"Since yesterday afternoon, the undead military formation has been being mobilized abnormally!"

On the front line of the Arachi Heights, the human generals were urgently summoned to a mountain camp near the Rapids Fort, which is the garrison of the main army, less than 30 minutes away from the strategic main Soladin Bridge.

In the combat command room, a giant map of northern border was hung on the wall, while in the Alashi Heights, it was covered with red x and arrows representing the arrangement and movement of both sides. The elite commanders from various countries were present, and there was no need for commentary. They could see the mobilization mode of the undead army at a glance.

"They are constantly expanding the width of the battlefield, and it is obvious that this is moving enough garrison for the subsequent legion..."

The Great Knight Fording stroked his beard and said softly:

"And they also placed a battle group in the valley near the Grimbato Mountains. Could it be that they would attack the Wildhammer Heights and the Arachi battlefield at the same time? The war on both sides will start, and the undead will not be so reckless, right?"

"The entrance to the Wildhammer Highland is not far from the Red Jade Holy Land of Red Dragon."

Ms. Modra, the great wizard of Dalaran, said calmly:

"According to our agreement with the Red Dragon, once the undead enters the direction of the Wild Hammer Heights, the Red Dragon will also join the war. I personally believe that the Wild Hammer Heights is not the main battlefield of this war."

"But the threat from Wildhammer Heights should not be underestimated."

This time, Marshal Gaseris from Lordaeron looked at the map in front of him and said in a deep voice:

"The strategic depth of the Wildhammer Heights is too small. Once the undead breaks through the front line, they can easily enter the mountainous areas of the highlands, and then find the way to enter the northeast of the Arachi Heights from the mountains... Once they appear there, it means we will be attacked from both sides! And as the Hindland behind the war, we will also be directly threatened by the undead. Behind Hindland is the Stantosom area of ​​our country..."

Marshal Gaseris is a thorough "big humanist". He has a strong distrust of races outside of humanity. He said:

"After all, this is not a war between the dragon clan, and the red dragon may not necessarily exert its desperation. Therefore, I think we cannot take this risk, and at least we cannot hope for the safety of the front battlefield on foreign clans. In the Wild Hammer Highland, we need to deploy our own strength."

"I think what Marshal Gaseris said makes sense, but if he divides his troops again, can the soldiers on the front battlefield block the number of undeads that are about to exceed ours?"

The only King Stormgard who came to attend the military meeting, the young Majesty Galin spoke and asked:

"According to the logo on this map, we are likely to face 8-9 battle groups of the undead... that would be an extremely amazing number."

“我们可以!”

The human emperor Lothar, who had never spoken, pointed his hand at the Soladin Bridge, and he said in a deep voice:

"No matter how many people there are, it is impossible for them to fly over the 750-yard strait between the wetlands and the Arachi Heights with wings. The Soladin Bridge is the front line of our war. The battlefield is so wide that even if there are 2 million undead people, it will be spread out on the bridge at a time, with a maximum of 100 people... As long as we hold here, the advantage of the number of undead people will be completely offset."

The emperor in armor seemed to have a flame burning in his eyes. He took a deep breath and said:

"It has reached the most critical moment. Everyone, the undead can't hold back. They undoubtedly intend to achieve their goals in one battle, but this is also our opportunity. As long as the undead's most powerful military peak is blocked in the Arachi Highlands, let the people see hope, hope to inspire courage, and a complete unity of human empire may win this war."

"The most important thing is that the victory of the Battle of Borales in Kurtiras broke the myth of the invincible undead, and here, in the Arachi Highlands, we will also achieve our own victory!"

"We must drag the army of the undead on the battlefield of Arahish. Once the Kurtiras fleet recovers its vitality, they can carry our soldiers from the rear to land in the southern border of the mainland. The undead has no maritime power. This is the only way for us to win! When the southern border of the mainland is recovered, attack the arrogant undead from two directions, so that the wetlands and the Arahish Highlands will completely become cemeteries for burying their dark ambitions!"

