"Buzz Buzz"

On the precarious battlefield of the Antolan wasteland, thousands of pillars of teleportation light lit up like lit lights, like fires of hope injected into a desperate situation, giving the vanguard soldiers who were fighting the demons to the death on the last line of defense to get valuable time to recuperate.

In the Antolan command, Garrod. Shadow Song gasped for breath, his figure swayed, like an old gambling dog at the table, after winning a grand slam, he gasped and sat back in his chair.

On the battlefield projection in front of him, those strange-shaped warriors were frantically smashing into the demon's position with the fire support that swept down from the sky.

There are rickety creatures similar to the Draenei's Breakers.

Dressed in dark armor and masks, with their hands swinging and their sharp blades of light like beating death scythes, these life movements that resemble a mixture of warriors and assassins are extremely fast, and they also wear some kind of light shield that can resist attacks, and they come and go in the vicious demon positions, and hundreds of people stop the fierce demons from breaking through the gaps in the defensive line.

There are also tall and wild creatures like ogres.

Wearing heavy armor and holding special energy guns, they were not afraid of the huge number of demons at all, and they landed directly at the core of the demon tide with the help of teleportation light pillars, like a heavy hammer on the demons' military array, and like a peerless blade, they confronted the demons head-on and divided their battlefields.

Along with these powerful warriors, there are also warriors of civilization who resemble mechanical life.

They manipulated four-clawed, golden, tank-like mechanical creations, and on the bodies of those humanoids, from time to time, blue light swept across the battlefield, and the demons swept by the light, whether they were weak demon imps or powerful destroyers, their bodies would be easily cut open, and each salvo of light would clear a whole line of defense.

There were also some small golden balls that looked non-threatening. The lights with blue flames shone brightly, suspended in mid-air, like big-eyed demons, constantly sniping the commander of the demon position with scorching, penetrating rays, and when they were trapped by the demons, these small golden balls would burst into a dazzling blue energy storm, enveloping the surrounding demons, and then tearing their souls apart.

There are also dwarf-like green creatures like goblins, armed with two sharp lightsabers, and jumping and fighting demons like martial arts masters.

Ghost-like beings immune to all physical attacks, and every time they cross the battlefield, they manipulate the will of some demons to make them fight back to their positions, causing terrible chaos.

They have a life similar to that of the Night Elves.

They rode the mighty and savage armored beasts that roamed the sky, their warbows in hand, and in the roar of primordial savagery, the aerial beasts fell into battle, grabbing the heavy Abyss Lords from the ground and throwing them from the sky, smashing them into a mass of flesh.

There are also fierce hunter-like battle races, who wear black armor and hunt with high-tech spears and shotguns, pulling out the skulls of those powerful demons as their own trophies.

The sudden entry of these new forces turned the situation on the battlefield upside down, and the power armor troops saw that the battlefield in front of them was reopened, and there was almost no need to give orders, these power armor men roared to join the battlefield again, and the last artillery positions in the Antolan wasteland began to roar again.

"Boom"

With a loud bang, a large starship fell from the sky like a dying beast, and countless sparks sparkled and burned on the surface of the starship, like a mountain of boulders that had collapsed from the sky.

The war hell on the ground seemed to be reflected in the sky, and the starships of the three sides were frantically exchanging fire, outlining the stars of this dark night into a crazy and gorgeous picture, those chaotic, like a ragtag army. Starships of all styles, shapes, and colors are mixed together, without any collective beauty, like a group of interstellar thugs brutally breaking into this battlefield.

They came so suddenly, that the demons who had the advantage were a little caught off guard. The dense fleet was crossed by more than a dozen high-speed fighters shining with blue light and spreading their wings like phoenixes, like a hot dinner knife cutting butter, the sky battlefield was quickly sliced open, and all kinds of starships in the rear shot fiercely, and the terrifying firepower of the fire was so overwhelming that the demon starships had to retreat and take refuge.

These beings come in a variety of forms, from distant and unknown stars. Some are barbaric, some are civilized, and some are even hostile to each other, but they all have one thing in common, they are all warriors who have been forced into exile by the war raging by the Burning Legion in the stars, they have lost their home planet, they have lost their civilization, and they dream of completely uprooting the evil disease of destruction in this group of stars.

