The plane hovered in the air with a sudden sound, the cold forest was filled with weapons, and Lordaeron's majestic figure loomed in the fog. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"There's nothing here!Breed!" shouted the pilot, turning his head. "We're running out of gas!

"Wait!" Brad took the binoculars and looked at the gates of Lordaeron, where there was a faint shade of green, but he couldn't see clearly. "Fly lower, Chili! there's something in front of the gate!"

"Oh shit! you're more stubborn than those dwarves!" the gnome pilot grimaced. "Go any lower, and the bow and arrow will shoot us down!"

"We can't go back in vain, Chili! there's clearly something there!" Brad yelled at the sudden clatter of the engine. "We're scouts! it's our job to find out!"

The gnome pilot was silent for a moment, then jerked the joystick, "Oh shit! You must have a broken head! It's the first time I've seen a human more brainless than a dwarf!"

The plane lowered its altitude, and the situation behind the fog became clearer and clearer, the disgusting dark green light became more and more obvious, and the tall shadows shuttled behind the fog.

"Holy light!" Brad's eyes widened. "It's a demon---- an army of demons!!"

The fog suddenly dissipated, revealing tall shadows, the Demon Guardians, the soldiers of the Burning Legion! Gray or red, they stepped out of the dark green energy gate with huge greatswords or spears, and they walked in order, like an army----- no, they were an army!

They covered the clearing in front of Lordaeron's gates, but the tall, gigantic green portals of Lordaeron's gates and demons poured out. The two portals were connected by several chains thicker than Brad's body, and in the middle of the chains, a giant sword emitted a black light.

"They're summoning armies!" Brad put down his binoculars and patted Chiri. "Let's go back and report to Ms. Windranger. ”

"Yes, yes, go back!" Chili came back to his senses and pulled up the lever to re-elevate it.

"%#%¥!" shouted a sheep-headed demon with wings, but not a Dreadlord, pointing to the sky.

"They've found us!" Brad patted Chili vigorously. "Maximum horsepower!"

"I know—I know!" Chili pushed the lever of the thruster, the auxiliary engines on either side of the engine jetting red flames. The plane accelerated sharply, circled the sky and flew in the direction of Andorhar.

Dark green fireballs grazed beside him, and Chili kept changing the plane's course.

"Damn! Damn! I know!" the gnome's shrill voice kept shattering. "Our oil won't last long!

"Dog, those crumbs don't have an air force -----" The huge unidentified monster flew into the sky with its wings flipped into the sky, and Brad's words were swallowed back into his stomach. "You'd better hurry!!" he yelled at the pilots in front of him, there weren't many monsters, but one was enough to shred them!

"If you have the ability, you can open it and take a look!!" Qili's expression was a little distorted, and his arm kept fiddling with the transmission lever so hard that his arm was hot, and his face was flushed with excitement or something.

"Holy light!" A large, green-glowing unknown monster approached the plane, and Brad picked up the musket behind the plane and fired a light bullet at the monster.

The huge monster turned slightly sideways, the light flew under its belly, and it let out a strange howl, the howl that pierced through the engine, and the stabbing Brad ear hurt.

"Go to hell!" Brad took the musket behind the plane, and as he tried his best to aim, he fired two golden light bullets in succession, one of which missed and the other hit the monster's fleshy wing, and the monster lost its balance and fell down with a howl.

"Hah!" Brad shouted with his hands in high spirits, more monsters dissuading him.

"They're coming after you!!" Brad yelled, continuing to pull the trigger on the monsters.

"Reinforcements!!" Chili yelled, his sharp voice even bursting.

Brad turned his head, and five planes flew towards them, their noses shooting golden light bullets that tore through the monsters' formations. The monster, which had not had many monsters, lost the speed of its pursuit, and Chili cheered as the pilot's plane flew through the reinforcements and flew straight to Andorjar.

The monsters behind him were still in hot pursuit, and more than a dozen monsters chased the planes with red tail flames, and even though they had already been shot down by several of them with golden light bullets, they still did not give up.

The muskets were already burning red, the planes were no longer dropping golden bullets, and the pilots were flying at full speed towards the borders of Antirisfa----- where their army was located.

"The mountains are above!" the dwarf on the plane beside Chili yelled at him. "What the hell are you messing with?! They're chasing after you like you're looking for your mother!"

"Shut up!" Chili yelled as he twisted his expression and turned, his arms trembling and a little uncontrollable.

"Our people!!" yelled the pilot next to him.

"Raise your gun!!" On the ground, the musketeer, wearing only a silver half-breastplate, raised the musket in his hand, the cold light of steel flickered endlessly, and the black cloak danced in the wind.

"Put!!"

The commander's voice tore through the sky, and a barrage of golden barrages filled the sky.

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"Demonic ---- Demon Army---- lady. Brad swallowed. "Tens of thousands of demon armies! In the open space in front of the gates of Lordaeron King's City, there are two huge portals thrown at them to summon them!"

Sylvanas frowned slightly, then returned to his expressionless appearance.

"The message you bring back is crucial, Brad. Sylvanas noticed that his hands were shaking, with burns on them. "Go and get some rest first, you will get the glory you deserve!"

"For the light!, ma'am!" said Brad, who bowed and was helped out of the tent.

"Summoned Stratholme immediately!" Sylvanas turned to Trixith. "Just as Brad said!

"Understood. Trixis rolled up the written scroll, sealed the paint and stamped it, and quickly ran out of the tent, and the mage, who was already waiting outside the tent, opened the teleportation array and disappeared into the blue light.

"Command!" Sylvanas looked around, the scout commander in the tent standing upright. "Gather all the scouts immediately and go to the front line to support Lord Foding!"

The crowd rushed out, the makeshift camp was dismantled and packed, and the three hundred scouts who had returned to the camp were immediately discharged, and the rest of the scouts would join the team halfway. (To be continued.) )