The sound of steam engines sounded, and the armed helicopters began to start, and took off with a series of high-explosive missiles or bombs and rushed towards the enemy's meat grinders and catapult formations. As for how many they could come back alive, Garithers didn't even think about it.

‘Telection: counterweight catapults, dwarf cannons fire, freely bombard the enemy front-line troops!’

‘Telection: Mortar team and other enemies arrive at the No. 1 area ahead and open fire freely, trying to block the enemy’s offensive!’

‘Telection: Archers and mages, attack freely…’

Looking at the terrible tides of the enemy, and seeing that the enemy did not even bring siege equipment, as if he was determined to fill the walls of Lordaeron with his body. Apart from sending those unimportant orders in pain, Garithers had no idea what to do next, so he could only stand on his podium in a daze, looking at everything with a dark face.

Marshal Garythers knew that the number of enemies was too large, so many that the orders he just issued did not make much sense?

After a while, the violent shelling sounded.

On the ground where the enemy charges, in front of the wall of Lordaeron, a series of boiling solid shells dragged the trajectory and plowed out the "blood paths" of limbs in the dense formation of the undead; burning fuel barrels created huge fireballs in the enemy charge formation, burning countless undeads and creating huge burning zones; the mortar shells began to make sharp whistling sounds, and then after they hit the ground and exploded, they flew away and exploded...

In the sky, the griffin knights bravely fought against the gargoyles. From time to time, the griffin and the knights fell down with snowflakes. Those who were lucky enough to open the parachute in time, while those who were seriously injured would follow their mounts and hit the ground hard!

However, before the enemy Naxxamas approached, the griffon knights did indeed gain the upper hand. Therefore, correspondingly, more gargoyles were broken by the storm hammers or griffons of the griffon knights, or were petrified and dropped in the whole place, smashing them on the houses on the ground...

In the distance, the enemy's catapults and meat grinders began to fly into the air, and bursts of fire and explosion sounded. It was the helicopters who started their violent bombing and cannon strafing!

However, it is a pity that they had penetrated deep into the enemy formation, and soon they rushed into the formation of the undead, making louder sounds. When they quickly threw bombs or missiles and began to have to evacuate and fly back, even though most of them were highly skilled pilots, the remaining number seemed to be less than half of what they had when they went there.

The undead are still charging forward, and the only defenders worthy of Lordaeron are thankful that except for those ghouls, the other undead troops are mostly slow, so they can calmly launch the burning or soaked in holy water, let them fly up like locusts in the air, and pierce down one by one, nailing the ghouls, zombies or skeletons to the ground!

However, that didn't do much.

Because more undead did not stop at all, and directly submerged or stepped on their feet by their companions who could not move or fell to the ground...

Soon, countless spells, arcane missiles, lightning, big fireballs, small fireballs, flame storms, flame explosion techniques, meteorites and ice storms, blizzards and ice arrows, etc., began to bombard the undead formations like they didn't have money, and soon the charge undead were blown to pieces, frozen in place or burned directly to ashes!

That was the attack of Dalaran's strategic mage group. Their magic power was very strong. In theory, before the mana was exhausted, it was enough to destroy an army of tens of thousands, or even an entire country's army, just like the Kingdom of Ultratown and the capital back then?

but……

But there are not only tens of thousands of undead people. There are more than one million people who are besieging the Royal City of Lordaeron now, and even more than one million!

‘Everyone!’

Seeing Lordaeron's various bombardments from far and near seemed to be unable to stop the undead. Seeing that the undead army was still roaring and constantly roaring towards their own large arrays arranged outside the city, the Paladin Uther Light, who was standing in front of the team and riding on a military horse, was finally about to prepare for battle.

So he began to look around the generals around him, including: Gavinlad Doom, Saidan Dassorhan and the Ashes Messenger who returned with the weapon to kill the undead, Alexandros Moglani!

‘Maybe I will die here today…’

‘Maybe all of us will die here today…’

‘But, for Lordaeron, for our people and our daughters’ right to survive on this land, for all we cherish, we will be fearless!’