"Clang"

Losa stood up, punched the table, and shouted loudly:

"We're here! Have a good fight with them!"

"Long live the empire!"

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"The battlefield of the Wildhammer Heights is the decisive factor in this war!"

Terion stood in the command hall of Grimbatot. In front of him was the influence of the Arachi Heights and wetlands created by the Lichs with magic. The King of the Dark Blade pointed his fingers on a mountain in the northeast of the Arachi Heights and wetlands. He said in a deep voice:

"Break through the Wildhammer Heights all the way upwards, and you can easily enter the northeast of the Arachi Heights, where is the most vulnerable area for human defense. From there, you can attack the unprepared human legion from the rear."

Terion's eyes flicked at the Lord of Death in front of him, and finally landed on the newly joined Danas Thorbain, and he whispered:

"I'll give you 2 battle groups, Danas, my general, break through the Wild Hammer Highlands within 1 day. Is there any problem?"

"have!"

Danas did not hide his concerns, he said:

"The defenders of the Wildhammer Highland are not worth mentioning. The biggest problem is that there is a holy land of Red Dragons in the Wildhammer Highland. And as far as I know, the Red Dragon and the Empire have reached certain agreements. Once the fire of war spreads to the Wildhammer Highland, the Red Dragon will definitely join the battlefield... What should I use to deal with them in the face of the powerful Red Dragons?"

"Don't worry, I've prepared a weapon for you."

Terion snapped his fingers, and the former commander Luminas, with a shame, quietly walked into the command room. The Lord of Death, who was rubbed to the end, had no badge representing the general, and only the emblem of a poor air corps commander.

This means that when she saw her previous colleagues, she had to clench her fists and salute, which made Luminas very unhappy, but she acquiesced to Nasa's crazy plan, the result she had to bear. To be honest, Luminas was very grateful for this punishment, especially after the news that Nasa committed suicide and was seriously injured and died.

"Lord Luminas will command the skeleton dragon wing, including the Colossus wing commanded by Lord Roglio, and will be left to you to command. As long as it is used reasonably, I believe that the red dragon in the Wild Hammer Highlands is not a threat."

A trace of disdain flashed across Terion's cold face:

"It's just a mere sacred place for the hatching of red dragons. There won't be too many red dragons guarding there. Those big lizards who have forgotten their mission are not stupid. The war of mortals is not worthy of their great struggle."

"But what if? War doesn't make any sense, my Majesty, what if they go crazy? For example, the life-bounder who holds a grudge against you suddenly appears on the battlefield with her Red Dragon Army?"

Danas expressed his opinion like he was with Terion, and in the face of this doubt, Terion shook his head:

"I have a gift for the demon, but if Alextas does not cherish her life, I don't mind seeing a dragon guarding king die under this sky first. In fact, I will look forward to this scene. The dark power brought by her death is enough to conquer this continent for me."

"So, do you have a backup plan?"

Lord Danas made an exaggerated expression:

“跟在你这样底牌众多的首领后面打仗,可真是一种享受,放心吧,1天之内,我会到达我挚爱的故乡,前提是由你们统帅的正面战场,可别被洛萨揍到哭.”

"That old man is very fierce, especially when he is angry."

This silly made several death lords smile, and Terion looked at General Danas seriously and said softly:

"So do you know... I'm also very fierce when I'm angry."

"Go to do things, generals, and prepare the Dark Warlocks and Lichs by the way. Humans want to limit us with the width of the battlefield of the Soladin Bridge. It's time to break their fantasy."

Behind Terion, several high-level knights gave their Majesty the black armor decorated with keels and metal. After a moment, as the scarlet cloak drifted, the door of Grimbatot's command hall was pushed open again, and the rebuilt underground city spread forward a wide road leading directly to the mountain stream in the front, which was a large hanging platform.

