Chapter 147: The Great Retreat
Stormstorm, a large number of demons are climbing over the ship, slaughtering the Alliance soldiers on the ship. But in order for Ares and Illidan to successfully kill the inside of the Sunwell Temple, Varian gritted his teeth and persisted.
For every minute the coalition held out on the Storm Fortress, Ares and Illidan had an extra chance of winning.
"Hold your ground!"
He yelled. The twin swords pierced the chest of one of the demons in front of him, and then pulled them out in a rage, slashing at the other demon guard. Cerberus bites Varian's ankle and is pierced by Varian's twin swords combined, one sword.
However, the bloody battle of the Blizzard King did not lead to victory. In fact, it was an impossible battle to win. The disparity between the two sides was huge, and Varian never expected to defeat the enemy on the Storm Battleship, and they poured into the ship like locusts. poured into every cabin of the ship. Varian didn't even know how many people were still fighting demons in all corners of the giant battleship.
They have no way to retreat, even if they fight alone, there is no possibility of retreat, there is no possibility of surrender. In front of the flaming demon guards, the soldiers could only raise their weapons and fight until the blood was spilled.
"Varian, we can't hold on!"
Surrounded by flaming demons and fallen Union soldiers, Khadgar ran from the front line with his face covered in blood, his staff in one hand and his sword in the other, panting. The battle was so fierce that even the mages drew their melee weapons......
"A decision must be made, Varian, there are too many of them! If we don't decide, we'll be wiped out. β
Seeing that Varian was still hesitating, Khadgar continued to shout.
"It's almost time, I guess Ares has already killed in the Temple of the Sunwell by this time, and our mission is complete."
"Khadgar, let me ask you, how many people can be teleported at one time by the portal?"
Finally, Varian made the decision to retreat. But before that, he had to think about the whole process. Otherwise, the defeat will be like a mountain, and the last-minute escape may be the time when the death toll is highest.
"As long as the spell energy is stable and can be teleported continuously, the mages of Dalaran can maintain the stability of the portal, as long as you give the order, we will retreat. This spaceship will become the last graveyard of demons! β
Khadgar continued to shout. A Doomsday Guard just burst in from outside the gate, and was about to use its fat body to smash through the shield wall of the Alliance soldiers, when Khadgar blasted it out of the door of the Hall of Storms with a massive fireball mixed with ashes. Surrounded by the screams of Alliance soldiers and the roars of demons, the flaming demons were like walls of flame, surrounding the main ship hall of the Storm Fortress from all sides.
This situation strengthened Varian's determination to retreat now.
He looked at the dark portal in the center of the main hall and shoutedβ
"Bolvar, you and I, cover the retreat of the warriors!"
As soon as Varian finished speaking, Bolval raised his sword and nodded, signaling for unconditional execution.
The clash of steel and the shouts of warriors echoed through the hall. In times of crisis, the Stormwind Kingsguard became Varian's last trump card and the league's strongest bulwark.
"In the name of the Holy Light, fight to the end!"
Duke Boval shouted, his greatsword glowing with golden light. This golden light shrouded the warriors of Stormwind who were surrounding them. Illuminated by the Light, the morale of Stormwind's most elite warriors is high, even under the threat of a sea of demons. Still standing straight. They half-crouched and raised their shields above their heads, meeting this final battle with mortal determination.
Behind them, a large number of Alliance soldiers continued to retreat to the portal in the center of the hall. Blood Elf Ranger and Mage cover the air to prevent demons from attacking from the air. After all, the height of the entire main ship hall is very high, enough for the demon to launch a low-altitude dive.
"Ronin, have all the magic bombs been placed?"
Inside the defensive circle, Khadgar asked anxiously one last time. This was the consensus and plan reached by Ares and Varian before the war. Use Stormstorm Fortress to attract the main demon force, and then, when the number of demons gathers to a certain density, it will detonate the ship. Have the massive Storm Fortress crash straight into the Sunwell Heights. The blast of energy generated by the explosion is bound to cause chaos in the Burning Legion.
Now, the plan is in its final moments. Whether it's Khadgar, Ronin, Sylvanas, or Winlessa, they all stared at the countdown watch of the magic bomb. The final battle was fought.
"It's all settled! Khadgar, quick, with the soldiers of the expeditionary force, get out of here! β
Ronin shouted.
Winreshara shot with a bow and shot at the Doom Guards and Doom Guards above the dome, and apparently, the demons saw that the coalition forces were retreating. They don't know where the portal leads, only that they must stop humans and elves from escaping the ship.
The two sides engaged in non-stop fierce battles in the air and on the ground.
In the chaotic crowd, Winlessa seemed to see a figure, a familiar figure.
"Liadrin!"
She cried out.
Liadline limped along, holding an elf in her arms. It was clear that the elf was either seriously injured or dead. Liadline was going to get him out of here.
Winlessa had a sense of foreboding. She took the Quel'Salas Golden Bow and ran over, ready to help Liadline carry the elf. However, when he ran in front of him, he saw that familiar face......
"Oh...... No! β¦β¦β
Winlessa screamed. The elf lying in Liadrin's arms was none other than Lotherma. Sylvanas's most important subordinate is also his most trusted comrade-in-arms. Liadrin's closest lover. And now, he actually fell. No wonder Liadline was reluctant to abandon him.
"I'm going to take him out of here, I'm going to resurrect him, and someday, I'm going to resurrect him!"
Liadline said through gritted teeth. Tears rolled down her cheeks, and a sense of heroine pathos arose.
"I'll cover your leave."
Fighting back with anger and grief, Winlessa said.
"Soldier, come and help!"
She shouted at the nearest guard. Soon, the two Alliance soldiers put aside what they were doing and took the body from Liadrin's arms. Despite the reluctance of a hundred, two Alliance soldiers helped Liadline carry the body to the portal door......
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"Quick! Get out of here! β
Inside the defensive circle, when the crowd was almost evacuated, Ronin shouted at Varian. The magic bomb is about to detonate and must get out of here in the shortest possible time.