"Clang"

The heavy weapons collided fiercely under the endless force exerted by both sides. The sharp sword blades intertwined, and the crazy-beating sparks jumped in the air.

The Demon Blade Apocalypse met an old opponent. Its buzz was stronger than before, and it was noisy. The green plague wrapped around the blade floated in the air, trying to seep into Lothar's body, but the War Destroyer was also protecting his master. The bronze key-like blade was wrapped around the rolling flames, wrapping Lothar's body in the flames, burning the plagues to death.

The two sides of the battle were the two most powerful men in the East Continent of Azeroth. In their battle circle, everything that was trying to get close would be ruthlessly shattered by the energy that crossed back and forth. However, the Soladin Bridge was very wide. Around the two leaders of the battle, the resolute Paladin and the silent Death Knights repeatedly competed for every inch of land. On the outside, the surging tide of undead that had previously rolled was pierced by the infantry who had been going on one after another and pushed down the bridge by a giant shield.

Everyone roared and fought like wild beasts trapped in a cage until the other side fell completely.

The power that human soldiers burst out in the courage to defend their country is amazing. This is the first time that the undead's offensive was blocked head-on in the true sense. Of course, this is inseparable from the environment of the battlefield. The width of the battlefield can only accommodate 100 people to pass at the same time. In this case, the undead has no way to convert its numerical advantage into the fruit of victory.

The human emperor Lotha, who fought endlessly, chose a perfect battlefield...

"Bang"

The two weapons collided again. This time, the blade was not cut open. Both sides were like the most primitive struggle. They used weapons to try to force each other back. Terion and Lothar knew very well that in the battle for the bridge, they were like flag holders of both camps. Any retreat would cause disastrous consequences.

But in the simple power confrontation, Lothar was at a disadvantage.

After all, he was not strengthened by dragon blood. Although the War Destroyer awakened the power of the ancestors in the bloodline of Luosa, even the former King of Barbarians never overwhelmed a giant dragon in terms of power.

"Bang"

The ground at Losa's feet suddenly cracked under the pressure of huge force. As the gravel flew across, his other foot retreated again, smashed on the ground, and made another sound like a bell.

But he still gritted his teeth, as if he was angry, unwilling to retreat. Terion looked directly at the old face in front of him, looking at the burning eyes of flames, his cloak was floating behind him, and he whispered:

"You are old, Lotha!"

"You are very young."

At this moment, the human emperor suddenly withdrew his sword and retreated. Under the influence of power, Terion's body staggered forward, and was kicked in the chest by Lothar. He flew backwards, but he turned around in the air and stood steadily on the solid ground.

The dark green magic sword was dragged behind him. Terion reached out to touch the dent on his chest. He raised his eyebrows. Looking at Lothar who was waiting for battle, the King of the Dark Blade shook his head, turned into a black shadow again, and rushed into the battlefield.

"Bangbangbangbangbangbangbangbang"

Two big swords with two hands slashed wildly in the air. In this battle with one single sword and both sides were extremely powerful, all sword techniques became jokes, and the shortest and sharpest slash was the key to the decisive victory.

"Tear"

The scarlet cloak of the King of the Dark Blade was cut open by the sharp blade of the War Destroyer, and the armor on Losa's chest was also opened by the cold sword blade. The two sides were like knights passing by, turning in the direction in front of each other's camps. After two loud shouts, they collided again.

Between the two sides used long swords and fists to fight each other, Terion suddenly spoke:

"You are not curious, why do I still choose to go to war with you even though I know that the Battle of the Bridge is good for you?"

Hearing this, Losa's sharp attack paused suddenly. The opportunity was captured by Terion. The dark red death energy rushed up from the ground, trying to trap Losa in it, but the intuition of a legendary warrior made Losa jump back in an instant and avoid this despicable sneak attack.

"Why?"

Losa held the War Destroyer in both hands. In the illusion of flames, he stared at Terion. The King of the Dark Blade seemed to have lost interest in fighting. He could not take the legendary weapon in a short time, and was awakened by the power of the King of Barbarians. So he focused on the ongoing intense war.

