My Frostmourne can't be so cute

"Everything is going well, Prince Arthas, the enemy has already taken the bait, next..."

A smile appeared on Kanter's face. He could already see that a lot of honor was about to belong to him and the many elite soldiers under his command.

"Let's do it, Arthas, let this fellow Genn see how weak his soldiers are."

King Terenas patted his son on the shoulder, and said with a smile—His Majesty was very happy to be able to defeat his long-standing enemy; however, what made him more gratified was that his heir was far better than Ji Grace Greymane's son is much better, and this is what really valued by people his age.

"I see, father."

Arthas nodded-anyway, the Gilneas kingdom/army that came to the battalion tonight was the greatest line of defense in human history.

...

Tormon led his troops to assemble in the moonlight and lined up on the road between the silver pine forest.

Looking at the wooden fence erected high at the gate of Lordaeron Kingdom/Army Camp, Tormon couldn't help but frowned his brows-he led the night attack with troops and did not carry anything to pull out the wooden fence. tool.

This is of course due to Tormon's lack of commanding experience, but he knows how to make up for this mistake.

"Call me the mages, hurry up!"

Tormon drew the one-handed sword from his waist and whispered to the guards around him.

...

Vereesa was staying on a pine tree—to be precise, a pine tree near the top of the tree.

Maybe it is not easy for ordinary people to climb such pine trees, but Vereesa's body is exceptionally light, so it doesn't take much effort.

Vereesa is responsible for looking at the enemy from this pine tree, and if given the opportunity, she also has the responsibility of sniping the enemy's senior officers.

Standing tall and looking far away, through the moonlight through the woodland and the torches around the camp, Vereesa clearly saw a sudden riot in the dark Gilneas Kingdom/army not far in front, and then the dark shadows. Flashing to both sides, several huge, large carriages with two horses galloped out of the Gilneas Kingdom/Army formation.

"Strange... They came to sneak attack, how could they bring something like a carriage?"

Vereesa muttered to herself, then stepped on the pine branches with her feet, and unwound her Windrunner longbow with both hands.(To be continued.)

765 The Secret in the Carriage

The moment she wanted to loosen the bowstring, Vereesa hesitated again; she was full of curiosity about these carriages, and wanted to see what the Gilneas Kingdom/Army wanted to do.

And the subsequent development did not disappoint Vereesa—soon, the carriages approached the entrance of the Kingdom of Lordaeron/Army camp, and the black curtain covering the carriages was torn from the inside, and a large number of people wearing gray robes The mage appeared in Vereesa's vision.

"Swish swish swish", several fireballs were particularly conspicuous in the night, and flew to the gate of Lordaeron Kingdom/Army camp at an extremely fast speed.

The wooden gate crashed to the ground under the impact of the fireball. At the same time, many fences were ignited by splashing sparks, and the raging flames illuminated the open space in front of the camp.

"attack!"

Tormon waved the one-handed sword in his hand and gave the command to attack.

"Attack! Attack!"

In the noisy sound of commands, the soldiers of the Gilneas Kingdom rushed towards the opened Lordaeron Kingdom/army camp under the urging of commanders at all levels.

"Yeah... this!... um... or this one?"

Vereesa leaned on the top of the pine tree, the bow and arrow in his hand kept turning back and forth between targets, but he was always distressed that there was no way to make up his mind.

Vereesa originally wanted to shoot those horses to death, so that those carriages carrying the wizard would lose the ability to move.

However, Vereesa felt that it was a good choice to directly shoot the mages who were standing densely in the carriage; just when she wanted to shoot the mages, she noticed that the enemy camp was obviously The commander guy.

Just when Vereesa hesitated, the carriages that were pulling the mages had rushed into the kingdom of Lordaeron/army camp; Vereesa was stunned for a moment, looking back and thinking about finding the Gilneas kingdom just now/ When the high-ranking officer in the army found that the opponent's figure had been hidden in the tide of the army.

"Really annoying!"

Vereesa pouted her mouth in distress-originally wanted to grab a big credit, but in the end even the wizards who got it flew away!

There was no way, Vereesa could only choose the nearest officer of the Gilneas Kingdom who seemed to be of considerable status and shot the arrow in his hand.

"Uh!"

Vereesa’s goal fell, however, there was no wave splashing in the Gilneas Kingdom/Army—despite the bright moonlight, in such a large-scale battle, few people would notice that they were getting away from their comrades. I have stepped on it physically-and I am still a living comrade.

...

"Offensive, offensive! Catch their king!"

Tormon led a large number of elite guards and followed the carriages carrying the wizards into the kingdom/army camp of Lordaeron.

This tactic of pulling the wizard with a carriage was thought of by a wizard who was expelled from Dalaran-these Gilnean wizards resented Dalaran for expelling them, so they and Gene Gray Maien hit it off,

Dalaran has never supported wizards to participate in battles between humans or other races. In Dalaran, the proportion of combat wizards is far lower than those who study messy spells.

However, when these mages used their talents to study warfare, the effect was also significant, and they quickly came up with a set of plans for use on the battlefield.

Before, mages were usually the decisive weapons in positional warfare, and they occupied a considerable disadvantage in mobile battles. Of course, mages couldn’t catch up with knights coming and going, and they couldn’t even catch up while casting spells. The soldiers on foot.

However, these mages used a simple method to change this situation-horse-drawn carts.

The mages can cast spells in a slightly bumpy environment, and the carriage also ensures the mobility of these "mobile turrets".

The horse-drawn carriage carried the mages, and the flying fireballs, ice arrows, and arcane missiles tore through the enemy’s defenses. The infantry and knights swarmed on. The winning weapon developed within the research is simple, but effective.

Gene Greymane is very interested in this method-he does not believe that Lordaeron can capture the Greymane Wall of Gilneas, but he also knows that if it is just holding on, then it is just occupying it. It's just a place of defeat.

To gain the upper hand in the battle with an alliance that is ten times larger and ten times more populous than the Kingdom of Gilneas, the army of the Kingdom of Gilneas must be able to defeat opponents in mobile battles.

The plan of the mages gave Gene Greymane hope, so he quickly ordered some special carriages to be built and sent to the front line, waiting for actual combat to test the results.

Fortunately, Tormon used this brand new tactic tonight.

Unfortunately... these wizards have forgotten how weak their bodies are.

...

"Are these mages here to die?"

Sylvanas curled her lips behind the line of defense piled up by a few felled pine tree trunks, and said dismissively.

"I have to admit... they still have a lot of ideas."

Alleria put away her bow and arrow, and shook her head regretfully.

"What's the use of ideas, they are dead..."

Sylvanas mumbled dissatisfiedly, her keen eyes still wandering on the battlefield not far in front, looking for the remaining enemies.