Not only Duque, but the eyes of the other Alliance bigwigs also lit up.
The factors involved were complicated.
Back then, the Forsaken led by Anastrian established a kingdom in Lordaeron and almost established the Undercity, which left a deep psychological scar on the people and elves of Lordaeron.
If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't spare their hands, perhaps the Alliance would have hunted them down long ago. There wouldn't have been a new Undercity in Winterspring, and they wouldn't have found a chance to join the tribe.
On the other hand, the Undying's thugs were actually quite useful.
The Undying, who didn't need food or supplies, and didn't fear the cold, could be said to be the best cannon fodder. For example, the activity of the Black Blade Knights in the winter left a deep impression on the Alliance bigwigs.
From a commander's point of view, sometimes they wished that their subordinates were all obedient and powerful Death Knights.
On the other hand, the Alliance wouldn't feel the pinch no matter how many people died in the tribe.
If Anastrian was really willing to allow the few Forsaken to join the battle, it would be a useful addition no matter what.
In fact, Sal was also tempted by the Sun King's proposal. For a while, Sal almost thought that the Forsaken were going to betray the tribe. After urging him a few times, the Sun King was finally willing to send out 50,000 Forsaken.
Sal had seen the quality of this batch of soldiers.
Very few were Beastmen, and they were basically the corpses of humans and elves. As for the source, Sal didn't care. Anyway, the Alliance didn't protest, so Sal pretended not to see it.
This was also the mentality of digging up one's ancestral grave, and it didn't matter how many bones came.
In the end, the 50,000 Forsaken went out to fight. In addition to the most elite high-grade alchemists and magic researchers, as well as some elites guarding Winterspring. It was no exaggeration to say that Anastrian pulled in all the old ones.
In the northwest of the Crystalsong Forest, Duque saw the Sun King and couldn't help but tease him: "Yo, Anastrian! You're really willing! "
"The Forsaken belong to the tribe, and we are all loyal to the great chief. Since it's the great chief's call, we will obey. Now that the tribe and the alliance are allies, Sir Marcus won't order your subordinates to attack your allies, right? "
Since it was a dead face, there was no expression to speak of. No one could read Anastrian's thoughts from his fiery eyes.
"Ha! You sure know how to talk! Don't worry, the Alliance will never attack our allies. Not in the past, not now, and definitely not in the future! " Of course, Duque dared to say this out loud. However, Duque changed the topic. "That's right, I always feel that you're a guy who won't get up early without benefits. Why are you willing to bet almost all of the Forgotten Ones?"
In the face of Duque's questioning, the Sun King was not annoyed.
In his deep and dark eye sockets, his fiery eyes moved to the right and looked at Darian. "The Alliance can accept death knights, so why can't the Forsaken of the Horde accept their undead compatriots who are freed from the bondage of the Lich King?"
His words sounded quite reasonable.
The Alliance leaders all had expressions on their faces.
Although the Scourge Army was the enemy of the world, the Forsaken could use war to sustain war if they operated well.
Compared to Arthas's brutal double enslavement of the mind and soul, the 'freedom' of the Forsaken was, of course, more attractive to the undead freed from slavery.
Perhaps, if the boss of the Black Blade Knights was not Darian Mograine, but a former Horde Orc chief, perhaps the Black Blade Knights, which had thousands of high-level Death Knights, would have been taken advantage of by the Horde.
Duque, and only Duque, looked at Anastrian with eyes full of ridicule.
This kind of look that seemed to see through everything made the Sun King very uncomfortable.
He said in a bureaucratic tone, "Your Excellency Supreme Commander Marcus, the Forsaken Army is preparing to attack. Do you have any additional instructions?"
Duque smiled. "No! I'm eager to see the active figures of the Forsaken on the battlefield. "
"You'll see it." With that, the Sun King turned around and left.
At nine o 'clock in the morning on March 15, Year 26 of the Dark Portal, the allied forces formed by the Alliance, the Horde, and the Sleeping Dragon launched an attack on the Icecrown Glacier from six directions at the same time.
The first to fire the cannon was the Balagard Fortress on the high mountain to the west of the Icecrown Glacier. After the Alliance captured this place, they used the mobility of the floating fortress, their overwhelming military strength, and their advantage in top-level combat power to take down the Kurgala Fortress, which was further east.
Then, they used half of the winter to strengthen the two fortresses and the fortress, installing more than 500 modern cannons on them, the smallest of which had a diameter of 203mm.
At nine o 'clock, together with a total of 2000 cannons on Naxxramas, they poured artillery shells on the Gate of Fear, Kaleisa, in the east, and the Dark Cathedral in the southeast.
In just three hours, more than 50,000 artillery shells of various sizes were fired. Although they were unable to destroy the fortress-level ice shield, as well as the Gate of Fear, which was a full 30 meters thick and 100 meters tall, they successfully flattened most of the Dark Cathedral, which nurtured Dark Wizards. The huge dome was directly blown up.
The Wintergrasp Lake Fortress in the southwest was quiet. The Alliance would not attack from this side. After all, although the Icecrown Fortress was to the northeast of Wintergrasp Lake. Only an idiot would choose to attack a fortress on a high mountain that was more than a thousand meters higher than Wintergrasp Lake from a place with an elevation of 70 degrees.
The real battle was on the southeastern side of the Crystal Song Forest. The first to attack was the Dalajan.
The Dalajan, personally led by Kael 'thas, did not directly take the brunt of the Scourge Army's anti-air artillery. After all, the Dalajan was first the capital of an Alliance Kingdom, then a Holy Land of Magic, and finally a fortress. It was completely different from a floating fortress like Naxxramas, which specialized in flying around the world to cause trouble.
The Dalajan's Mage Tower was enough to make the Mages' hearts ache for a long time if any one of them was destroyed.
Therefore, the Dalajan's role this time was to support.
It flew to an altitude of three thousand meters, and then … poured mud down.
Yes! It was filling up the river!
The Icecrown Glacier's defense line was at the most gentle mountain pass, which happened to be the source of the River of Weakness.
Tens of thousands of tons of mud were poured down, and in just an hour, the source of the River of Weakness was completely filled up.
Almost at the same time that the river was filled up, the Dalajan began to descend and pour magic cannons at the [Iron Wall Dam], which guarded the mountain pass.
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