Under everyone's gaze, we landed, because some of my attentive eyes and the manager for a few days made my landing a little unstable, causing myself to almost fall to the ground. The pen "Fun" pavilion www.biquge.info and this successfully attracted the attention of Crassus.

"I suppose this is the new reinforcements you sent?" Luo Ning complained first about his teacher, it could be seen that his robe had been repaired many times, and the scratches on his face obviously made him go through many white-knuckle battles, yes, a commander who was a mage had participated in such battles, which showed that their previous battles were fierce....

"Neither the queen nor the rest of his guard dragons have any intention of sending a main force. Crassus persuaded him with regret as a student, and Ronin apparently understood this by the appearance of the two-headed dragon.

"Well, I don't know, what are they waiting for, hoping to show up and save us when we retreat to the end of the world..."

After the meeting, everyone also took advantage of the appearance of Crassus, an important figure, to renew the discussion. What I've been paying attention to at this point is that Gianna stands up as a leader and explains the situation.

"We are about to enter the territory of the Night Elves, who are said to be an ancient and mysterious race. I hope they will accept us. ”

"Definitely, because they know the horrors of the Burning Legion, His Highness Arthas said at the time. Falic said, but the High Elf Commander Lotherma disagreed, for the legend he knew was something else. "But that doesn't mean they've accepted us, and they'll even be angry with us for the territory we've introduced to the Burning Legion. ”

"No, in our legends, they are the ones who unite all our races, and since their ancestors knew this, I believe they will accept us and fight the Burning Legion together. A strong minotaur said this, maybe he was the legendary Kane, and his huge spear was something I could remember, but I didn't remember it anymore. The same was interrupted by a troll, who shared the same vision of the Night Elves, despite the High Elves' deep conflicts. "But that was 10,000 years ago, and I hope they know what we're here for, not take their territory. Almost everyone agreed, after all, the example of the orcs in front of us was in front of us, but it also reflected something else, and Salmer was silent. It was at this point that Gianna grabbed the topic and gave her opinion, and in her words I recognized a kind of intimacy and some memories.

"I will go to their chief, I remember Arthas said that they are peace-loving creatures and must let us befriend them, and I am sure they will be like us. ”

I tried my best to remember, but I still don't remember saying anything like that, and I had a feeling that I was very different from what I was back then. I didn't think much of it, because it was just after the end of the main topic that Crassus introduced me, and most of the people didn't care about my appearance, and as for becoming Gianna's mount, she still refused, because she thought I was better suited to cover everyone in the rear, like the red dragons who died in battle to cover the army. Maybe it's my fate, but even then I don't hesitate to do it.

The meeting ended quickly, and the rest of the discussion was almost all trivial, and I didn't listen to anything more. The army continued to march north on this earthy, gray and sparsely populated land, and I didn't know where it was, and I didn't communicate with anyone, and everyone looked at me with nothing but great surprises. Naturally, I can't share the joy and joy of seeing them, and gradually I am silent, but I can still be somewhat comforted when I peek at Gianna, especially at night, when everyone rests, I hover in the air to be vigilant about the surrounding situation, although there is a magical enchantment to prevent the enemy from teleporting from a distance to harass, but it is still necessary to have this.

After a few more days, when I could see the green mountains and highlands in the air, everyone knew that we had reached the vicinity of the Night Elf border, and the enemy may have also learned the news and refused to let us join forces and finally accelerated the pace of attacking us, and the scouts came to report that a large number of demons had appeared in the rear.

The expeditionary force that fled all the way knew that this was not a trivial matter, and in the end, everyone was determined to let the elite Grom and his Warsong clan and the elite of the Alliance, the Riptide Castle army stay to resist, I know very well that for the Alliance, this is a helpless choice, after all, Riptide Castle is different from other humans, because he is a country that has broken away from the Alliance, and in order to let the Alliance have a more unified will and determination, it will naturally kick out the outermost first. On the other hand, as for those peripheral soldiers, as long as the civilians they came with could be saved, they didn't need to care about the distance. As for me, I am naturally the first to be excluded.

Like them, I have no complaints, though almost all of them know that our resistance is a battle of no return, after all, the enemy is arranged according to the forces that destroy us all.

We made a battle deployment, set up some fortifications, and built some defensive equipment and traps, and unlike where we had come before, the lack of resources was not the same, and the large number of trees allowed me to forge small forts and prepare them before the enemy front arrived.

The battle began as soon as we met, and the tireless enemy rushed forward at the first meeting, regardless of life or death, to which we were greeted with human bows and arrows and throwing spears, and soon the enemy's skirmishes were broken up. Seeing this, I was glad that Grom was a very good commander, and he knew that these guys were only here to try, so he suppressed the anger of the orc soldiers. Nor did a few days of pre-war efforts be donated to these guys.

But it is precisely because he looks at the overall situation that he naturally understands that we people are resisting an enemy that is impossible to resist. Although he won the first wave, his smile did not even have a trace, because the enemies gathered more and more, and after the endless end, they still became darker and darker.

The only good way to explain such a situation is that we have the meaning of existence, we have dragged the enemy, and the enemy, too, has prepared everything. Because the decision to not test our bottom line came out, Grom still did not adopt offensive tactics, but another option.

"Release all the traps and everyone run. ”

His decision came as a surprise to everyone, and even humans were not satisfied with this cowardly behavior, let alone the warsong clan.

