Chapter 446

Duksalon fortress has been the stronghold of zudakdakdakalai trolls guarding the border for countless years. These trolls even built tall and solid walls and stairs along both sides of the fortress to resist bear monsters and other opponents rushing up from grizzly bear hills.

The wall has protected them for tens of thousands of years. It has protected the trolls through several major wars. Even in the collapse of the earth ten thousand years ago, the wall did not collapse. But this time, facing the Dark Blade waving from the west, it failed to protect the dakalai trolls as before.

In fact, even in the face of the invasion of the undead, the fortress is not so easy to fall. This shameful war almost completely destroyed the failure of the dhakalai troll, which is more from the internal betrayer dakuru.

Before the rise of the Lich King, this Troll was just an ordinary troll, maybe a sacrifice or something. But the difference between him and other trolls was that this guy was the first one who took the initiative to accept the Lich King's power, and wholeheartedly helped the Lich King to infect his own family and gain more power.

This mentality of giving up everything for the sake of power made him get the attention of the Lich King. Before Arthas left Northrend for the first time, he gave dakuru the power he wanted with the will of the Lich King. When the second Lich King stood up from the throne, dakuru had led his "Troll" Army to capture daksaron fortress, It really opened a way for natural disasters to enter zudake.

In order to praise this "dedication", the Lich King gave him another reward, which satisfied dakuru, but he also looked forward to more. From this point, dakuru is a real troll, with all the good qualities that trolls should have.

Cruel, cunning, ruthless enough for the purpose, and never superstitious power, more use of wisdom to act, which makes him become the public enemy of the whole dhakalai troll, but dakuru... Maybe from the beginning, he never cared about this.

Today, however, dakuru and his fortress dasakron have new rivals.

Uther is standing in front of the main gate of dasakron fortress. The heavy gate has been closed. This is the gate built at the most powerful time of the dhakalai troll. Although it is made of wood, the heavy magical pattern on it ensures its strong enough. Besides, there is a whole army of undead trolls wandering outside the gate!

There are soldiers, sacrifices, civilians and even foreigners. That is the army of dakuru. Now, the dark warden appointed by the Lich King is standing at the top of dasakron fort, looking contemptuously at Uther and the less than 200 people behind him.

No one will believe that Uther, with such a little strength, can break the majestic fortress of dasakron.

Uther felt the scornful look, but he didn't care, because he knew that his power was always buried under this land.

The death knight draws out the death verdict behind him. The blood red light twines on the ferocious bone spur and light blade. Uther lifts it up in the air. The black bat wings appear behind him and open behind him like the sun blocking the sky. At the same time, the land below shakes together.

Dozens of black lightning appeared from the top of Uther's sword blade, just like a black streamer. When the streamer reached the peak, the ground vibration also reached the most intense. At the next moment, the land under Uther's feet cracked, and a dozen dead minions broke the ground and climbed out from the ground.

They are more than 4 meters tall, wearing ragged armor, holding rusty heavy weapons, and staggering to stand beside Uther, just like the most determined soldiers, defending him.

After all this, the death knights look up at the top of dasakron fortress. Behind him, more than 200 death knights have summoned their own armies of the dead. The real elite of the black front knights are not the ghouls or skeletons, even kurdila, who joined the black front Knights recently, They all managed to summon four viku necromancers and two high-level spider demons.

The number of the whole team has expanded nearly 20 times in an instant, but this is not the end.

Standing next to Uther, sasaryan took the bone white horn from his belt and blew the bone horn with the power of darkness. A few seconds later, the sound of large creatures beating the air came from afar. With the temperature dropping several degrees in an instant, dozens of ice dragons driven by death knights rushed down from the dark sky.

Dakuru's face changed greatly, but before he gave an order, the dark bat wings behind Uther suddenly twitched in the air, making his body rush to the front, just like a black turbid current on the earth. In an instant, it pierced the defense line of the undead trolls in front of him. The next moment, there was a deafening crash at the main gate of dasakron fortress.

The whole earth seemed to shake at this moment, the smoke of gunpowder dispersed, and the gate did not collapse. The dazzling black energy and the light and shadow of troll Rune almost blew everything around, but Uther, like a black nail, nailed in front of the gate.

Save your strength, raise your sword, rush forward and chop!

"Ka"

Uther carried the bone sword behind him, and the ground under his feet cracked. In the eyes of dakuru and other death knights, a black blade of light shining through the sky flashed into the front gate and the wall, just like a black crack on the wall and the gate.

Uther, though strong, has not yet reached the level of destroying this huge building with one blow, but... His goal has been achieved.

The death knight reaches out his hand and gently pushes the door in front of him.

"Bang!"