The Astral Consortium's commercial network across the stars gave the exiles the possibility to reunite, and after hearing that the Azeroth civilization was going to fight Armageddon than the Burning Legion, and that the Dark Titan Sargeras had appeared in that strange sector, the bloody Exiles and the powerful civilizations that had been fighting the Burning Legion took up arms once again.

They came here across the stars for a glorious victory.

Just for... Fight to the death!

A burning crusade of destruction and bones will come to an end here!

"Zizizi"

There was a murmur from the communicator in Garrod's hand, and the commander picked it up, probably because the Ethereal Fleet had dropped too many energy bombs on the land before leaving, which caused great interference in the connection between the ground command and the fleet, and in the midst of that terrible noise, the deep and ethereal voice of the commander from the Ethereal Fleet was also distorted.

"Reinforcements... Zizi... Admission, zizi... Await... Multiply... Command... Repeat... Multiply... Await... Tactics... Command! ”

It was obvious that the incoming fleet of the airspace battlefield was asking for instructions for the next step in order to cooperate with the ground offensive of the vanguard, but Garrod had no experience in commanding starships, but his strategic thinking was still very clear, and he replied with general instructions:

"Hold on! Hold! No need to go on a suicidal offense! ”

"Hold on for 1 hour... No, 1 hour and 30 minutes! Then withdraw all your warriors on the ground! ”

Garrod's voice rang out over the bridges of the Ethereal Fleet in the sky, and the commander of the last Ethereal Fleet froze for a moment, thinking that the vanguard of Azeroth was going to fight the demons to the death on this land.

But the Ethereal Captain did not hesitate, and quickly translated Garrod's orders into various languages and shared them with the rest of the mixed fleet, most of the starship commanders accepted the orders, the few exiles who wanted to fight the demons did not die, and a few extreme civilizations thought that the Azeroths had been cowardly and were ready to throw in the towel.

Garrod couldn't explain more to them, and no one could guarantee that the communication wouldn't be intercepted by the demons. The Leviathan's hatching has entered the final countdown, and if the demons see through the trap of the "final battle" at the last minute and choose to retreat early, then everything will be over.

After all, the current dominance of this war is not in the hands of the vanguard army, the demons can fight if they want, and they can retreat immediately if they want to, and they must make a posture of fighting to the death in order to continue to attract these brutal demons here, and to give them an ultimate "surprise" after 1 hour and 30 minutes.

After nearly seven hours of fierce fighting, the vanguard army was exhausted, and their losses were extremely staggering, almost all the armed facilities of all positions arranged before the war were destroyed, more than half of each regiment was lost, the treatment center of the theater command was overcrowded, and everyone who survived the brutal confrontation was gritting their teeth and persevering.

The more minute they hold out here, the more prepared the people of the world of Azeroth will be, and those who have fled... The ones who were frightened by the demons and turned to run away, no one cared about them.

Even if they escape the pursuit of demons all over the world, what awaits them in the end will not be a happy ending.

And all suffering, so waiting, all persistence is a process, it is a process, and there will be results.

The moment the pointer of the mechanical watch in Garrod's hand pointed, the pale-faced elven commander decisively opened the three-layer mask, and then pressed the red button on the command platform.

"Boom"

Thousands of bombs that had been buried 3 meters below the Antolan wasteland were detonated at the same time, which made the entire Antolan battlefield like an angry dragon turning over, cutting off the stubble of the crowded demons on the battlefield, but this was not a simple lethal command.

The exploding bombs blew up a passage to the wasteland on the surface of the wasteland, revealing the black, metal-like cultivation chambers buried deep beneath the Antolan Plains, and nearly 3,000 of them were buried in the three lands of Argus.

"Retreat! Retreat! ”

Major Renault of the Vanguard shot off the head of a dreaddemon that fell from the sky. He waved his hand and called out to the warriors around him to rush to the military-grade portal at the rear of the battle line, and after the retreat order was given, the portals that began to recharge opened one by one, and the blue light curtain shone brightly, like a door representing hope and going home.

These portals will transport the warriors entrenched in the Antolan wasteland to the Great Pit of Crocoun, where the Light Legion's path to the world of Azeroth is the path that will take them home.

