Akmund was also a little depressed, it wasn't that he didn't want to enter Mount Hyjal quickly, otherwise he wouldn't have assigned those tasks to Tikdios. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He had a sense of the demons under his command, and he sensed it when Tikdios died at the hands of Illidan's sword, and he was quite angry.

Of course he knows what Tikdios's strength is, and it can be said that Tikdios is the most loyal and powerful Dreaddemon King under his command.

I knew a little bit about the ins and outs of the matter, and it turned out to be the Arthas, the death knight chosen by Naozu who had undoubtedly betrayed the Burning Legion.

This is not a trivial matter, and the disobedience of Alsace also illustrates a problem, that is, the attitude of Naozu. In other words, the reason why Arthas can help Illidan so arrogantly, there must be something wrong with Naozu behind it.

After thinking of such a joint, Akmund had to stop his aggression and directly contact Kil'Gardan, who was still recuperating in the void, but this also took time.

Kilgardan didn't make anything explicit, just let Akmund continue his mission, and as for Naozu, he would take care of it.

Akmund, who put down his burden, directly used his own ability to summon an even more powerful legion from the base camp of the Void Burning Legion, plus the scattered troops after Tikdios's death, and instantly crossed the mountains on the periphery of Mount Hyjal and entered the core area.

Akmund came to the bottom of the main peak of Mount Hyjal, and the situation on the slopes of the mountain was clear at a glance, and the elves had united humans and dwarves to build a defensive line on the peak. Not only that, but above the mountainside, there was also an orc army, which made him grit his teeth with hatred. The presence of orcs here only means that Manolos, who had entered Azeroth earlier, had failed to control the orcs.

The view from the mountain was also very clear, and there were countless demons with teeth and claws, rushing towards the Alliance camp on the hillside like a raging tide.

"Rush, rush!" Akmund shouted below, "Crush them and rush to the top of the mountain!" ”

Varian was undoubtedly right to retreat the line some distance, and although the demon was powerful, the speed of the demon was significantly reduced in the face of the steep hillside, which kept the Alliance soldiers from being caught off guard.

"Defense, defense!" Bolvar was at the front of the line and shouted loudly, "Archers ready!" ”

A large number of archers lined up behind the warriors, bending their bows and arrows and pointing them to the sky, waiting for the commander to give the order.

"Shoot the arrows!" Berval watched as the demon ran up the hill, and when he was closer, he gave the order.

Arrows fly like locusts, and arrows rain down in an instant!

Although the dense rain of arrows that fell had a certain blocking effect on the demon, it basically had little effect, and the demon's rough skin and flesh were unimaginably thick.

Berval calmly looked at the rushing demon, he had never thought of keeping the Burning Legion out with a round of bow and arrows, that would be unrealistic. After the first round, Bolval raised his arms and continued to give the command to prepare to shoot.

At this time, the demon had already rushed through the distance of three hundred meters, and it was only one hundred and ten meters away from his camp, "Shoot!" ”

After Bowval's order was given, the bowstring behind it "banged" into a loud sound, and unlike the first round of shooting, this time the arrows had been replaced with iron arrows with great lethality, which were fired through the strong bow in his hand.

The sound of an arrow entering the flesh instantly interrupted the demon's howl, and then the sound of a fall to the ground. It is estimated that even Akmund did not expect that such a ridiculous weapon of human beings could actually cause damage to his own troops.

Akmund looked at the overwhelmed demon in front of him, and yelled angrily, if it wasn't for the fact that he needed to maintain his strength, he would have gone up directly to destroy this weak line of defense.

Archers who have shot three rounds of iron arrows are exhausted, and this kind of strong bow and iron arrows is the most physically demanding, and even the strongest archer cannot survive three rounds of high-density shots.

"Shoot!" Bervar was still giving orders, but instead of the human archers, the dwarven musketeers were fighting. It's just that the number of musketeers is limited and cannot play a decisive role, otherwise even if the demon is under the musket, it is impossible to easily break through the defense.

It's time! Bowwal looked at the demon who had already rushed to the sharp stake wall, drew his saber and pointed it at the demon, and shouted, "Fight! ”

There were a large number of warriors in the front row, and those with one-handed swords and shields all raised their half-human-high shields in their hands, and their two-handed giant swords were also clenched in their hands. Everyone's hands were sweating, they knew their fate, I was afraid that this battle would be their end, and they would not have the opportunity to go back to see their family and friends.

But no one flinched, the safety of the world is the most important thing relative to their own lives, they protect not only a tree, but also their loved ones, their hopes!

Hope for life!

Many of these warriors have participated in human-beast battles, but that kind of battle is obviously not comparable to this one, and the demon-strengthened orc warriors are not as powerful as the pure-bred demons. The last time they escaped death, it didn't make them flinch, but it greatly boosted their fighting spirit.

Although they all knew the end, they did not regret it, and they consciously stood in front of the recruits. The recruits have never seen such a cruel scene, they need someone to guide them, they need someone to motivate, otherwise this battle is not a battle against the demons, but a battle against the demons against the humans!

Andy looked at the human warriors standing in front of him, their faces less fearful, more indifferent. He knew that although their faces seemed calm, their hearts were not at peace.

This is a powerful psychological quality, and their emotions cannot collapse!

"Horse leather shroud, died on the battlefield!" Suddenly, one of the fighters uttered the words.

Andy's heart moved, and he couldn't help but think of the time Lothar, his spirit of risking his life once influenced everyone, but this warrior must be a veteran who followed Lothar in the first place.

"Horse leather shroud, died on the battlefield!" More and more soldiers in the front row began to murmur from their mouths, like encouragement and like last words before death.

"Fight, they're in!" Bolval's roar instantly ignited the fighting spirit of those warriors, but this fighting spirit looked like death no matter how you look at it. They did not passively defend as usual, waiting for the enemy's charge, but raised their weapons in their hands, formed a defensive formation and actively rushed towards the demons, and with the momentum of preferring to die.

A large number of soldiers in the back are also infected by the veterans in front, although they have not experienced the big war and have not followed Lothar, but they have grown up listening to the stories of a generation of legends, and this will be the moment for them to write legends!

Andy's dagger flew through the demon, and the demon's head shot up into the sky, blood spraying. In a short time, Andy was covered in blood, like a killing god.

Akmund's eyes widened again, the battle shouldn't have developed like this, his own legion should have just crushed them, crushing these pesky humans like ants.

However, the current situation has become a stalemate, and in the face of the human soldiers who are determined to die, it is difficult for the Burning Legion to survive for a while, which makes Akmund very annoyed.

However, he was not exhausted yet, his eyes swept to the four great generals behind him, who were the subordinates he had just summoned.