Azeroth Trail of Light

The recovery of Alsace caused the entire Northrend to become a mess.

The significance of the existence of the Lich King is not how high his individual combat effectiveness is, but rather his will and overall command. Without Alsace's overall overall planning, the Vrykul and Ejol Ni of Howling Bay Rube's Nebbo, the Undead of Dragonblight and the Colossus of Zudak all act alone, and neither of them is willing to obey the command of the other guy.

Before he fell asleep, Arthas handed over the command to Kel'Thuzad. The Lich did a good job and once messed up the Eastern Continent, but after Kel'Thuzad also betrayed, the entire undead society became very loose. , Which also led to the destruction of the Borean Tundra.

In fact, if Alsace woke up a week earlier, on the day En'qalah was attacked, Azjol Nerub’s Nerubs would have swarmed out. If they wanted to take En'qalah, the coalition would have to do it. Good preparation for a protracted battle.

Simply put, without Alsace’s undead natural disaster, it is equivalent to a mentally retarded AI-controlled Go. It can only passively defend and cannot make effective attacks. A slightly smarter guy can tie it, but after Alsace wakes up, It becomes a game of opponents of the same level, and it is likely to fight to the last minute before the winner can be determined.

The difficulty has been directly increased several times!

The most direct manifestation is that other battlefields except Borean Tundra suffered heavy setbacks at the same time.

The Vrykul of Howling Bay rushed out from their necropolis, Yalebron and Utgarde Castle. They were caught off guard by the orc armies stationed in the Western Fortress and the Giant Plains, at the most critical moment. , If it weren’t for the overlord Saurfang and Vol'jin to bring their own guards, one left and one right to withstand the tidal giant charge, Gavincent’s Mimo Vekul came from Vaga De rushed into Utgarde Castle and made a big fuss. Perhaps the orc colony in Howling Bay would be declared bankrupt.

The worse news is that the Amber Pine Camp and the resident of the Moon Creek Brigade in the Kingdom of Stormwind were attacked by the undead trolls from the Dak'Tharon Fortress and the werewolves from the Blood Moon Island respectively. The losses were heavy, if not for a library. The El Tiras fleet was mooring in the Risk Bay to supply supplies and provided assistance in time for the shelling. I am afraid that the amber pine camp that has just been established will be broken by those trolls.

Worst of all, there was a night elf messenger visiting the ruined World Tree site Vodashir, and he was attacked by the undead trolls. If it weren’t for the bear man from the Temple of Ragefang, I’m afraid this level. The tall night elf envoys would be killed on the spot, but they also suffered heavy losses.

The Drakkari trolls of Zul'Dak originally entered the counterattack against the Undead Constructed Corps with the help of the Zandalar trolls who came to aid. As a result, an army of death knights raided the troll city of Zuldak, Gudak. , The Drakkari troll had to return to help, which led to the defeat of the previous counterattack.

Even the Borean Tundra, which has ended its war, has suffered a frenzied attack by the Nerubian army of Nerubs. They even sneaked into the Fearless Fortress from the ground, if it weren't for the red dragon Valastazzi to be a guest there. , I accidentally discovered the movement of the Nerubian, I am afraid that the fearless fortress of the air defense at that time will really be broken by a surprise attack.

However, the Paladins led by Mograine and Fording also suffered nearly crazy provocations. Mograine and Crypt Lord Abu Barak fought fiercely on the snowy field for nearly 30 minutes. In the end, Anub'arak was seriously injured and fled, but The Paladin also suffered heavy casualties.

Suddenly, the Northern Expedition, which was already on the right track, was suddenly overshadowed.

Everyone realized where they were and what kind of opponent they were fighting against!

However, this also speeded up the process of the Northern Expedition. After realizing the value of Northrend, the rulers of various forces changed their minds, realizing that this war did not seem to be unprofitable, even the most war-weary Goblins, also actively started activities.

Ore and oil buried in the ground are meaningless to the dragon. Therefore, under Dick’s instruction, the goblin merchant Warren made a bridge at a very fast speed. Within a day, several large consortia sent envoys to join hands to eat. After going down all the mines in the entire vast Dragon Bone Wilderness, they paid a huge amount of gold, but they will harvest a high-quality mineral that can be mined for at least a hundred years.

