Stratholme God

   Chapter 1102 The final counterattack

   There is something called adaptation.

  In the beginning, Dalaran City crossed the continent to the Icecrown Glacier, and dangled under the eyes of Lao Taizi. The Lich King didn't like it at all, and wished that the cannons would be fired at its mother.

   Gradually, he found that this thing was just a stone in a thatched pit, smelly and hard, and Lao Taizi had to get used to its existence.

  There are so many mage towers here, unless he enters Dalaran himself and forcibly demolishes all the mage towers, otherwise he really can’t do anything about this hanging magic city.

   You can't demolish a little at a time, you must demolish it all in one go, otherwise the ghost knows when the mages in Dalaran will hold up a new city again?

  The Scourge destroyed the city, and tenacious mages rebuilt it.

  Old Taizi does not dare to underestimate the creativity and tenacity of Dalaran mages.

   With the alliance's eastern and western armies meeting in Crystal Song Forest, Dalaran City, which seemed to be violent before, was very enterprising and fell into a low-key state, and has not shown much in recent months.

   Until this moment comes!

   "Am I late?" Ronin's high-spirited voice spread through the entire Icecrown Fortress from a distance through magic amplification.

   "No, it's just right!" The smile on McDonald's face did not need to be concealed, and the wind-blown cloak behind him seemed to show his master's high spirits.

The arrival of    Dalaran City just hit the dead end of the Icecrown Fortress—this icy fortress on the top of the polar region was not prepared to deal with a large number of enemies, and there was no so-called fortress main gun.

  In the eyes of Ner'zhul and Terenas back then, no enemy could cross the ocean to this frozen Arctic continent. Even if they come, there will be three or two kittens at most, and there will be thousands of people.

  This is the limit for an alliance that still uses a lot of wooden warships. No amount can meet the supply needs at all.

   In the barren Northrend continent, how could it be possible to obtain food on the spot to supply the army with the food needed in a short while?

   This number of enemies is destined to be submerged in the sea of ​​bones of the Scourge.

   The establishment of natural disaster fortresses such as Mordresa and Aldusa is already the last stubbornness of the Lich King.

   "When the enemy hit the capital, the war was already lost."

   Therefore, in Icecrown Fortress, I never thought about building a fortress main gun from beginning to end.

   How arrogant did the old Taizi speak?

   But when the **** is about to come, does he dare to say this?

   Looking at the magical city of Dalaran, which was getting bigger and bigger in his field of vision, Terenas felt out of anger.

   "Despicable—despicable—" The curse echoed in the air.

   "Pfft!" McDonald couldn't help laughing.

  yo, the old famous double standard!

   Only allow the Scourge to win by numbers, not to play magic to suppress the alliance?

   A moment ago in Dalaran City, Kirin Tor Senator Modera said to Ronin: "The location of the Cataclysm Fortress Leyline has been discovered. If you just bombard there, will it..."

  The magic leylines that bombard the opponent's fortress can certainly damage the enemy's fortress. Conversely, if a big explosion is triggered, will the League of Heroes who are still fighting with the Lich King be sent to the west?

   If the strength of the attack is not well controlled, it will really cause a big problem.

   "Believe in McDonald's!" Ronin touched the scar on his nose. Once upon a time, every mission he performed was a nightmare, and bad luck always accompanied him until the battle to save the Red Dragon Queen.

   'As long as you do as McDonald said, you will definitely not overturn' This can be said to have become Ronin's belief.

   "Modera, send the order down, let No. 1, 2 and 3 Mage Towers attack together with the fire element!"

"Yes!"

  The huge magic power was quickly gathered into the three mage towers facing west of Dalaran.

   This includes Ronin's exclusive mage tower.

   The brilliance of magic is shining!

   It was almost a second, and the moment McDonald said "just right", Ronin opened fire as requested.

   Under everyone's attention, it was clearly the Mage Tower that was firing, and bystanders had the illusion that they had swung the beheading sword.

   This is the sword of judgment against the Scourge!

  Three brilliant flaming spears, spanning a distance of several kilometers, slammed into the upper part of the mountainside about a kilometer from the top of the Icecrown Fortress.

   Lao Taizi's biggest support is the frost element accumulated over the years. This part of the elemental energy is too large for him to exist in [Frostmourne], and can only be placed in his own lair.

   At this moment, the Scourge has actually lost 99% of the situation, and this blow from Dalaran City is undoubtedly the last straw that broke the camel. After a blazing red light, the flame main gun passed through the solid rock wall of Icecrown Citadel.

   Once upon a time, that fierce and terrifying skeleton relief was a symbol of death and destruction.

   With the bombardment of the main cannon of the mage tower, the huge skull carved by the undead craftsman exploded like a smashed watermelon.

   Of course, the magic storage container that stored the frost element behind the rock wall also burst in an instant.

  The amount of frost element sprayed out. The opening on the east side, which was originally only a few tens of meters in diameter, was forcibly opened up to a diameter of more than 300 meters in the second burst of frost element.

  The huge element spewed out and condensed into a strange ice cone shaped like a spike in a very short time.

   Looking at it from a distance, it was like someone had put a bunch of destroyers on the mountainside.

   Or, is it a tail made of a large cluster of ice cubes? Frost nine-tailed fox?

   "No—" Feeling the frost element that he had accumulated for many years, it was detonated and excreted like this, and a great sadness spread throughout Lao Taizi's entire soul.

   His angry wailing inspired all the traps in Icecrown Citadel.

   Walls that seemed to be just decorations crashed down, revealing the undead monsters behind the walls.

   Or the undead storm giant, or the abomination, or the skeleton elite, the death knight, the lich, the Val'kyr...

   Undead in units of tens of thousands suddenly appeared and rushed towards the Alliance troops guarding the various places in Icecrown Citadel.

   If this is the case, at most the Allies will be caught off guard.

   Relying on the benefits of artillery, these alliance elites can adjust their firepower in time and resolutely counterattack the undead that pounce on them.

   Lao Taizi, who had foreseen this scene long ago, resolutely introduced the sloping ice element of the river into the pipes of Icecrown Fortress.

   The undead do not need to breathe and naturally do not need a ventilation system.

   Every pipe in the fort is specially used to release poison.

  Not only the terrible plague gas, but also the frosty breath that is enough to make the temperature drop vertically.

  The appearance of the super-rich frost element has brought another consequence.

The    Alliance soldiers were shocked to find that all their hot weapons could not be used, the barrel was frozen, and the trigger was stuck.

   The only thing they can rely on is the most 'backward' long sword and shield!

   But why should they deal with those giant undead giants?

   At this moment, a group of Zakus threw away their 60mm cannons, and in a strange "hehehe" broadcast sound, Zakus took out the mecha version of [Thorn Thunder]...

   (end of this chapter)