The battle reports from the past few days made the leaders of the Alliance feel gratified and fortunate.
The Scourge Troop was never a dish that could be easily eaten.
On the contrary, the Scourge Army that withdrew most of the Undead to the Icecrown Glacier was quite terrifying.
An army of hundreds of thousands of survivors was already a huge pressure on the logistics department. It would not be an exaggeration to say that they were under immense pressure. After all, almost all of their supplies came from the Eastern Kingdom. In terms of food, if it weren't for Rotterdam and Alterac that had become mass production areas again, Stormwind alone would definitely not be able to support such a terrifying amount of logistics.
However, the Doomsday Army was simply cheating.
The soldiers didn't need to eat, drink, defecate, or even sleep. Any ice cave or crack could be a hideout as long as there was a path for the Undying Soldiers to climb out.
After killing the living, he cast a dark spell and immediately replenished the dead.
Soldiers turned into soldiers, Mages turned into Liches, Paladins turned into Death Knights.
It was the same for puppets like the Gargoyles. As long as they still had Mana and a workshop, they would be able to kill ten thousand of them today and ten thousand more in a week.
In the worst case scenario, there would be more and more fights every minute.
What about the allied forces?
A warrior, even a human with the shortest lifespan, would need at least 16 years to produce a soldier. Not to mention the elves, dwarves, and gnomes with lower fertility rates and longer lifespans. Even after the Second Battle of the Door of Darkness, the races had encouraged reproduction, but they still had to grow up!
Once upon a time, the Alliance was very confused about Duque secretly taking in the Qiraji insect people, and was even a little unhappy. After all, the Qiraj insect people affected the appearance of the city, and their level of civilization was quite low.
When the flying insects of the Qiraji insect people replaced the Gryphons and Hippogryphs as consumables in aerial battles, everyone had a completely different feeling.
To some extent, the bugmen were the bane of the Scourge Army.
Their completely different physiological structure allowed the Bugmen to basically ignore the plague of the Scourge Army. At least, the plague that targeted the Bugmen had yet to be developed.
The bugmen were not picky with their food. As long as it was meat, it was fine.
Duque tried to order the insects to eat the flesh of the Abomination, but he found that the Qiraji insect people were completely fine. He really didn't know what kind of modifications C 'Thun had done to them in the past to make them almost immune to poison.
Then there was aerial combat.
Aerial battles had always been cruel. Often, life and death would be decided in an instant in the sky, whether it was prepared or unprepared.
Either the gargoyle was chopped into pieces, or the flying insect was killed and fell to the ground.
When the Bugmen fell to the ground, they would often be smashed into pieces. Even if the Scourge Army wanted to resurrect, they would only be able to resurrect a pile of trash with no combat power.
In the past, he didn't know that the Qiraji insect people's hard but not flexible limbs would have miraculous effects. From the looks of it now, the bugmen were a bit like suicide bombers. If they could not kill the enemy, they would destroy them cleanly, leaving no way out for the enemy.
For a long time to come, Duque still needed the Bugmen to wear down the Gargoyles.
In the past, the Alliance had used their powerful air force to destroy the insect swarm, but it had been very difficult to destroy the gargoyle army. At the end of the day, the Gargoyle's defense was higher, and a 40mm Bofors cannon couldn't kill it. However, once the Qiraj bug men with low defense hit their bodies, they were basically dead.
However, in aerial combat, two bugmen would be able to kill one gargoyle at the risk of their lives.
The bugmen didn't even need money, and even if they all died, their morale wouldn't be affected. Even the bug race themselves didn't care.
"Phew! The bugmen are really useful, but it's a bit harmful to the environment. "Duque smiled bitterly.
However, it wasn't the Alliance's territory, so who would care?
Perhaps in the future, the Alliance and the Horde would be stationed here, but at least not now.
The tragic war of attrition lasted from March to May.
Regardless of whether Arthas admitted it or not, the Scourge Army was still declining.
Originally, there were millions of undying attacking every day, but it became one attack every few days.
Meanwhile, the Alliance fought steadily, advancing the trenches and artillery positions step by step. Everywhere they went, they would ask Alkavon to help solidify the ground. Even the Spider Demons couldn't sneak attack through the ground.
No, in fact, there was one time when Arthas did gather a large number of Spider Demons and prepared to forcefully dig a huge tunnel to the rear of the Alliance to destroy the Alliance's supplies there.
Unfortunately, this group of miserable Spider Demons encountered the [Oro's Children] that Duque had specially transferred from Silithus. These Spider Demons were nothing in front of the bigger bugs, who were even more formidable!
This kind of stable battle strategy left Arthas at his wit's end.
On the 3rd of May, Arthas' control was only left in the southwestern part of the Icecrown Glacier. There were only three important places left in the periphery: the Dark Cathedral, the Door of Fear, Kaleisa, and the Evil Castle of Marekaris.
On the Ice Throne, Arthas looked down at the two powerful existences, one big and one small, who were emitting demigod energy waves. Finally, his cold voice came from under the black helmet. "Do you have any opinions about the recent situation of the Scourge Army?"
"Let me fight with Duke Marcus again. As long as I can snatch back my Titan Runes …" Malygos said through gritted teeth.
"My opinion is the opposite. I think that we should retreat. There's no point in defending the periphery, and we'll lose the elite Liches and Death Knights of the army. Since the Alliance is going to attack the Icecrown Fortress no matter what, we might as well destroy the enemy's main force in the fortress, "the Sun King said.
In the past, given Arthas's pride, he would definitely not agree.
This was because it would mean that he was backing down and admitting that he, who had many soldiers and generals, would lose the overall situation.
However, he did not object on the spot. Arthas said coldly, "Convince me!"
At this moment, the palm print on the right side of Anastrian's face, which was emitting dark energy, trembled because of the movement of his cheekbones. "It's already very difficult for us to exhaust the Alliance. Our troops lack the ability to break through, and we can't kill many of them. Not to mention replenishing our forces. Moreover, even if we kill Duke Marcus outside the Icecrown Fortress, he has a high chance of resurrection. However, in the Icecrown Fortress, even if he's a demigod, if he dies in front of the Ice Throne, his soul won't be able to return to Planet Azeroth. "
When the Sun King said this, Arthas's eyes lit up.
At this point in the war, there was no such thing as mercy.
If the Alliance couldn't take down the Icecrown Fortress and eliminate Arthas, once they retreated, it wouldn't take more than a few years for the Scourge Army to create an army of over a hundred million Immortals.
There was no way the hundreds of thousands of people in the Allied Army could stay in this barren land forever. Furthermore, apart from Duke and the Dragon Aspect, who else in the Allied Army would dare to guarantee that they would be able to defend against Arthas's assault?
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