Uther said loudly, a strong holy light began to shine on his body and on the warhammer, and began to bring supreme courage to the soldiers nearby. Correspondingly, the Knights of the Silver Hands, the Knights and generals around him also lit up the holy lights of different lights and darkness, indicating that they were ready for battle.

‘But we will be fearless!’

‘For the supreme holy light will protect us!’

‘The Paladins of Silver Hand, Lordaeron’s soldiers, and the descendants of Araso! For Lordaeron, for us humans! Attack! Defeat those evil undeads!!’

After the undead rushed forward, finally, with the shout of Uther Light Envoy and rushed out first, finally, the large array of 20,000 people arranged outside the most dangerous city to resist the enemy's attack on the enemy, resolutely rushed out towards the undead formations that had become scattered after being attacked and bombed by various attacks and bombardment, and soon collided with the enemy!

puff!

The war hammer in the hand of Uther Light, who was leading the horse, swung the war hammer in his hand, and the moment the war horse and a clumsy hatred passed by, easily knocked the opponent's chest and head into a ball of broken rotten flesh...

‘For Lordaeron!’

‘Alaso’s descendants, attack!!’

‘Kill~!’

Countless elite dwarf heavy armored guards, the infantry and cavalry of the Elite Royal Legion of Lordaeron and the knights of the Silver Hand Knights, hit the enemy's formation, and instantly broke countless enemies.

'kill!!'

‘The Holy Light is above!’

‘Awaken, evil!!’

Gavinlad Doom and Saidan Dassorhan followed Uther in front, and led the Paladins riding on the army behind them, squandering their holy lights without hesitation, rushing around in the formation of the undead, no enemy would be their opponent.

‘O the supreme holy light, purify these undead!!’

At this time, the most dazzling one was undoubtedly Alexandros Moglani, who rushed into the army of undead alone, holding up the ashes envoys and rushing left and right, but he was unscathed!

The weapon "Ash Messenger" in his hand emits extremely dazzling holy light, even more dazzling than that of Uther, the messenger of light, so that no undead could withstand within dozens of steps wherever his blade swung. The undead wherever he passed was dissolved by the holy light like snow melting. Behind him, only endless corpses and ashes burning with holy flames were left...

‘Kill~!’

‘For Lordaeron!’

At the same time, more soldiers also collided with the undead who were like endless. The neat tanks opened fire while the engine was activated with all their strength, and used huge steel tracks and welding blades on the wheels to easily crush the undead into meat pie or grind them into pieces of rotten meat.

‘…’

finally,

After a long time, in the distance, when Uther and the others moved forward, easily killing the undead like tigers going down the mountain. When they almost rushed to their own mages, archers passports, dwarfs, mortars, in one breath, and when many bombardments on their own side had to stop to avoid accidental injury, some death knight Varian could no longer stay.

When he found that the enemy rushed out for death and was ruthless and did not take those people to heart, he resolutely drove the skeleton war horse under his crotch, and took the senior generals of the undead natural disasters around him, such as a Dark King and Anubarak, as well as countless elite death knights, and rushed towards the Silver Hand Paladins who shone brightly and made him feel annoyed.

“!!”

"Galia, I'll help Uther and the others. Be careful here, and never go outside the shield of the Laranian masters!"

Hermione also saw the movement in the distance, so she couldn't sit still...

She just discovered that the Death Knight Varian used the "High-sounding" spell, just like she used to hear Principal Dumbledore in Hogwarts? Obviously, Ha must have used the spell to help the Death Knight make that terrible sound!

However, there is no Harry Potter now. Hermione has known it for a long time. It is just a dark king Voldemort wearing Harry's shell. To this day, her companions, including Harry, are all dead, and none of them are left.

Even she gradually forgot about her days in Hogwarts. She was used to fighting the undead in this world day and night. She could even take out her wand and release two to three silent spells in less than a second. This seemed absolutely incredible to her in the past, but now she has sat there, and she has learned a lot of even more powerful methods.

"Hermione..."

"You must be careful!"

Jalia did not make excuses to stop the other party, because now almost everyone must fight against the undead, and everyone here must fight for survival. Otherwise, once the undead rushed in, all of them would die, including herself!

