The pincer strategy proceeded very smoothly. The initial surprise attack caught the Scourge soldiers off guard. The Alliance not only had an overwhelming advantage in troop numbers but also established dominance in combat power—the legions led by Garithos on the northern front had a large number of combat priests. Their holy water was the nemesis of the undead. Moreover, most of these undead soldiers were skeleton soldiers summoned by Kel'Thuzad from the graveyard, so their combat power was inherently weak. Even the occasional more powerful ghoul couldn't pose a threat to the numerically superior Alliance soldiers. They were eliminated from afar by Dalaran mages or Church combat priests.
The battle on the southern front was equally smooth. The three angels displayed divine might, and countless undead soldiers turned to ashes under the sweep of their flaming swords. Moreover, there were almost no casualties on their side.
Some Silver Hand knights who had participated in the siege of Scholomance noticed an unusual phenomenon: the combat power of these Scourge soldiers seemed to be much weaker than those in the depths of Scholomance. They moved slowly and attacked weakly. It was estimated that as long as one didn't panic, even ordinary people could deal with them.
Aiden certainly wouldn't tell them that this was because a powerful lich under his command was using mental magic to interfere with Kel'Thuzad's control over the undead soldiers, causing these low-level undead to act purely on instinct.
It wasn't until the battle line advanced to the Broken Ridge Keep that the truly challenging battle began.
As the heavy south gate of the keep opened, a line of ogre undead marched out with heavy steps. Under their orderly strides, even the earth trembled slightly.
The transformed ogre undead mentioned in the intelligence had finally appeared!
These ogre undead were almost twice as tall as humans, and their thick waists were probably impossible for two people to encircle. Their weapons were simple and crude, yet they inspired fear just by looking at them—some wielded pine branches that were seven or eight meters long, some held wooden planks that were wider and thicker than doors, and some wielded stone hammers the size of millstones. One of them was the tallest—he held a giant sword more than three meters long in each hand, each weighing well over a hundred kilograms!
Since coming to Azeroth, this creature had always left people with a terrifying impression. Under their intimidation, some soldiers couldn't help but retreat.
Twenty years ago, this world did not have such man-eating behemoths. Ogres were originally a race from the world of Draenor. When the Orcs invaded Azeroth, Gul'dan, the powerful warlock who secretly controlled the entire Horde, obtained the allegiance of some ogres. Therefore, the Orcs brought these terrifying war monsters to Azeroth.
After the Orcs were defeated, some ogres took root in this world and quickly multiplied.
Ogres really have a tradition of eating people. They are naturally strong and have thick skin and flesh. Ordinary arrows are basically difficult to harm their lives, only stimulating their rage and bloodlust. Every human who fights them faces the danger of being swatted away like a fly.
This monster also has weaknesses. They are very cowardly and bully the weak. If they are at an absolute disadvantage, they will not hesitate to run away.
However, this weakness completely disappeared after they were transformed into undead—now these ogres are all super war weapons capable of fighting a hundred enemies: tireless, fearless of pain, and unafraid of death. This was Kel'Thuzad's most satisfying masterpiece!
The total number of ogres charging towards the southern front was about a hundred. However, their momentum completely suppressed the Silver Hand and Valoran allied forces. In the face of such super monsters, ordinary people couldn't help but feel fear.
Mograine immediately roared when he saw this: "Everyone, regroup, form a formation, quick, quick, quick!"
The frontline commander's shout quickly calmed the panicked soldiers. They reorganized their formation according to the order, gradually shrinking the scattered battle line. Only by uniting could they fight against monsters like ogres; otherwise, under the ogres' charge, the scattered formation would be directly penetrated.
Aiden was also on the side, and he shouted to Angel Pamyel: "It's time for the air force youngsters to take the stage!"
Angel Pamyel took the order and flew into the sky to convey his order.
Valkyrie, the captain of the Shrieking Serpent, shouted on the communicator after receiving the order: "It's time for us to perform, youngsters!"
"Shrieking Serpent, sortie!"
"Angel Pamyel, what is the direction of the enemy?"
"Your three o'clock direction."
"Roger that! Enemy at three o'clock, repeat, enemy at three o'clock! Youngsters, accelerate into the battlefield and support the ground forces!"
Valkyrie sped up the helicopter, the rotor stirring the airflow and making a buzzing sound. This ace Yordle pilot observed the ground through his goggles and found a large group of ogres charging towards the Alliance forces from the Broken Ridge Keep.
"Got you. Haha, please have some rockets, big guys!"
