In the Lordaeron Continent, something that caught everyone off guard happened...

It was just a short month, and the situation suddenly changed, which gave the Lordaeron Alliance, which had originally gained breathing time and gradually began to counterattack and suppress the undead natural disasters, was now suppressed again in the Lordaeron Royal City. It was about to lose, or even a mess, and the country was destroyed and there was no possibility of any turnaround?

This is indeed beyond everyone's expectations and looks a bit incredible, but, yes, that's right, that's the truth now!

Now, on the entire Lordaeron continent, except for the small strongholds of the East-West plague places, such as the Fireplace Valley, Daron County and the Hand of Tyr, they are still struggling to resist the fierce attacks of the undead who poured out of Stantosom. In addition to their tide-like offensives, only Dalaran and Lordaeron are left, the two lakeside cities located on both sides of Lake Lordaermil.

In other places, except for Quelthalas, which is still guarding the Elf Gate to watch on the wall in the north, and Hinterland, which has a high mountain and a far-off undead and a low-population density, the other places, including the Arachi Heights and the wetlands opposite the Saldo Bridge, have now all or partially fallen.

It can be said that half of the land in the entire eastern kingdom has almost fallen into the hands of the undead natural disasters.

And all this starts with the incident a month ago...

At that time, in a calm sea area between Nanhai Town and Danmoro, starting from Storm City, King Varian Wrien, who originally planned to go north to rescue the Storm Kingdom in Lordaeron and his nearly 10,000 under his command, was almost said to be the most elite main force in the Storm Kingdom. Their fleet encountered ambush and raids from the cunning and evil undead army at the sea, and caused nearly thirty sea ships to be wiped out in the entire fleet... And this was the fuse of everything!

Shortly afterwards, Stormwind City and the entire Lordaeron Alliance soon learned the truth and learned that in addition to two military mages and three griffon knights who had been sent out and had been patrolling the sky in the distance, all the soldiers, including King Varian Wrien, were either killed in battle or drowned in the vast sea!

Then,

In addition to grief, most people think that this matter may end like this.

After all, the dead are gone, and the living still need to struggle in this tragic world and fight against the evil and terrifying undead, and try their best to gain the right to continue to survive on this land. This is a cruel fact that all Lordaeron people understand very well.

Besides, now, except for the relatively peaceful and part of the Storm Kingdom and Kazmodan, which have not yet been attacked by the undead, people from other places are fighting the dead and striving to survive. There is not much time to mourn or mourn the brave king from the Storm Kingdom who "died before he succeeded."

Varian Wrien was indeed dead, and died on that sea, and could not even find the body. He died in the hands of the evil natural disasters of the dead, just like countless other dead people. Things were so simple.

However,

Then, something shocked and terrible happened:

The King Varian Wrien, who originally thought he was dead and had no bones, and the thousands of elite Lordaeron soldiers under his command who had already fed fish, landed in South China Sea Town in armor that was already a little black or rusty. In the remaining half a month, they swept across the Arachi Heights, Hillsbrad Hills, Altlan Mountains and Silver Pine Forest!

Finally, after a month, they led an even more terrifying army of undead, which was said to have reached nearly two or three million, and once again surrounded the two cities of Lordaeron and Dalaran.

That's right, Varian Wrien is no longer the brave King of Stormwind. He died in the sea. However, together with his soldiers who were brave enough to die in battle or drowned in a grievance, most of them were salvaged by the undead and resurrected to become a dead soul, and they also stood again on the opposing position of all the living Lordaeron people!

Today, almost everyone has learned about the horror of the undead troops in Stormwind City, and has also accepted that there is no king of Stormwind City in this world. Some are just a resurrection from the dead, cruel and evil, release the plague and kill countless living people, and cruelly resurrect the dead and enslave the dead to attack more living people, and his name is

——Death Knight Varian Wrien, the new master of the Demon Sword Frost and the new commander-in-chief of the Undead Natural Scourge!

...

At this point, the city surrounded by heavy and sad breath, which was surrounded by the undead and prepared to attack, has gathered nearly 100,000 troops and tens of thousands of armed refugees. They come from various places in the northern Lordaeron continent, including the Arachi Heights and the Ultrarank Mountains...

Of course, in addition to that, there are also armies of varying number of support from Dalaran, Hindlan or Kazmodan!

In fact, most of the refugees, including the original residents of Lordaeron, have been transferred to the safer island of Fenris, including the original residents of Lordaeron or Dalaran, have been transferred to the safer island of Fenris. Because the dead seem to have no plans to build ships to attack the large island in the center of Lake Lordaermil? And the extremely deterrent floating fortress, the Naxsamas was hovering in front of the Royal City of Lordaeron, far away, and they were obviously preparing to launch a final bombardment on this largest city of mankind. It must be that there is no plan to attack those refugees who have almost no ability to fight back.

Therefore, the lake island, Lordaeron and Dalaran became the last safe place for the living people of the Lordaeron Alliance. Once Dalaran and Lordaeron are captured, the people hiding on the lake island will definitely become turtles in the jar and there is no possibility of escape!

