When the golden sunlight once again shone over the forest of Quel'Thalas, the once quiet and peaceful place began to become noisy.

The sound of the horse's hooves startled countless animals that were still asleep, and the crumbling of the armor, the loud rebuke of the commander, and the neighing of the war horses were all intertwined, filling the whole forest with a heavy atmosphere, and the animals seemed to have smelled the smoke in panic in search of safety.

"When are we going to start?" Tulayan restrained the horses, the telescope was completely useless in the forested terrain around the avenue, and their information came from Karl, who made this guy fly.

Karl looked up at the sky, and agreed with Sylvanas to launch a general attack this morning, with the signal from Silvermoon City and the Alliance forces attacking at the same time.

"It should be almost time, we just need to wait for their signal."

As soon as the words fell, a huge explosion sounded in the sky in the direction of Silvermoon City, and colorful fireworks floated in the sky.

He rode his horse to the front of the troops, drew the hammer from his horse, took it in his hand, held it aloft, and shouted to the soldiers:

"Warriors of the Alliance, the orcs have invaded our homeland and shamelessly burned the flames of war to this beautiful land, look up at the land under your feet, these orcs are inhumane, they do not understand the beauty of nature, they do not understand the preciousness of life, they ruthlessly destroy everything they see!"

"Now, these brutal orcs are in league with the evil trolls who are trying to break down this magnificent city, and we have come thousands of miles to help our allies, but also to help ourselves."

"Now, take up your weapons, the Light will be with you, courage will make you fearless, and use our blades to tell these scum who is the master of this world! - For the sake of the Alliance! ”

"For the Alliance!"

"For the Alliance!"

"The alliance will win!"

"Kill them all!"

"Charge the whole army!" Tulayan swung his hammer forward, blushing with all his strength and roaring.

Danas pulled Tolkara in his hand and rushed out first.

"I'm invincible!"

Behind them, the paladins of the Silver Hand followed, followed by the ordinary cavalry of the Alliance, and in the air, Kudran and his Scarley roared and rushed into the sky.

"This guy is afraid that I will kill more enemies than he kills." Karl said with a teasing smile at the figure of Danas who rushed to the front.

Tulayan rolled his eyes, who would want to kill the enemy with you pervert, it is estimated that Danas does not want to fight with you and be hit by you.

Khadgar threw Tulayan a look that understood you, but he was accidentally targeted by Karl, and he couldn't help but shudder.

Nima, it turns out that Tulayan, you can eat this product for men and women, no wonder Aurelia hasn't taken it yet, it turns out that there is a Khadgar next to it.

Carl watched the two of them suddenly nod their heads, and at the same time made an encouraging and supportive look at the two, making the two of them look to the side with a little weakness, which made Carl confirm the guess in his heart.

A beautiful misunderstanding arose.

Now, of course, they don't have time to discuss this. Danas has already fought with the enemies of the tribe, Karl flew out, Tulayan and Khadgar are naturally not the kind of people who hide behind the soldiers and give commands, Khadgar is a magic staff, a long sword in the other, a battle mage, really not too fierce.

There are not many orcs left in Silvermoon City to continue the siege, in fact, there are only a few orcs of the Dragonthroat Clan, some of them are still dragon knights, and the siege of Silvermoon City is mainly the army of trolls, these guys who are full of resentment towards Silvermoon City, like ostriches, refuse to accept the fact that they have been used up by the great chief of the tribe as a rag and throw it away, still holding a glimmer of hope and fiercely attacking the city wall.

"Get a few red dragons over and help." Zuluhid saw that the Alliance's offensive was a bit fierce, and the trolls with only simple armor could only rely on his numerical advantage to block in front of the human cavalry, and the elves of Silvermoon City also began to cast spells desperately, and the losses of the besieging troops were even heavier than here.

"Yes, my lord!" Moghall turned and walked away, a disdainful smile on his lips, but then his calm expression was hidden again.

Kudran had just struck away a troll's caster with the Storm Hammer when he noticed a few more dark shadows suddenly moving in the distant sky.

What is that? It doesn't seem to be bigger than the Eagle, and if this is the Horde's air unit, then maybe they still have goblins on their backs? Midget? He laughed loudly, and no bird of prey was like his beauty—he patted Scarley's back affectionately—and the latter chirped merrily in response.

But, as the shadows approached, they grew larger and larger, overwhelming his vision, and he finally remembered that the human commander had reminded him of it, and he had thought it was just a joke.

"In the name of Eri." Kudran muttered to himself, shocked by their sheer size, their speed was completely out of proportion to the sheer size of their bodies, and Kudran even felt that his beauty, even if he flew with all his might, could not reach that speed.

As they passed through the last dark clouds, the sun shone on them, and their bodies were covered in red scales, reflecting a golden glow.

"Dragon!" Kudran yelled, he wasn't sure if the soldiers on the ground who were still fighting the trolls could hear it, and maybe even his own people in the air hadn't noticed that they were coming too fast.

At this moment, he saw a young knight of the Hammer charging towards the dragon on his griffin.

"What are you doing? You fool, I order you to come back to me! ”

Kudran shouted an order at him, he recognized the griffon knight, a young man named Merkhead, who usually looked like he was giggling, he was the first to hear Kudran's roar, and then he spotted the huge dragons, he kicked his companion without thinking, and the griffin understood what his master meant, and began to climb high with his wings.

Merkhead didn't heed Kudland's orders, or maybe he heard them, but courage led him to decide to buy his comrades time to breathe. The young Hammer Knight, holding his hammer aloft, swooped down on the dragon with his companion at a dangerous angle, and let out a roar of rage as he threw the hammer out—

The dragon opened its mouth, revealing a triangular tooth the size of a stout dwarf and a blood-red tongue, and the warhammer struck the dragon's jaw, like a fruit smashed on it, and then, under Kudran's angry eyes, the young Hammer Knight, along with his companions, was swallowed by the dragon without making a sound.

He even noticed not even a hint of fluctuation in the dragon's golden eyes, and the green skin on the dragon's back that held the reins.

"Retreat!"

Tulayan heard Kudran's roar and looked over - a young griffon knight and his mount had been swallowed by the dragon like a sausage.

And now, the dragons were flying towards them, and they had begun to swoop, and flames began to dance in their gaping mouths, and the flames flickered even more intensely than daylight.

He'd heard of dragons' breath, and was surrounded by a young but spell-rich mage, his friend Khadgar.

Khadgar knew the power of the dragon's breath, and he used his magic in time to make his voice hearable by every soldier on the battlefield, warning them.

"Retreat, all retreat! Right now! ”

Tulayan also understood the strength of the dragon, and he needed to think about it more, but just as he gave the order, a figure appeared on the body of the leading dragon, and then he heard a "bang" sound of steel and flesh colliding, the dragon's open mouth was slammed together, and the whole huge head involuntarily tilted up, and the dragon let out a painful hiss, but it was blocked in its throat.