Chapter 211: The Battle of Mount Hyjal (1) The Tenacious Seventh Army
At night, the alliance had been waiting for the Burning Legion for half a day, and they finally launched an attack, first of all, the boundless army of the undead, the brainless war of attrition began, and the long-range weapons such as bows and arrows, magic, and turrets continued to bombard, or let some fish slip through the net into the minefield, consuming some mines. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Seeing these mines being consumed like this, Tyrande frowned, and the fat man said: "These are all bought from goblins, and they have all been arranged, don't worry about their number." ā
Tyrande saw the fat man and they buried mines, although he knew that there were many more behind, but if the undead army kept charging like this, how much would be left in the end, Tyrande did not have such an optimistic attitude as the fat man, and immediately ordered the blade car to launch a long-range strike.
Watching Tyrande make a move, the fat man nodded, this is like a friendly army, the lethality of the blade car is considerable, and the army of the undead is almost suppressed on that death line.
The army of the undead did not stop, and continued to storm the alliance's defense line, the whole process was very boring, there were no strong people among the undead, and the burning legion did not come out, just a group of corpses were advancing towards the alliance's defense line, which made the fat man feel that they were here to die.
Azgalor stood in the distance with the Burning Legion, watching the army of the undead continue to go up to die, and he couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted at Barato: "Did Lord Manolos really die at the hands of the opposite team?" ā
Azgalo, Manolos' lieutenant and the Demon Lord of the Abyss, took over Manolos' position after Manolos disappeared and led the Demon Army. When Azgalor first heard the news of Lord Manolos' death, he completely thought that he had misheard, how could the powerful Lord Manolos die in this small world, but Barato was so firm, and Lord Akmund also said that Lord Manolos's breath had disappeared, so he let himself take over the position of Lord Manolos.
Barato said firmly: "Even if they died at the hands of the opposite team and the orcs, they are very strong, Lord Azgalor, please don't underestimate them." ā
Azgalo thought: "The guy who was able to kill the destroyer Manolos, how to fight him himself, and the fact that the Dark Lord Tikdios also died on this continent is enough to show the strength of this continent." ā
Azgalor walked around irritably, and yelled at the terrifying lord Anselon next to him: "You let Reggie Donghan take the main force of the natural disaster to storm the enemy's defense line for me, don't fight a war of attrition for me anymore, I can't afford to wait, Lord Akmund can't afford to wait, you must fight quickly." ā
Azgallo used Akmund's method, the world that can make Sargeras fall, there must be a strong existence, Akmund doesn't want to show his head, let Azgalo take the lead first, Azgalor doesn't want to end up like Manolos, let Anselon go to the front line, and urge Reggie to send troops in winter.
The hapless Reggie had no choice but to send his most elite troops to attack, and it was the great battle that began.
When the Abomination and other classes appeared, the fat man was slightly shocked, is this still the Scourgeon Legion he knows? The cannon fodder troops did not consume much and dispatched the main forces.
The fat man didn't dare to be careless, and immediately asked Wendiku to attach great importance to the enemy's attack. And with Gianna and other strong people to the front line, ready fire support.
A large number of troops such as Abomination and Ghoul advanced to the minefield, the explosion of "boom, boom, boom", and the scene of flesh and blood appeared in front of everyone, Reggie Donghan continued to send troops without care, for him, no matter how much the main force of the natural disaster died, as long as he could rush down the position of the local army, otherwise, the terrifying lord Anselon behind him would let himself go.
Although Reggie Donghan is a lich, as long as the life box is fine, even if his body is destroyed countless times, he will not really die, but the pain of re-cultivation and the feeling of being killed are really uncomfortable.
Wendiku was at the forefront encouraging the soldiers of the Seventh Legion, motivating the soldiers, and roared into the formation as he saw the attack of the Scourge Legion coming.
The Seventh Legion relied on swords and shields, dead on the front line, their strength is not strong, but they have formed a solid line of defense, even if they lose the ability to attack, they must use their bodies to resist the enemy's attack, they are using tenacious will, in the desperate fight, a large number of high-level undead creatures poured in, so that this battle will gradually enter the harshest and most tragic moment.
Wendiku and other high-ranking knights continued to boost morale, slashing the long sword in their hands violently, and the golden holy light shone on the front line, bringing hope to everyone. Wendiku's Seventh Legion succeeded, they held off the undead onslaught, they held the front line, and they kept shouting: "For the Union." "Wait for the slogan, cheer each other on, one soldier falls, the next soldier will make up, they have no hesitation, they regard death as home.
The fat man saw their battle in the rear, and was sincerely proud of them, this is the real backbone of the alliance, there is no strong body of the minotaur race, no magic talent of the High Elves, no engineering talent of the gnomes, but there is a never-say-die and unremitting heart, it is precisely because of this heart that human beings can enter the ranks of the powerful races in the world of Azeroth.
Suddenly, a gargoyle appeared in the sky, and the fat man shouted: "Quickly send air force support, we can't let the warriors of our Seventh Legion fight alone, beat the drums of war, quickly." ā
The war drums of "dong dong dong" sounded, the gargoyle's sonic attack began to weaken, the alliance's air force rose into the air, and the griffin knights rushed to the gargoyle with indomitable progress, they are all the elite of the alliance, and the entire alliance has spent a lot of manpower and material resources to create the elite, in the face of the gargoyle's war, it can be said that it is crushing, their skilled combat skills, and the air force of the scourge legion has been dealt a heavy blow.
Gianna and the others looked proud, this is the true essence of the alliance, Tyrande looked at the alliance air force in the sky, and his eyes flashed with a fine light.
The fat man suddenly thought of a question and said to Tyrande, "High Priest Tyrande, can your Night Elf air force support us?" You know, although our air force is elite, there are not many of them. ā
Tyrande affirmed, "Our air force is on its way to support, and the horned eagles are coming, so please hold on for a while." ā
With Tyrande's reply, the fat man was relieved, he grew up in the twenty-first century, how could he not know the importance of air supremacy, if this was mastered by the Scourge Legion, this battle would hardly have to be fought, not to mention the big bat of the Burning Legion, just the frost dragon of the Scourge Legion, his own troops could not carry it. (To be continued.) )