Even so, Duque was still very satisfied. Looking at the image of the Gate of Fear through the Magic Eye, Duque's mouth curved into a thick smile.
"Smashing one door is always more convenient than smashing three doors."
The betrayal of the Black Edge Knights confirmed the famous saying, "The strongest fortress is always breached from the inside."
With the Shadow Vault as a base point, Duque unscrupulously teleported over and smashed the Scourge Army's Wizard Tower.
The blizzard that surrounded the entire Icecrown Glacier was not natural. It was a magic fulcrum that the former Lich King, Ner 'zhul, had specially set up on several important elemental veins of the Icecrown Glacier. Relying on the Wizard Tower on these fulcrum, Ner 'zhul's magic could pass through the entire Icecrown Glacier without any hindrance.
The Black Edge Knights had killed the Lich in the Wizard Tower as soon as they betrayed the Lich. Duque had only gone over to clean up the mess.
The entire Icecrown Glacier had a total of seven fulcrum points, with the evil Malekaris Castle as the center, forming a hexagram.
It did not mean that the hexagram would become a pentagram by itself if one of its corners was removed. That kind of unbalanced collapse was the most fatal. Duque estimated that as long as his magic network completed its invasion of the Shadow Vault and took root here, the power of the blizzard around the Icecrown Glacier would be reduced by at least 50%.
The difference between the original cannonballs that could not fly in and the largest flying battleships could fly in was like heaven and earth.
Because of this, Darian's surrender was very precious.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Allied Forces surrounded the Icecrown Glacier from all sides. The Black Edge Knights were in the northwest, the Crusader Trial Arena was in the northeast, the Dalajan Army was in the southeast, and the Winter Lake Fortress where the Alkavon Treasury was located was in the southwest.
In January, Duque let Naxxramas launch a surprise attack and directly took down the Balagard Fortress in the west of the Icecrown Glacier.
In the second half of this winter, the Scourge Army and the Allied Forces were in a state of tug-of-war. Arthas, who was unwilling to give up, launched a dozen large-scale attacks of millions of bones and three large-scale attacks of five million bones. From the remains of small animals like wild rabbits to the gigantic mammoth zombies and bone dragons, it was simply overwhelming.
The price the Allied Forces paid for the attacks of five million bones was an average of 35,000 deaths per battle, as well as the destruction of more than a thousand tanks and heavy artillery.
This was after the coalition army had used a large number of modern cannons to resist the Calamity Army's corpse sea tactic. Otherwise, it would not be surprising if the casualties were doubled.
The number of casualties made Duque and Sal look quite bad.
Duque was worried because of the astronomical military expenditure.
Sal was angry because of the loss of human life. It couldn't be helped. The Alliance Army was developing towards diversity. The most basic close-combat sword-and-shield soldiers were the fewest. With the addition of the Horde, when it came to infantry battles, the main force would definitely be the Orc infantry.
The only thing that could comfort Sal was that the weapons provided by the Alliance were quite sophisticated.
They were all steel weapons that had been blessed by the Holy Light. Their strength and tenacity were praiseworthy, much better than the ones produced by the tribe. Moreover, the Alliance promised that the Horde could take these weapons with them after this battle. Even the weapons used by the dead could be sent back to Kalimdor's relatives as relics.
This kind of kindness won the unanimous praise of the Horde Expeditionary Army.
It wasn't that there were no regrets.
The remains of the dead couldn't be carried away. They had to be cremated on the spot, which conflicted with the traditional Orc Shaman doctrine. But there was no other way. It wasn't safe to sprinkle holy water on the corpses. As long as the Lich's dark magic smashed over, when the power of darkness surpassed the light, the corpses would still come back to life.
But at least they managed to withstand it.
Throughout the winter, the Alliance's factories didn't stop working, maintaining a three-shift state to produce arms and military supplies.
At the most critical time, even Duque had to use the magic of the Magic Net to open fixed portals in order to transport the wounded to the rear and transport the most scarce ammunition to the front lines.
Time entered March 26 of the Dark Portal.
The characteristics of Northrend as a polar continent, coupled with the high altitude of the Icecrown Glacier plateau, meant that there wouldn't be any spring flowers blooming here.
Just the temperature went from a few degrees below zero to a few degrees below zero. This was spring.
Without the cover of the winter snowstorm, Arthas finally restrained his arrogance. The Scourge Army almost completely retreated, only staying in the Icecrown Glacier area.
In Naxxramas, in the alliance meeting hosted by Duque, all the big shots either sent someone to attend or sent a magic message.
"The time to attack the Icecrown Glacier has come," Duque declared at the beginning of the meeting.
"Why not wait until summer? Although it's spring now, the cold will still weaken the power of the Red Dragon Army's Draconic Breath. "
Duque said in a deep voice, "We can't wait anymore! Recently, I've detected many teleportation portals. Arthas must have sent a large number of low-level Liches out, probably to collect corpses. If we wait too long, I'm afraid we'll be surrounded in Northrend. Even if we can hold on, it'll put a lot of pressure on the logistics. By June, we can either reduce the number of troops by 200,000, or the entire Northern Expedition Coalition Army will starve and only be half-full every day. "
In Northrend, after continuous replenishment, the Alliance and Horde had a total of 500,000 troops. With so many people eating, drinking, and the corresponding military supplies, if it weren't for Duque, the super internal affairs officer with the system elf, just the logistics deployment would probably make the thousand-man logistics headquarters go crazy.
After all, not counting the summary and judgment, there were already more than 3,000 logistics officers carrying out logistics work. And that didn't include the non-military logistics personnel.
Fortunately, as early as the Battle of Mount Hyjal, the Alliance began to focus on training logistics personnel for cross-sea warfare. Only then did they barely have enough logistics officers.
In fact, the merchant ships of the Marcus Family, Kurtiras, and Alterac Family, apart from the necessary regular trade ships, had all been called up to supply Northrend.
But it was still not enough.
"Alright. Let's fight! "Saar sighed. Losing 100,000 soldiers in one winter would be a huge blow to the Horde that had just arrived at Kalimdor. Even with Draenor's Beastmen, 100,000 young and strong Beastman Warriors was still not a small loss.
"It'd be good if there were more troops, at least the attack could be formed in batches," Magni muttered.
Saar suddenly thought of something. "Yes, the Horde's Forsaken … Anastrian said they're willing to fight."
"Hmm?" Duque's eyes suddenly lit up.
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