Perhaps, this is why the undead are not in a hurry to cause trouble for them at all, right?

Since most of the main undead forces, including the senior officials of the undead, have gathered outside Lordaeron, it is natural that most of Dalaran's combat power has also come to Lordaeron. At this point, Dalaran's mages have to admit that the powerful destructive power of the undead is beyond their imagination. At the same time, he also knows that once the last city of Lordaeron falls, Dalaran will really have no support or reliance. If Lordaeron is still there, the undead will definitely not dare to rashly consume troops to attack Dalaran, who is protected by magic. This is a matter of dependent on each other and cannot allow the great mages to think carefully.

Therefore, seeing Naxxamas outside Lordaeron's city and seeing the undead who did not intend to attack Dalaran first, the mages resolutely decided: In addition to leaving the necessary strength to station Dalaran and being alert to the natural disaster troops surrounding Dalaran, other great mages, including the strategic mage groups, all supported Lordaeron on the other end of Lake Lordaermil, preparing to fight the deadly battle with the undead!

And this is why Lordaeron gathered more than 100,000 troops and a large number of armed refugees!

But unfortunately, even if there are regular troops with a number of 100,000, now, except for setting up a large formation of more than 20,000 people outside the city wall, no one has the intention to take the initiative to attack, because... the number of undeads that could be counted by them is almost nearly one million!

That was a number enough to make all the generals and soldiers feel desperate...

so,

At this moment, on the walls of Lordaeron, the generals of the alliance, the leaders or marshals of the troops, and the other ones, were completely unwilling to say anything about any strategy or strategy, because in front of the dense army of undead outside the city, they could not do anything except resisting and hoping to defend Lordaeron, and there was no effective way to take advantage of it.

at this time,

On the arrow tower on a city wall on the outer wall of Lordaeron, the father and daughter, Lord Daval Presto and Katrana Presto, deliberately avoided the eyes of the people and interfered with the hearing of the archers around them, silently stared at the movements of the undead outside the city while communicating in a low voice.

Yes, the one standing next to Lord Presto was after learning that King Varian had died in the sea, was wiped out and transformed into an undead at the same time, and hurriedly settled down Stormwind, temporarily quelling the rebellion of Van Cliff and the western wilderness, and releasing a great duke who had been cheated by her once and was still obsessed with her wholeheartedly infatuated with her, and then hurriedly teleported to Lordaeron, and to the Countess beside her father, Lord Presto.

“…”

"Sorry, my dad, I seem to have accidentally screwed everything up?"

For the Countess Katrana Presto, who claimed to be unparalleled ingenious wisdom, the arrangement that originally thought was smooth but was slapped by the dead. Every time the self-conceived calculation that made her ended up becoming a matter of giving away a head for thousands of miles, it always made her feel extremely ashamed and angry!

If she had been before, she would have been very excited and happy to learn that Varian, the uncontrollable king died under the hands of the undead and was resurrected to be a powerful death knight! But... now she had no other thoughts except shame and anger and wanted to turn into a black dragon and fly out to give those damn undead a "deep breath".

Because, now her position is different from the situation in which she tried every means to subvert Storm City and Storm Kingdom... Because now, she seems to be standing unknowingly on human beings, or to be precise: standing on the position of protecting this land?

Because she had already vaguely known that some of the auras of their father and Lord Presto were gone, and the other party had returned to normal? Therefore, the evil undead natural disasters that spread plagues not only pollute and kill mortals, but also erode the entire earth, and their annoying plagues, must be the black dragons of the "guardians of the earth" who want to get rid of them!

"One..."

"You don't have to apologize to me, you've done a good job... In fact, even I didn't expect that the undead would do such things... Humph! I've underestimated them a little."

Lord Presto, who was silently looking at the undead army in the distance, suddenly laughed, shook his head and sighed and comforted his daughter.

He never thought about punishing the other party. Moreover, the cause of the incident was caused by his instructing the other party to make the Storm Kingdom go north to support Lordaeron as soon as possible. He just felt a little angry that he had unknowingly helped those bones with stenches and maggots?

That kind of thing really made his reputation a little tainted... But fortunately, no third person knew that the source of the matter was him, otherwise he would be a little embarrassed to meet people in the future.

"And, Oni, do you know?"

"If the apology is useful, I will not continue to hide my identity and hide here in Lordaeron to secretly help those mortals... Some things, once they happen, will happen, and any apology or self-blame is useless. What we can do now is to work hard to do things better and do what we want to do, without caring about other people's eyes, that's all."

Thinking about the crazy things he had done, and the attitudes his brothers and sisters hated him to the core, Lord Presto said to comfort and persuade his daughter, and also teased him, what else could he do?

"Yes!"

"Father, I understand!"

Katrana quickly lowered her head and responded, because she was not a naive little woman. She could do anything when she started to be cruel, and the things in Storm City were proof of it! So, she quickly understood some of her father's tips and agreed with it.

"Forget it!"

