Stormwind God

"Hey! Have you finally found it? Too late, Duke Marcus!" The dark voice of Marigos came from below: "Yes, let you be so happy by the soldiers by our side! Dropping a group of the new heroic heroes may be a little bit painful for you! "

Marigos's words fell, including Duke, and a number of coalition leaders felt a toothache.

It really woke up the dog!

Duke couldn't blame Marigos for 'dignity and dedication', because the former Blue Dragon King did the same thing that Duke wanted to do after the spring, weakening the enemy's war potential.

Marigos just came to restrain him.

A huge, thick layer of ice isolates the underworld from the outside world.

Marigos dominated the Frost Element there, and even repelled the entry of Arcane elements, not to mention opening the portal.

Even if Duke tried to save, he couldn't save Nahawk.

Almost at the same time, in Duke's magical messaging network, calls for help surrounded the entire Allied front in the Icecrown Glacier area, and reports of raids by the Scourge were heard.

Most of them were raided by gargoyle groups known as Fortress Observers. These dark magical creatures with high-speed flight capabilities, covered by stormy snow, directly crossed the defensive airspace at the forefront and raided to the allied positions on the second line.

Not only that, countless ice bridges extend from the cliffs of the Icecrown Glacier area, forming slide-like grooves. An abomination stitching monster sewn from more than ten corpses flew along these ice slides and flew directly to the various positions in the alliance.

Directly throwing off such a fat man in the form of near air strikes, forcing the coalition forces to fight melee. Based on this, Arthas's raid was a great success.

"Counter-attack! Counter-attack! Suppress the enemy!" Even the Alliance commanders roared exhaustedly.

In the harsh blizzard weather that Alsace deliberately condensed and could hardly see anything beyond five meters away, the queue was completely extravagant. Fortunately, the alliance's communication system is not destroyed by the support of the magic net, otherwise the situation may become worse.

Even so, being forced to fight a close combat, one can imagine that this time the coalition's losses will not burn.

Rao's face was iron-blue, and the words squeezed out of Duke's teeth were still an admiration to the enemy: "Alsace, do a good job!"

On the Alliance position, there was a rumbling of wind.

"Can't hold it!" Shouted an Alliance soldier.

Alliance commanders shouted in the howling wind: "Retreat! All retreat!"

"No! We won't go! For the honor of the Alliance!" As soon as the lead recruit had finished speaking, he was slapped by his commander.

"Idiot! If they all die here, they will all become undead. In the future, they will increase the burden on the alliance! Kill your comrades! Go! All go! Don't stop after it! How much can you run!" Fiercely ordered.

"What about you, sir?" The recruit was a little dazed.

"Someone has to collect the corpses for the brethren."

"Accumulate?"

"Less nonsense! Get out of me! Don't get in the way here!" The Alliance Lieutenant kicked himself on the **** of the recruits, scolded them and drove them away.

As the recruits disappeared into the snowstorm behind, the lieutenant of the alliance lit a cigarette with a windproof lighter, but unfortunately it went out.

"Well, brethren", a lot of rickety figures appeared in front of him, each of them wearing shiny silver armor with a lion head pattern on a blue background with gold edges, so prominent. However, these once-familiar faces have become extremely shy.

Some people are missing half of their faces, others are hanging their heads because their throats have been bitten off half, and all of their limbs can only drag the broken half of the body to crawl on the ground, dragging startling blood stains.

In front of the magic messenger, the second Lieutenant picked up the microphone: "Hey! Lieutenant John Garnard from the front 5 positions calls the Mountain Eagle."

"The mountain eagle heard, 5 please speak!" A picture of the head of an alliance female soldier lit up in the magic mirror.

"Five positions have fallen. I let the last soldiers evacuate. I'm already the last living person on this position. If you don't want this place to become a paradise for undead people, please fire at me in the shortest time possible."

The Alliance Girl stunned for a long time before answering with a trembling voice: "Is the Eagle aware of Captain Ghanar, are there any last words?"

"Long live the Alliance!" After speaking this sentence softly, there was no Alliance Ensign who was much older than the recruits, was torn by his former comrades and dragged on.

The female soldier saw from beginning to end that the lieutenant's face was still with a faint smile until the last moment.

Three minutes later, a fierce rumbling sounded from the artillery positions behind the five positions. The raging artillery flooded the entire position instantly, breaking down all humanoid objects on the entire position into parts.

At this moment, Duke's heart lake is almost turbulent and ups and downs. The league has not suffered such a loss for a long time. Relying on the memory of 'history', the Alliance's campaign has always been unfavorable.

Compared to the results achieved, the losses are almost negligible.

This allowed Duke and even the entire league to involuntarily enter a near-blind optimism.

Today, Alsace gave them a good lesson.

Duke didn't know how many soldiers would be lost in this raid, but it was definitely over 10,000.

This is the biggest single battle loss since Duke took over as the commander of the league.

It is not enough to hurt your muscles, but it is definitely enough to write into the history of war. *** All Alliance members will remember and learn.

"Have you been beaten?" Duke smiled bitterly.

Onyxia arrived, and she took a deep, deep breath, burning a thick layer of ice.

Coupled with Duke's fire magic, this is just a little overwhelming.

The ice layer in the gladiator's pothole is decreasing at a rate visible to the naked eye. However, everyone knows that at this pace, when they forced Marigos to escape, the Union Warriors, led by Millhouse, were already dead It's cold.

Duke even foresees that when they kill to the bottom of the pothole, they may not even receive the corpse.

In Alsace's must-have temperament, these warriors will definitely be turned into undead, and after strengthening, they will be placed in the Icecrown Citadel waiting for the arrival of the coalition forces.

Maybe, there will be another Lich named Millhouse * Mana Storm

While Duke was a little cranky, suddenly a scream came from under the ice.

"Asshole! What are you doing? Who are you?"