Battle of Fort Watch.

Two weeks later, the troops of the Eastern Continent arrived in the Cursed Lands of the South. With the armies of Stormwind and Ironforge as the core, the coalition forces spread out along the red Gobi.

On the far left side of the position is a mixed army of mages and rangers led by Ronin and Winresa. In the center of the position, there are the heavy infantry of Ironforge and the veterans of the Seventh Legion of Stormwind. On the far right of the position are the Knights of the Silver Hand of Ares and the heavy cavalry of Stormwind. Behind the position, there were various long-range artillery of the Alliance, ballistas. Above the position, there were griffin troops of the Brute Hammer Dwarf Furstad. For the first time, the alliance has a complete legion system.

A hot and dry wind blew from the red Gobi, mixed with gravel and fine soil, and hit the crowd. It makes people feel like they are breathing hard. This scene reminded Ares of the Angela Zerg War a year ago. At that time, the 100,000 Kalimdo coalition troops stood under the wall of scarabs, fighting a large number of Angela insects, and the heat wave of the desert was also rolling in, as if it was going to steam out every drop of sweat on people's bodies.

At this moment, the scenes are so similar, the difference is that the opponents are no longer the biters, but demons and evil orcs.

"Brothers, soldiers, the time for the decisive battle has come. You have sworn allegiance to your king, sworn allegiance to the Alliance. Now the time has come to show your glory and faith. Opposite us was a burning legion of thousands of demons and orcs. They are on the opposite side and will attack us at any moment. They are demons who kill without blinking, they are symbols of doom and terror, and in their eyes, there is only slaughter and blood. Only slaughter can satisfy them. ”

"And I know that we will never retreat, and we will never disgrace the glory of our ancestors! Twenty years ago, the heroes of the Alliance fought bloodily on this land in exchange for our peaceful years in Stormwind. Now, demons and orcs are back again. Let's pick up the sword in our hands and fight for the Stormwind Kingdom and for the Alliance! ”

The wind tore at the ground and kicked up a cloud of dust, and Varian rode in front of the three armies and spoke loudly. His voice was so loud that it was as if one had seen Lothar, the leader of the Alliance during the First Orc War. At that time, the Lions of Azeroth rode over the Alliance's armies and inspired a generation to charge with impassioned speeches. In this way, Varian, who has grown into a generation of kings, took on this important responsibility. His eyes were piercing and his body was burly, like a rising star in the Eastern Kingdom.

The 50,000 allied army stood on the red Gobi of the Cursed Lands, less than ten kilometers away from the Watch Fortress. The griffon knight hovered overhead, observing the movement in the distance, the demon army was gathering, and the coalition army was like a swarm of ants at their feet, gathered by countless small black dots.

Furstad harnessed the griffin to make him fly a little higher, almost gliding against the clouds. Taller, he seemed to see the whole Burning Legion. It was the vanguard of the demons, and in this large army, the elite demons made up a small proportion, mostly some red-skinned orcs.

The entire legion was filled with savage roars and the roar of heavy siege weapons crushing across the ground. Furstad was familiar with orcs, but it was the first time he had seen such a red-skinned orc. They are just as manic and irritable as the greenskinned orcs. It's just that, through the goggles, Furstad found that this kind of orcs looked more powerful, and the tribal speculative cart that used to take five orcs to push now only needed three red-skinned orcs to push. What species is that? Unbeknownst to the Hammerlord, he could only reduce the griffon's flight altitude as much as possible to inform Magni and Varian of the opponent they were about to face.

And a loud horn soon sounded on the ground opposite. It was the horn of attack of the old horde. Varian and Magni furrowed their brows almost at the same time, their weapons clenched in their hands, keeping an eye on what was about to appear in front of them.

Soon, everyone felt it, and the earth trembled.

Varian dismounted, leaned over and pressed his ears to the ground, feeling the shock wave, like a seismic wave from countless beasts galloping across the earth.

Soon, through the telescope, Magni saw the first demons and bloodthirsty orcs.

"Artillery, ready!"

Magni shouted. In the front row, dozens of Union guns were waiting. Cannonballs have long been loaded, and like the invention of rifled guns, Magni built the first rifled cannons according to Ares's method, and the invention of this black technology crushed all long-range weapons in Azeroth, making the power of dwarven firearms directly get a qualitative leap. Therefore, in terms of relationship, the relationship between Ares and the two kingdoms of the Alliance, Ironforge is no less than Stormwind.

Out of sight, Magni gave the order to launch directly.

At this moment, the dwarves' powerful artillery skills were astonished, and many of the warriors of Stormwind didn't even understand what was going on. A deafening sound of shelling rang out all around.

How did they hit the target? Many people have questions. Magni, however, knows what to expect.

At the same time as the dwarven cannon fired, Magni gripped the binoculars, and in his line of sight, the positions of the Demon Vanguard and the Orc Army had already bloomed. Like the Alliance soldiers, the orcs and demons also didn't understand what was going on, and a large number of alliance shells fell from the sky, and the steel balls directly blew up the strong orc warriors, or directly flattened their heads, blood splashed everywhere, and even the strong demon guards were blown up by a single cannon. The hard demonic metal was torn apart by the bombardment of the dwarven artillery.

"Attack!!"

Before the battle began, he was hit with an unprecedented blow, and the demon lord was furious. The order was given to charge all of them.

The orcs abandoned their catapults and various ranged weapons, and began to roar en masse towards the Alliance positions.

Soon, the first Orc warriors and demon guardians were in the line of sight of the Alliance warriors. Hammerlord Furstad harnesses his golden griffons and can see the entire battlefield of the Cursed Lands, with demons and orcs flocking to the Alliance's positions like a red tidal wave. He adjusted his warband, and the griffin knights followed closely behind their high lord, waiting for the best moment to dive. And this kind of timing, as a rule, comes after the end of the coalition's long-range strikes. In this way, the griffons hovering at low altitude will not be injured by the Union's shells and large arrows.

However, the "fireworks display" of Ironforge, the battle, also seems to have exceeded Furstad's expectations......