Two rockets left the helicopter and first landed in the ogre crowd. Flesh and blood flew near the blast point. After the smoke cleared, he saw that he had already achieved a result.
The remaining helicopters followed closely, launching rockets into the enemy ranks. Explosions and flames were everywhere in the ogre legion. They not only caused huge casualties to the menacing ogres but also bought enough time for the Alliance army to regroup. When the bombing ended, more than a quarter of the ogres could no longer stand up, and another part was equally incomplete, greatly reducing their combat power.
The dual-sword-wielding leader in the ogre crowd roared at the sky, but they could do nothing about these guys in the sky. Did they expect to knock down the plane by throwing a few stones?
"Shrieking Serpent bombing complete, requesting return!" Valkyrie reported.
"Return approved."
Mograine, who had completed the assembly, raised his warhammer and shouted: "Charge! For the Alliance!"
"For the Alliance!" The soldiers shouted in unison, shaking the sky.
Aiden turned to Kayle and said: "Have you found Kel'Thuzad's location?"
Kayle reached out and pointed in one direction: "I feel the aura of a lich, over there!"
"Good, lock him down!"
Aiden clenched his staff and said to Kayle and Vayne: "Let's go support them!"
The battle was in full swing. Not only did the southern front encounter the ogres' obstruction, but on the northern front, Garithos's legions encountered even greater obstacles.
Just as Garithos's legions were unstoppable, thinking that the credit was within reach. As the north gate of Broken Ridge opened, about a hundred ogre legions also rushed out. But this time it wasn't just ogres, but also undead snow monsters that outnumbered the ogres several times.
In the Alterac Mountains, where there is snow cover for nearly half the year, snow monsters are the most suitable species to survive. And now it is the end of January, almost the coldest time in Alterac.
The soldiers were all wearing thick cotton clothes and armor. The heavy clothing made them quite clumsy. When dealing with those skeleton soldiers and ghouls before, this wasn't a big deal, and it provided better protection, but when facing ogres and snow monsters, this was a fatal weakness.
In the face of the ogres' great power, it was almost the same whether you wore armor or not—ordinary people could not survive if they were hit head-on.
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And snow monsters are the deadliest monsters in the ice and snow. They are agile enough, and have sharp claws and horns. What's even more terrifying is that some snow monsters are born with magic. Because of their affinity for ice and snow, they can almost freely control the power of frost in the ice and snow.
So the combination of undead snow monsters and undead ogres put enormous pressure on the northern front.
Seeing that the front line was tight and the human soldiers' bodies couldn't stop the ogres' attack, Garithos quickly asked the Dalaran mage corps for help. These were completely beyond human resistance. Only magic could deal with this powerful monster.
Archmage Modera and her mage corps arrived at the front line as soon as possible.
But the actual situation was worse than she expected: the best way to deal with this monster was with fire magic. But in this icy and snowy place, the fire element was very thin. It would take much more time than usual to summon enough powerful fire elemental power. By then, the front line would definitely have collapsed beyond recognition.
But ice magic had almost no effect on snow monsters, and the ogres were too resistant to blows, so it basically had no effect.
Arcane magic? But it lacked enough area damage.
The combat priests had consumed a large amount of holy water in the previous battles, and the remaining reserves were not much. They tried their best to provide support with holy magic damage, but it was really a drop in the bucket for the invincible ogre snow monster legion.
Just as Archmage Modera was worried, she discovered that Lux, the Lady of Luminosity, was casting a spell—this Valoran representative stationed in Dalaran had taken the initiative to request to participate in the battle, and Modera had brought her over.
Unexpectedly, this helped her a lot!
Modera sensed that a huge force of light was gathering around this genius mage. As the incantation was completed, a dazzling ball of light appeared between Lux's hands, and a red beam of light shot from the ball of light to the most densely populated place of the undead legion.
"Demacia!"
Lux shouted, and a huge laser beam shot out from in front of her, exploding along the direction of the red line. After the sound like an electric shock, there was no trace of any Scourge in the place illuminated by the beam, leaving only a long scorched mark. The air distorted by the high temperature and the melting ice and snow near the mark were still telling the terrifying power of this magic.
Modera quickly glanced at Lux's results: about a quarter of the Scourge had disappeared!
The mages all paid attention to Lux. In the past, they always saw an optimistic and cheerful genius mage who liked to play pranks. Unexpectedly, today this Lady of Luminosity proved the origin of her title with her strength.
—It was really too terrifying!
Modera asked: "What kind of magic is this?"
Lux wiped a thin layer of sweat from her forehead with her sleeve and replied with a smile:
"Final Spark!"