"Remember what I told you, it is your responsibility, but you must be careful and not be like me anymore."

Sighing, Lord Presto shook his head, not intending to say more, because he discovered the abnormal movements of the undead in the original place, and they had no time to continue talking. Besides, he had said everything he should have said before, and now he had nothing to worry about.

“…”

"Well...they are finally going to start siege? It seems that I don't have much time..."

Lord Presto sighed slightly as he watched the undead start to act and see their huge siege haters pushing out huge siege meat grinders.

"Father?"

Katrana didn't know what the other party was referring to, so she couldn't help but wonder and turned to look at the other party with confusion.

"No hurry, you will understand later."

Lord Presto did not explain much, but frowned and watched the undead in the distance push out terrifying huge meat grinding trucks and those equally ferocious huge stone catapults. At the same time, the floating fortress Naxxas in the distance also slowly came over.

There is no doubt that the undead are not fools. They also know that Lordaeron cannot attack with brute force, so they prepared for a long time and made complete preparations!

‘Hmph…’

At this time, in the distance, I didn't know what spell the Death Knight Varian used, so that his voice came from afar without seeing him directly with his naked eyes.

‘The people in Lordaeron listen to me!’

‘I know that some of you are willing to risk their lives with the hope of saving your allies, from other places, such as Kazmodan or Hindland, to come to this world of the dead to seek answers… Then I will satisfy you generously.’

‘Because the answer you are looking for is actually very simple, that is: all life, and this world, must perish!!’

‘You have no way out now. Put down your weapons and beg me for mercy, but I will reject you! Because, giving your souls for free will be your only choice!’

'but……'

‘I know you may not be willing to do that, so I will help you with magnanimity?’

‘Hmph…’

‘The undead, execute my will: Charge in the name of death! Capture Lordaeron and fight for your masters! Kill, conquer everything, and keep resurrected until the world is conquered!’

‘Today, don’t keep a living person!!’

When the words that sounded like threats or persuading surrender, but finally sounded like provocation, came out of the evil death knight holding the sadness of frost from the mouth of the evil Varian, soon pointed hard towards Lordaeron with the terrible magic sword in his hand...

Finally, the undead, who looked like black tides or waves, roared, and filled the world with the horrible and terrifying sounds, ran forward without fear.

At the same time, the siege equipment of the undead, the meat grinding trucks of all sizes, and the super-large catapults, etc., suddenly rushed towards the walls of Lordaeron or the walls...

Whoosh~! Whoosh~! Whoosh~! Whoosh~!

When those plague corpses hit the city, crushed the houses, spread the plague, and smashed the regular army or armed militia who were standing in the city to the point of being overwhelmed and fond of people; when huge stones, plague barrels hit the city walls fiercely, smashed the rows of soldiers or blown the city walls into large pits and poisonous green fog; when countless ghouls, hatreds or zombies were thrown into the city walls or the city in groups by their own siege equipment, even if they were torn to pieces or break their bones, they had to get up again and fight with the defenders, the battle of attack and defense finally began...

In the sky, while the Naxxamas in the distance was bombarding with various evil weapons in the direction of Lordaeron, he also released a large number of gargoyles. They flew up and covered the sky and the earth, and made bursts of screams, and rushed towards Lordaeron from a distance.

‘…’

‘Her Majesty, I will go to command the troops first!’

After a heavy breath, the Grand Marshal Osmar Garithers, who held the commander Zhang, finally saluted their brave queen who risked his life to stay at the top of the city, then turned around and walked quickly to the podium.

‘!!’

‘Order: Griffon Knights, stop them!!’

Garithers didn't care about the plague corpses and plague barrels that were smashed into the city. Even if they wanted to, they could only let them stay there! As for the zombies or hatreds that were constantly thrown on the city walls or in the city, he didn't care about it, because he knew that the brave Lordaeron soldiers would kill them quickly, which was not a problem.

So, finally, after looking at the densely packed gargoyles in the sky, he resolutely gave orders to the messenger beside him. Soon, on the podium protected by the mages of Dalaran with shields, a flag was raised high by the messenger.

Chiu~!

Soon, the griffin knights from Lordaeron, Eagle Nest Mountain and Kazmodan, who had been waiting for impatiently, rose from the tops of the Lordaeron buildings that had been transformed into beast bars, quickly rose in a violent manner and pounced towards the dense black dots that had pounced on it.

‘…’

The enemy's air units did not have the advantage, and the number was far less than the absolute number of suppression like the ghouls and zombies on the ground, so Grand Marshal Garrith was not worried either.

However, those long-range troops who continue to throw attacks the city walls and the city must think of some solutions. Otherwise, if they are constantly being attacked passively, that is not a good solution.

‘Telection: Dwarfs and gnome helicopters, go and accurately bomb the enemy’s meat grinders and catapults!’

Although he knows that helicopter troops will definitely not be able to cause effective damage to those enemy's huge throwing troops, Garithers, who now has no better choice, can only do that.

Buzz buzz ~!
To be continued...