Azeroth’s Death Track

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The Hippogryph's huge wings blew the storm, and the tired creature shrugged its head and stopped behind the frontline positions on Mount Hyjal. General Shandris Feathermoon jumped off his mount and patted the Hippogryph Behind her, a group of supporters also entered the night elves' stronghold for the first time.

There is still a distance from the towering World Tree here, but as long as you look back, you can see the huge plant towering into the sky behind it. It seems to be the legendary Tongtian Tower, with black branches reaching into the sky. New branches are constantly branching out from the ground, like layers of green shade land, finally connecting into one piece, covering the entire city-sized land.

And the city of the night elves is located under the World Tree. In the shade of the World Tree like a hanging forest, dots of elves are constantly swaying around the trunk and leaves. In the dark night, the shimmering light emitted by the tree is like the most eye-catching lighthouse in the Hyjal Mountains.

It's... so tall...

Where have the young orcs seen such a fantastic scenery? They stood there blankly. Thrall couldn't help raising his head, trying to see the top of the World Tree, but he couldn't see it...unless he could grow a pair of Wings to soar the sky.

And the moment the three old orcs entered this position, a special feeling rose in their hearts. They couldn't help but look to the other side. On the mountains shrouded in fel flames, there is a special perception calling them to go there.

It was the militancy and rage surging in the hearts of these old orcs, the feeling of strength pouring out of their bodies when they first drank the devil's blood decades ago, those things that have been tormenting them for more than ten years, The hunger that was planted deep in the soul like a parasite, and the magic blood that made them weak like a drug addiction, seemed to be relieved at this moment.

But that's not a good sign.

It's there!

The irascible Shattered Hand Chief Kargath's breathing became heavy. He looked back at Kilrogg, Deadeye and Fenris. He gritted his teeth and said:

I can feel it, it's there! The demon that gave us the blood...it's calling us.

That's the source of all orc curses!

Fenris pulled out his battle spear from behind, he took a deep breath, and a cold light flashed in his eyes:

We must end it here! End the curse that hangs over the orcs!

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The hunting stick in Kilrogg's hand slammed on the ground covered with moss and weeds, and he said viciously:

Then what are we waiting for? Elves...we are going to this war!

Um?

General Shandris Yuyue, who was talking to the elf commander on the front line, suddenly turned her head and looked at the three old orcs exuding murderous looks. She blinked and asked curiously:

Shouldn't you seek out your warchief Orgrim?

No! If Orgrim were here, he would have made the same decision!

Fenris moved his shoulders like a soldier about to step into battle:

We don't need you to arrange any special tactics, we will enter the battlefield in our own way, and let your soldiers not hinder us!

Boys, follow the elves to find Orgrim, this is our war, don't follow!

After finishing speaking, the three old orcs rushed out of the position with swift movements that were completely inappropriate for their age. They rushed all the way along the edge of the battlefield, and soon disappeared at the forefront of the confrontation between elves and demons. Obviously, they have not yet Arrogant enough to fight head-on among thousands of armies, they want to assassinate the great demon commander at the center of the demon battle array in the form of assassins.

That is... Malornos the Destroyer.

I'm going to help the old men.

Garrosh was about to rush out with his battle axe, but was stopped by Thrall. The young orc looked in the direction where his fathers disappeared, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and after a while, he turned his head to face the three A companion said:

Yorin, you and the elves go to the chief, Garrosh, Dranosh, and the three of us are going to help the old men. Although they didn't say it clearly, I can feel that what they are going to do should be done with the clansmen. The magic blood on the body has something to do with it, this is our unavoidable responsibility, Volkin, you come with us, if nothing can be done, we may need your voodoo help.

The troll shadow hunter Vol'jin nodded. He turned around, took out some weird spell-casting materials from the backpack of the bat mount he was riding on, put them in the leather bag behind him, and gestured to the others OK gesture, after the young orcs got ready, and with an order from Shandris Feather Moon, who took over the command, the three rested elf legions began to quickly head to the front line.

At the same time, Jolin Deadeye and a night elf commander also rode the hippogryph and flew to the night elves' base camp under the World Tree.