The dragons who got the gold coins and the goblins who completed the contract were very satisfied. Before Dick left, the goblin mercenaries had set out from Booty Bay and Hot Sand Harbor, ready to use force to defend the property of the princes of trade.

Storm Cliffs, this is the highest place in the entire Azeroth. Its average altitude is above 5000 meters. It is no exaggeration to say that an ordinary person can hardly breathe even here, which is why Dick can only bring himself The reason why the forces of the United States came to attack Ulduar, no matter how many ordinary soldiers came, it was useless. The environment here determined that it was not suitable for mortals to survive.

And the trickiest part of Storm Cliff is that this place is surrounded by mountains, and it is almost a valley surrounded by mountains. There is almost no way to enter it except for flying mounts.

Of course, this question is nothing to Dick.

Accompanied by the thunder light that pierced the sky, Dick's figure appeared at an altitude of several thousand meters. Around him was full of lightning that would appear at any time, and there were almost thin gray clouds under his feet. Northrend was already close. The North Pole of Azeroth, and in the mountains at the highest point of the continent, the temperature can no longer be described as cold, and the weather here can hardly be said to be sunny, it is very bad weather!

He looked forward, his figure disappeared in the falling snow, and when he reappeared, he stood on the land of the stormy cliff.

Dick looked at his waist, which was buried in the snow. The snow here was at least 1 meter thick. From this alone, he could tell that no one had been here for a long time.

In fact, it is true. The most recent war that took place here should have been tens of thousands of years ago, and it has become a peaceful place since then, but under this calm, hidden It is a deeper evil, which originates from the evil in the beginning of this world.

When faced with it, Dick hardly dared to be careless.

The Paladin took a stone engraved with Vrykul’s unique runes from his arms and threw it into the snow in front of him. A few seconds later, a golden ring mark was formed on the snow in front of him, and his body suddenly In a flash, with the sound of a sharp blade piercing the steel, the body of an iron dwarf spy who was hiding in the snow and observing Dick was pierced.

The paladin frowned and retracted the wind chasing sword without a trace of blood. He looked at the corpse of the iron dwarf that was almost chopped in half. They were almost exactly the same as the dwarves of Ironforge. The only difference was that their bodies were It is made of hard metal and is engraved with various runes, which looks very mysterious.

This is the iron dwarf belonging to Loken. From his blood-red eyes, it can be seen that this creature has been occupied by chaos. After the iron dwarf is killed, less than 10 seconds, the ground Starting to tremble, Dick turned his head, and dozens of iron dwarves were rushing in his direction.

"It's like stabbing a hornet's nest!"

Dick cursed to himself, waved his hand, a net-like lightning smashed at the iron dwarves, knocking them away. Dick didn’t even care about the results. He had just been here for less than 5 minutes. These iron dwarves scattered on the cliffs of the storm found traces. Obviously, Loken was covered with eyeliners in the place, and it was meaningless to hide it.

Simply Dick hadn't planned to hide it.

With a golden light piercing the sky shining into the rune that Dick threw into the ground just now, Valarjar's sky door opened again. This time it was not a heroic spirit. In the golden sword-like light, one Another team of tall Vrykul heroes walked out of the light.

As Valarjar's transmission equipment, the Sky Gate can project an army of 500 people at a time. It takes a day to recharge in the middle, so these 500 people are all the support that Dick can get on the first day.

But it’s enough. The Paladin needs the rune mage of the Heroic Legion to build a permanent portal. The Mogu Legion and the Earth Spirit Legion gathered in the Broken Isles will bring it over. He only needs to stay here for about half a day. , You can wait for your own army.

In this **** place, ordinary magicians are not useful at all, and can only rely on Odin's support.

Walking at the back of the heroic spirit was the tall Heimdall wearing a wild armor. The moment the heroic spirit walked out of the aperture, the golden lightsaber disappeared into the black sky full of thunder and lightning.

