The terrifying thing about the Lich King is that after losing his body, Ner'zhul's spirit is infinite.
As long as it wants to, it is not impossible to control every molecular movement in the world.
Teach Yijiao Tianwang how to make a network, it is SO EASY.
Of course, the Lich King is unwilling to do this.
What controls every molecule in the world is the movement trajectory. This is the upper limit of theory. It is the great army technology and the power of magic.
Just like some sports car dashboards mark your speed at 400 per hour, but you can't reach this speed even if you step on the accelerator.
The Lich King also understands this truth.
The spirit is infinite, but the energy is limited. The energy of the Ice Throne is also limited. The priority of serving the Burning Princes is also higher than controlling every molecular movement in the world. I don't know where to go.
What happened to taking the time to command a small-scale battle?
I, Ner'zhul, have been miserable all the way from Draenor to the Twisting Nether. Why do you think I, a perfectly good orc shaman, was appointed to become the Lich King?
Although ice covers my soul, my heart is still the heart of a beast; no matter what kind of suffering comes to me, it cannot change Lockta Oga!
What’s wrong with a lifetime of fighting and micro-managing to enjoy yourself!
This time, this time, I was careless and only focused 0.25% of my attention, which made Carlos the kid so rampant.
Wait, wait until I gather 1% of my attention, and the Alliance fleet will be destroyed here.
Aha, I, Ner'zhul, am a fucking genius, but with just 2% of my concentration, I can completely analyze the enemy's lineup disadvantages.
It is a vertical deck. The enemy's weak point is the vertical deck. As long as the gargoyle is first framed to a high altitude, then petrified to increase its physical resistance, and then the gravity acceleration is calculated, human warships cannot withstand dive bombing at a height of 300 meters.
As long as the gargoyle is transformed from a combat launch platform into an explosive object itself, the Lich King's tactics are invincible!
The formula for victory has been written.
F2=A!
Wait, where are my soldiers? Where are my more than a thousand gargoyles?
Damn it, why is the Alliance Air Force here?
They don't have martial ethics, they can't occupy the airspace directly above human warships, and they can't dive and take aim at all.
Retreat, retreat, this doesn't count, wait until I can divert some more attention, you will be dead.
Next time, next time is your time.
Who is the king of the battlefield, I am the king of the battlefield, hahahaha!
No one can probe the soul of the master of the Scourge. Even if Tichondrius discovered that the eternal ice prison on the Ice Throne was shining with abnormal light, it was just that the Lich King was improving the strategy and conceiving more despicable ideas. conspiracy.
However, the Dread Lord really guessed it right.
The battle between the gargoyles and the alliance fleet was indeed just a small casual game for the Lich King.
Although Mr. Nai is not good at running, he is good at political work.
Kalos's battle plan is almost transparent to the Lich King.
This time, not even 0.25% of the attention was needed. Ner'zhul easily deduced that Carlos wanted to use the river to quickly mobilize troops.
When playing real-time strategy games, Ner'zhul admits that he is only a first-rate player, and it is normal to lose to top players at his level.
But when it comes to playing war and chess games, the Lich King doesn't give in to anyone.
So, Alsace was contacted from thousands of miles away, and the master's latest mission was given.
There are two or five young men inside, and there are natural disaster troops outside. The main force has just been defeated, and it is difficult to lead the scattered troops.
The city of Stratholme fell after holding on for less than three days.
All the residents of Stratholme fell into despair and fear.
But strangely, the merciless flesh and blood skeletons ravaged the entire city of Stratholme, but did not attack the last gathering place of survivors-the square area.
The plague is raging, the undead are slaughtering, there is a lack of food, and there is no drinking water. The survivors seem to understand that the undead monsters want to trap people like themselves.
The warriors who were unwilling to sit still and wait for death rushed out of the obstacles and were torn into pieces by the monsters. The remains were transformed into new natural disaster soldiers under the influence of necromancy.
Despair, true despair, fighting is also death, not fighting is waiting to die.
What cruel abuse this is.
Although Arthas didn't know the significance of Ner'zhul's order, he still carried out his master's order.
Looting Stratholme City, the Scourge replenished a large amount of supplies.
From the skeletal soldiers and ghouls who serve as cannon fodder, to the stitched abominations that require a large amount of flesh and blood to be cast, every corpse drop truck is filled with ammunition. The occupied area of Stratholme City is like a huge black magic slaughterhouse. A steady stream of war machines are being transformed and produced for the Scourge Prince to attack Quel'Thalas.
That's enough.
Arthas received the instructions from his master, and the arrangements for destroying the high elves' barrier were completed. It was time to activate the Scourge Legion.
As a result, the mighty undead army began to advance towards Silver Moon City.
The fundamental reason why the undead army moves so quickly is that the undead who have died once do not need to rest and can march endlessly.
Behind this method of concealing speed by duration is the slow movement speed of the Undead Scourge.
Apart from the two ghosts of heaven and earth, whether they are skeleton soldiers or seams and abominations, their movement speeds are all impressive.
So even if they were towed by a water steamer and rowed against the current, Carlos and his party still caught up with Alsace.
Because we landed from the White Water River, Carlos didn't have to make such a weird U-shaped turn on land like Alsace.
At the same time, the strenuous struggle in the Stratholme region ultimately delayed the progress of the undead disaster.
Coupled with the subsequent supply of Lordaeron City, Arthas was forced to attack Stratholme.
Carlos finally caught Alsace's little tail.
Except for a small group of people who stayed to build a temporary camp along the Whitewater River and watch the battleship make a difficult U-turn, Carlos brought out all the rest of the soldiers.
The once lush and fertile forest has turned into a miserable forest of diseased trees due to the erosion of natural disasters and diseases.
"Three days. Those demons left Stratholme City three days ago and went northeast."
After receiving information from the surviving refugees outside the city, the anger in their hearts spread among the members of the army.
"There are still living people, there are still living people in the city!"
Although traffic has been isolated, Langyan, a primitive and effective way of transmitting information, is still reliable.
The desperate citizens in the square area can only hope that someone will come to save them.
Carlos could only clench his fists tighter.
"Is this your plan, Arthas?"
On one side is the undead army that is drifting away, and on the other is the murderous Stratholme City.
Arthas, who had somehow taken the blame, didn't know that the Lich King had borrowed his help to set up a test on humanity for Carlos.
Cold victory or the salvation of humanity.
This time I really can only choose one or the other.
