect the next full-scale war.

"Danas...Next, it's up to you."

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