"The advantage you choose will become the entrance to hell that will ruin you!"

Terion flipped his wrist, and the blade of the magic sword pointed to the ground beneath his feet. A different smile hung on the corner of his mouth and said softly:

"I hope the stones of the Solatin Bridge will be as firm as you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sharp blade in the hand of the King of the Dark Blade pierced into the stone bridge under his feet, and Losa's eyes also fell on the stones under his feet. The solid bridge was between the collision of the power of two top powers. The first stone wall had been peeled off, and the lower stones were covered with spider-web-like cracks, which made the human emperor suddenly come to his senses. He knew that he had fallen into the trap.

"Return! Return!"

Losa yelled at the brave and fearless warriors behind him, and opposite him, the powerful death energy in Terion's body followed the transmission of the magic sword Apocalypse that pierced into the bridge, in a way that destroyed it, and connected all the nodes connected to the stones inside the bridge.

"bass"

The long sword drew out the surface of the bridge. The King of the Dark Blade looked at the Silver Hand Paladins who were retreating in a hurry. His cold voice resounded through the sky at this moment:

"It's too late! The undead will not fall to death, but you may not be sure!"

"Clang"

The steel boots carved with black thorns and white bones were stomped under their feet. The next moment, the bridge with a complete surface was like a fragmented bracket, and the crushed stones expanded rapidly from the center to the outside. The 750-yard bridge became a memory of the past in just 10 seconds, and the paladins and warriors who fell with the stone could only wave their hands helplessly in the air.

The ones who fell with them were expressionless death knights and undead who were not afraid of the skeletons... Why are they afraid? They will not die.

Lothar also fell from the collapse of the bridge. He looked up at the sky. On the pier, Terion, who was fixing his body with death energy, waved to him, as if he was saying goodbye to his friend.

But at this moment, a huge question arose in Lothar's mind.

Terion took the initiative to destroy the only connection between the wetlands and the Arachi Heights, so how should his army reach the human positions?

The next moment, this question will be answered.

"Wow"

The sudden coldness of the wetland sky made the human soldiers across the strait shiver. In the floating storm, a huge amount of dark magic began to condense in the cold storm under the call of the Dark Warlocks. A thick ice that penetrated the strait was like "growing". In the abundance of those black ice crystals, it appeared out of thin air, from the end occupied by the undead, and quickly extended towards the Arachi Highlands.

At the same time, the skeletons who were blocking the edge of the strait slowly retreated, revealing the Death Knights who had been waiting for a long time behind them. The backbone of these Dark Blade Legion, led by their respective lords, had already been ready to charge. At the moment when the magic of the Dark Warlocks was opened, the Death Knights rushed to the huge ice bridge that was extending continuously.

From a distance, it was even like those black knights leading the ice bridge. They seemed not afraid of stepping on the air and falling into the cliff below. They seemed to trust their comrades in great importance. In the unbelievable eyes of the human soldiers, the death knights, who were surging like a rolling black tide, made them feel even more trembling.

The worst thing is that they cannot fight back... The howling storm makes most bows and arrows unable to be used, and the range of the muskets is not that far. They can only watch the undead spirits completely break through the limit of the battlefield width on the huge bridge made of ice, and roll forward with the entire Dark Blade Legion released.

Such a crazy tactic can only be used by the unafraid of the unfair unscrupulous spirit?

"Soldiers! Array! Defensive formation!"

"Masters, ruin it!"

The roar of the great knight Uther sounded in the human army formation. In fact, there was no need for a Paladin reminder. At the moment when the large ice appeared, Dalaran's mage group had already begun to counter the magic, but the number of dark sorcerers was more, and there were also some strange Fallen Crows. This was the dark sorcerer group that Terion had accumulated with one hand. The number of spellcasters was far greater than that of Dalaran and Quelthalas' mage group.

Although the quality is...sloppy.

