In a clearing in the groves of Ash Valley, here is a huge battlefield. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info battle is a mixed team of Terrans and Orcs on one side, and on the other side is the Sentinel Force of the Night Elves.

In the midst of a fierce battle, the Harpy scouts sent by Kazik have returned. Bloodroar also brought back news of the Burning Legion's attack.

"Duke Reinhardt!" The Sand Fury Chief could no longer remain calm, and the Polluter Akmund's reputation was too great for the Traveler to confront him. "We must evacuate! Fast! ”

"Withdraw!" The Paladin Leader did not hesitate, and by now, everything that the Troll Chief had said had been confirmed. The elven attack is real, and the huge army of demons and undead will not be just a joke.

The battlefield is staggered, and if the Terrans and Orcs want to retreat, they need to ask those Night Elf girls if they agree.

"Damn it!"

At the time of the evacuation, the Terrans and Orcs left behind a lot of lives.

There were also many warriors caught in the sea of elven sentinels, and they could no longer retreat safely.

'Elf? They had to stop. ’

Kazik roared, and he activated the Celestial Descent.

"What does this troll want to do?"

The Priestess of the Moon God, who was riding a white tiger, saw the troll chieftain, and Kazik, whose transformed body was unusually large, was rushing towards her.

There was a doubt in his heart, but Tyrande's movements were not slow, and he opened the longbow in his hand, and he shot three times in a row.

Kazik swung his giant sword quickly, blocking all the flaming arrows, and thanks to the strong protection after the transformation, the strong qi wave that erupted from the rocket did not cause much damage to him. The Troll Chief approached the Priestess of the Moon.

"Tyrande, stop first. You must evacuate too. ”

"Hmph, troll, why should I let you go? You were the ones who killed Cenarius. ”

"Hey, Tyrande, that wasn't the troll's doing. I haven't seen any of Cenarius. ”

'That old deer was cut down by Grom, and I won't carry this pot......

"Sophistry!"

Tyrande controlled the white tiger under his seat, and the big cat lunged forward, but fortunately Kazik quickly dodged away.

"Trolls!"

"Quick! Protect Tyrande. ”

The Priestess of the Moon didn't need the protection of the elven minions now, and the Troll Chief was already embarrassed by the big cat.

"Stop, Tyrande! It's the Burning Legion coming. ”

The Sand Fury Chief just kept dodging, the violent girl in front of her was the darling of the Moon Goddess, and it was too late for the traverser who knew all of this to praise her stinky feet, and he didn't dare to hurt Tyrande in the slightest.

"The Burning Legion?! How do you know? ”

The Priestess of the Moon God controlled the white tiger to retreat aside, her face suspicious, after all, this sudden news was too shocking.

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Kazik finally breathed a sigh of relief, and if he continued to fight like this, he would really have to do it. Of course, whether the trolls can outdo Tyrande is another matter. Over the years, Grandma Tai has eaten more salt than Chief Shafu has eaten. Well, Tyrande must have eaten salt, and Chief Sand Fury may not have eaten rice...... Rice? Poor Sandfury Troll, there's no such thing in the Tanaris Desert......

"The Burning Legion has arrived, and they will be killed soon. Evacuate. Akmund was among them. ”

"The Burning Legion?! Akmund ?!!! ”

Tyrande was shocked, she already believed the troll in front of her. After all, not many people except the elves would know anything about the Burning Legion. Even if they know the details, they don't joke about it.

"Very well, troll, you can leave. If it's true that the Burning Legion is back......"

The Priestess of the Moon had a solemn face, and now the Night Elves were the only ones holding up the façade with these sentinels, and the druids were all asleep.

"Sentinel, we withdraw to the forest."

The Night Elves and the Terran and Orc forces were temporarily suspended, and everyone evacuated quickly.

"Look, sky!"

The harpy screamed, and Kazik looked up, and the sky seemed to be on fire again, a sign of hellfire.

"Be careful!"

"Avoid!"

"Spread out, spread out!"

The huge stones that burned with green evil fire fell from the sky, and they were hellfires. Numerous rocks whizzed and fell to the ground, causing a powerful shock wave to crash into the evacuating crowd.

"Haha, haha."

There was a burst of laughter from the depths of the woods, and the sound was getting closer. A huge figure appeared. It's Akmund!

Beside this huge Ereda demon, an army of demons and undead poured out. With a wave of his hand, Akmund rained down from the sky and rained down on the elves, humans, and orcs.

"Ahh Help me! ”

"Help me, save me!"

"No!"

The rain of flames struck the warriors, and the flames attached to them, and in a short time burned the poor creatures who could not escape to ashes.

"Really the Burning Legion?!"

"Demons! Undead?! ”

"They must have been following us here from Lordaeron!"

"Quick! Defense! ”

"No, get out! We can't stand up to such a huge army of demons. Retreat first. ”

Kazik's roar was heard.

