When Angel Pamyel arrived at the northern battlefield, she was shocked by the situation!
The Garithos Legion was facing a legion composed of Death Knights, Ogres, and Snow Monsters, all undead.
If it were just them, the armies of Lordaeron, along with the mages of Dalaran, would at least have a significant advantage, even if they couldn't completely crush the enemy.
But as Garithos regrouped his forces and charged towards the Ogre legion, a group of Death Knights composed of humans and orcs suddenly rushed in from the flank, breaking up his troops from the middle.
These Death Knights rode skeletal warhorses, emitting a terrifying aura, causing immense psychological pressure on the Lordaeron soldiers who had never seen such enemies.
They were very skilled in tactical coordination and not as clumsy and savage as the Ogres. The fallen soldiers were resurrected by the Death Knights and joined their ranks.
Seeing the shattered and twisted corpses of their former comrades wielding weapons against them, the Alliance soldiers fell into great panic.
Just as morale was plummeting, Archmage Modera struggled to conjure a blazing fireball, incinerating a Death Knight along with his warhorse.
This single act immediately stabilized the situation. Commander Garithos immediately boosted morale, dividing a portion of his men to fight the Death Knights, while the main force focused on eliminating the Ogres and Snow Monsters in front.
Relatively speaking, the threat of a few dozen Death Knights plus two or three hundred resurrected soldiers was certainly less than that of the remaining Ogres and Snow Monsters.
Garithos's orders were clearly correct.
However, what happened next far exceeded his expectations—their rear was attacked!
A large group of spider-like monsters emerged from the snow and hillsides. They pounced directly on the rear lines of the Lordaeron Legion, frantically slaughtering the unprepared soldiers with their sharp teeth, mandibles, and blade-like forelegs.
One of the giant beetles, like a tank, rampaged and tore the hastily erected, weak defensive line in the rear to complete collapse.
If Aiden were here, he would definitely recognize them as Crypt Fiends. The loyal servants the Lich King obtained in Northrend.
This was the scene Angel Pamyel witnessed upon arriving here.
The Alliance soldiers were attacked from both sides and were on the verge of collapse.
Pamyel flew into the Ogre enemy ranks, using her Flame Sword to kill several Ogres with all her might, then rushed to Jaina and shouted, "Tell the commander here that our commander is bringing reinforcements and is on his way here! Don't let the enemies in front escape!"
"Alright!" Jaina had just killed a soldier resurrected by a Death Knight with Arcane Missiles.
She felt terrible. In fact, she had consumed most of her mana when she initially cast the Ice Wall spell. Then, the appearance of the Death Knights forced her to support the attacked flank. Her mana was almost exhausted, and now even more terrifying enemies suddenly emerged from behind.
The other mages were basically the same as her. Some mages were even exhausted to the point of collapse. Once the defense line was breached, they mages would be slaughtered without any ability to resist!
Angel Pamyel used the special connection between angels to send a message to Kayle, telling her about the situation here, and then flew towards the area where the Death Knights were charging. She felt that these Death Knights were the key. They must not be allowed to pass!
"What is that?" Broxigar asked the Death Knight Rivendare beside him after cleaving a soldier and his shield in two with his rune axe.
Rivendare replied, "An angel."
"What's that?" Having been an orc in life, Brox had no impression of such a creature as an "angel" in his mind.
"A creature from mythology."
"She looks pretty powerful." Brox grinned.
The sharp horns on the head of the skeletal warhorse beneath him directly pierced the belly of the warhorse ridden by a human cavalryman. He saw the knight on it being thrown to the ground by the warhorse, and then trampled to death.
"I'll go meet her!" Rivendare spurred his horse towards Angel Pamyel's direction. After killing a human soldier with a sword, he still had time to turn around and instruct, "Be gentle, Brox. Corpses that are split in half are completely unusable when resurrected!"
"I'll try, hehe." Brox's ice-blue eyes looked cold and ruthless. His battle axe drew a perfect arc, beheading another knight. Seeing the warhorse carrying the headless knight still charging forward, he shook his head, "Too fragile, don't blame me."
As Rivendare set his sights on Angel Pamyel, the angel also made him her target. Her Flame Sword swept across, killing several resurrected soldiers blocking her path in one fell swoop, and then charged forward again, slashing off another orc Death Knight riding a skeletal warhorse.
Now there were no enemies blocking between her and Rivendare.
Rivendare let out a piercing laugh: "Come on, angel, I really want to desecrate your corpse right now."
"Too much nonsense, Death Knight," Pamyel replied coldly. Her Flame Sword emitted a terrifying heat, and the runes on the sword gradually lit up. This indicated that she was exerting her full strength.
