Diego's worst fears came true. For the next few days, the demons didn't send any more troops to the Eastern Front, even if they built a dwarven bunker after the Alliance had advanced five miles.

The battlefield on the Eastern Front, which had been fought three days ago and three small fights a day, suddenly calmed down, and they ushered in a rare respite, but the uneasiness in Diego's heart became more and more serious, like the calm before the storm, and he felt more and more that something seemed to be brewing on the side of the demons.

In fact, his previous views on the battle situation had already been reported to the alliance command, and it had also attracted the attention of Varian and Ronin, who also believed that this war could not be consumed like this anymore and must be resolved quickly, so in the past few days, the battle on the western front and the central front has become more and more intense, and the alliance of the two battlefields has almost used their strength to advance, desperately advancing, wanting to break through the demon's defensive front and achieve a decisive victory.

"Don't think about it, if those demon cubs have any schemes, we just have to fight back!" Early this morning, looking at Diego, who was struggling to guess what the demons were trying to do, Brian Copperbeard said with a big grin.

"I always have a bad premonition!" Diego shook his head, he turned his head and looked at Christophe Farrar who was napping on the side, "Tell the guys, cheer up, your eyes are wide, even if a mosquito flies in front of you, you have to tell me the male and female!" ”

Farrar nodded, and walked out of the bunker. Ten seconds later, he was heard outside loudly conveying orders.

"You can't be so nervous, right?" The old dwarf said with some surprise, he had rarely seen Diego so worried, and he had the impression that this young human man had always looked full of confidence and vitality, and had never been so suspicious as he was now.

"It's better to be careful." Diego insisted.

Just then, they heard a deafening roar coming from the west. Diego Horan stood up and walked down the stairs to the rooftop, Brian following closely behind him.

Standing on the roof of the Dwarven bunker, Diego casts an eagle eye on himself to see further. He saw that on the battlefield in the middle of the line, miles away, the Alliance and the Demon were facing each other.

By chaotic nature, the demons' queues were chaotic and crowded, like dense ant colonies, and they were huddled together without distinction between ranged and melee troops. The dwarfing flame imps were held back by the tall Dreaddemons, and the angry guards who blew up at the touch were next to the equally irascible orcs, and the molgar, with their wheel saws, and the thorny mane of Cerberus were sparkling, and before the humans could fight, their own eyes were already blood-red, and the sound of banging fists against flesh was heard from time to time.

Comparatively speaking, the array on the human side is much tighter.

The Legion of the Fort of Watch is arguably the best at dealing with demons in all of Azeroth, and these silent veterans are well-trained and experienced. After receiving sufficient supplies from Stormwind, the refreshed Wardens stood silently in a neat line, their huge shields and blades exuding a terrifying chill in the morning sun. They stood out in a dense and determined phalanx at the very front of the entire array.

On their left flank was the Third Legion of the Kingdom of Stormwind, and although the recruits of this legion had seen more or less blood after the Battle of Zur Grab before, these legions of farmers, artisans, and herdsmen were not as well-trained as the standing legions. The king's hasty assembly order did not give them much time to train, and they formed small phalanxes in company, guided by the flying flags, and finally formed a large but sparse phalanx. Although their morale was high, their crooked formations and various weapons and armor showed the characteristics of their newly formed regiments everywhere.

On the right flank of the Watchberg Legion was the Dalaran Legion. Although Dalaran is a city of mages, this does not mean that they do not have an army, but this legion rarely fights alone, and they are more often used as retinues and escorts for mages, serving them. This makes them less combative, but the enchanted armor and weapons more than make up for it. The percentage of mages in this legion is also much higher than that of other kingdoms, and in many cases, before the infantry can engage them, most of their enemies have been wiped out by an overwhelming array of magical attacks.

Behind the three legions, there were more than a dozen dwarf steam tanks lined up, which had just completed a salvo, and white smoke rose from them like white clouds. As a result of the battle, on the opposite side of the battlefield, the demons' black-pressed array was blasted out of several large blanks, which were extremely conspicuous.

However, because this salvo had an unexpected effect, the demons were originally going to defend themselves against the human attack, but when the cannonball exploded among the demons, the demons were completely enraged. For the demons, there is only one reaction to being provoked, and that is to fight back without hesitation. Even though the high-level demons were fighting and kicking to stop their commotion, out of their chaotic and tyrannical nature, the demons still rushed towards the human race. In some places, even some high-level demons joined the charge.