Terion strolled forward, with the most loyal high-ranking knights following him. At the moment he crossed the dividing line between darkness and sunshine, Terion's eyes became more and more firm. Under the blue crown of mottled thorns above his head, a thick layer of ice covered his face in the shape of a skeleton.

The next moment, the King of the Dark Blade stepped forward and appeared in the sun. He stood on the suspended platform, corroding the earth below in the wetland mountain stream. On the muddy land, an extremely huge army was neatly listed, which was composed of silent death knights, numerous undead infantry, and some special troops, which were enough to make the world tremble.

Terion looked down, and the undead below raised their heads and looked at their rulers. After the dark red, blue, green, and gray eyes, the burning soul fire in the pale eyes made the entire wetland become cold.

Just recently, the iron hooves of this legion will move forward again, crushing everything along the way, and bringing the remaining half of the continent into their hands.

A dark empire will slowly tower above the earth in their wars, and it will be the kingdom of the dead, a real...hell on earth.

The orc death lord who had been following Terion for the longest time, Glokush, who had rushed back from Delano, stood next to Terion in full armed manner. He handed him a black flag. The King of the Dark Blade turned around and nodded at Glokush. The next moment, the black Dark Blade flag was in his hand, floating in the hustling cold wind.

Terion raised the flag, with no cheers, no applause, and no sound below.

Dead people don’t need to use these to express their feelings, they are more accustomed to using actions to express their attitudes.

"Wow"

The huge frost bone dragon, Nefarian's figure jumped down from the peak of Grimbato. The huge, intimidating wings slapped, hovering under the platform between the mountains. The King of the Dark Blade jumped down in one step. Amid Nefarian's low roar, the King of the Dark Blade and his most loyal knights will go to the battlefield.

After the black broken blade flag was rushing, the five battle groups displayed in the wetland turned around and slowly headed towards the Arash Highlands under the command of the legion commander.

Behind them are two battle groups hidden in the mountains. The battle groups led by Danas Thorbain will enter the Wild Hammer Highland as a surprise when they enter a state of anxiety on the front line battlefield.

The last two battle groups remained at the Port of Minaishir, as reserve troops who would be mobilized at any time, and to prevent the Navy of Kul Tiras from returning to the carriage. At the most intense time of the war, they raided the undead army from the rear.

Above the sky, spreading her wings and soaring in the sky of another world and soaring in the wider sky, the Screaming Legion, who has been in charge of the new Tongtian Peak Crow civilization, received the order from Terion this time. She personally led her tribe members to fly over the cold sky. In today's battle, she will personally show mankind what the art of war in the sky is.

"That's great, that's what I want."

Above the sky, Terion looked at the human army formations waiting for both sides of the Soladin Bridge. The dense soldiers almost occupied half of the grasslands of the Arachi Highlands, making people feel dizzy at first glance.

This is the power of the human empire united together, this is the final counterattack of mankind, the most powerful and terrifying fists they swung.

"Unite under heavy pressure, dedicating to a great goal, countless warriors unite and fight for victory, this is the war I want! This is the war I want to see!"

"Unity together and then it's completely crushed by me!"

"Swish"

Terion jumped down from behind the dragon's back, like a dark meteor, and smashed hard from the sky towards the center of the Saladin Bridge. He would swing the first sword on the battlefield.

"Bang"

The black figure stood on the bridge under the winding blizzard that was flying all over the sky. Opposite him, Lothar, wearing a crown, also held a legendary blade, and the substantial light of flames wrapped around the body of the human emperor. He walked forward without fear, and under the gaze of the soldiers, he stood in front of Terion.

Life and death, the power of the two sides confronts across the bridge, one side is angry, the other side is dead silent.

"You will pay the price for everything you do! Just today!"

Lothar aimed the sword blade of the War Destroyer at Terion, his voice resounded throughout the world, and the moon-shaped magic sword was lying in front of the King of the Dark Blade, and a scarlet cloak enveloped his body, almost wrapping his body. Faced with the provocation, his answer was very simple:

"Losa, come forward!"

"Give it to death!"
Chapter completed!