"It's an honor for a warrior to die in battle, I really didn't expect that as an orc chieftain would make such a choice, I can't believe my ears. "They did not question the fighting power and courage of this chieftain, but they questioned his actions anyway. And he told the human who mentioned it very wisely.

"We're here to stall for time, not to destroy the endless enemy. If they can get a heavy blow in the trap, then they can't be sure of our numbers, and they will look for us everywhere, and even after they have found us, they will continue to wander here, then our purpose is accomplished. His words were exactly what he was doing after the defeat of the orcs, and it was only with the support of the humans who had searched for him to no avail.

I was also shocked by his thoughts, of course, there must be some people left behind for such a thing, especially people with special abilities, such as..."Red Dragon, you stay, after we leave, you go and light the buried gunpowder." I think you can understand me. ”

I nodded calmly, and my heart became very calm.

Yes, if it is necessary for me, then it is understandable for me to sacrifice. Especially after their affectionate bows, and then the scattered hordes of orcs. Yes, for those Warsong clans who were not imprisoned in concentration camps, such scattering has long been accustomed to this, and although humans have not had that experience before, fortunately, the people of Rapids are still good at mountain warfare, and can adapt to it to some extent.

I didn't pay much attention to that, and maybe I didn't have to. Because I still have a way of life, that is, I have another form, an undead spirit who can disguise himself as a demon.

When all the humans and orcs were gone, I returned to my original form, the undead, to hide myself and observe the endless enemies ahead. It can be seen that the charging enemy does not realize the trap we have set at all, or that the number of enemies does not care about such a trick, and when the charging enemy enters the trap, he suddenly flies into the form of a dragon and flies forward.

The demon was horrified to see a dragon like me appear, and I happened to spit out flames into the pile of explosives. The huge explosion made the enemy panic even more, and countless enemies died instantly.

Explosives and firearms were ignited together, along with wood and dead trees carrying the gunpowder, and soon the place became a huge sea of fire, burning with the incoming enemy. The fire spread rapidly and penetrated deep into the depths of the enemy.

This does seem exhilarating, but even then it is unlikely to inflict heavy damage on the enemy, and such an explosion cannot harm the Doom Guardian in mid-air.

They rushed at me, and while my flames could wipe out some of them, I knew I had better run away from the fireworks, because there were so many enemies, especially since one of them had pierced his blade deep into the scales on my leg before he died.

It might not be a real threat if it were a normal weapon, but it was the blade that ignited the fire of the green demon, and he was still able to rot my wounds without treatment like mine, and the piercing pain made me more aware of the current situation. Yes, if I want to survive, I have to run now.

Fortunately, it wasn't the wings that stabbed me, I was a little glad to have thought, but what I saw in front of me made me feel particularly unfortunate, although my speed was faster than that of the Doomsday Guard, but the huge size could still easily reveal my position, coupled with the tireless nature of the enemies and the fact that I needed to rest in dragon form, so I had to rely on the shield to get rid of them as soon as possible, and the best of this was the mountains.

But I can't lead the enemy to the place where Grom is fleeing on the other side of the mountain, for which I can only choose the woods on the side, yes, if I can change my own appearance the moment their vision disappears...

I slammed into the ground, quickly transformed into human form, and immediately ran away. When the Doomsday Guard approached, they could only find it empty. After discovering that their target was gone, they could no longer hold back their strength and vented the power of their hellfire in all directions. And I had to get out of their field of view as soon as possible.

Get out of their sight as soon as possible, but at this time I found that my leg injury had become a burden for me, and if I hadn't been hurt, maybe I would have left a long time ago, but the reality is that after I have worked very hard, I can still see the Doom Guard, and not only that, but there is also a more terrifying situation, that is, I have left the smell of their weapons after being injured by the Doom Guard's weapon.

Suddenly, at this very moment, a Cerberus appeared out of nowhere, and suddenly I pounced, yes, in his fierce eyes, as if he were treating a prey like a human. But fortunately, he didn't make a move, maybe it was doubting its target, or waiting for something, I didn't think much about it, I just thought about it before it made a move.

Seeing that he and I were at a stalemate, my right hand reached for the dagger at my waist, and it was then that a large, majestic voice stopped it.

"Stop, scum!" said Cerberus, reluctantly moving away from my fallen body. At the same time, I was tucking the dagger back into my waist, and as he moved away, a huge figure came into front of me. "It's you, undead, I didn't expect to see you here, poor worm. ”

His words were very oppressive, and they brought me more than that, but also his appearance, a monster with a dragon-like body, a pitch-black body and huge wings... But if it weren't for the double-edged blood spear he held in his outstretched arms and the strong limbs that supported his body, I really thought he would be a black dragon, but his face was more hideous than all the demons I had ever seen, and his canine teeth that he couldn't hide with his huge mouth, I think there was only one creature that matched his name, and although I seemed to have forgotten it, I still felt that he was still very familiar to him.

With great fear, he didn't say anything, his cold sweat had already soaked him, although I knew that his strength was far inferior to that of the Black Dragon King or Akmund, but in terms of appearance, it was definitely more than that.

"Good, I feel your fear, undead. I may not be surprised to see you, and I can't kill you by some factor, but my nightmares will stay with you until your end, mortal. ”

As he said this, he dragged his huge tail and left, and the Cerberus beside him followed, and at the same time the Doomsday Guards also left, continuing on their way to pursue Grom, and I stood here and watched it all unconsciously...