According to the high command's estimates, even if nearly 200 Holy Light Beacons are placed under the big crater, which can send back nearly 20,000 people per minute, it will take at least 25-30 minutes for this retreat to be completed, but in fact, after 8 hours of fierce fighting, it will not take 30 minutes at all to withdraw the soldiers of Azeroth...

Many people died in this land not far from their hometowns...

After 8 hours of fierce fighting, even with the help of the Darkblade Knight and the support of the stars, the vanguard army suffered heavy losses, this battle defeated the formation of 37 legions, and the number of dead in the battle was comparable to the battle of the Northern Frontier more than ten years ago.

"Renault, come on!"

Captain Tykes helped his two brothers with broken legs into the portal, and he turned around and shouted Renault's name, but the latter did not immediately rush into the portal.

Renault's gray power armor was already stained with blood, and he was still carrying a captured skeletal sword behind his back, he raised his head and saw the demons frantically rushing into the abandoned position, and then being engulfed by the bombs buried there, the starship in the sky began to teleport in reverse, to pull the fighters on the ground back to the battleship, but a few hundred meters in front of Renault, there were several trapped supporters.

It was the alien assassins who wielded the green ghost-powered war knives to slay the demons, and they seemed to be unable to be pulled back to the battleship because of the demon's entanglement.

"You go first!"

The Major gritted his teeth, lifted a hot rapid-fire cannon from the ground, and rushed at the aliens, he didn't know them, and they didn't have much friendship, but Renault knew that they were the alien assassins who came to his aid when he and his brothers were trapped.

People, have a conscience!

"Let's go! Come with me! ”

The roaring cannon in Renault's hand tore through the massive body of the Destroyer, and after emptying the bullets, he smashed the heavy rapid-fire cannon into the demon hounds that pounced on him, and then drew the captured bone sword from his back, he carried two unconscious alien assassins, and the sword in his hand swung left and right, forcing the demons who caught up to him to retreat, and beside him, three ghost assassins were also fighting and retreating.

"Daddy's leaving!"

Before rushing into the portal, Renault laughed wildly and threw out the few grenades left on his waist, then grabbed the ghostly assassin beside him with both hands, turned around, and jumped into the already dim portal.

In the next moment, scorching flames and energy erupted, completely destroying the main body of the portal.

Above the sky, the commander from the Pruk Star Zone looked indifferently at the battlefield completely occupied by demons below, this commander's race was not slaughtered by demons, in fact, they are rare among the stars, they can face the powerful civilization of the Burning Legion without falling behind, they came to the Argus battlefield this time, just to witness the defeat of the Burning Legion, or the rout of another brave civilization.

"They lost..."

The commander said in a strange voice to the Prince of the Ethereal Node beside him:

"Your investment has failed."

"No, I don't think so."

Prince Shafar let out a strange laugh, and in an ethereal voice he pointed to the battlefield below, and said:

"Your Excellency Zeratul, let's make a bet... I bet they will win, a temporary retreat, just for the better... Counterattack! ”

As soon as Prince Nodal's words fell, there was chaos within the demons who had completely occupied the Antolan Wasteland, and it could be clearly seen from the sky that the ground of the entire Antolan Wasteland was being polluted by black "ink" little by little, like a basin of water that had been dripped into the ink.

This scene attracted the attention of Commander Zeratul, who looked down and saw the terrifying black zerg gushing out from under Antolan, and the sound of their beep as they advanced even resounded throughout the sky.

The sheer number of demons roared and fought back, but their numerical superiority was shattered in an instant in the face of the insects that poured out from beneath almost every inch of the earth.

Skyrim's demon starships fired at the ground, trying to bombard the Zerg that rushed out of the ground with their main cannons, but to little avail.

The scene that once happened on the land of Marton has reappeared again in the world of Argus, and not only in the wasteland of Antolan, but also under the land of Crocoum and Makere, 5 rounds of reproduction have been completed, and the number has reached the extreme, and the Leviathan worms that broke through the earth have taken over the vanguard army that has withdrawn from the world and began to fight against the invincible demons.

This time, the demons...

It's hard to win.