After the spell confrontation, the army of the Horde and the Burning Legion collided head-on.

The momentum of the mountains and the sea, the entire Grand Canyon, densely packed, is full of orcs and demons fighting. The army of orcs rolling in the green waves and the army of demons burning with flames appeared in the Dragon Slayer Canyon in vivid colors, thunder roared in the sky, and on the ground, the bloodthirsty and savage fight was in full swing.

Sylvanas's falcon swept over the battlefield, overlooking the valley, and through Eagle Eye, the Windranger observed the entire battlefield, its progress, its situation, the size of the army invested by the orcs, the reserves of the Burning Legion, and even the movements of every orc warrior and demon guardian on the battlefield.

Through Eagle Eye, Sylvanas observes and reports to Ares on the entire battlefield. The army of the alliance is lying in ambush in the mountains and forests, ready to go.

In the middle of the battlefield, Thrall rode a wolf and sang all the way. The Great Chief held his hammer aloft, and a swirling air flow suddenly formed in the sky, and in an instant, a powerful pillar of lightning tore through the clouds and fell to the ground, and in a terrifying roar, the power of thunder and lightning was injected into Thrall's warhammer. Thunderbolts of blue lightning surrounded Thrall, and the wolf Snow Song let out an ancient roar, carrying Thrall towards the demon guards.

The demon guard standing in front of Thrall was suddenly knocked down by the powerful impact of the wolf, and in an instant, Thrall violently grabbed its breastplate with his left hand, dragging the demon guard all the way to sprint, the ground was dragged out of a bloody flesh belt, the dust in the sky was raised, and the demon's armor kept churning all the way and hitting the hard ground, and was dragged to pieces. With one last blow, Thrall leaped high from Xuege's back, held the hammer in his right hand, and smashed the demon's head with a single blow.

The demonic blood, like green magma, suddenly splattered in all directions.

At the same time, two Hellhounds lunged down on Thrall, however, the Great Chieftain took the hammer in one hand and slashed a standard semi-circular arc in the air, first striking one Hellhound in the head, then retracting the hammer and striking the other Cerberus in the abdomen with the tail of the hammer. In an instant, two hellhounds fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

Xue Ge roared and pounced on the demon guard in front of him, and before the demon guard could even swing the scythe, Xue Ge bit off his throat, and the crunch sound of bones being chewed was heard in the air.

Then, Xue Ge roared and pounced on the other demon guard.

The coordination of the orcs and the wolf seemed to be so smooth and seamless, and Thrall's elemental power even strengthened the speed of Snow Song's action, and the spirit of wind and fire responded to Thrall's call. Thrall's side ignited a pure red flame, and with the power of lightning, the enemies in front of him collapsed one after another.

Sarufar and Itrig also followed their Great Chieftain as well, and the orc veteran slashed the demon warrior's arm with all his might, and with another axe, slicing off its head. The helmeted demon head flew into the air, and the headless body fell directly in front of the veteran Itrag.

On the other side, King Sarufar was even more bloodthirsty and brutal, and the King's furious blow was received by the Doom Guardian with two blades, and the battle axe was withdrawn, and when he attacked again, the battle axe was once again blocked by the demon's blade. Now, the king is not happy. Sarufar roared in a frenzied rage, and with all his strength, he lunged and knocked down the Doom Guardian in front of him.

In an instant, both the orc and the demon fell to the ground, and when he tried to get up again, Sarufar was already riding on the demon, and the blood-stained battle axe followed, and the axe slashed at the demon's skull. This axe almost split the demon's head in two, but the old orc warrior was still angry, he stood up, and axe after axe, slashing the demon in front of him beyond recognition...... It almost turned into a puddle of bolognese......

On the battle line, this kind of savage fighting was everywhere, a troll warrior was crushed by the demon, and seeing that the demon's burning sword was about to pierce the heart of the troll warrior, at this time, the wolf knight of the tribe roared and attacked from behind, and with a sword, cut down the demon guard. The thick blood of the demons, mixed with the blood of orcs and trolls, stained the valley a dark red.

Sylvanas's falcon continued to fly, and it could see rows of demonic heavily armored guards standing in front of Kael'thas under the thick dark clouds, covering the Blood Elf Prince to cast spells.

With the Fallen Prince as the center, everything within a radius of a few miles became weird, and the green magic energy was like a surging torrent towards Kael'thas, and those demonic imps standing around the Blood Elf Prince instantly became the source of energy for Kael'thas to cast spells.

Then the earth groaned in pain. It was as if demonic blood was tumbling beneath the earth's surface, and with a terrible crackling sound, huge pillars of fire rose into the sky, like countless small active volcanoes erupting. Terrifying fire magic swept across the battlefield in an instant.

Even the battle-hardened orc veterans were stunned by what they saw. They saw that the sky above them was suddenly covered with fiery red clouds, and countless warriors were burning with scorching flames, they screamed and rolled, trying to extinguish the green flames burning on their bodies, but no matter how hard the warriors tried, to no avail.

Kael'thas had a wicked grin on his face. The air was filled with the smell of burnt flesh and bones and the pungent smell of sulfur.

Thrall stood in the center of the crowd, anxious. He was half-kneeling, warhammer in one hand, trying to communicate with the spirits of nature. Soon, the water spirit answered the shaman's call.

The dark clouds in the sky suddenly thickened, and bursts of muffled thunder rang out. Soon, the moderate rain turned into heavy rain, and the heavy rain turned into torrential rain, like a great river falling from the sky, washing the entire battlefield.

Under the downpour, the flames on the ground gradually extinguished, and the flames on the orc warriors gradually extinguished. Thrall could feel the pain the land was suffering, and Kael'thas tore the earth apart with his magic, causing flames to erupt and melt everything around them, and the earth elemental let out a wail. However, this was not enough to make them rise to the occasion. As the most indisputable earth spirits in the world, they will not appear easily unless they are forced to do so.

"The stones are still sleeping, and I can't wake them up."

Standing in the middle of the crowd, Thrall said sadly.

"You've done your best, Sal."

Itreg responded. Behind them, four or five orc wolf knights rushed up from their side. The fighting continues, but Thrall is ready to withdraw.

Today's initiative was not intended to solve the Burning Legion at once. It was just a decoy to lure not only the Burning Legion to fight back, but also the rebels in the camp.

"Garrosh ......"

Sal was faintly worried. He had enough ambushes in the camp, but yesterday in Garrosh's gaze he saw a hint of discontent in the young orc.