It was an accident, but the war did start unexpectedly.

In this barren wasteland, the sound of countless demon hooves trampling the ground was like rumbling thunder, and the smoke and dust kicked up obscured the sky and the sun. Like a landslide and tsunami, tens of thousands of demons rolled forward, and the tide shimmered with the metallic light of a giant sword halberd.

Although it was unexpected, the league made timely adjustments. The first to fall was the magical bombardment of the sky city overhead, like a dense raindrop, hundreds of ice arrows, fireballs, and magic missiles fell overwhelmingly. Although they are all low-level spells, compared to large-scale war spells, these spells are cast extremely quickly, and the threshold for casting spells is extremely low, even the lowest-level mage apprentices can cast them.

Under the dazzling magic bombardment, the demons were blown up, and they were burned, but in the face of this dense rain of magic, the demons were still advancing, although they suffered heavy casualties, but the blood and pain stimulated their ferocity and made them even more violent. It took them only a third of the time that would have taken them at least a few minutes to finish.

"Shoot the arrows!"

At the sound of the order, the sky suddenly darkened, and from the back of the alliance flew out arrows as dense as locusts, and the arrows were so dense that they covered the sky.

Shot head-on by this rain of arrows, the demons who rushed to the front fell to the ground from time to time, but the follow-up demons continued to rush up, and there was no time to scream, and countless rolling big feet trampled him into meat sauce.

However, the archers had no time to shoot again, and with all their might, the demons roared into the human ranks, and the sound of huge crashes was heard everywhere, and the sound of broken shields and broken tendons could be heard everywhere. The sound was so dense that even Diego and Brian, who were far above the bunker, could hear it clearly.

Like a hammer hitting an anvil, the two sides of the battle sparked in all directions, and at the moment of the frontal impact, both sides let out deafening shouts and roars.

The fiercest part of the battle was almost impassable, and there were flashes of weapons everywhere, but the human array was rigorous and tacitly coordinated, but the demons were better than the thick skin and thick flesh, and the strength was infinite. The weapons of both sides were desperately slashing and stabbing at each other, the weapons were so dense that they could barely penetrate the air, and the sound of various weapons colliding together was endless, like bees flying together in dozens of beehives.

Like the tide crashing against a reef, the queues on both sides are constantly pounding, and each impact produces a lot of sacrifice and blood. It was clear that in this tangled melee, the demons' strength gave them the upper hand.

These demons have completely killed the red eyes, and even if they are fierce, they dare to rush into the alliance queue even one person, holding high the abyss decapitation sword and heavy battle axe to slash and kill regardless of life or death, although they usually don't live for a minute, but in a minute, there are often double-digit alliance soldiers who have fallen under his sword, and death is enough!

Because of the scuffle, in order to prevent accidental injury, the mage's high-power spells could not be cast for a while, and heavy weapons such as ballistas were completely useless, only the archers were still scattering towards the demons' back, but for the rough-skinned demons, the strength of this warp shot was not enough to cause fatal damage, and it was insignificant.

For a moment, the alliance's array was slowly pushed back by the powerful impact of the demon, the military flag fell to the east, the soldiers' shields were pushed away, and the armor was cut to pieces. Under the demonic frenzied attack, the coalition forces gradually became unable to support it.

At this time, even Diego and Brian couldn't help but sweat for them, but suddenly, one after another brilliant halos of holy light suddenly bloomed in the alliance array, which were all kinds of auras opened by the paladins. With the opening of the aura, the majestic power of holy light was infused into the soldiers, giving them great strength and courage.

This was originally a killer weapon prepared for the winning blow, but now in order to stabilize the situation, the commanders had to order it to be used in advance.

"Will they be able to withstand it?" Looking at the bloody battlefield in the distance, Brian said worriedly.

"It should be, Dalaran's mages still have a lot of means to use!" Diego was impressed by the power of the mages, and he wasn't worried.

Just then, Masrae Bearskin poked his head out from the lower level of the bunker.

"You'd better come down and take a look, something doesn't seem quite right!" He said with a serious expression.