There was no need for Duque and the rest to take action personally.
The first wave of the Allied Army's charge had already been launched. Darian Mograine's huge rune sword slashed down, and the Death Knights of the Black Edge Knights charged directly from the west side of the Icecrown Fortress. The steep mountain terrain could not stop the skeletal warhorses under them from leaping over cliffs as if they were walking on flat ground. As long as it was not a 90-degree vertical slope, these undead horses could perform acrobatic moves under the mental control of the man and horse as one.
On the east side, the Silver Hand Knights also launched an attack.
This was because the two gods of the Silver Hand, Gavin Rad and Theon, wanted to join the Hero Squad. This time, the Silver Hand was decisively handed over to the standard second-generation Paladins — led by the two female Paladins, Mara Fordragon and Lena Thunderspear.
For a moment, Duque was a little worried. But then Duque felt relieved. After all, these two were in history with Trajan, and their statues were stored side by side in the Paladin Profession Hall as a memorial.
If not for the fact that there were too many Paladins in the Alliance and that they were too strong, without the two ancient gods holding the fort, these second-generation Paladins would probably have taken over long ago.
Now it seemed that the female Paladins of the Alliance were also very fierce.
The Silver Hand led by the two female Paladins was like a sharp knife cutting through butter, easily destroying the Scourge soldiers who had lost the direct command of the Lich King.
A hammer to the left and a holy seal to the right. Even playing polo was not as satisfying.
Unfortunately, the Alliance Hero Squad could no longer accommodate so many Paladins. In addition to these two, there were also more famous and strong Paladins like Riadeline, Maraad, and Irreal the Hoof.
Well, the Alliance did not have many things, but the Paladin Hero Squad … had a lot of them.
If it were an ordinary profession, the one who would clear the field the fastest would definitely not be the Mage.
But after the Radiant Moon, no one could compare to Pharaoh.
"Oh hahahaha —" In front of the Hero Squad, a dwarf shot out Arcane Impact with his short arms in turn, smashing the Undead blocking the Icecrown Fortress into pieces.
He was Millhouse Mana Storm!
Originally, Duque did not want this guy to join the Hero Squad.
However, not only did this guy recommend himself, but he also said that he wanted to get a spaceship for interstellar travel.
Because of this fellow's erratic personality, Duque would never place him in a position that required a steady personality like guarding the magic formation. However, it would be a waste not to use a peak Radiant Moon Pharaoh, so he might as well use this as an excuse to ask the Draenei on his behalf.
In the end, it was as if this guy was on steroids and had a strong desire to show off.
Of course, he alone would not be able to clear thousands of undead. In front of the hero team, there were two elite teams leading the way. They were the champions of the Alliance and the Horde who had shone in the Crusade.
Sal had made up his mind to preserve his strength, but a group of his subordinates could not hold him back and took the initiative to ask for battle. Duque gave Sal a call. Approved!
"Humph! I've killed eighteen. "
"I have 30!"
"You have the nerve to show off to me after slaughtering the weakest Skeleton? We're just elite monsters. "
Alliance Warrior Sakagar bickered with Horde Warrior Nahok Steelbreaker, his hands not holding back at all. In any case, their main task was to open the way for the Hero Squad, and it was up to them how far they could go.
Seeing them, Duque did not expect Tirion to say with emotion, "It's good to be young."
Duque rolled his eyes. "You can come to me and get [Eternal Life]!"
Tirion was silent.
Duque did not try to persuade him. After all, Anduin Lothar had chosen to end the last of the Arathi royal bloodline through natural death. It was not only to open the way for future generations, but also to set a noble example.
Even though Lothar was not a Paladin, the Paladins had always unconsciously used him and Wuther Lightbringer as role models.
"Sigh! Looks like I'll have to wait until [Return of the Legion] to persuade them. "
People can change, and fate can be changed.
Duque had already done so much and gained so much success. He had to do his best to save this world that could be destroyed at any time.
Walking up the long staircase sandwiched between two high platforms with goat horns, they stepped onto the huge platform that overlooked half of the Icecrown Glacier. Stepping on the ferocious-looking skeleton relief, they looked at the huge corridor that was more than 50 meters tall, and looked at the statues of evil spirits on both sides that emitted violent flags. Everyone in the Hero Squad cast their eyes on the huge vortex at the end of the corridor.
It was a teleportation portal.
Arthas had activated her domain, rendering long-range attacks ineffective and protecting the entire Icecrown Fortress from the attacks of cannons.
However, the real interior of the Icecrown Fortress was behind this teleportation portal that was full of unknown things.
At the entrance, everyone stopped and looked at Duque.
At this moment, other than Jaina and Kael 'thas who were in charge of guarding the seven teleportation points, as well as a group of second-rate Mages like Solarian, it could be said that the strongest people in the Alliance were here. In addition, there was also Lord Howl in his heroic spirit state and Varrock Salufar.
"Let's go! Let's end this! " Duque said calmly. He gently reached out to the teleportation portal and used his demigod power to connect to the already stable teleportation portal.
He was making sure that his group would not be teleported to some unknown place.
Duque did not notice that Theon was tightly gripping the hilt of Ashbringer in his hand …
After a short teleportation, the scene in front of them made the heroes murmur.
Everywhere was filled with an evil icy mist, the bone-chilling floor, the ominous statues that always stared at people, and the huge chandelier that seemed like it could fall at any time and crush people to death …
Everything gave people a feeling of fear and unease, but there were no enemies.
"This is the final battlefield, right? Arthas is not qualified to be the host! Even if there's no 21-gun salute, at least a few skeleton soldiers can come and play grave disco to liven things up! "Gavin Rad whistled frivolously.
This, of course, attracted the chuckles of many heroines.
Only Theon frowned. "Gavin Rad …"
"Alright, alright! Don't take it too seriously. You're just too serious. You're so young, but your hair is already moving upward. "
The veins on Theon's forehead bulged, the cross-shaped veins as obvious as they could be.
One had to know that he was just over fifty, and with a head of slightly orange hair and a full beard, he was considered a handsome man in the Alliance.
On the contrary, although Gavin Rad was a handsome man when he was young, he had the momentum of developing into Mr. Mediterranean. If not for Duque teaching him to tie his hair in a bun, his image would be ruined.
Just as Theon was about to explode, he suddenly remembered and smiled bitterly. "Thanks! Brother! "
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