The next moment, the thick gray blue gate in front of his eyes broke into crazy surging fragments, in the sawdust flying space, the road is clear, the death knights and their army of the dead began to charge in silence, and the bone dragon in the sky spared no effort to spray death on this long dead city.

Nothing can stop them... No more.

Kurdilla died a month ago in a military operation to explore the icecap glacier from Jingge forest, so he became a death knight only for half a month. If he had not been a powerful Blood Elf Fighter of Quel'Thalas before, he would not have been qualified to participate in this operation.

But Rao is so, from controlling anger to controlling the surging death in his body, he obviously has some maladjustment, whether it is the operation of power or the understanding of death, which makes him always subconsciously solve the battle in the way of a warrior when facing the huge trolls swarming in front of him.

But the anger no longer responded to him, which made the battle of kurdila more difficult.

"Invaders... Dead!"

The troll commander, who had been completely undead, waved a heavy counter blade knife in his hand and cut at kurdilla. The weapons collided, which made the death knight of the high elves step back for several steps before stopping his body. But this was not the end. Because kurdilla could not command the necromancer he called skillfully, they were all fighting with their own instincts, They don't come here to support kurdilla.

Therefore, after the number of tall Troll overseers around reached five, the battle that kurdilla could barely maintain collapsed immediately. His body was hit by the counter blade knife and rolled on the ground in a panic. He could only surge the death energy out of his body and form a bloody shield to protect himself from serious injury.

But the next moment, a shadow jumped into the battle circle. His left hand waved forward, and the blood red death energy formed a chain, which was fastened on the body of the troll commander who was about to strike kurdilla. He pulled it back. The body was still flying in the air, and the sword in sasaryan's hands had been waved, and the death energy was flowing, Through the rune on the blade, it is transformed into bone penetrating frost, forming a circle of small northern storms outside his body. All the ghosts who are close to him will be constantly delayed under the impact of the frost, and finally become five crystal clear ice sculptures.

The long sword in sasaryan's hand is shining with blood red light. He cuts to two ice sculptures one left and one right. Before the trolls break the ice, the blade cuts into their necks. The huge force transformed by death energy directly cuts off their heads, and the headless bodies fall on the ground.

Death knight combat skill - spirit strike.

A residual blood red shield appeared around sasalian's body. It was a shield composed of the force of death drawn from the corpse just now. It helped him block the chopping attack of the remaining three commanders. His left hand waved again. The blood red energy rushing out of the ground turned into a claw. He grabbed a Troll's neck and lifted it to the high altitude, struggling, But I can't break free.

Death knight combat skill - suffocation grip

The next second, the light and shadow beat again. This time, the blade was wrapped with snow-white frost power. With this cold power blessing, Sarian's attack speed became faster and faster.

Two blades of white light beat on the troll's body. After the last strike, the remaining two Troll's superintendents still kept the same shape as before, but all the joints in their bodies had been cut off.

Combat skill - Frost Strike.

At the last stroke, sasalian's hands were together and waved to the sky. The ice blue energy continued to extend on his double swords, forming a thick and delicate ice scythe in an instant. Under sasalian's back cutting, the scythe rubbed the bodies of the three trolls, and the sharp scythe rubbed their bodies, cutting them into six pieces accurately.

High level combat skill - Frost sickle

After all this, sasalian returns the double swords to his back, and kurdila just got up from the ground, less than three seconds later.

Sasaryan looked back at kurdilla, silent for a moment, and stretched out his hand to him. Kurdilla had a tear on his left leg. He looked at the hand that sasaryan stretched out and didn't want to pay any attention to it, but finally sasaryan grabbed the armor and lifted it up from the ground.

"Why save me?"

Kurdilla asked unkindly. Sasaryan was silent for a moment and said,

"Thank you for saving my sister, renessa, and even for sacrificing her life... I owe you a life!"

Sasaryan looked at kurdilla seriously, and the latter probably remembered something, stayed in the same place, and finally laughed sarcastically,

"I didn't expect that the human girl who rashly intruded into the battlefield would be your sister... Furu... Forget it, I don't regret saving a life that shouldn't have died from the undead, but Sarian, you're wrong, you owe me two lives! And my brother faltora, I'll kill you myself, I swear

Sarian looked at him and whispered,

"After killing the Lich King, I will return my life to you myself."

"No!"

Kurdilla had an ugly smile on his face. "Keep it. I'll get it myself."

Passing behind the two people, death and death are colliding madly, just like two giant beasts waving death, roaring to stab their teeth into each other's blood vessels and put each other to death.

At a higher place, Uther and dakuru have already met. The outcome of these two guys will directly determine the direction of this battle.

No one wants to lose, so they all want to win, but the cruelest thing is that there is only one winner.