Both sides began to charge at the same time.
Rivendare parried the angel's Flame Sword with his rune sword, but he did not expect that the accompanying holy flame still splashed onto his body, causing his soul to feel a stinging pain.
Although Pamyel's sword was parried, her left hand emitted a red glow, and the spell immediately critically injured the Death Knight, who was completely unprepared for the attack.
Rivendare let out a miserable scream, and his skeletal warhorse immediately retreated a few steps. He clutched the wound on his chest, black blood seeping out from the gaps in his gauntlets.
"A thousand years ago, I could have killed an ant like you with a single breath," Pamyel said, raising her long sword.
Seeing the angel rushing towards him, Rivendare suddenly raised his hand and clenched it in the void. Pamyel immediately felt as if her heart was being squeezed by a hand. The immense pain almost suffocated her.
"I also know magic!" Rivendare said with a sinister laugh. Just as he was about to squeeze the heart he sensed to burst, he suddenly felt that he was only holding air—his perception of the angel's pounding heart disappeared!
A golden light spread outward from Pamyel's body, and she regained her freedom.
"Brox!" Rivendare shouted.
The Orc Death Knight, who was slaughtering the enemy, rode his skeletal warhorse over.
"It seems you're still not strong enough, Rivendare," the Orc said with a mocking tone.
...
During the march to the northern battlefield, Kayle received information from Pamyel through telepathy. She immediately told Aiden, "A group of spider-like undead creatures are launching an attack from the rear on the northern battlefield. The northern battlefield is being besieged on three sides and is on the verge of collapse."
"Crypt Fiends!" Aiden exclaimed in surprise, not expecting that these monsters from the underground kingdom of Northrend had already secretly infiltrated the continent of Lordaeron and even reached Alterac, which was in the heartland. This was truly unexpected!
"Mograine, have our troops advance at full speed!"
"Yes, General!"
Aiden turned to Kayle, "It will take us at least fifteen minutes to get there. It may not last that long. Kayle, can you—"
Kayle glanced at him and nodded, "Let's go!"
She reached out her left hand and grabbed Aiden's right hand, flapping her wings and flying into the sky.
Angel Ophiel was about to follow, but Vayne called out, "I can help!"
So, Ophiel also pulled her and flew into the sky.
Mograine spurred his warhorse, shouting, "Everyone, full speed ahead!"
When the Deathsinger—Karthus arrived at his destination, he saw Quinn standing guard on a hillside in the distance, aiming at the cave entrance with her crossbow.
He saw the green mist slowly emanating from the cave entrance: "This method can only slightly hinder the living."
Quinn didn't like this lich, and neither did her giant eagle, Valor. "Alright, Karthus, I know you're not afraid of plagues. The target is inside, go!"
Karthus shrugged his shoulders, he stepped towards the cave, looked at his fair hands, shook his head, and instantly changed back to his original appearance, this felt much more perfect. He floated into the cave without hesitation.
Although the green plague blocked the line of sight, in the mental induction, the bright soul fire was so dazzling.
"You are clearly a lich, why do you help the living and become an enemy of our Scourge?" Kel'Thuzad also knew that the person who had previously fought him in the air had already entered. He was sure that he did not know such a person.
Karthus shook his head and said, "You misunderstand me."
A glimmer of hope rose in Kel'Thuzad's heart—"Could it be that you are here to pledge allegiance to the Lich King?"
Karthus continued to shake his head and said, "You misunderstand me again."
Kel'Thuzad was completely unable to figure out the thoughts of this mysterious lich, so he had to ask, "Then you are...?"
"I am not the nemesis of life. On the contrary, I am a member of the Life Preservation Organization. I love life!" The Deathsinger's eyes were filled with fanaticism, but that terrifying face really didn't match the term "Life Preservation Organization."
"You're really joking," Kel'Thuzad said sarcastically. He could see that this lich was here to mock him.
"Haha, yes, is this joke funny? No, you're not laughing. So, I should tell you the truth." Karthus's upper and lower jaws, which were only bones and teeth, made a "click, click" sound, "I, 'Deathsinger' Karthus, am the messenger of annihilation! The only lich!"
"But you are not the only lich," Kel'Thuzad sneered. "I am a lich, and my master is the great Lich King!"
"So, I will kill you, kill your master, and all the other liches. Until I become the only lich!" Karthus pulled out a thick black book, he looked at Kel'Thuzad, leaned his staff on himself, grabbed a pen with his free right hand, "I remember your name, I am writing your name into this black codex."
"Alright, done!" He closed the codex, "You can die now."