The next day at noon.

It is getting closer and closer to the Panlong's spine, and the bursts of shouts are also becoming louder and louder from inaudible, ten miles, and the Panlong's spine is still not visible, but at this moment, waves of sound are rolling in, completely covering the sound of the monsoon's march. Five miles, the speed of the army is getting faster and faster, at the horizon, a rolling hill looms, on the hill can faintly see a majestic, upright huge sentry from the top of the mountain, above the sentry thick smoke billowing to the sky, flames soaring to the sky, enveloping the whole sky.

Now they could see the Dragon's Spine at the highest point in the Kasanlang Jungle.

"It's here! Preparing for combat ......"

"Draw the knife and prepare the arrows to ......"

One order after another was issued, and the centurions and captains of all ranks in the army were frantically issuing orders, and everyone felt the atmosphere of war, holding the weapons in their hands one by one, staring ahead. Every panda everyone understands that the battlefield is there, and the enemy is there. What awaits everyone next will be the most unprecedented, coldest, and fiercest battle in history.

The gate of the empire is behind him, and the Pandaren Empire will open the door widely, and everyone has no way out.

The tension was simply suffocating, and in front of the army, Monsoon and all the Celestial Armies were gathered together, and everyone had a serious expression. Since coming to Azeroth and forming the Celestial Army, Monsoon has experienced several major battles, including the Battle of the Thor Empire, the Battle of Stormwind City, and the battle of the Maelstrom of the Elven Empire. In the past, if he lost, he lost, and he still had a foothold, but if he lost this time, he would have no foothold.

"Ready!"

Monsoon looked back at the crowd, his gaze swept over the Celestial Forces.

"I won't say much about how powerful the elven race of Azhara issa, but this time, no matter what, we must win, and if we lose, we will destroy the country and the race!"

"Understood!"

Everyone said one after another, one by one, like a tightened bowstring, with a very serious expression.

"Hmm."

Monsoon nodded.

"I don't have much more to say, victory, all we want is victory."

A thunderous sword roar resounded through the sky, and Monsoon suddenly pulled out the wind sword behind him, the wind sword that was half a human high, and the sharp blade flickered with a cold light.

"Rush!"

The long sword in his hand was raised high, and the monsoon pointed at the dragon's spine in the distance.

And with the order of the monsoon, the army was mighty, kicked up a monstrous cloud of smoke and dust, and accelerated forward.

……

"Bastard! How can there be so many elves and orcs? We can't stop it......"

On the dragon's back, a burst of angry words resounded in all directions, and a Celestial Army wearing heavy armor opened his eyes violently, looking at the overwhelming, boundless, and heavily walled army of Aishara on the opposite side, with an ugly face.

Now the orcs and elves are still increasing their troops, and the entire dragon spine has long been a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, which is in tatters, and now they can no longer resist it.

"Is it going to end?"

Suddenly, he sighed.

However, at this moment, just behind him, he heard the sound of galloping horses' hooves, and at this moment, he unconsciously turned his head to look behind him, only to see that thousands of panda people and the Heavenly God Army were coming towards the Panlong Spine, and the first person was Monsoon.

"It's the Great Grandmaster, it's the Great Commander Long Su Xin......, they're here, okay, okay, we're saved, kill ...... for me"

In an instant, his tired body seemed to be rejuvenated, and he shouted as he looked ahead.

"It's the Grand Master!"

"The Great Grandmaster is back, he will win, the Heavenly God Empire will win!"

……

With this burst of shouting, dense arrows poured down from the dragon's back, and this sudden change quickly attracted the attention of the battlefield in the distance. The orc armies on the easternmost side of the battlefield were the first to notice this.

"What's going on?!"

"How did the army in front run back!"

"Bastard! How did they get messed up like this, what scared them like this? ”

……

Seeing the panicked appearance of the elves in front of them, some orcs immediately scolded angrily. Orcs worship bravery, and those who never flinch and insist on fighting at the forefront will always be the people they respect the most. Those who panic and run away timidly will always be the object of spurning by everyone.

"Tell the Overseers that Season Shadowwind is back!"

"Enemy reinforcements are coming! It's the Celestial Army......"

One of the people who ran at the forefront couldn't care about everyone's scolding, and from afar, with all his strength, he was hoarse and shouted at everyone.

"Shut up!"

But the hoarse warning voice was met with a sharp rebuke. The army parted, and a fierce 1 warrior, heavily armored and riding a 1 divine horse, rode out of the ranks. He carried the battle axe on his waist in his right hand, and he looked murderous.

"How could Ji Shadow Wind come back, he was in Stormwind, he ......"

But the next moment, the orc couldn't say any more. At this moment, a lot of light lit up on the dragon's back, and that kind of light belonged to the Heavenly God Army, the true aura of the unique warrior monk.

"What the hell is going on?"

The orc general's face suddenly changed slightly, and he could sense that something was wrong.

"Boom!"

The next moment, Xi Yuyu's war horse neighed, and in the eyes of the generals and countless orcs, several figures suddenly rushed down from the dragon's back. Along with these severals, there was also an unusually terrifying long sword.

One, two, three......

It's just that in the blink of an eye, thousands of figures appeared on the dragon's back, and in an instant, an indescribable, suffocating pressure spread throughout the battlefield.

For a moment, the entire battlefield was silent, and even the sound of tearing and killing was much quieter.

"It's the Panda Man Celestial Army!"

The orc general's throat slid and subconsciously took a step back, with a look of horror in his eyes. He was by no means the kind of person who was not strong-willed, but the pressure from this army was too great, like mountains, pressing on his heart and making him breathless.

At this moment, under the leadership of Monsoon, the Celestial Army all descended from the city tower and launched an attack on the orcs.

Under the leadership of the monsoon, the Celestial Army was like a rainbow, desperately killing the orcs and elves, at this moment, the elves and orcs were panicked, and in less than a moment, under the dragon's back, the orcs and elves began to retreat.

"It is advisable to chase the poor bravely, and not to become a famous overlord!"

And as the other party retreated, the monsoon and his party rushed forward.