Not to mention the western coast of Kalimdor, which has been stirred up by the worm nest crystals that fell from the sky, at the same time as the outbreak of the insect tide, on the battlefield of the burning plain in the Eastern Continent, it has rarely rained on this scorching land today, and the bad environment that keeps people from entering is also softer. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The overcast sky made it look a little dim, and there was barely any light to be seen from the stars except for the firelight of the massive battle going on in the distance.

In a corner on the edge of the battlefield, a group of men in black were struggling to carry two wooden boxes.

The blackened, barren land had been soaked with blood-soaked rain, making it impossible to see its original color, but fortunately the land was hard sandy and not muddy.

The dozen or so men in black let the rain slip from the sky on the top of their heads and clothes, although they all covered their faces in a thick veil, but just from their height, it was clear that these guys were from different races, the only thing they had in common was that on the chest of their robes, they all wore the logo of a white bone warhammer with blood-red wings.

There are also a few guys with black strips of cloth wrapped around their arms, which means that they have recently passed away a relative or brother, which can also be seen from the silent atmosphere of these dozen guys, like a "warrior" who died generously, with a trace of tragedy in the silence, and a trace of indescribable glory.

It was as if they were going to do something very great.

"Brother Robert, we will usher in our final "ascension" here! I beg you and your brothers to send another "bounty" to the Black Iron Dwarves, traitors! Those cunning dwarves with two swords, they will taste the bitter fruits of betrayal in the gift of the gods, and then kneel before us pathetically! Twilight will come!"

A tall, thin human in the haze frantically waved the stick in his hand and said something to another guy who looked like a leader.

Yes, these guys were the Twilight's hammer who suffered heavy casualties in the liquidation operation of the Black Iron Dwarf and the Black Scythe Council, and Thorrison and Kanressad fulfilled their promise to Dick, and in the 1-year liquidation operation, almost all the Twilight hammer strongholds and members of the entire Scorching Canyon and Burning Plains were assassinated and expelled in a pervasive manner.

If it weren't for the fact that at the most critical time, someone who also believed in Twilight reached out to protect them, I am afraid that the power of Twilight's hammer in the southern part of the Eastern Continent would really be uprooted by this sudden rebellion.

But that's nothing, because after recuperation, these fanatical Twilight cultists have received new weapons from their brothers in Kalimdor!

A weapon enough to get them back with revenge! a weapon enough to make everyone kneel in terror under the twilight!

More than a dozen cultists were divided, some of them continued to advance in the direction of Black Stone Mountain, and the rest of them quietly came to the edge of the battlefield in the heavy rain of beans with the wooden boxes that were not too heavy.

It was a war between humans and orcs, and the beginning of their proclamation of "Twilight Greatness"!

"Come, embrace our glory!"

The tall, thin human took out a bottle of fine red wine that only nobles could enjoy, and distributed the cups to his four brothers, who touched each other as if they were at a feast, and then shared the sour red wine with each other.

When everyone was slightly drunk, the tall and thin human threw the wine bottle in his hand, and then they opened the wooden box that was set aside, in fact, these guys didn't know what the box contained, the high priest just told them to take this thing to the Burning Plains and release it on the battlefield.

The storm in the wind seemed to get much heavier, and the light became darker and darker, and the moment the already dizzy cultists opened the box, they all let out an exclamation in unison, which contained a beautiful crystal!

The purple-black appearance, engraved with delicate magic patterns, the moment the box was opened, the crystal strangely upside down from the box, suspended on the ground, and began to rotate slowly.

To be a cultist, naturally it will not be from a big family, in fact, these guys are poor people from the bottom of every race, a faint enchanted dagger, can be regarded as a rare good thing, probably except for the tall and thin human being, the other four people just regard the cultist as a job to support their families.

When had they ever seen such a delicate treasure?

"It's... Is... It's so beautiful!"

One of the four couldn't help but reach out in obsession, wanting to touch the surface of the crystal.

But as soon as his hand came close to the crystal, the beautiful treasure began to melt like a candle!

"What did you do to our treasures! bastard!"

The other three people saw this scene, and under the influence of the strength of the wine, they rushed up and knocked the unlucky guy to the ground, and behind them, the black insect tide still spread.

The tall and thin human with a gloomy face didn't care about his subordinates at all, but sincerely knelt down in front of the black insect tide and chanted in a low voice.

"Give my blood and flesh to your glory!"

"Give my soul and bones, and let your glory sublimate me!"

"Let it devour..."

"Ah!!!h

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From the 21st year of the Black Gate to the 23rd year of the Black Gate, in these two relatively quiet years, the Black Stone Orcs, who had lost their homeland, tried to rob and burn the Lakeside Town of the Red Ridge Mountain of the Storm Kingdom across the Burning Plains four times as a new stronghold.

