"Death Knight!" A sharp-eyed soldier warned loudly. In an instant, almost half of the crossbows and muskets were aimed at the natural disaster general who was on one knee. If there were soldiers who were effective in the Crimson Storm present at this time, they would definitely be able to recognize him.
What is the identity of this feared guy in front of me? That look full of unruly and ambition. Apart from Kevin Bloom, I am afraid that only the orc genius Gul'dan had such characteristics.
"Stop him!" Varian frowned slightly. With the Storm King's more than ten years of combat experience, he could clearly see what kind of power was hidden under the heavy ice armor. If such a powerful natural disaster was allowed to
If the generals tear apart the defense line, then not only the Stormwind City Gate, but also the Valley of Heroes may be abandoned.
"Bang bang bang~"
The place where Kevin fell was extremely close to the Musketeers' position. The eyes of these veterans, all of whom were able to pierce the enemy with a hundred steps, immediately pulled the trigger without thinking. They only heard a crackling sound of fried beans, and even the thick city walls were shaken.
The death knight was hit by hundreds of projectiles in an instant.
"Dead?" A dwarf musketeer rubbed his nose, looked at the figure standing motionless in the dust, and said in surprise, "To be so unbeaten, I thought he was some kind of extraordinary guy..."
"Ding~" As if answering the dwarf's question, a lead bullet stuck on the ice armor bounced twice, finally clanging and falling weakly on the city wall - followed by more deformed projectiles,
It fell like a tinkling piece of music, making all the Musketeers facing the Death Knight pale.
"Dear Your Majesty Wrynn, please allow me to extend my most sincere greetings to you." The motionless figure moved his arms twice, and slowly pulled out the rune sword that shone with a deep cold light from his waist - on the blade
The fierce killing intent dispersed all the flying dust around him, revealing Kevin's pale and sinister face.
"Who are you?" Varian frowned deeply. He felt like he had seen this face somewhere. This face filled with perversity and unruliness was in the Storm King's memory. It seemed that such a face should only be
Appeared in the traitor in Alsace who killed his father and sought the country.
"Ah, I almost forgot. Of course you won't remember a little person like me..." Kevin shrugged his shoulders and touched the rune sword in his hand, "But it doesn't matter, maybe when your noble soul becomes an ice mastiff
When I receive my rations, Your Majesty will know my name and origin..."
"Presumptuous!" the elite guards guarding Varian yelled angrily. Although they were only covered by leather armor, their bulging muscles like rocks and giant axes stained with undead mucus told everyone clearly:
These guys, who are much stronger than the orcs, are not easy to mess with!
"Your courage is commendable..." Varian waved his hand to stop the guards' attack intention, "But I am very curious, where does your ridiculous confidence come from..." The Storm King glanced at the steady stream of people climbing up.
The undead on the city wall are bounded by the Death Knight in front of them. The human defense line has begun to shrink further. If it retreats again, the Valley of Heroes will soon become the main battlefield.
"Are they these brainless cannon fodder?" The Salamani in Varian's hand flashed with light. After a moment, the broad-edged heavy sword turned into two slightly thinner one-handed swords. Kevin
In his slightly narrowed pupils, a whirlwind of energy suddenly surged around the Storm King!
"But it's a pity, young man! What you are facing is the king of Azeroth, the leader of all humans-Varian Wrynn!" In the roar of the Storm King, his sword and
The body and the energy whirlwind together turned into an indestructible sharp blade storm, which instantly swept away a large area of the undead that climbed up the city wall!
"Damn it!" Kevin didn't expect that a person with Varian's status would actually carry out a surprise attack, and his moves were terrifying, leaving no one with any time to take precautions!
"Clang clang clang!"
The sword storm swept through the undead army. In addition to the low-level cannon fodder that was chopped to pieces, Kevin, who bore the brunt, was also hit with three swords indiscriminately. The ice mastiff in his hand almost flew out under the huge impact.
, and the thick layer of frost on the armor was completely chipped away by the opponent's sword, and Varian almost made a big hole in his chest.
"Wow~" After blocking several more swords, Kevin finally couldn't hold on. His hands went limp, and his body was like a cloud and mist. He was knocked out of the battle circle by the terrifying force of the King of Storms, and fell to the ground outside the city.
After rolling for several times, I was able to remove the opponent's strength. Purple-black blood spat out as if it was free of charge. (Note: Kevin is a living person turned into a death knight, not an undead, so he still
(with blood and bodily fluids) "Feel Wrynn's power!" Varian's voice was like rolling thunder, and all the undead on the walls of the sweeper, including the abominations and giant skeleton lords who were high-level soldiers, actually appeared in front of him.
He didn't even have the strength to parry, so he was chopped into pieces of flesh and bones alive. Not only did Kevin, who fell to the ground, open his eyes wide, but even the alliance soldiers behind him were so surprised that they couldn't open their mouths from ear to ear.