"I will!"

"Please rest assured, my dear sister Queen...but you, Sister Jaliya, you should be careful of your belly. I think you'd better go back to your palace as soon as possible, because you haven't come that month, I'm really worried..."

"What do you think?"

Some of the things about Galia must not be hidden from Hermione, who already knows about women. Besides, she has read books on physiological health at home. After all, her father is a doctor. Although he is a dentist, he is also a doctor, right?

So, she knows a little more about some things than her average peers, and even knows much more than a queen who is about to reach 30?

"ah!!"

Jalia's face suddenly turned red with shame and anger. However, before she could say something, Hermione moved a phantom, turned into a ray of black smoke and disappeared directly on the wall of the seat command center, and there was no trace again.

However, what Hermione didn't know was that after she left, Galia, who was still indignant just now, looked at the arrow tower on the edge with a worried and painful look, and she was still frowning, not knowing what she was thinking or worried about.

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‘…’

‘One, do you think these mortals can defend this city? Is it possible that we will persist until we develop a potion to fight plague and the dead?’

Looking at the battle in the distance, Lord Presto, who had just released a few spells and stopped moving, asked his daughter, Earl Katrana.

Although he himself knew the current situation, he wanted to test his daughter to see what the other party's overall situation was and whether he could guess it correctly.

'Father!'

‘According to the current consumption of both sides, they will completely throw away the city before tomorrow’s sunset! At that time, even if they take the initiative to retreat, at least most people will die here and become part of the undead natural disaster!’

‘The Lordaeron Alliance will completely lose its ability to fight, but the undead will not suffer much loss, but will gain many strong warriors…’

After looking at the outside of the arrow tower, and then looking at the conversations between the two of them around me, the archers who had only pulled more than a dozen times in a row, but were so tired that they could not even pull the bow, the Countess Katrana shook her head regretfully.

She was not optimistic about these mortals because the difference in strength was too great. In the absence of other variables, victory was inevitable, even if she and her father helped Lordaeron desperately!

So, she was ready to persuade her father to leave Lordaeron early, who was destined to be turned into ruins. She felt that maybe her father and daughter could go to Stormwind City, where there was at least a perfect kingdom and her brother's Black Stone Mountain. At that time, even if they could not stop the undead, they could at least resist for a while and wait until their more powerful and targeted potions were developed?

"Sir Father!"

"We are meaningless here. Before effective means of targeting the dead are developed, we have no good way to deal with them. It is better to..."

However, before the Countess Katrana finished her words, she was stopped by her father.

"It's useless, Oni, I'm afraid I can't leave today..."

Lord Presto sighed and stared at the chaotic battlefield outside the city and became stunned.

Now, in the original place, the Death Knight, who was holding a magic sword and overpowered by the blood and souls of too many people, was about to rush into the formation of the Paladins. In the sky further away, the floating fortress Naxsamas was slowly pressing towards the top of the city, which was the most deadly to the guardian side.

but……

Now, the most difficult thing for the father and daughter is not that kind of thing?

‘!!’

‘Well? What’s going on?!’

At this time, the Countess Katrana also discovered that the archers who had to run down the arrow tower due to the high-intensity draw of the bow were not only not back, but even the ones who replaced them did not come up in time?

Such a strange thing is very abnormal for the undead in front of you to rush to the city at any time!

However, soon, the Countess Katrana knew why, because when she was puzzled and ready to scold the soldiers below, she actually discovered that around the city, Bingran had teleported a powerful mage and some of the terrible existences she least wanted to see?

The Lordaeron soldiers who were originally waiting for the battle below were dispatched at no time...

It turned out that at this time it was some annoying guardian Medivh, three dragon kings and a large group of Anthonydas from the Kentori Council, leading the arrival of Kelthus, Crasus, Modra, Anthrem, Drandon and other great wizards!

"snort!"

"Lord of Presto! Or, can we call you the King of the Black Dragon, Lord Nesario of Deathwing?"

"We have investigated it clearly when you collude with your daughter, plotting against King Varian and plotting to destroy the world!"

"Now, you can't escape, just wait for death!"
To be continued...