Vanessa had expected this battle a long time ago, and no one dared to compete with her at this time, and it was unnecessary.

Wearing the full set of armor of the Grand Marshal of the Alliance, she jumped onto the dragon's back, her golden helmet shining in the dazzling sunlight. This duel is extremely important to Lordaeron and to her personally. The confrontation in the environment was the first time she faced the Lich King, and it was of great significance. She even wore the crown that had been sealed for a long time.

In order to prevent the crown from falling off, she wrapped the crown twice with her hair in a concealed manner.

Accompanied by a high-pitched dragon chant, she pulled out Stromkar Warbreaker, and when the blade reflected thousands of rays of light, she lightly kicked the black dragon with her left foot, signaling you, a foodie, to take off quickly.

"Dad, I don't think I can beat that guy?"

"Shut up! Be quiet!"

Vanessa estimates that the black dragon cannot beat Sindegosa. In the division of dragons, the guardian dragon spouse is generally stronger than the second-generation dragon, especially now that Onyxia is still divided into two ranks. Second, the part that was allocated also took away some blood, so it's normal that they can't be beaten.

And... not only the black dragon can't beat the frost dragon, she guesses that she can't beat the Lich King either. In the previous battle of Illusion, she was mostly deceitful, and the Lich King at that time was not at full strength.

Knowing that they are invincible, but in front of the two armies, it is necessary to be tough.

She has her own advantages, she is good at air combat, even if there is no black dragon, she can fly by herself, can the Lich King do it? Throw this **** to death!

She rode a black dragon, facing the Lich King far away.

"Let me tell you personally that when everything is over, you will kneel down and beg for my forgiveness, but I will refuse you, and your painful cries will resound throughout Northrend!" The Lich King's tone was cold Meaning, in his eyes, Vanessa is no different from Illidan and Kael'thas who challenged him before, whether she is sister or not, she can be killed without any mistakes.

Sensing his killing intent, Sindegosa let out a hoarse roar from his broken throat.

Vanessa felt that the foodie black dragon under her was trembling a little, she quickly transferred a part of her flame power, hold on, don't be cowardly!

Clearing her throat, she strengthened her voice with the power of nature, and then said: "Damn you! The whole nature of Northrend will kill you! They all stand with me, today is you the end of the world!"

The Lich King didn't reply, but released his aura of fear with all his strength, and saw a faint frost visible to the naked eye centered on him, spreading wildly in all directions.

It was as if the actual mental power had turned into icicles and quickly passed over the bodies of the coalition soldiers. It not only took away their body temperature, but also seemed to take away their courage and faith. More than 3,000 coalition soldiers in the front battalion were thrown away. weapons in their own hands.

"You're just using such a small trick! I said you were an idiot before, and I still hold the same view now. You don't know anything about power—" Vanessa's tone was filled with disdain. Druids don't have such an aura. She does not have the powerful spiritual power of the Lich King, but she is backed by the world tree Vordrassil, which is her reliance.

"Pa" she snapped her fingers towards the back, and the unbelievably huge vitality of the World Tree also rushed in all directions.

This time the faces of the coalition soldiers looked much better. Beautiful memories filled their hearts, and their love for life allowed them to defeat their fears, straighten their waists again, and hold their swords tightly.

On the other hand, the undead army is a little pitiful in front of the huge vitality. Hundreds of low-level ghouls exploded and died, and many stupid abominations are also confused. They don't know what happened to their bodies. Only those liches And necromancers and psychics can cast spells to resist the erosion of vitality.

"It doesn't matter if you are Arthas or the Lich King, or something else! I want to tell you one thing, we are not afraid of you! There is only one end for you, and that is death!"

The first large-scale battle between the two sides kicked off.

Although the coalition soldiers felt that this was very dishonorable, they still entered their respective positions, using long-range weapons and horses, wooden fences, and deep pits to kill and hinder the violent impact of the undead army.

Soldiers hid behind defensive installations, raised spears or sledgehammers, and smashed the heads of undead soldiers.

It is forbidden to charge, it is forbidden to leave the range of the camp, the use of long-range weapons is given priority, and the corpses of comrades are retrieved in time. Vanessa knows that these measures are a bit difficult for the soldiers of Azeroth. It wasn't her word, but she pushed on anyway.

It is the best way to deal with the undead army that is three times as large as one's own side and fight defensively.

"Kill! Kill!" Reynolds Mograine, who was already middle-aged and in full armor, swung his warhammer and roared again and again.

Sally Whitemane, who was mistakenly referred to as a dog and a woman, was actually a normal relationship, and assisted him.

The female priest has a sick desire to kill the undead. She constantly sprinkles holy light on the undead team. Whenever she sees these walking corpses being burned to ashes, she will show a sweet smile of satisfaction.

She enjoyed this kind of battle very much, but Renault Mograine had another idea.

There is atonement, remorse, and escape. The specific state of mind, this strong man who has killed countless undead, can't explain it himself. Whenever he sees Old Fording carrying his father's Ashbringer on his back, he will feel it. A huge loss~lightnovelpub.net~ A big mistake has been made. According to the teachings of the Holy Light of mankind, he who killed his father is a beast, and a thousand cuts are not enough to describe his guilt, but the Holy Light did not Without him, he could still call upon the Light if he wanted to.

This puzzled the middle-aged man, he couldn't figure out why he could still use the Holy Light. The deep-rooted concept made him mistakenly believe that the Holy Light gave him a higher mission. Even though his heart was extremely painful, he was still fighting, waiting for the ultimate moment when the Holy Light left him voluntarily, or he swallowed his last breath.

Renault Mograine wielded his two-handed warhammer, his whole body seemed to be inexhaustible, and he turned a blind eye to non-fatal attacks. He knew that his companions would heal these wounds, so he shouted loudly, in order to attract more undead Come attack yourself.

"You are not worthy to use the holy light at all! Father's soul will curse you, you bastard!" Darian Mograine, who looked a bit like him, was killing a nerubian who was about to attack Then roared loudly.

"You can come and kill me anytime." Renault Mograine didn't care about these insults at all.

"I want to watch you die!" Darian Mograine said viciously.