"Hey, hey, did you finally find out? It's too late, Duke Marcus!" Malygos's sinister voice came from below: "That's right, make you so happy to garrison troops on the edge of our territory! Killing a group of new Allied hero-level powerhouses can probably make your heart ache a little!"

As Malygos' voice fell, all the top Coalition leaders, including Duke, felt a toothache.

What an uproar!

Duke couldn't accuse Malygos of being a 'demigod who had fallen out of discipline to this point', because the former Blue Dragon King had done the same thing that Duke wanted to do after the beginning of spring - to weaken the enemy's war potential.

Malygos had only come to contain him, Duke.

The huge, thick ice cuts off the cave from the outside world.

The frost elemental that dominates there is absolutely dominant, and even rejects the entry of the arcane elemental, let alone opens the portal.

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

Almost at the same time, cries for help rang out throughout Duke's magical teleportation network—reports of a Scourge attack were coming from the entire Allied front surrounding the Icecrown region.

Most of them were raided by gargoyles known as Bastion Watchers. These dark magical creatures with the ability to fly at high speeds, under the cover of a raging blizzard, directly crossed the frontline of defensive airspace and raided the second line of Allied positions.

Not only that, but countless ice bridges extend down the cliffs of the Icecrown glacier area, forming grooves that resemble slides. Abomination Stitchtails, made of more than a dozen corpses, flew down the ice slides and directly to the Alliance's positions.

Directly throwing this kind of big fat man in the form of an almost air raid, forcing the coalition forces to fight in close combat, just by virtue of this, Alsace's raid this time can be called a great success.

"Fight back, fight back, press the enemy back!" even though the Alliance commanders let out a hoarse roar.

In the terrible blizzard weather that Alsace deliberately condensed, and what could barely be seen five meters away, the queue or something was a complete luxury. Fortunately, the Alliance's communication system was not destroyed with the support of the magic web, otherwise the situation could have become even worse.

Even so, forced to fight a hand-to-hand fight, it is conceivable that this time the losses of the coalition forces will not burn.

Rao is face was pale, and the words squeezed out between Duke's teeth were still admiration for the enemy: "Arthas, well done!"

On the alliance position, there was a rumour.

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

The Coalition commanders shouted at the sound of the howling wind: "Retreat!

"No, we're not leaving! for the honor of the Alliance!" the lead recruit was slapped in the face by his commander as soon as he finished speaking.

"Idiot! If they all die here, they will all become immortal, and in the future, they will increase the burden on the Alliance! Harm their comrades! Go! Let's go! Don't break off! How much can you run!" The second lieutenant of the alliance viciously ordered.

"That'...... What about you, sir?" the recruit was a little dazed.

"Someone must collect the bodies of the brethren. ”

"Collecting corpses?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Get out of the way!" the second lieutenant kicked the recruits in the ass, scolding and beating them away.

Watching the recruits disappear into the wind and snow in the rear, the Union second lieutenant lit a cigarette with a windproof lighter, but unfortunately it went out a little bit.

"Alas, brethren......" Before his eyes, there were many swaying figures, each of them wearing shining silver armor, and the lion head on a blue background and gold trim on it was so conspicuous. However, these once extremely familiar faces have become extremely hideous.

Some people are missing half of their faces, some people are hanging their heads because half of their throats have been bitten off, and some people have all their limbs, so they can only drag their broken half of their bodies to crawl on the ground, dragging out shocking long blood marks.

In front of the magic transmitter, the Union Ensign picked up the microphone: "Hey! Frontline N567 Position Second Lieutenant John Garner calls Mountain Eagle." ”

"Mountain Eagle hears, N567, please speak!" The magic mirror image lit up with the avatar of a female soldier of the Alliance.

"The N567 position has been lost, and I have evacuated the last of the soldiers, and I am the last man alive on this position. If you don't want this to become a paradise for the undead, shoot at me in the shortest possible time. ”

The alliance girl was stunned for a long time before she replied in a trembling voice: "Mountain Eagle understands...... Second Lieutenant Garner, any last words?"

"Long live the Alliance!" After saying this softly, the second lieutenant of the Alliance, who was not much older than the recruit, was torn by his former comrades and dragged back.

The female soldier saw it all the time, and the face of the second lieutenant of the Alliance, until the last moment, had a faint smile.

Three minutes later, a violent rumble sounded on the artillery positions in the rear of the N567 position. The furious artillery fire flooded the entire position in an instant, disintegrating all the humanoid objects on the entire position into parts......

At this moment, Duke's heart lake is simply stormy and turbulent. The alliance has not suffered such a loss for a long, long time. Relying on the memory of 'history', the Alliance's conquest has been invincible.

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

This caused Duke, and indeed the entire coalition, to involuntarily enter into a kind of near-blind optimism.

Today, Alsace taught them a good lesson.

Duke didn't know how many soldiers he would lose in this raid, but it was definitely more than 10,000.

This was the largest single battle loss since Duke became commander of the Alliance.

It's not enough to hurt the muscles and bones, but it is definitely enough to write into the history of the war, when all the people in the alliance remember and learn.

"Got slapped in the face?" said Duke, smirking wryly.

Onexia arrived, and she scorched the thick ice with a deep breath of ultra-high temperature.

Coupled with Duke's fire-based magic, this is only slightly more than Malygos.

The ice in the crater of the arena was decreasing at a rate visible to the naked eye, but everyone knew that at this pace, by the time they forced Malygos to flee, the corpses of the Alliance warriors led by Milhouse below would have already been cold.

Duke even foresaw that by the time they reached the bottom of the pit, they probably wouldn't even be able to collect the body.

With Arthas's retributive nature, he will definitely turn these warriors into immortals, and after strengthening them, they will be put into the Icecrown Fortress to wait for the arrival of the coalition forces.

Maybe there's another Lich named Milhouse* Mana Storm......

Just as Duke was thinking a little cranky, suddenly a terrible scream came from under the ice.

"What are you doing? Who are you?"

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