Sometimes, the fate of the world is in the hands of mortals, which is very rare, especially in this magical world where mysterious forces exist, and the probability of such an event is too small, so small that it has not occurred in the past tens of thousands of years. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But since the invasion of the Dark Gate, the stage of the world has shifted from mysterious creatures to mortals, from the Battle of Mount Hyjal to the current Battle of Quicksand, the protagonists of the story have always been mortal creatures, and the dragons and demigods, who represent mysterious powers, have disappeared behind the curtain of time.

Dick held the staff of quicksand in his hand, and hundreds of thousands of people were watching him, and behind the crumbling and shaky wall of beetles, there were also countless pairs of eyes with malicious intent watching him, but the paladin was not panicking.

He turned around and raised the quicksand scepter in his hand high, a little annoyed by the soldiers and generals lined up on the quicksand.

At this point, he should have said something inspiring, but the lines of the Overlord of Sarufar in the Battle of the Quicksands, he had already said it once when he attacked Stratholme, should he take it over and say it again?

No, the paladin shook his head, he took a deep breath, and then spoke,

"I, I am the Northern Earl of Theramore, the leader of the Order of the Silver Dawn, the protector of the Holy War on Mount Hyjal, the Knight of the Dawn of the human world, the conqueror of the Black Stone Mountain, the destroyer of the Lord of the Fire Demons!

"But today, instead of coming here with those illustrious titles and identities, I stand here as a warrior of the human world, as a protector of Azeroth!"

"3,000 years ago, my ancestors created the first human nation, Arathas, in the wilderness of the Eastern Continent. Born of rebellion and freedom, she lives by the tenets of protection and oath. ”

"Now we are fighting a great war to test the bravery of the children of this country, to test this world that holds high the banner of justice and freedom. ”

"Today, we are gathered on the battlefield of this great war between good and evil, between protection and killing, and we are here to dedicate a part of this battlefield to the heroes who have given their lives for the existence of this world, as their final resting place. ”

"We fight to survive in the yellow sand, and they bless us in the sky!"

"The bugs will kill everything living in sight for their gods, what can we do for ourselves?"

"We're going to fight to the death! and we've got to!"

"We cannot give, we cannot sanctify, we cannot deify this war, because those who have fought for this world, the heroes who have lived and died, have sanctified this land, and they have done far more than we can suppress by our modest strength. ”

"This world will not pay attention to it, and it will not remember what I said here today, but it will never forget what the warriors did here! It will never forget the blood and sacrifice that the warriors left here! It will never forget the footprints left by the brave here!"

"Rather, we, who are still alive, should devote ourselves to the great task that remains before us! We should draw more will to fight from these glorious war dead in order to accomplish their sincere cause! We hereby make the greatest determination not to let the war dead die in vain!"

"We are always engaged in unjust wars, we are always fighting each other with weapons of greed and arrogance, and our glory has been lost! and I will now lead you to bring eternal glory! We will unite and fight for a common goal for the first time among different races and creeds!"

Dick's voice grew louder, Sarufar and the other orc warriors were clenching their weapons, and the Minotaurs carried Mogore's banner behind them, allowing them to hunt in the wind.

Duke Leorrick held his generalissimo's sword in both hands, and he glanced back, the soldiers of Stormwind were solemn and excited, and the young soldier's will to fight had been completely inspired by Dick's words, and he couldn't help but pray in a low voice.

Tyrande shed patches of luna light, and Benedictas opened his hand even though he didn't want to, spreading the blessing of the light to each legion.

The elves sang war songs in low voices, the dwarves sang mountain tunes, the smaller numbers of gnomes and goblins cheered on the flying machines, the griffons and horned eagles and bipedal dragon knights all over the sky held their weapons high, the breathing of the whole battlefield seemed to be connected, and there were no weak people standing here, these elite soldiers from various countries realized their task today, they had all seen the ferocity of those bugs, and they all understood what kind of evil consequences these bugs would bring when they rushed out.

The paladin raised the Scepter of Quicksand in the air and shouted with all his strength,

"We are here for victory! We will not be crushed by these bugs! We will fight for our loved ones and our country!"

"We will fight for this world! We will fight for Azeroth!"

"Warriors, attack!"

"Bang!"

When the exquisite quicksand staff came into contact with the seal of the beetle platform, it turned into a little quicksand and dissipated from Dick's hand, and the seal of the beetle wall in front of him also quietly appeared under this blow, and in less than 1 second, the crack was covered with the seal, and in the beetle wall not far away, the same crack appeared, like a dying old man, who could no longer bear the burden on his shoulders, so at the moment of the new blow, its body collapsed.

