100,000 undead attack the Northern Expedition Arena!

After all, it is only a vanguard army, and although the Northern Expedition coalition troops here are not small, they are only about two thousand.

Fortunately, Gianna and Archmage Modra were also present.

They quickly got in touch with Dalaran, and the portal opened, and five hundred Kenrito guards and one hundred battle mages arrived, and then instead of immediately joining the battle, they continued to open the door, opening portals to various places.

One by one, the soldiers came out of the portal, and their strength continued to expand.

Soon, however, a Flying Fortress appeared, the "Black Blade Fortress" Acherus, the only Flying Fortress that Arthas now controls.

I don't know how many necromancers cast spells at the same time, opening the teleportation blockade barrier and enveloping the entire Northern Expedition Arena.

Reinforcements, suspended!

In the sky, thousands of gargoyles and more plague bats obscured the sky, more than two hundred frost dragons, spitting frost and cold air, and dozens of progenital dragons flew in, carrying brave and tall Viku dragon knights on their backs.

On the ground, giant abominations that are seven or eight meters tall hit their heads, and then smaller ordinary abominations, as well as a large number of zombies and skeletons.

Dozens of lichs and hundreds of necromancers mingled in the mix, and there were even more undead archers further behind.

Dozens of times the number is an overwhelming advantage, and there are at least twenty legendary-level powerhouses among them, including almost ten legendary-level frost dragons.

Seventy or eighty meters long Sindagossa appeared, and Arthas stood on the back of the dragon, looking down on the arena.

The cold ice wind blew the world and chilled everyone's heart.

Seeing this scene, Uther's face turned pale:

"Where's the sentinel! How did you keep watch? 100,000 undead, and they didn't even find it? ”

There is no doubt that the sentinels have been killed.

The Northern Expedition has the Assassin Alliance, MI7, the Broken Hand Clan, and the Scourge's Legion also has their Assassin organization, and compared to the organization of the Northern Expedition, it is only stronger than the organization.

God knows how many members of the Cursed Sect are still hiding in the Northern Expedition?

As a result, the Northern Expedition Coalition Army was holding a competitive competition, and if they wanted to carry out the decapitation operation, the Natural Disaster Legion directly mobilized an army of 100,000 undead to launch an encirclement and suppression!

Under the teleportation blockade barrier, there are no reinforcements and no way to retreat, and this battle may determine the success or failure of the Northern Expedition.

Two-thirds of the commanders of the entire Northern Expeditionary Coalition Army are here, if they are terminated by Lianwo, who will command the Northern Expeditionary Coalition Army?

I have to say that Alsace's trick is really scary!

Looking at the Frost Dragon Queen in the sky, and Arthas on the dragon's back, Uther took a deep breath and shouted, "Fight to the death!" ”

What else can be done?

You can only fight to the death!

This is also part of the Icecrown Glacier, surrounded by the Scourge Legion, unable to run, the ground is surrounded by a large group of undead, the sky is blocked by the Frost Dragon and Viku Dragon Knights, Gargoyles and Plague Bats, and the entire area is blocked by the Teleportation Blockade Barrier of Blackblade Fortress, what should I do?

What can be done?

"We must raid the Blackebon Fortress and break the teleportation blockade!" Gianna looked up at the black flying fortress in the sky: "This is the only way we can do it!" ”

"But we can't!"

Uther shook his head and said, "We can't fly at all!" We can't break through the sky blockade of the Frost Dragon and Viku Dragon Knights, the dense gargoyles and plague bats are enough to deal with our air forces, and Arthas and Sindagossa are also near the Blackebon Fortress! ”

"Mr. Fao, where is Naxxramas?" Old Fording suddenly looked at Fao.

"Not here."

Fao shook his head and said, "Archmage Gunther has informed Master Merry as soon as possible that Naxxramas is flying from Imitheim, at least ...... Two hours. ”

Two hours?

Uther's heart chilled:

It won't last until then!

Looking at this posture, in an hour at most, the entire Northern Expedition Arena will be destroyed, and few will survive!

"Dalaran is flying over."

Archmage Modra said, "It will also take two hours. ”

So, in fact, there are no reinforcements at all?

Uther's heart was completely cold!

Could it be that this time, it is really inevitable?

"Let's retreat towards the Storm Cliffs, retreat towards the Snowflow Plains!"

Uther gritted his teeth and said, "Everyone, cover the withdrawal of troops with me!" ”

He took up the Silver Hand Hammer and shined brightly.

Others also took action.

The strength of a dozen legends is still considerable.

Uther, Old Fortin, Old Mograine, the three legendary paladins took the lead and fought a bloody path, the mages and archers dealt with the flying troops of the Scourge Legion, and the Forsaken and the strong men of the tribe also took action, and for a while, they actually blocked the attack of the Scourge Legion.

However, it was only barely blocked.

The endless undead blockade and blockade, and the frost breath again and again, caused great casualties to the Northern Expedition coalition army, but fortunately, the mages of Dalaran supported one spell enchantment after another, otherwise, the casualties would definitely be even greater.

The Giant Abomination and Scourges were terrifying, and the sheer size of their bodies brought a great sense of oppression, and just seeing them was enough to make most warriors shudder.

They don't hurt, they don't work tirelessly, they don't fear bloodshed, they don't fear spells.

More than a dozen fireballs exploded on them, completely ineffective.

The High Elf Ranger's magic arrow fell on them, almost like being bitten by a mosquito, and they didn't feel it.

Except for the casters of the big professional level and the other classes of the legendary level, no one can destroy them, and there are hundreds of such guys!

This is still because not long ago, Jiang robbed them and destroyed the stitching field, otherwise, it would only be more.

As the minutes ticked by, Uther's heart grew colder and colder.

What did he see?

Wagri, hundreds of Wagri!

These sky-flying Vagris, the Witches-Vic-turned-Handmaidens of Arthas, possess the power to resurrect the undead, and are stronger than the Lich and Necromancer!

The dead undead were pulled up one by one, and even the dead warriors of the Northern Expedition were pulled up in an instant and became their enemies.

These vargris are so strong that each of them is equivalent to a lich and a necromancer, and in terms of pure resurrection, they are stronger than the lich and the necromancer.

Especially the two who flew at the front, the "Dark Evil Envoy Edith" and the "Light Evil Envoy Fiora", known as the "Vargri Twins", one mastered the power of Shadow, and the other actually mastered the power of Holy Light, and both powers were of the legendary level.

How does this work?

If you don't destroy these Vargri, if you don't destroy the Varri Twins, the power of the Scourge Legion will not be weakened, it will only get stronger and stronger.

"I'm going to deal with the Wagri Twins!"

Fao raised his staff and unleashed the wrath of the Light.