Captain Jack of Azeroth

Chapter 101: Vrykul Undead
The trolls looked at the human soldiers around them and were very dissatisfied with the commander's arrangement. In their eyes, humans were nothing more than food.

However, when the tall Vikus undead appeared in their sight, they understood the reason.

"Enemy attack——"

The trolls moved quickly, looking well-trained. Frost trolls are the most brutal and combat-capable of all trolls. Although they may lack intelligence, they are indeed the best soldiers.

Soon, they reached the defensive position. The garrison officer looked at the human soldiers with contempt, "Let these savages see how we fight."

Trolls have always been synonymous with barbarism, but now they call humans savages, which shows how miserable humans are now.

The undead began to attack, and after they captured the human refuge, their numbers increased. Together with the troops that the Lich King had mobilized from other places, there were almost tens of thousands of them. Together with hundreds of Vrykul undead, it looked very intimidating. The defenders of Sebhalak only had more than 200 people, and they looked weak, but the trolls were full of confidence and believed that they could definitely repel the undead's attack.

Jack was also happy about this. He waved his hand and took a few soldiers carrying magic packages to the furnace in the city.

The soldiers took out pieces of metal ingots from the magic package, and Jack used the furnace to smelt them and made a cannon barrel. Then he made the remaining parts, installed them, and waved his hand for the soldiers to push them over.

When they pushed the cannon over, the troll soldiers were frantically resisting the attacks of the undead. They never expected that the undead would rush up like a tide, and when one died, another one would rush up.

Soon, the troll soldiers suffered casualties, and gaps appeared in their defensive positions, making them precarious.

A few dozen yards away, there were several necromancers who were casting necromancy spells to pull up the dead undead and trolls and join the battle.

Faced with such an enemy, even the brave troll soldiers couldn't help but have doubts.

Can we defeat these corpses?
The garrison officer also noticed this. When he saw Jack coming back, he immediately came over angrily and said, "The commander asked you to help us defend. What have you been doing?"

Jack smiled and said, "I gave you some combat advice, but you didn't listen."

The garrison commander said unhappily, "Can we defeat the undead just by listening to you? They are simply impossible to kill."

"You can't kill them!"

Jack waved to the human soldiers and said, "Go set up obstacles and minimize the casualties of the troll soldiers."

"Yes!" The human soldiers returned to the town, collected a large number of wooden tables and moved them to the front line to set up obstacles. Only a gap as wide as one person was left to reduce the attack area of ​​the undead. They stood behind the tables and besieged the undead that entered together, which immediately reduced the defense pressure.

Although the garrison officer was reluctant to admit it, he still copied the human soldier's operation. The effect was immediate, and the defense of the entire front line became smooth.

At the same time, Jack adjusted the direction of the cannon, aimed at the necromancers, took out a shell from the magic package and stuffed it in.

"boom--"

The shells flew over the undead army, blasting the necromancers to pieces. Their souls flew into the lanterns, and the mission progress increased by more than twenty points.

Once the necromancer died, the dead souls no longer resurrected, and the corpses of the trolls no longer rose. The garrison officer looked at Jack deeply, "How did you do it?"

Jack: "This is engineering, you don't understand."

The garrison officer was a little unhappy, but he didn't say anything. Now he still needed Jack to kill the undead, so he could tolerate him temporarily. Jack adjusted the direction of the gun barrel, adjusted the shooting angle, and continued to fire.

More than a dozen necromancers were killed in the explosion, and after more than forty necromancers were killed in succession, the Lich King no longer sent out necromancers in groups. He directly mobilized the Vrykul undead to join the attack sequence.

But those Vikus undead are getting closer and closer, and if they don't have a way to stop them, it will be difficult for them to defend Sebhalak.

At that moment, the sound of cannon fire rang out. A shell hit the Vrykul right in the forehead, blowing his head to pieces.

The powerful soul of the Vikus increased the progress of one quest. But Jack was not satisfied. If the necromancer had been hit by this magic shell, it would have increased the progress of 30 or 40 quests. It was a big loss.

However, these Vrykul undead must be eliminated, otherwise the trolls will not be able to defend Sebharak. Once Sebharak is lost, the trolls and humans will be passive and can only retreat to Drak'Tharon Fortress and Silverstream Refuge.

A place that is defended too long will eventually be lost. Even if the shelter can temporarily repel the attack of the undead with artillery, it will eventually be conquered by the undead.

So, before coming, Jack made hundreds of magic shells to clear out the Viking undead.

While the Lich King hadn't figured out the key, Jack kept firing, shooting the Vikul undead.

After killing 20 or 30 Vrykul Undead, the Lich King finally reacted. If he sent out the Vrykul Undead in batches, they would only be killed one by one by Jack. So he immediately commanded all the Vrykul Undead to enter the battlefield and attack Sebharak together.

No matter how powerful that cannon is, can it kill all the Vikuls undead?

"They are all out, kill them all quickly."

The garrison officer urged Jack anxiously.

Jack was speechless. "Do you think I'm a god? Don't you believe in the Loa? Why don't you ask for their help?"

The garrison officer was speechless when he heard this. But Jack was right. Even if the Loa came, they would not be a match for so many Vrykul. This has been proven many times in the history of tens of thousands of years. If the Loa could defeat the Vrykul, they would not have stayed in Zul'Drak for ten thousand years.

He looked at the witch doctor beside him, and the witch doctor said in a deep voice: "Saronya will guide us on how to defeat these Vikus."

So he began to pray to Loa.

Saronya responded to him, "I am gathering other Loa to investigate the origin of the Undead Army. If you cannot resist the Undead Army, then retreat to the Dakhsaron Fortress..."

The witch doctor has something to say, MMP, I don’t know if I should say it or not, if he wants to evacuate, what’s the point of praying?

Seeing that the witch doctor did not summon Loa, he spread his hands to the garrison commander and said, "It seems that we can only rely on ourselves."

The garrison officer asked in a deep voice: "What do you have in mind?"

Jack pulled out a bunch of bombs, "I need some death squads to deliver them to the Vikus undead."

(End of this chapter)