Menethil's Power

Chapter 445 The Ice Wind of Northrend
Northrend is located in the North Pole of Azeroth, but due to the influence of all supernatural factors, it is not completely covered by ice and snow. The Sholazar Basin has always maintained a tropical climate because of the facilities left by the Titans, and is affected by its heat. Although the wind tundra is adjacent to the year-round frozen Keel Wilderness and is almost at the same latitude, it can maintain a fairly good cold zone biosphere.

Most of the time, the seas around this continent are very calm. Northrend is too far away from Kalimdor and the Eastern Kingdoms. Generally, there are only three kinds of people who come to this place. Migrating homeless, whimsical adventurers, and pirates.

That's right, where there is water, there will be pirates, but the main business of the North Sea pirates active in the Northrend waters is somewhat different from their counterparts. They mainly plunder and squeeze the native races of Northrend, and do everything Things that others are not willing to do, such as slave trade, they will even do such insane things as selling tuskarrs to the tropics, regardless of the fact that these poor guys can only live for a month at most in non-extremely cold areas.

Of course, this kind of business can only be done once, and the buyers will never be fooled for the second time. This may be the reason why the Tuskar people have not yet become extinct.

The dull sound of the hull pushing away the water waves came from the empty, floating sea. Several light and fast pirate ships quickly gathered together like sharks smelling blood. It is rare to do a "serious business" as a pirate, and such a godsend opportunity must not be missed.

However, after rushing out from behind the iceberg as a shelter, the pirates on the first ship suddenly yelled almost wailing. Pull the sails and try to make the ship turn the bow in the shortest possible time.

They had never worked so well together.

The pirates on several other ships also behaved in the same way, and they were even more embarrassed. The reason for this situation was simple. What they saw was not a fat sheep, but a majestic fleet. The banner of the flag directly shows their origin.

There were even two ships flying in the sky, which was completely beyond the cognition of these pirates, so they lost all fighting spirit in an instant.

Every pirate who can survive for more than three years after entering the industry knows that any sea bandits, even those big bosses who claim to be pirate kings or queens, cannot compete with a regular navy, let alone this time they What they are facing is still beyond their imagination.

On the battleship flying the flag of Lordaeron at the forefront of the fleet, a middle-aged commander wearing a captain's cap decorated with gorgeous feathers and wearing a bright red military uniform watched these pirates perform such a funny farce , showing a look of contempt on his stern face, "Do you need to pursue it? Your Highness? Although these North Sea pirates are a rabble, their existence will eventually cause some trouble. I think it is necessary to deal with it." He turned his head to the side asked the young man.

"There's no need to waste time on these scum." Isaacs shook his head lightly. "Let the fleet move on, Admiral Weswin."

Barry Weswin, Lordaeron's naval commander, admiral, the status of Lordaeron's navy has always been a bit embarrassing, and he doesn't get much attention.The admiral of Kul Tiras is a king, but the admiral of Lordaeron is almost a marginal person, and his status is not even as good as that of a major general.

Daelin Proudmoore's death affected not only Kul Tiras itself, it meant that there was no longer a leader who could unite the entire navy of the alliance to command. Drake obviously did not have the qualities of his father. prestige.So Admiral Barry finally ushered in his first day after serving in the army for nearly 30 years, and he naturally cherished this opportunity.So he held Isaacs with great respect.

"Go on, we must land in the Borean Tundra before tonight," said the young prince.

This may be the fastest war in the history of mankind. It took less than a week from the convening of the summit to announce the dispatch of troops. Other countries have not even completed their mobilization. Lordaeron's fleet has already been dispatched. It seems that it is clear that the help of allies is not needed.

It was too late to mobilize their own troops, and the leaders from the alliance countries could only send some representatives to join the Northern Expedition, which could barely be regarded as a joint dispatch of troops.

