Chinese Warriors in World of Warcraft

Chapter 141 The Assault from the Dreadlord

"Wildhammer Griffon Knights, assembled!"

"Ironforge Musketeers, assembled!"

"Lordaeron court mages, the assembly is complete!"

"Knights of the Silver Hand, the assembly is complete!"

In an open space in Lordaeron's mage district, Princess Kalia stood on a high platform, looked at the four square formations in front of her, and nodded slightly.

Three hundred Wildhammer Gryphon Knights, four hundred Dwarf Musketeers, one hundred court mages, and three thousand members of the Silver Hand Knights. All the troops for a life-and-death showdown!

It's not that there are no more soldiers, but that enough troops must be left to defend Lordaeron, and places such as Hearthglen, Icewind Post, and Tyr's Hand also need to have enough troops to defend, and now it is the limit.

"Master Rhonin, Master Duane, Jaina, let's get started." Princess Kalia looked at the three people at the front of the mage phalanx.

The three archmages responded quickly, and each archmage opened the portal with the help of several middle and high-level mages.

Ten minutes later, three portals, which only allow three or four people to pass side by side, appeared in the open space.

"I wish you a triumphant return!" Princess Kalia shouted loudly, this is the last blessing.

Uther remained silent, and was the first to walk towards the portal, followed by Fenna, followed by three hundred paladins, and [-] ordinary members.Several of the soldiers were also carrying a huge coffin, which contained a dead bone that had been dead for several years.

The future legendary hunter, Hemet Nesingwary, walked towards the second portal, followed by four hundred dwarf musketeers.

Three hundred Wildhammer Gryphon Knights, who had lost their leader, flew into the third portal with their warhammers in hand.

When all the soldiers disappeared, Jaina led a hundred court mages through the portal.

Ronin and Duane didn't go.

Lordaeron must be guarded by sufficient high-end force.

Gavinrad Doom, Sage Truthbringer, and the two great knights are also here.

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Standing on the back of the old turtle, facing the sea breeze, Jiang Jie looked at the sparse murlocs and shook his head slightly.

The individual strength of the murlocs was too weak. Alsace killed hundreds of them with a single strike in just one surprise attack. Moreover, these hundreds of murlocs were resurrected as undead and servants of Alsace. A member of the Scourge.

The organization and discipline of the murlocs was even worse, many of them escaped, and less than half of them came back in the end.

It is useless for these murlocs to stay here. Now that Alsace is prepared, it is impossible to carry out a second sneak attack. With the abilities of Alsace and Tichondrius, as long as they are prepared, they can always be vigilant against the enemies around them. Everything is moving.

Then, what follows is a head-to-head confrontation between life and death!And in this head-to-head confrontation, the murloc's only role is to send heads and troops to the opponent.

So, it's better to get out!

"Muyad, take all the murlocs you can take away, leave here within five hours, go west and south along the coastline, to the west coast of Silverpine Forest. I will see you there soon." Jiang Jie said lightly.

Watching the murlocs leave, Jiang Jie looked around, only himself and the turtles were left on the huge seashore.

"You go too, hide far away." Jiang Jie took a step forward and reached the surface of the sea.

Then disembarked and headed for the southern sentinel, galloping like lightning, faster than the best steeds, and even faster than the griffins circling in the sky.

Lightning and Lightning!
Because he heard Jaina's summons, the main force has arrived.

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On the surface of the North Sea, most of the warships have sunk, and only one is still floating.

The deck is full of undead!

Death knight!

Skeleton warriors, skeleton archers!

Necromancer!

Ghoul!
Cave Demons!

Abomination!

Banshee!

These are all the troops Alsace brought from Northrend in the North Pole!

Most of the undead sank to the bottom of the sea with the warship, but these undead could not be drowned, some were fished up, and some slowly swam to the Tirisfal Forest on the bottom of the sea, but the speed was too slow, I don't know how many days or weeks it will take to arrive, and I don't know how many will be wiped out by the vicious monster fish in the ocean.

The loss is serious!

Arthas looked ugly, and so did Tichondrius.

How can you be in a good mood when you lose most of your troops before you leave the army?

Fortunately, it's almost time to log in.

Once he lands, he can transform 10 humans throughout Tirisfal, build an invincible army of undead, and sweep everything away!
The sky had darkened, and it was the darkest hour before dawn.

Choosing to land at this time is naturally because the undead are not afraid of the dark, and it will be easier to raid and fight in the dark.

The continent in the distance was already vaguely visible, and Alsace's mood was turbulent like never before.

Death knights are supposed to be dead-hearted, aren't they?
"Get ready to land!" Passing through the darkness that has not yet seen light, Arthas saw faint lights in the distance. It was the guard tower of the Knights of the Silver Hand. There were dozens of paladins, priests, Mages and warriors are stationed here, mainly to prevent murlocs from the Whispering Coast from attacking nearby farms.

"There will be a fierce battle, Death Knight." Tichondrius looked towards the dark sky: "Those Griffin Knights have discovered us a long time ago, Uther and the Knights of the Silver Hand will definitely be waiting on the Whispering Coast! But It's okay, I'll cover you!"

The dreadlord spread his wings and flew into the sky under the cover of night.

His injuries are only half healed, but this does not prevent him from carrying out a terrifying attack, because all he has to do is to tear apart the dark sky, communicate with the Twisted Void, and summon a small number of powerful demons Vanguard!

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of the Dreadlord's mouth.

The fun is just beginning!
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As the lightning flashed, Jiang Jie came to the Silver Hand sentry tower and saw the main force coming from afar.

Each of the Griffin Knights brought the current situation of the Alsace fleet, and Jiang Jie also told several leaders about the sneak attack he had just completed.

"What? You really succeeded? That's great! Nicholas, you have made great achievements!" Uther's face showed uncontrollable joy: "Our pressure has been relieved a lot! This time, I must purify Al with my own hands. Sasna boy! Let him know the price of betraying the Holy Light, the country and the people!"

"Sea water can't drown undead, and Alsace has more than that." Jiang Jie glanced at the four troops lined up in a square formation, frowned and shook his head, "Master Uther, I suggest that all troops disperse immediately and form a small group. Scatter. Have you forgotten Tichondrius' attack during the Battle of Andorhal... No, it's already too late!"

No need for Jiang Jie to say much, everyone raised their heads.

At this moment, they saw the dark sky above their heads, torn by an unspeakable force, black rifts running through Azeroth and the Twisting Nether.

Then, meteorites with burning orange red and green tears fell from the sky one by one, and just looking at the number, it was even more than Andorhal, several times more!
"It's hellfire!"

"Quick! Everyone disperse! All disperse!"

"Mage! Cast them all! Smash them all in the sky!"

"Damn! Tichondrius must have been preparing for a long time! At least fifty hellfires!"

(End of this chapter)