At this moment, the frontline position of Mount Hyjal has entered a real deadly battle state, because of the temporary transfer of Miara Sunge, the demons took advantage of the empty front and broke through the first position of Mount Hyjal in one fell swoop , these beasts among the stars seized the best opportunity and completely collapsed the elf legions on both sides of the first front line in just one hour, while the second line of defense was somewhat unprepared. Excellent firepower, the elves fought very hard.

However, the elves occupy the advantage of the terrain. They are the defenders on the upper level of the hillside. And the defense is based on the huge casualties of the night elves.

In just over an hour, the number of soldiers lost by the night elves far exceeded the number of elves who died in battle in Felwood in the past two years, which shows the cruelty of this war.

Buzz, buzz, buzz

The tough and thick bowstrings are constantly shaking, and the unique bird-wing ballistas of the night elves are constantly being wound up. These huge monsters are similar to engineering tanks, and they shoot out the moon-blade blades magnified 5 times at a very high speed. The rotating sharp moon blade is terrifyingly lethal. Any demon standing in front of the blade, whether it is a strong demon guard or a vicious demon dog, will be easily sliced ​​into two pieces.

The corrosive blood and dead demon corpses were almost piled up under the hillside, and a salvo of more than 40 ballistas lined up could often easily repel the crazy raids of the demons, but even In this way, under such a terrible massacre, the number of demons continued unabated, and after the demons broke through the defense line of the bird-wing ballista, the elves could only rely on the huge ancient war tree and transform into giant bears. The feral druids resist the swords cut down by the demons.

The archers of the Sentinels kept shooting deadly arrows, and demons were killed by arrows every second, but the rate of fire of this ancient weapon was still too low to form enough firepower projection to make the demons Stay away from your own lines.

Although the night elves were very brave and almost fearless in encircling the base camp, according to the battle mode of the Dark Blade Legion, the night elves still lacked destructive projectile firepower, and they could not reach the peak in a short time. Eliminate threatening enemies, especially the lack of the terrible damage effect of gunpowder weapons. The linear damage of a bomb is certainly not as good as the ancient and powerful bird-wing ballista, but when it explodes in a dense formation of demons, the battle results are definitely Much stronger than the Birdwing Ballista.

The most important thing is that bombs are cheap one-time items, while the use of a bird wing ballista means the disappearance of a firepower point.

And anyone who has an understanding of war knows that the most direct consequence of the lack of firepower is that the brave soldiers have to rely on their fragile bodies to fight against the arrogant and powerful demons who are not afraid of death at all. It is an extreme test of the warrior's courage. One side will die, be injured, and suffer pain, while the other side is full of destruction. Being injured will only make them more aggressive, and even if they die, their souls can return to the Twisting Void. The final result of the army duel must be self-evident.

This is also the most important reason why the Burning Legion is invincible... The demons are not afraid of sacrifice. They can destroy everything with the most terrifying quantitative battles, but their opponents can't. The first to collapse when fighting the demon legion is the mortal warriors The will of the mortal legion can be demoralized as quickly as the most horrific contagion, and when warriors fear to fight, shameful defeat is the only outcome they can expect.

Not to mention... When facing the elven civilization, the demons even have an advantage in military technology... Their fel cannons may not be as crazy as the number of cannons of the Dark Blade Legion, but they are definitely better than the night elves' birds Winged Ballista is much more.

Boom boom boom boom

Amidst Mannoroth the Destroyer's wild laughter, the phalanx of fel cannons of the Burning Legion burst into flames. After recharging, with extremely destructive energy, when shells mixed with evil energy cores are thrown into the opponent's camp like a storm, anyone will feel the horror of these weird artillery.

The night elves should be thankful that thanks to the fact that the World Tree is rooted here, the space barrier here is very stable. Otherwise, what they have to face is very likely to have fel battleships belonging to the Burning Legion. At the level of civilization, those terrifying battleships with large-caliber annihilation cannons are almost synonymous with indestructibility.

The landing point of this salvo of fel cannons was very treacherous. The roaring shells almost hit the firepower of the night elves. In the blazing explosion of fel energy caused by the explosion of the shells, the bird wing ballista troops suffered heavy damage. The firepower point on the hillside was almost completely submerged by the surging wave of fel energy. The most frightening thing was that those fel energy flames ignited the trunk of the Ancient War Tree from behind, and Mannoroth also took the opportunity to call several people from the sky. Ten hellfire meteorites almost wiped out the most threatening part of the night elves' front line at once.