Under the spare no efforts of the Uncrowned and the Phantom to detect, Isaacs already knew the geographical distribution of Northrend well enough to describe it.The entire area of ​​Northrend is not small, but there are only two places suitable for large-scale landings, the Borean Tundra in the west and the Howling Fjord in the east.

In terms of location, the Howling Fjord is naturally the closest to the Eastern Kingdom, but it was originally the territory of the Vrykul. This lost race has long forgotten the glory of being a Titan creation. The Lich King banned them from the guardian dragon. Awakened in the middle of the world, turning some of them into Scourge warriors, so once Lordaeron landed there, there would be a fierce war.

The native races of the Borean Tundra are the peaceful Yakmen and Tusrusmen, and because they are close to the blue dragon's territory, Coldarra, the influence of the Scourge on this land is relatively weak.

What's more, Isaacs' ultimate goal is the Icecrown Glacier, and the Borean Tundra is next to the Keel Wilderness. Landing here can quickly penetrate the core hinterland of the natural disaster.But if it is in the Howling Fjord, if you want to reach the Dragonbone Wilderness, you must pass through the rugged Grizzly Bear Hills, and then you have to face the Drakalai Ice Trolls who were also included in the natural disaster, and the difficulty will undoubtedly increase a lot.

"Don't worry about those pirates, let's move on." Isaacs said again.

The North Sea pirates did not have the ability to attack Lordaeron's main fleet, at most they only threatened the transport fleet, but the supplies of the newly formed Northern Expeditionary Army were no longer so dependent on shipping.

"Understood." Admiral Barry said immediately.

The speed of the fleet remained unabated, regardless of the pirates who fled in a hurry, they were heading towards the coastline of the Borean Tundra at high speed, and the landing point would be a natural port, a location that had already been determined.

However, at this moment, a thick mist suddenly appeared, covering the area where the fleet was located, and the visibility suddenly dropped to an extremely low level.

"Interesting, we came so suddenly, the Scourge was able to welcome us." Isaacs pretended to be amazed.

In this dense fog, it seemed that something emerged from the sea and climbed onto the deck. Several black figures suddenly appeared in Isaacs' sight, and a strong stench with a strong fishy smell rushed towards his face.

From the outside, this seems to be an undead Vrykul. Most of their bodies have been rotted, showing a disgusting blue-gray color, with a lot of seaweed entangled in many places. They opened their mouths wide and let out an indistinct growl .

And more of these hideous monsters climbed aboard.

The sailors drew out their scimitars and fought them without fear, and the soldiers in the cabin also came out to help. Before setting off, Isaacs had told all the soldiers what they would face in detail. With his acquiescence, even a few The undead zombies produced during the plague period were still kept as objects of observation, so most fighters were able to overcome the fear of the undead.

"Eat my hammer!"

With a loud roar, Muradin suddenly jumped out, and the dwarf even hiccupped. As a heroic dwarf warrior who regards spirits and fighting as his life, he certainly would not miss this opportunity. An expedition, and he believes that this epic journey must be accompanied by the strongest wine.

Muradin's hammer slammed into the chest of a vrykul undead. The latter almost collapsed at the touch of a finger, and was instantly painted into a puddle of foul-smelling liquid, barely retaining a human figure when it was sprinkled on the deck. Muradin himself ate Startled, "What kind of monster is this!" He couldn't help shouting.

Compared with their terrifying appearance, the combat effectiveness of these vrykul undead is mediocre. After all, they are almost rotten to the bone. Two or three well-trained Lordaeron soldiers can deal with one without injury.

But their numbers are seemingly endless.

Wave after wave of undead climbed onto the ship, and the putrid liquid produced after being killed had a considerable corrosion effect on the hull. Although ordinary soldiers can still handle it now, this is obviously a bad situation. Ai Sachs knew he had to make a move.

He stretched out his left hand, and made a false grip on a vrykul undead that had just emerged from the sea. The monster's body suddenly froze, and a thin layer of crystal-like holy light would He wrapped himself up, and then erupted suddenly. The dazzling and scorching light spread around the undead, turning a large wave of vrykul spirits around it into nothingness, even those in the deep water were not spared.

