It's a pity that Tyrande didn't mean to say any more at all, and said to the fat man: "The leaders of the Burning Legion have been dispatched, it seems that the general attack will not be too far, although we are prepared, but we are also afraid that there is a case, I hope that the alliance can set up another line of defense after us." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The fat man directly refused and said: "Tyrande, don't embarrass me, you know the strength of the alliance, we have defended the first line of defense for a long time, don't you see how heavy the casualties are?" Arrange another line of defense, not to mention that it is too late to transport personnel, even if the personnel are in order, there is not so much time to arrange. ”

Tyrande snorted coldly and said, "You just want to retain your strength, don't think I don't know your thoughts, since you don't want to help, then please leave." ”

Tyrande spoke too politely, and the fat man who had been kind was dumbfounded, and the fat man said to Gianna: "Let's go, everyone has driven people out, what are we going to stay for." ”

Gianna turned around and followed the fat man, and after walking for a long time, the fat man stopped, wondering about Tyrande's intentions, it stands to reason that the night elves are now short of manpower, why should they drive themselves away at this critical moment.

The more the fat man thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he always felt that there was something inside, so he quietly hid with Gianna at the edge of the Night Elf army, and Kong Yi and Kong Er were next to him, ready to evacuate at any time.

Although Gianna was puzzled, she also silently followed the fat man.

Watching the fat man and Gianna leave, Tyrande breathed a sigh of relief, and Santis said suspiciously: "Why do you want to drive them away, they are also two powerful mages, and they can have a little effect." ”

Tyrande sighed and said, "Don't ask more, from here to the World Tree, there can only be our Night Elves." ”

Santis was even more puzzled: "Didn't you propose to let the alliance arrange another line of defense before?" ”

Tyrande said directly: "With Walker's shrewdness, he will definitely not let the alliance suffer losses again, Karimdor is not the foundation of the alliance after all, it is difficult to replenish troops and supplies, if there are too many losses here, then after that, how can they have the ability to face the orcs, if they return to the eastern continent." ”

Santis was eager to ask Tyrande again why he had to let the Night Elves hold the last line of defense, but in the end he held back, and it was not good to know too much about some things.

Akmund returned to the Burning Legion, and Azgalor quickly greeted him and said, "Master, are you hurt?" ”

Azgalor was stunned on the spot when he saw that there was actually a night elf who could catch the director's death finger, how strong the polluter's death finger was, Azgallo didn't know, anyway, Azgalor himself didn't dare to take it hard.

Akmund said angrily, "Even that tiny elf can hurt me?" Azgalor, how stupid your head is. That elf was able to resist my attacks with nothing more than external force, and if I hadn't miscalculated, she would only be able to unleash a similar attack three times at most, and after three times, her energy would be gone. ”

When Azgalor heard Akmund's words, he knew that his opportunity to make meritorious contributions had come, and immediately said loyally: "Master, I will take the troops and tear up the elf." ”

Akmund glanced at Azgalor with satisfaction and said, "Go and kill that elf, crush their position, and your temporary position can be turned into a regular position." ”

Azgalor was overjoyed, and immediately rushed to the Night Elves' defense line with his most elite men.

Azgalor's Abyssal Demons spearheaded the attack, their size and weight causing a lot of oppression to the Night Elves, and when they stepped on the ground, the feeling of the earthquake made even the druids in bear form feel terrified.

The druids in bear form were all doubting whether they would be able to withstand such a large tonnage of demonic attacks.

Tyrande shouted, "Folks of the Night Elves, fight for Kalimdor!" Till death rests. ”

After Tyrande finished shouting, he knelt reverently, folded his hands, and began to pray to the moon god.

Santis immediately took over the command and commanded the troops to fight bravely.

The attack of the Night Elves caused little damage to the Abyss Demons, the Abyss Demons wielded their weapons and slaughtered the Night Elves wantonly, Santis continued to mobilize troops to surround and kill these Abyss Demons, but their strength was beyond Santis's cognition, hundreds of Night Elf elites could not kill an Abyss Demon, Santis was a little desperate, if it wasn't for the Luna Guards to withstand most of the attacks, I'm afraid the Night Elves' defense line would be broken.

When Azgalor appeared on the battlefield, Santis decisively dispatched an army of tree people, and if Azgalor led people to rush into his own defense, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The huge bodies of the treants are not inferior to the Abyss Demons at all, but they are much worse in strength and mobility, and Santis did not expect the Treants to be able to destroy the Abyss Demons, only hoped that they could delay a little time.

Azgalor watched as the Treants held off his Abyssal Demon Army, roared angrily, and began to charge forward. A shockwave cleared the way, and the treants who blocked him were blasted into countless debris, and Azgalor rushed in with a thunderous blow, and then unleashed the earth-shaking spell.

The Night Elves felt like the earth was shaking, and there was a sense of the end of the world. The demons of the Burning Legion took the opportunity to kill them.

Azgalor's tactics were not yet over, and he led his troops all the way to the mountains, but there was no enemy in the places he passed.

Shantis took the command horn and blew it, and a band of Night Elf warriors filled the battlefield.

Renate led his people to pounce on the Burning Legion, knowing that these demons were far stronger than themselves, but they had no choice.

The death of the Night Elves continued to rise, watching the clansmen being brutally slaughtered by the demons, Santis's heart was like a knife, seeing the heavy casualties of the clansmen on the battlefield, he gritted his teeth, blew the horn again, and another wave of Night Elves rushed forward.

Before, it was the Alliance that used flesh and blood to slow down the pace of the Burning Legion's attack, but now it is the turn of the Night Elves, who have lived for an unknown number of years, and have long put life and death on the line. The battlefield had become a mill of flesh, and the Night Elves' sacrifices had only slowed Azgalor's onslaught.

Akmund watched Azgalor's troops finally break into the night elves' military formation, he was very happy, he was getting closer and closer to the World Tree, as long as he broke through the Night Elves' defense line, he believed that it would not be long before he could absorb the power of the World Tree, with this power, even if the strong man who made Sargeras fall, he would not be afraid. (To be continued.) )