Chapter 768 Retreating to the West

There are many wizard tower keys that are so advanced, and they will not enter the wrong key three times and just refuse to try again today. The result is that 70% of the wizard tower keys were tested countless times by Duke using the system wizard, and the key was All knocked open.

The natural next step is to instantly change the new key and control it uniformly.

If Antonidas hadn't tried his best to regain control of the Sun Mage Tower later, Duke would have been sure that with the Morning Star and Moon Mage Towers in his hands, the Scourge Legion would never come back.

It's a pity that the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is very skinny.

After all, this is not a trap designed specifically for the Scourge. If so, the Scourge Legion would definitely lose more than this. If Duke takes action, he will either not cheat, or he will definitely pull out all the old oil from the bones and dregs of Alsace.

The thrown kerosene burned fiercely no matter what it was attached to, and combined with the strong summer wind, it immediately formed billowing smoke and covered the Scourge Legion.

Arthas didn't think about gritting his teeth and using [Frostmourne] to change the direction of the wind, choke the Scarlet Crusaders half to death, and then let the undead warriors take the opportunity to hide in.

After seeing that the human warriors all had their mouths covered and wore goggles similar to those of the Griffin Knights, Arthas couldn't help but frown.

Why, Duke has been wary of his move for a long time!

Arthas spat bitterly: "Asshole! Should I say that Duke Marcus is indeed the most skilled commander in the previous generation?"

At this time, there was a burst of muffled thunder in the sky not far away, and a small piece of dark cloud that persisted gathered above the head of the Scourge Legion's forward at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then accompanied by several loud booms, It was a streak of purple lightning that exploded among the gargoyles flying in the air.

The purple thunder ball accurately hit the gargoyle. This monster, which was not considered powerful, was blown to pieces. The flying stones fell on the heads of the zombie troops below like hail, causing unforeseen consequences in disguise. Common secondary harm.

If it were an army of living beings, their morale might have collapsed instantly.

Although morale means nothing to the undead, the loss of troops is real.

Alsace asked: "Antonidas! How are you now? How much has your strength recovered compared to when you were alive?"

If there was still blood on Master Xiri's face, he must have blushed: "70%..."

It was the sound of a mosquito humming.

"What!?" Arthas was shocked.

As a last resort, Antonidas revealed his great lich body to Arthas.

When Alsace saw it, his teeth were almost broken.

Suddenly, a burst of black smoke rose around Arthas, and the huge figure of the Dread Lord appeared.

Arthas was full of displeasure: "What are you here for?"

"Stop. Now is not a good time to defeat Duke Marcus." Tiklios pointed at the red army in the distance.

Not to mention the Scarlet Crusaders, who had a strict formation at the beginning, even the Dalaran soldiers and mages who later fled the city in a hurry began to form a tighter formation. Many mages joined the alliance's battle after calming down. They used their powerful magic to attack the Scourge Air Force that tried to rush over.

Even though they were retreating, these hundreds of thousands of people gathered together and retreated staggeredly, appearing orderly.

Unless Alsace can cause a major earthquake, or use an overwhelming air force to break through the Allied defenses, it will be impossible to please.

Arthas knew this, but he snorted coldly and refused to comment on Tikrios's dissuasion.

"Arthas, the Lich King has sent a new order."

The Dreadlords were sent by Kil'jaeden to monitor the Lich King Ner'zhul, so they could only address the Lich King as 'Lord', while the Lich King's subordinates had to call Ner'zhul 'Your Majesty'.

It wasn't until the Dread Lord moved out of the Lich King that Arthas straightened up and said, "Speak."

"He wants you to resurrect Kel'Thuzad first! In this way, you will have two loyal and powerful great lichs. Instead of just one half-hearted one now." Tiklios glanced at Antonidas, showing undisguised sarcasm. expression.

Antonidas, whose strength has declined, is obviously going crazy, but now he doesn't dare to hum even a single word.

In the Burning Legion, strength is the right to speak. Not to mention the blood loss of him now, even when he was in his original peak state, he would still bow before the leader of the Dread Demon King.

Not to mention, Tiklios personally attacked him and captured his soul.

Over there, Arthas looked at the disgusting thing in Tiklios' hand and couldn't say a word.

It's really ironic to say that.

Ner'zhul resurrected Kel'Thuzad once and turned into a weak lich. At that time, Arthas, who was a paladin, personally defeated Kel'Thuzad, cut the lich into rotten bones, and left them to mold in the wilderness of Andorhal.

Unexpectedly, he who destroyed Kel'Thuzad back then would actually go back and resurrect Kel'Thuzad himself.

Is this a kind of reincarnation of fate?

Alsace's face sank: "What should I do?"

"You need to attack...here!" On a map of the continent of Lordaeron made with magic, the Dread Lord's finger pointed to the territory of the northernmost kingdom.

Alsace's pupils suddenly narrowed: "I understand."

With one thought, almost all the middle-level commanders of the Scourge Legion received the order. The army of the undead no longer meaninglessly attacked the defense line built with flames, and began to retreat slowly. Many zombies and skeleton soldiers retreated directly into Lake Lordamre.

Duke made a backward gesture, and the army of hundreds of thousands began to retreat at a faster speed.

Half an hour later, the Alliance and the Scourge completely broke off contact on the battlefield.

Duke ordered: "Maximum alert, we retreat to the coast of the North Current."

Abbendis had questions: "Why don't we retreat to the South China Sea city-state? If we want to reorganize Dalaran's army, it will be better there."

Duke shook his head: "From the beginning, this was not a Dalaran problem. This is the most terrifying disaster that the entire continent of Lordaeron needs to face."

Abedis nodded in agreement.

In the next week, after counting, Duke led an army of 150,000, together with more than 90,000 magic apprentices, Dalaran craftsmen and civilians with little combat effectiveness, and marched across the Silverpine Forest from east to west.

Things get really exciting near the South Current coast.

To the south of the Nanliu Coast is the tense Kingdom of Gilneas, with a large number of troops stationed at the Greymane Wall. On the Nanliu coast, there are hundreds of thousands of orcs who are not yet ready to evacuate. To the east of the coast, more than 200,000 human soldiers and civilians passed from south to north.