"Ah, Ulduar, Cliffs of Storms, I haven't been back for tens of thousands of years!"

Heimdall moved his shoulders in the heavy falling snow, looking at the rune mages who were already busy preparing to build the portal, and then strode towards Dick. This guy has a very straightforward character, and he asked directly.

"How are you going to do it? Go straight into Ulduar? Or do you play steady?"

The Paladin took a look at him, put Foheimdall and asked a stupid question. Dick raised his hand and pointed to his head, "Of course it's a steady and steady fight! The entire cliff of the storm is full of Loken's fallen servants, even if we What can we do if we can rush into Ulduar? If we can't solve Yogg-Saron in a very short time, we will have to fall into the danger of being attacked on both sides."

Dick’s voice eased, and he realized that Heimdall was not telling a joke, but a test of his commanding ability, so he stopped, organized the language, and stretched out his hand in the air in front of him. The approximate topography of the storm cliffs, explained in detail,

"The Cliffs of Storms are home to Hodir and Torim, Loken and Mimiron's family members. Their number is extremely large. It is almost impossible to bypass them and attack Ulduar. My plan is, First get through the line from Danny Finley to the Temple of Storms, where we will encounter Torim's family, but those Vrykul are creatures after the curse of flesh and blood, and their combat power is not worth mentioning in front of the Heroic Legion!"

Dick paused, drew a circle to the right of the first line, and focused on it, "I am most worried about Danny Fenley’s frost giants. Those Hodir’s dependents are numerous and difficult. Deal with it, but if we take back here, we are equivalent to taking back the Creator’s engine! This is the point, where we can get sufficient supplies and energy supplies, and there is also a part of the inactive steel legion."

The Paladin glanced at Heimdall who was unresponsive, coughed lightly, and continued.

"The second point is the Hall of Lightning. There is a Forge of Will, but to get there, we have to break the Hall of Rock and the Holy Platform of the Creator. There is Mimiron’s family, and there may be one or two encounters there. Was blocked by a guardian, but after the two largest Ulduar barracks were taken back, Ulduar's main body became a real prison. At that time, we could advance and retreat, and retreat and defend, almost standing still. A place of defeat!"

"Fuck!"

After Heimdall listened, he nodded and clapped, "Not bad! If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, I can't imagine you would know so much about Storm Peaks, but this is your secret, I don't care, you say It’s not bad. If you want to rush into Ulduar to solve all the troubles, it is almost impossible. It is better than Tyr back then, and you can only steal the platinum disc back. This explains everything."

Heimdall turned his head and glanced at the snowflakes rising on the ground in the distance, reached out his hand to take off the storm sword behind him, and nodded to Dick.

"Master Odin handed over the command of the Heroic Spirit Legion to you, but there are only 16,000 people. We are not stingy. The war with Hela has been going on for tens of thousands of years. Most of the heroic spirits have been damaged and must be recuperated enough to continue. In combat, heroic spirits are different from mortals. Although they are stronger, the wounds of their souls are difficult to heal. You have to understand us."

The Paladin also found the second wave of enemies that had struck again in the distance. He also drew out the thundering wind chasing sword, and smiled at Heimdall.

"I can understand that as long as the Creator engine is retaken, we will not lack ordinary soldiers. However, the next two days will be difficult. I suspect that at least one guardian may appear in the end, and I don’t know that it will be Tori. Hum, or Loken?"

"Hey!"

Heimdall’s left hand was wiped on his waist, and a flying axe fell in his hand. He threw the flying axe out of his hand without even looking. The weapon roared and jumped out hundreds of meters away. The head of the steel Vrykul was pierced, and the heads of a dozen iron dwarves were cut off with it.

"Loken had better not come. Although Lord Odin can't get out of Valarjar, his Gangnir is always looking for a chance to pierce that traitor!"

After speaking, Heimdall raised the golden storm sword in his hand, and under the sky surging with black clouds and lightning, anger that had become golden surging around his body, like Dick In the scene of using the Holy Light, this ferocious Vrykul hero shouted, and even suppressed the shining thunder in the sky.

"Warriors of Odin, charge with me!"