Boom Ka Ka

The scene of the ancient war tree being ignited and collapsing is horrifying. Without the shelter of these big men, the entire archer unit of the Sentinel Legion was exposed to the peak of demon soldiers.

Go! Shred them!

The roar of Mannoroth the Destroyer resounded in the demon formation. Under its terrifying coercion, the demons attacked across the board as if they were going crazy. For a moment, the most forward night elf fighters and druids were almost killed. The noisy sea of ​​demons was completely submerged, and not even a single splash was able to come out.

And at this most critical moment, a deep female voice resounded throughout the battlefield.

The moonlight and the stars are watching this land!

Amidst the tumultuous sea of ​​demons, a ray of silvery moonlight suddenly appeared on the battlefield that was about to be defeated. It was the high priest of the moon, Tyrande Rajah, riding on the white frostsaber leopard. Yufeng looked at the tragic battlefield in front of her, undisguised anger flashed in her eyes, and she raised her hands, as if calling for some kind of power to descend on the earth.

At this moment, the noisy sound of the entire battlefield seemed to be suppressed, and the powerful destroyer Mannoroth raised his head. In the eyes of this great demon, the starry sky shrouded in clouds above his head suddenly dispersed at this moment. The starlight began to sway endlessly due to some strange force, as if the entire galaxy was moving.

The stars...fall down!

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The first ray of starlight pulled out a bright band of light in the night sky, like a real shooting star, under the guidance of Tyrande, it smashed into the chaotic battlefield in front of him, then the second star, and the third star, almost at the same time In the blink of an eye, the entire sky was covered with meteor showers with silvery bands of light, each one was the size of a real meteorite, and every meteor falling to the ground would make this sacred land tremble endlessly.

And the tide of evil energy that the demons rolled forward was stagnated abruptly under the bombardment of meteorites that fell from the sky. The battlefield is full of potholes and craters, like a piece of pure land washed by meteor showers.

This blow wiped out the entire sea of ​​demons rushing up to the high ground, showing the unparalleled battlefield control of the High Priest of the Moon God, and also made the great demon who was already sure of winning to be furious to the extreme.

No! You bloody witch!

Mannoroth's nostrils spewed scorching flames, and the fel flames entwined crazily around its body because of its anger, making it look like a moving volcano, dragging its huge body , like a war halberd used for a statue, it charged wildly upwards along the ground full of demon bones, and the killing intent and hatred in its eyes were hardly concealed.

I'm going to kill you with my own hands!

Just after releasing a wave of divine spells, the High Priest of the Moon God, who was in a state of weakness, had no fear in her eyes when facing the charging Abyss Lord. A silver moonlight arrow appeared on the bowstring. The high priest had experienced the battle of the ancients, and she knew very well the weakness of the terrifying big demon in front of her.

But at the moment when Tyrande aimed at the hideous scar on Maronos' forehead, a piercing murderous intent suddenly burst out from the shadow behind her, and the high priest had to turn his bow to block it. His posture blocked the two daggers, one red and one blue, stabbing out from the shadow behind him.

Kill you, and the fraudster will reward me for it.

The demon assassin Akali licked her chapped lips. The demon lord with a legendary weapon stared at the weak high priest. She felt that she had a great advantage.

On the other side, Maronos' furious charge was blocked by a few uninvited guests who suddenly appeared.

boom

The whistling hunting stick hit the abyss lord's head fiercely, the ferocious animal bone pulled out a tragic scar, and the strange fist blade smeared with extreme poison tore open the abyss lord's back In the end, a hunting spear pierced into the abyss lord's abdomen whizzingly. With the ringing of the chain, the pain of flesh and blood made the great demon being attacked let out an earth-shattering roar.

It frantically swung its body and drove the sneak attackers out of the battle circle. The great demon stared at the three orcs in front of him with his triangular eyes, and snorted:

I thought who it was...it turned out to be you bastards...

Are you in such a hurry to die?

Then I will fulfill you!