"Commander Tolbairn...... Khadgar ......"

A young cavalryman dressed in Stormwind robes arrived at the Watch Fort.

He was pale, covered in blood, and exhausted from both men and horses.

Several of the guards of the Watch Fort quickly held him up, and then heard him say weakly, "I'm a knight from Stormwind...... I brought a call for help from Marshal Reginald Windsor......"

As soon as he finished speaking, he fainted.

The guards hurriedly carried him to the conference room at the Watch Fortress.

At the same time, on him, they found a letter.

……

"Stormwind reinforcements, attacked by a group of black dragons?" Danas Thorbain put down the bloodstained letter in his hand with a solemn face.

The handwriting on the letter was sloppy, but judging from the handwriting, it was indeed the handwriting of the paladin Windsor.

"What's going on, Black Dragon?" Khadgar subconsciously raised his voice.

During the Second War, it was rumored that some of the Black Dragons had also begun to serve the Horde, but this did not seem to be true from the situation of the war that followed...... But now, why would there be a black dragon attacking the alliance's army again?

"Black Dragon......" Carlin frowned.

He vaguely guessed something...... There has indeed been a slight fluctuation in the timeline of history.

Stormwind and Lordaeron's reinforcements have been slow to join the battle, and it looks like something to do with Deathwing and his Black Dragon Legion!

But a smile appeared on his lips...... Although there are changes, they are not beyond the plan.

"Wendthor's letter says that they have been attacked by a large number of black dragons and black dragonmen, as well as some orcs!" Danas continued: "They put up a stubborn resistance, but the losses were also very heavy......

"Looks like we're going to have to go to their aid?" Brian Copperbeard exclaimed, "It's weird...... Obviously, we are the first line against the tribe! ”

"I'll go with Kudran!" Karin said calmly, "I believe that we have some experience in dealing with dragons. ”

"Of course!" Kudran suddenly raised his eyebrows: "I think back then, old Kudran was in Quel'Thalas, in Dalaran, and in the wetlands, and he could kill the entire nine red dragons with his own hands!" ”

"It's the hundredth time you've mentioned this in front of me!" Brian hurriedly covered his ears.

"Do you need our help, Lord Carlin?" Danas asked, a little uneasy.

"You'd better stay at the Watchgate...... "The crisis of the Horde is not over, you must stay here and watch their movements and prevent them from attacking again!" ”

Danas thought for a moment, then nodded.

"Then be careful......

"Understood!"

……

Reginald Windsol wears a worn marshal's armor and leads his warhorse in his hands.

After several days of fighting, there was no rest, and both he and his horse were exhausted.

Almost twenty or thirty horsemen, also pulling their horses, followed him.

It's not that there are only so many cavalry left in Stormwind, it's because of Wendthor's orders...... He had all the cavalry dispersed in squadrons to various parts of the Black Swamp to avoid being annihilated by the black dragons in the sky at one time.

This is the most humiliating battle Wendsol has ever fought in his life!

Neither the Black Dragons nor the orcs who served the Black Dragons were too troublesome opponents...... They were the best cavalry in the entire Stormwind Kingdom and even the entire Alliance, trained by Lord Lothar himself.

But those black dragons in the sky are really helpless for them, and their weapons can't keep up with each other.

With the addition of the "Countess Presto", a total of ten black dragons attacked them, except for one who was trapped by Windthor who learned dragon magic with Karazhan and was then killed by the cavalry, each of the remaining black dragons, under the dragon's breath and claws, took the lives of no less than a hundred Stormwind cavalry.

Windsor has nothing to do about it, the battle is not the opponent of the other side, and the retreat is left to the other side as a live target.

The only way he could think of was to disperse his troops and then engage in guerrilla warfare in the Black Swamp......

However, it seems that such guerrilla warfare will not last long......

"My lord, look in the sky, a black dragon is flying over!" A knight shouted.

Windsol looked up, and he saw a black dragon flying towards him, as if he had spotted their tracks.

……

"Your courage is amazing, human!" Onexia smiled and said, "I can let you choose a decent way to die." ”

The huge black figure blocked the path of Windsor and his subordinates, allowing them to even feel the blazing dragon's breath coming at any moment.

The knights all climbed into their horses and raised their weapons against the Black Dragon Princess.

However, Windsol knew that none of these weapons could hurt the black dragon in front of him...... Although she is a female black dragon, her strength is stronger than all the other black dragons!

The only one who could hurt her was that she had learned dragon magic from Karazhin.

But there was only one chance, and he didn't act rashly, but calmly looked at the other party, waiting for the opportunity.

"What's that!" One of the knights suddenly screamed.

A cloud of flames quickly enveloped it, and only the screams of the knights could be heard.

"This little trick won't help me!" Onexia said lazily.

Then, her face changed suddenly.

Hurriedly turning around, she saw a huge air fortress, slowly approaching......

Above the fortress, countless sparrow-like birds flew out...... Onexia's pupils suddenly dilated, it was not a "bird", but a griffin, the dwarven griffin knight of the Alliance!

The sound of a "......boom" explosion was followed by the sound of a "boom".

More than a dozen griffons surrounded a black dragon and then attacked with their explosives...... The poor black dragon was blown to pieces in an instant and fell from the sky.

"Aerial reinforcements from the Brute Hammer!" Windsall's heart was overjoyed.

He had fought alongside the Hammer Dwarves at Hillsbrad, and knew of their success in fighting dragons.

"Damn it!" Onexia scolded softly.

Densely packed with griffins, maybe in the hundreds, she is no match for so many griffins.

Spreading her wings, the Black Dragon Princess prepares to flee.

Suddenly, a familiar incantation rang in his ears, and a heart-piercing pain struck.

The human commander actually took advantage of this time to attack her.

"You're looking for death, human!" Enduring the sharp pain of the dragon's magic, Onexia screamed.

"Then look at us, who will die first!" Windsor shouted fearlessly as he chanted the incantation.

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