"Crash"

Amid the chanting of the mages, the extraordinary rain of flames and terrifying meteorites fell from the sky, and the extended ice bridge was completely destroyed. However, before the aggressive spells hit the ice bridge, they were blocked by a thick light curtain. Until then, the great lich hidden among the dead and his group of lichs truly appeared.

The white hair of Kadega was blowing in the cold wind, and he stood by the strait with a black guardian stick. Behind him, the lich Delanden was maintaining the magic barrier above the ice bridge. Kadega looked calmly at the mages who were protected by the soldiers across the strait. He looked at the familiar violet robes on their bodies, and he felt the fear in the hearts of the mages.

"My former companions..."

Kardga raised his staff, and the shadow power in the orc skull held in his other hand began to be drawn. At the moment when the shadow manic magic became more and more crazy, the great lich whispered:

"Let me teach you a lesson... Forever, don't expose your magic line in front of the lich, because I... can see!"

As the words fell, accompanied by the waving of the Guardian's Staff, a dark sickle-like light curtain slanted upwards, passing through the empty sky. The blow seemed to have been swept. However, at the moment when the great lich accurately cut off all the magic nodes gathered in the sky, the violent and uncontrolled magic power surged back to the bodies of the terrified mages.

"boom"

After a earth-shaking loud noise, the mage position on the human front... was destroyed.

"well"

Looking at the human mages buried in the magic explosion, the great lich sighed helplessly, his silver eyes were full of disappointment:

"These disciples of Antonidas are just a group of children who are only obsessed with the power of magic. When will they truly understand that the true meaning of magic is control, not simply destruction... It's a pity."

As the mage position was destroyed, no one could stop the death knights' charge of death. The moment the thick ice bridge extended to the other side of the strait, the death knights who had accumulated enough kinetic energy in the charge faced the giant shield spear up on the human position, they rushed forward without fear. These defenses that would make the living cavalry feel fearless, which seemed meaningless to the dead.

The scene that happened on the battlefield of Red Ridge Mountain was repeated in the Arachi Highlands again. The bodies of the Death Knights became pale, as if they had escaped into the ghost plane. Ordinary physical attacks could no longer damage them and blocked them. Although the duration was only a few seconds, it was enough.

"boom"

The Death Knight in the Ghost state easily passed through the first human barrier. After being passed through the body by the heavy death energy, the soldiers' bodies were covered with frost. Even worse, under the impact of the Death Knight who had turned into a physical body, the second row of unprepared soldiers were instantly knocked over.

The positions across the strait became chaotic in an instant, and when Lothar, who was riding in the griffin, returned to the rear of the position, intervened in command, the screamers hidden above the clouds also received orders.

The crazy hissing sounded at this moment. The soldiers subconsciously raised their heads and saw a beautiful female crow man with blue wings and crown descending from the sky. Behind her were densely packed with screamers, revealing their bodies from the clouds. A black spike bomb was hung on the claws of each crow man, and the direction of their throwing was in the center of the military formation where humans and the necromancers were confronted.

Regardless of the safety of their companions, in this cold combat command, the human positions ushered in another round of explosions falling from the sky. As for the griffin knights of the Wild Hammer Dwarfs... Stop making trouble, their number is not comparable to the crows that have emerged from all over the nest.

"The first battle, I won!"

Terion rode on the war horse and took the second group of death knights to the solid ice bridge. His ice-blue eyes were a little regretful, because under the leadership of Lothar, the human soldiers behind were deploying their defensive formations in a very orderly manner. On the second level of defense, there were strong whistle towers and steam tanks. In the past month, the human soldiers have completely fortified this grassland, which means that they still have the advantage of the terrain.

Although it seized the forefront of the war in the Strait, to be honest, it is indeed difficult to affect the war that will be launched in full swing next.

"Danas...Next, it depends on you."

In order to prevent the last Gul'dan incident from happening again, I would like to remind you in advance that the climax has not come. Don't be excited. I have to arrange the things that Northrend, Sal, Delin, the Realm of Death, and the Legion... So, don't be anxious, the climax may be after two volumes... Well, if the calculation is not bad.
Chapter completed!