The wall of beetles, nearly five meters high, entwined with vines and special emblems, completely enveloping a third of the Great Desert of Silisus, collapsed in front of the soldiers' formation, like a house in an earthquake, and splashed dust on the ground to obscure the view.

When the dust clears, it's a dense mass of bugs!

Unlike the workers I've seen before, these bugs are more aggressive from their appearance, their bodies are deformed, their black carapaces, vicious eyes, and large, oversized worms, their numbers are almost endless, the insects called their whippers and the wasp-like Zarers almost obscured the sky inside the beetle wall, and behind these fighting insects, there are even taller insects, covered with black or earthy yellow carapaces, their hands are misshapen claws, and there are sharp bumping horns on the top of their heads, and their joints are slender and powerful。

They roared and roared, and with the shaking of the ground, one by one the 10-meter-tall obsidian giants, those obsidian kobolds known as Anubisas, armed with various giant weapons, walked out under the leadership of an oversized black beetle man.

They were once noble creatures, but now they have succumbed to the will of the evil masters, they are like gods and giants who have emerged from legend, their black bodies and yellow accessories, and their heads carved into the shape of jackals, all of which give people a solemn sense of oppression and power.

"1,000 years ago, you failed to defeat Chira, and in 1,000 years, we will sweep the whole world away!

This is the general of the Qila Worm Man, the difference between him and other Qila Worm people is the weapon in his hand, which is a green long sword made of insect armor and horn, which seems to represent his identity, the commander of the quicksand battle thousands of years ago, seeing the black Worm Man, the deer helmet couldn't help but turn into a black nightblade leopard, and disappeared in place in a flash.

That's General Rajax, the wormman who once tore apart the son of the deerhelm with his own hands! A bastard who should have died 1,000 years ago!

The hot wind of the desert seemed to be suppressed by the roar of the insects, but the soldiers' will to fight as a whole made them not afraid of the strange insects at all, and at the same time that the insects appeared in the rear, in the rear of the soldiers, blue, red, yellow, and green lights appeared, and the dragons once again joined the battlefield, and the soldiers cheered and fought side by side with the dragons, which made them enter the mythical story.

This is not the end, when the space silently broke open, the huge mountain-like rock turtle, it carried a small mountain, the snow-white wilderness wolf god, the whole body wrapped in thorns Agamagan, and the white giant eagle flying in the sky, the legendary demigods appeared in this desert one after another.

This epic picture made the cheers of the soldiers pause for a moment, but the next moment, even brighter cheers rang out in the military formation, it was a thousand voices coming together, it was unity.

"For Azeroth!"

The guardian druids, led by Malfurion and Hamuel, turned into tin brown bears and took the initiative to charge at the wormmen, the wild roar suppressed the senseless roar of the wormmen, like a signal, Duke Leorik turned on his horse, and the low sound of the horn sounded on the battlefield.

Admiral Dai Lin was also a rare man on his horse, behind him, the sailors of Kul Tiras were all unsheathed, on the other side, the wolf cavalry of the orcs, the velociraptor cavalry of the trolls, and the war kodomon of the minotaurs had all entered, and when the night elf sentries rode into the battle with steam tanks driven by black panthers, gnomes and dwarves, the charge of the coalition was complete.

The storm and flames summoned by the mages smashed mercilessly into the camp of the insects, and most of the sky was covered by black clouds, and the warlocks who were accepted by the civilized world for the first time joined forces to summon a rain of fire across the sky, and the fire meteors that smashed into the wall of beetles with bright and extinguishing flames heralded the arrival of a fierce battle.

At this moment, the entire land of Silysus trembled!

The boundary between life and death, survival and destruction has never been so clear in the hearts of every warrior, those alien races! That's not even the alien races that the orcs can communicate with, today on this battlefield, only one side is destined to continue to live!

Flags fluttered and trumpets sounded.

The sneak attack of the deer helm that sneaked into the shadows caused the insect general Rajax to let out an angry roar, and the hatred of 1000 years ago finally has a chance to revenge today, and the wild druids who sneaked up with the deer helmet separated the insect general and his soldiers in the first place.

When the heavy cavalry of the human race crashed into the army of the insects who also launched the charge, when the first stinking insect blood was sprinkled on the desert, when the neighing of the insects and the roar of the warriors resounded through the sky, when the demon hounds that were the forerunner of the infantry and the insects were torn to pieces, 1,000 years later, on this eternal yellow sand.

The battle of quicksand has started again!