Heroes of Might and Magic: Grand Consul

Chapter 211 The Fall of the North
After equipping Ouling with ranged units, Sumu mobilized a large army to prepare for a northward march.

Recently, Leven's troops seem to have reduced their movements and are gradually gathering towards Frosthold.

After all, no one is a fool. With the support troops wiped out, no noble dared to march easily anymore.

Levin Farrell's advanced reconnaissance skills are so strong that no force entering the North can escape his notice. Any slight movement will be met with his troop annihilation, making it very difficult to provide support.

Su Mu didn't want to deal with that idiot Rhodes, but he still had to put some pressure on the Isidore forces. Otherwise, if the enemy was too relaxed and could make their plans at will, they would be difficult to deal with when the battle actually started.

“Olling, take your troops to the border and show them what you’ve got. There’s no need for a full-scale attack. If you see them gathering troops, retreat. I’ll handle the rest.”

Learning from the previous lesson, Ivan remained at Bear Fortress, adopting a wait-and-see approach. Although there was no movement at the ancient ruins, Sumu still ordered Wayne to thoroughly investigate, and with a large army stationed there, ensured absolute safety.

Sumu now strongly suspects that the ancient ruins obtained intelligence from Isidore, which is why they were able to find out the situation in the North so thoroughly, even knowing exactly where each unit was and what they were doing.

Even if it wasn't a secret collaboration between the Bulwark faction and the Ancient Ruins, it must have been infiltrated by the undead who obtained the intelligence.

Previously, there might not have been a good solution, but now with Liliana, there is a choice.

What does Isildur's attack on the human army have to do with the undead?

You wanted to use the ancient ruins to put pressure on the castle? Try getting attacked and devoured by the undead army, and see if you can still sit back and watch the tigers fight.

Orling was ordered to head north with his ballistae and ranged troops, preparing to probe Isidore's army to the south.

However, upon reaching the border, after firing several rounds of crossbow bolts, they discovered that the enemy was fleeing in panic, not daring to organize a defense. They had initially considered using the same tactic of luring the enemy deeper into their territory as before, but seeing the centaur army's chaotic rout, it didn't seem like a plan.

"Damn it! Isildur has withdrawn his troops!"

If Aesir did not deploy a large army in the south, then the location of their troops is self-evident.

……

The weather is clear today, and Frost Fortress is on guard as usual.

It was no surprise that Isildur's army dispatched regular troops to attack the city.

In the past few days, heroes have been suggesting to Rhodes that troops be sent out of the city to repair the towers and replenish the defensive facilities during the lull in the war.

But Rhodes, fearing the loss of troops, forbade his soldiers from going out and ordered them to simply guard the Frost Fortress.

Having held out for so many days and seeing the Isildur forces utterly ineffective, Rhodes had grown somewhat confident, thinking that Leven Farrell was nothing special after all. He heard that the Emerald City's army had arrived in the valley to reinforce them and successfully repelled the enemy.

Congress sent him a message that if he held out for a while longer, another powerful army would come to support the North, which made Rhodes somewhat relieved.

Looking at the slowly gathering Frost Treants outside the city, Rhodes was unconcerned: "These little tricks again. Can't Leven Farrell come up with some new tricks? Frost Fortress has enough arrows to last another 100 years. I'd like to see how many more men he can send to their deaths!"

Arrange archers to climb the city walls and begin the defense of the city once again.

Marquis Carson looked at the troops outside the city and realized something was wrong: "The enemy seems to outnumber us this time! No, Isildur is about to launch a general offensive!"

"Woo!"

The vast sound of horns echoed across the land, and the snowdrifts that had accumulated for thousands of years on the mountain peaks collapsed one after another. Countless silver Pegasus stars shuttled through the clouds, and a dark mass blocked out the sun.

Looking down at the ground, the Frost Treant accelerated its movement, taking advantage of the avalanche in the mountains. Its speed was extremely fast, and it rushed to the outside of the city wall in the blink of an eye.

[Special Magic (Level 4): Creates an avalanche or water flow, advancing the selected unit a certain distance forward and granting them a Frost Shield of (Curse Power*3), capable of blocking corresponding physical damage.]

"Swordsmen of the Raging Waves! Form ranks and attack!"

Although Marquis Carson had assembled his army of swordsmen as quickly as possible, he was still a little slow.

Snowflakes were falling in front of the city. The Frost Treants had disappeared, and more than 1000 Treants entered the city to launch an attack.

After the teleportation was activated, a magic circle was immediately set up within the city, and a beam of void light enveloped the entire city, preventing the opponent from continuing to cast spatial magic.

"That idiot Medea let so many people in from the other side!"