——Holy light! I didn’t expect His Majesty the King to be so powerful. He wiped out all the attacking troops at the city gate by himself!
The things that surprised mankind were not over yet. The sword storm seemed to be unable to stop, moving from the city wall to outside the city wall. The necromancers who had been hiding behind the cannon fodder just now suffered a great disaster and could not even run away.
While running, he was swept into Varian's sharp blade whirlwind and turned into a pile of rotten flesh amidst the wailing sound.
Seeing the overwhelming defeat, Kevin's eyes flashed with a mixture of resentment and jealousy - an expression that would only appear in the eyes of a person who is extremely thirsty for power. The death knight gritted his teeth and climbed up from the ground, picking up the lost
The rune sword on the side whispered bitterly: "Continue to waste time here, stupid humans... You will soon know what regret is!"
Looking at the battlefield swept away by the blade storm with unwilling eyes, the young death knight looked up at Naxxramas in the sky: there was no trace of the lich who was supposed to be watching the battle from the top of the fortress.
A strange smile appeared on his pale face - the plan went well
————————————————At the same time, the battle in the mage area became increasingly fierce.
Although most of the buildings and ground targets in the area have been recaptured, the Mage Tower towering in the center is still in the tug-of-war between humans and the undead - the undead elites descending from the sky unexpectedly raided the top of the tower, and the final leader
weak link
They took advantage of the situation and occupied nearly two-thirds of the tower. Only Giggs, the president of the Mage Association, led a few of his colleagues to resist stubbornly. I don't know what important thing made them give up their escape.
Keep close to the palm-sized storage room
"Bartray, your flame servant can't hold it anymore, hurry up and support him!" Giggs, who is nearly seventy years old, is one of the rare longevity among warlocks. After all, he has been dealing with shadows and magic energy all year round, and he risks being killed.
The danger of backlash. If you sign a contract with the devil in the abyss, it's really strange that you can live a long life.
"The front door can't hold up anymore, who cares about the skylight!" The mage named Bartley is also an old man in his fifties and sixties. At this time, he seems to be more energetic than a young man, and his gray beard is curled up.
Qiao Di roared angrily, waving the staff in his hand non-stop, "Let Gauss mend that damn hole, my magic power can't even support the attack in front of me!"
"Ahem... Dear Mr. Master, I'm sorry that I can't help you much." High-level mage Gauss fell to the side, his slightly green face making it easy to see his poisoned state at this moment:
Two shocking claw marks on the shoulders revealed traces of pus, and a water element servant was cleaning the wounds for his master.
"I guess at this moment I only have the strength to turn into a suicide bomb and die with these undead..." Gauss said feebly, "Maybe we should destroy that thing earlier, so as to prevent it from falling..."
"Stop talking, Gauss!" Giggs waved his staff and fired a series of shadow arrows, shooting the undead that jumped from the skylight into a hornet's nest. "As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, we must protect this thing.
We cannot let it end in our hands!”
Gauss opened his mouth, but remained silent after all. Although in the Wizards Association, Giggs, a warlock, was not loved by everyone, the proud wizards still gave this conscientious spellcaster the respect he deserved: Very
Few servants of darkness have a just heart, but the old man in front of me is an exception.
"Why haven't those boys below come up with reinforcements yet!" Bartley roared angrily, constantly burning the undead that entered the main entrance into ashes. When the spellcasting action on his hand was too late to complete, he would actually use a heavy iron-headed staff to directly
Crush the intruder’s head! If he hadn’t been wearing a robe at the moment, someone might have mistaken him for an old knight charging into battle.
"Maybe we're in trouble down there too..." Gauss coughed in a low voice, "You can guess by looking at the undead attacking the tower. The opponent is obviously coming for that thing. Otherwise, they wouldn't send out such high-ranking soldiers as the Death Knights.
It’s a rank military type.”
As he spoke, he glanced at the few unlucky guys lying on the other side of the storage room - they were obviously all direct servants of the Lich King, elite death knights from Icecrown Walled City. However, these powerful natural disaster warriors obviously underestimated the strength in the tower.
With defensive strength, he rushed straight into the storage room in a daze, intending to annihilate the people inside, but unexpectedly he encountered a big nail instead.
——Three high-level spellcasters and above, including a powerful warlock leader. Even if the strong man from the plane comes in person, he will weigh the balance of power. A group of stupid death knights still want to get better? Just a fight.
After that, they finally exchanged five lives for Gauss's serious injury: it can cost three powerful spellcasters one-sixth of their combat power, and it cannot be said that the death knights made no contribution.
However, their premature death has put the only surviving colleague, Death Knight Captain Madison, into distress: with the few troops he has left, it is impossible to capture the tower before the reinforcements arrive.