Even the thick fog became much thinner under the strong light.

Holy light prism, this is a small method after mastering the crystallized holy light. The main principle is to turn a certain target into a prism, refracting powerful holy power to the surroundings, which is useful when dealing with a large number of relatively weak enemies. Very impressive effect.

Isaacs did the same, and several more prisms of holy light appeared one after another. The fog completely dissipated, and most of the vrykul's undead souls were lost. The rest dived into the deeper seabed and never appeared again.

"Amazing, kid!" Muradin yelled strangely.

Isaacs made a modest gesture towards Muradin, "Go ahead." He said to Admiral Barry, as if he couldn't see the admired eyes of the soldiers.

What followed was unexpectedly smooth, without any further attacks, and even the natural port that should have landed forcibly had no defensive force, and there were no undead except for a few wandering spider demons.

"Could it be that the underwater undead we encountered before were just a coincidence? Because we entered that area by mistake?" Admiral Barry immediately realized, "It seems that the natural disaster did not expect our arrival at all!"

Isaacs nodded. There must be hidden Cultists of the Damned in Lordaeron delivering news for the Scourge, but the Northern Expedition was too fast, and they obviously had no time to react.

This is of course what Isaacs did on purpose.

"We will build the fortifications immediately," he said.

The two main warships sailed directly into this natural port, anchored, and turned themselves into a fixed giant fortress. Well-trained soldiers quickly landed, looked at the trees nearby, collected stones, and began to build the prototype of a fortress.

A Draenei priest came out of the cabin. Her skin, height, racial characteristics, and appearance were so outstanding that she attracted most of the attention as soon as she appeared.

"Please, Elidey," said Isaacs.

Ever since she found out that Isaacs was actually a philandering radish, Elidie has been ignoring him. Of course, the young priest thinks that her attitude is purely to feel wronged for her best friend. After all, in her opinion, Kay Laris is close to agreeing with her body, but suddenly discovers the true face of a certain villain.

However, Elidie would not play petty temper on this kind of occasion. She walked to an open space, raised her staff, and a strange, space-fluctuating light shone, and then quickly expanded outwards. Ten seconds later, a huge semi-suspended crystal was formed.

This is a Protos crystal, a Protos crystal made by Azerite. Lordaeron's priests haven't been trained on summoning crystals at this time, so they can only trouble Elidie temporarily.

The girl priest summoned three times in succession. The three crystals formed three points of a triangle. Since Azerite was used as the raw material, these crystals appeared sky blue with some golden threads mixed in.

As soon as the crystal appeared, it began to operate again, and the light of Zheyue shone, and four huge war machines appeared around each crystal.

The Punisher and the Immortal, these two giant metal constructs shined brilliantly in the Battle of Quel'Thalas, and could even confront the Burning Legion's fel cannon, but with such powerful weapons, Lordan Lun's ships have not changed much. Although there are a few magical warships, most of them are equipped with steam turbines, and there are even many sailboats.As a result, even the largest transport ship can only transport three Punishers at a time, after all, it is a real big iron lump.

This is the disharmony caused by the rapid development of science and technology in a certain aspect, but fortunately, there is now a crossover technology.

"Your Highness, we have the latest news." Admiral Barry hurried to Isaacs and said.

This news came from those two floating warships, the Alliance Banner and the Wrath of Menethil. The Hyperion is currently being upgraded and rebuilt, but these two close relatives of the floating battleships under construction have officially entered service, and have just been Isaacs sent to reconnaissance and patrol, but he didn't expect to get results so soon.

"What did they find?" Isaacs asked briefly.

"Dragon." The admiral also replied succinctly: "The Union Banner sailed eastward, and then found a group of dragons fighting each other, which were blue dragons and... bone dragons."

(End of this chapter)