Seeing so many treants, Rhode panicked. The magic circle that imprisoned the void was actually meant to trap the enemy in place, allowing for a concentrated attack with superior forces. It was Rhode's strategy, but now, actually on the battlefield, he was completely disoriented. Thousands of Floodwave swordsmen surrounded the Frost Treants, engaging in fierce hand-to-hand combat, while the knight army answered the call and charged towards the treants.

However, after losing Earl Campbell, the North lacked a suitable knight commander. Normally, the strength of the level 6 troops was enough to crush everything, but in such a crucial battle, the shortcomings of the cavalry became apparent.

"Marcel is a complete waste. He couldn't even kill the tree people with his cavalry. I trusted him so much and entrusted him with the entire cavalry army. I must replace him after the war!"

In fact, no hero in the North can easily shake the Treants enhanced by Leven Farrell. The cavalry legion already has the highest firepower, but it is deeply entangled in the frost path and tree roots, which greatly slows down its speed and restricts the cavalry's signature skills.

The Hongbo Swordsmen are currently the strongest melee fighters, but Marquis Carson is far inferior to Levin and can only barely hold on.

Once the Frost Tree People had established themselves in the city, the wood-sap carts outside began a relentless bombardment, and constant earthquakes were destroying the city walls.

The silver Pegasus stars from the sky also arrived at the battlefield, descending from the sky to approach the archers, surrounding the castle's ranged units and preventing them from firing.

The satellite towers of Frost Fortress have now been destroyed, rendering them ineffective in preventing flying units from approaching. Once the Silver Pegasus Star gets close, it can withstand several waves of damage before landing on the walls.

Isildur also has a corresponding hero who casts an atmospheric shield to protect the many Silver Pegasus Stars.

The Northern nobles dispelled the enemy's status quo in time, but the Silver Pegasus was too fast, crossing the city walls in the blink of an eye, and the general was inside the Frost Fortress.

"Quickly! Call for reinforcements! Get Sumu and the nobles from the North to come and help!"

Rhodes shouted at the top of his lungs, but the battlefield was in chaos and no one paid any attention to him.

Everywhere was filled with fighting and roars. The most primitive battle of attack and defense unfolded in Frost Fortress. Even though the human heroes were somewhat inferior in attributes, they were not afraid and still fought on the front line, causing great casualties.

The battle raged for several hours, dwindling from a force of thousands to less than a few hundred, and the heroes' magic was completely exhausted.

Rhodes retrieved the Frozen Heart, a family heirloom of the Salim family, to fend off the attacks of the water elementals and barely withstand the onslaught of the Frost Treants. However, Isildur's forces were too numerous; ordinary silver pegasus joined the battle, and yet another wave of Frost Treants teleported in.

The magic circle has lost its effectiveness after being worn down over a long period of time.

Frosthold lived up to its reputation as a formidable fortress; the bombardment had left huge craters everywhere, and the ground had only been breached. The dwarves desperately tried to squeeze in, but most of them perished in the moat.

However, Isildur's troops were in high spirits and charged at Frost Fortress with reckless abandon, and it seemed they were about to breach the city.

"Kill! Kill for me!"

"Don't back down! We can hold Frosthold!"

No one listens to Rhodes anymore. The troops now only obey their direct commanders. The war of attrition has caused heavy losses to the castle soldiers, and some are unable to hold on.

Medea teleported to Rhodes' side, grabbed his collar, and warned, "Frost Fortress can't be held anymore, we have to leave!"

Upon seeing the number of Isildur's troops, Medea knew that the enemy must have planned this all along, amassed their forces, and launched a full-scale attack using teleportation, making it impossible to defend against.

"I won't leave! I am the King of the North, and Frosthold still stands!"

"You witch! The Cult of the Void never genuinely wanted to help me from the beginning; they were just using me!"

On the verge of collapse, Rhodes finally spoke his mind, and Medea released him, staring coldly at the Duke of the North: "I won't coax you like a child. We're just using each other. Saying you're helping is hypocritical!"
"You only get one chance. If you don't leave and are captured by Isildur, I don't need to tell you what will happen to you!"

Rhodes finally calmed down. He turned to look at the mountains of corpses piled up in the city and began to tremble involuntarily.

If captured by Leven, he would probably suffer a fate worse than death.

"Go! Take me with you! Don't abandon me."

"The North still has the Frozen Wall, Winterfell still has troops, and Congress has promised support. As long as we don't die, we can still fight back!"

Seeing that Rhodes had finally figured it out, Medea grabbed him and used a stargate to teleport him into the distance.

When the human soldiers saw the Duke flee alone, their morale plummeted, and they all deserted.

Isildor brandished his butcher's knife, relentlessly hunting down the deserters. The entire Frost Fortress was piled high with human corpses, and blood flowed like a river.

At this point, Frost Fortress had completely fallen!
(End of this chapter)