The first raid caught the Seventh Legion by surprise when Duke Berval was returning to Stormwind to report on his duties, and in that hellish seven days, Lakeside Town, along with most of the Red Ridge Mountains, had fallen, with more than 300 civilians captured and a staggering number of dead and wounded.

However, after Marshal Windsor, who replaced Duke Berval and rushed to Red Ridge Mountain, regrouped, he united with the Night Watch legion of Duke Aberlock of Night Town, and sent 1,000 knight apprentices to the Silver Hand Paladin Base in the easternmost part of Zhishui Lake.

The battle lasted for four days, and under the attack of the highly moraled human soldiers, except for the thousands of orcs who were defending the Blackstone Castle, the other Blackstone orcs fled back to the Burning Plains after three routs.

After all, although the Black Hand is a very bad leader, when the Black Hand is there, the Black Stone Orcs at least dare to fight, which is much better than the gang of rogues who have no leader now!

The next three offences were even worse than the last, especially after the Trolls and Ogres betrayed the Blackstone Orcs and fled over the mountains into the Blackstone Mountains, the Blackstone Orcs completely lost the initiative in the war, if it weren't for their numbers as a backing, and the Sorison Ruins and the Pillar of Ashes generation that were stubbornly stuck in the Burning Plains, I am afraid that they would have been divided and broken by the Seventh Legion commanded by Wendsol.

However, after holding out for more than a year in the barren Burning Plains, the Blackstone Orcs were defeated.

Starting from May of the 23rd year of the Black Gate, the Seventh Legion launched 4 attacks in 15 days, and under the guidance of the leading party suspected of being the Black Iron Dwarves, Wendsol personally led 3,000 soldiers to break through the Blackstone defense line of the Sorisen Ruins from the difficult path, completely dividing the Blackstone Orcs into two parts.

Because the blackstone orcs sent away most of the women and children, the orcs who stayed behind were simply not afraid of death, wearing rudimentary leather armor, and some orcs even held stone weapons, they used their hands, teeth, and even their heads as weapons, crazy mess, 3000 human elites, in the case of a successful sneak attack, were defeated by 1000 blackstone remnants.

Windsor felt like he was back in the orc war more than ten years ago, when the orcs of the old tribe were so frantically attacking the human front that they almost collapsed the human kingdom.

But the blackstone orcs were not the invincible old tribe after all, after Wendthor gritted his teeth and sent the overseer, the orc's outlaw raid was finally suppressed, especially when the heavy cavalry as a hole card joined the battlefield, the battle line of the Blackstone orcs finally collapsed.

"Kill them all!

The old marshal looked at the fleeing blackstone orcs, and coldly gave the last order, the battle in the ruins of Thoresen is over, as long as the last blackstone orcs near the pillar of ashes are wiped out at the end of this year, the war on the Burning Plains will come to an end.

Although Stormwind doesn't have much to do with this barren land, it's a good idea to use the Burning Plains, which has a harsh environment and is very close to Lakeside Town, as a garrison point, and this place is extremely rich in mineral resources due to the volcanic eruption 300 years ago, Wendthor believes that as long as it pays a certain price, this place will definitely become an inseparable part of Stormwind Kingdom.

But just as the old marshal got on his horse and walked back a few steps, a panicked clamor came from behind, and Windthor frowned, and reached out to take the telescope handed by his adjutant, the elder brother, General Jonathan.

In the vision of the old marshal, on the edge of the battlefield in the distance, something terrifying seemed to appear, whether it was the fleeing orcs or the human soldiers who were chasing them, they all turned their heads and ran towards this side of the battlefield, and the guys who were still undying opponents ten minutes ago were now running away together.

Wendsol twisted the magnification of the telescope, and when he saw what was behind the soldiers, the old marshal's body trembled, and he jumped off his horse and shouted,

"Rebuild the defense! Quick! Archers, disperse those stupid routs for me! Anyone who dares to storm the defense line will be killed!"

Half a minute later, General Jonathan, who was also pale, rushed to the front of the soldiers who were hurriedly building a defensive line, and snatched a saber from his hand.

"Overseer, follow me!"

The old general also saw what was behind the orc and human routs!

Bugger!

Dense black bugs!

Crazy bugs rushing forward like a tidal wave!

The remaining 3,000 soldiers couldn't outrun those bugs at all, and no one could survive except the cavalry, so they had to use the defensive line to hard top!

"Send a call for help!

With the help of the guards, Wendsol had already changed into his own armor, and although he didn't know what those hideous monsters were, the instincts of the veterans told him that they were definitely not easy to deal with.

The old marshal did not know that this was just a group of madmen who took revenge on the world, and he was just implicated in it.

Of course, it is not excluded that a certain big man wants to get rid of Wendsol by the hands of these crazy people, but before escaping, I am afraid that Wendsol will not have time to think about these things.