"Retreat first, and join Sal and them."

In front of Akmund and his army of demons and undead, these current Terran, orc, and elf forces have no strength to confront him, they will only be experience babies who give away heads. Retreat is the only option right now.

Run away? This should be said to be a strategic turnaround......

Kazik now only carries a handful of Harpies, but the Air Force moves quickly.

Not being able to run far, there was a fluctuation of mana, and a large group of demons of the Burning Legion appeared in front of the fleeing team, as well as many Scourge undead. At the head is none other than the Dreadlord Tikdios, the leader of the demon race Nasrezm.

"Rush over!"

"Undead Scourge?! Rush! For Lordaeron! ”

The undead wreak havoc on the land of Lordaeron, and all the Terran warriors hate these skeleton undead.

"Demons?! Kill them! For the Horde! Fight for the chieftain. ”

Grom's sacrifice had saved the orcs from demonic corruption, and the orcs did not want to be enslaved again.

People who are desperate often burst out with eye-catching courage and energy, which can also be said to be a trapped beast.

After a fierce battle, Kazik finally broke out of the encirclement of the demon army. Behind him, some warriors rushed out, Duke Reinhardt, Tyrande. The style of language is also out of the encirclement. But there are still a lot of people who are surrounded by an army of demons and the undead.

"Withdraw!" Duke Reinhardt clenched his teeth, it was the hardest decision.

"Duke?"

"Withdraw!"

Kazik's Harpy suffered very few casualties. The Troll Chief also looked at all this with a heavy heart, and he felt so powerless.

A small number of the warriors escaped, and everyone knew that there was no chance that those who would be trapped in the siege would survive. It is a war between demons, the undead, and all the creatures of Azeroth, without mercy and without captives, and the battle will not stop until one side has completely wiped out its opponent.

"Retreat, Duke!"

The warriors who are surrounded by demons already know their fate, so let's fight vigorously until the moment of glorious death.

"Kill! For Lordaeron! ”

"Blood and glory!"

"For the Horde!"

"High Priest Tyrande, take care. May the light of the moon god shine on you forever. ”

"The moon god protects us, sisters, kill!"

All those who fled were silent, and their companions were dead, but they could not do anything. On the battlefield in the distance, the death howls of their companions made everyone feel guilty, and that powerlessness, that shame continued to eat the hearts of these fleeing soldiers.

"Chief Kazik?" Glinka. The cry of blood was heard by all. The Sandfury Chief stopped, and the fleeing warriors looked sideways, wondering why Kazik had stopped.

The Sandfury tribe is located in the Tanaris Desert, which can be said to be a corner of the country. The desert is barren, and there is not much interest that attracts people's prying eyes. But the traverser still wants to participate in the Haishan Holy War without hesitation, he is not full and has nothing to do, and Akmund will not lose any equipment or artifact if he is blown up. Kazik just wants to get out of the desert and make the outside world accept the Sandfury tribe, and he wants to brush up on the prestige of the entire world of Azeroth.

Helping Niu Niu fight against centaurs is like this, for the sake of the Minotaur prestige. Joining forces with the orcs, Kazik is also trying to make friends with the world. Saving the life of the Paladin Leader can bring you closer to the Terrans. The next step is to go to Haishan to brush up on prestige.

'Haishan Jihad, the Shafu tribe is just a soy sauce fighter. It's all prestige brushes, isn't it a good opportunity now? Kazik stopped. 'Saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter!' Well, there are a lot of floating slaughters waiting for me today. ’

The traverser was not arrogant enough to confront Akmund, but saving people was certain.

"Chief Kazik?"

"We need to get out of here quickly, Kazik." The Paladin's leader stopped, and the Troll Chief was his savior.

"Trolls, we must get out of here. Akmund is not what we are able to fight now. "Tyrande is also puzzled, the troll chief was the fastest runner first, what is this going to do now?

"Help!"

Kazik took Susas the Flogger into his backpack, and with a thought, two magic amulets appeared in the hands of the troll chieftain to summon the amulet.

"Kill!"

"Kill them!"

"The Light shelters us."

On the battlefield, the warriors who were surrounded by the demon army were still making their last resistance.

"Ha, the Light can't save you. Today you are all going to die. ”

"Hahahaha, shred them apart!"

Kazik activates the magic of the summoning amulet.

A Terran warrior was defeated by a demon, and just as the demon wanted to tear this Terran apart, magic shrouded him, and the figure of the wounded warrior disappeared in one fell swoop.

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The Terran warriors appeared beside Kazik. Thanks to Woodsban, it was the little goblin who made the summoning amulet.

"Hah!"

"Hooray!"

"Quick! Pastor, Pastor! ”

The crowd cheered, crying out for the survival of their companions.

Well, the seventh-level floating slaughter is in hand!