Dalaso ran to command his mortar, Arctos was sitting on the ground, pouring astral water into his mouth to restore his energy and physical strength, although it didn't seem like a fierce battle, but Arctos had already consumed a small half of his spirit, in this dangerous battlefield, staying energetic at all times is an effective way to survive.

The hunter next to him was holding a rather gorgeous sniper rifle in his hand, which looked quite familiar, not like the flare sniper rifles of the dwarves, but like modern firearms, rifled and equipped with sniper scopes.

"This gun is peculiar." Stim said as he wiped his sniper rifle without looking up.

Knowing that he was talking to himself, Actos leaned over and looked at the industrial gun in front of him: "This gun looks familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen it." ”

Stim threw away the cloth stained with gun oil in his hand and stroked the gun in his hand before saying, "This gun is called the Wolf Slayer Sniper Rifle, and I brought it from Karazhan." He stroked the lion beside him: "Shuma too, he has been here with me for several years. ”

What the? Acttoston was stunned by the hunter's words, as if he knew what Actos was thinking, the hunter raised his head and grinned: "Didn't I just go to Karazan to try my luck, but I didn't expect to be careful all the way, fleeing everywhere, and finally after defeating the wolf, I was actually thrown to the outer land by a sudden burst of magic, if it weren't for my sniper rifle being inexplicably promoted to an epic, and with Shuma with me, I guess I would have died in the wilderness." ”

Stim had a sad expression on his face: "I've been waiting here for three years, dealing with demons every day, and I want to go back to Flash Gold Town in my dreams." I think that in the kingdom back then, my Fanxi Stim was a famous lone ranger, a model among hunters, after so many years, I have almost become a weathered old farmer from the handsome guy in the prime of life, are you really sure that the black door is open? ”

"Didn't you know about it earlier? The Black Gate opens, and the legions of the Alliance are battling demons and expeditioning into the Outlands. Actos poured the last sip of astral water and sighed, "It's true, the whole of Azeroth is preparing for an expedition to the Outlands, and this time, we will not only defend against those demons, but also conquer the entire Outlands. ”

Touching his partner with peace of mind, Stim said: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid it's still fake news, I'm afraid that there will be a ghost place that will continue to be here, there is no hope, no future, nothing, fighting with demons every day, fighting with orcs, and then I don't know when I will die here." ”

The hunter hugged Shuma and buried his face in his partner's fur: "I'm really fed up, I'm really afraid of dying here, there's nothing, no one knows me, silently in this kind of place, turned into a pile of bones." I'm not reconciled, even if I die, I also want to die worthwhile, I don't want to be completely forgotten when I die, what's the difference between that and never lived. ”

Actos sighed and patted the hunter on the shoulder: "Don't worry, you will survive, we will all survive, the army of the alliance has crossed the dark gate, they are coming to us, from the cursed land to the dark gate, from the front line of the legion to the path of glory, they chant the name of glory to launch a surprise attack, keep advancing. Soon, the flag of the Alliance will fly in the Dark Gate, in the Glory Castle, in the Hellfire Fortress, and conquer the entire Hellfire Peninsula! "Arctos used the Holy Light to unleash his courage and boost the morale of the soldiers around him, and at the same time told them about a bright future, even if it wasn't necessarily true, but for these Alliance warriors who had waited too long, any hope could make them burst into great power.

"We will assemble at Fort Glory and break through the blockade of demons and orcs along the way, and our army will be invincible, occupy the Hellfire fortress, and hang the heads of those demons and orcs on the walls as decorations! We're going west through the dense forests to see the ancient city of Shattrath, where the warriors of Aurelia Fortress are waiting for us, singing and laughing with us, rushing into the Shadowmoon Valley, where the demons have blockaded us, beating the demons there, and then stumbling their masters off their heads and trampling them under their feet in the Dark Temple! From Voidstorm and Blade's Edge to Oakington, from Nagrand to Shadowmoon Valley, the entire Outlands are filled with blue, the Outlands are pure for the sake of blue! We will wipe out these orcs and demons once and for all! "There is nothing special about Actos's words, but when he uses the Holy Light to inspire the will of these warriors, even the most lame words can make their blood surge and full of fighting spirit.

Twenty years, a full twenty years, is enough time for a child to become a father.

Twenty years, even on weekdays, we dare not say that twenty years are the same, absolutely unchangeable. Yet in the Outlands, on the Hellfire Peninsula, far from Azeroth, in a shattered, nearly destroyed world, they held on.

There is no hope, no future, no tomorrow, no reinforcements, no news from home, just a day-to-day war, full of enemies, leaning on a fortress and holding out in the craziest places of the demons.

In the few days that Actos arrived, he fully understood how boring and desperate the life of the soldiers of Fort Glory had been in the past twenty years, and he woke up every day to train, then went out to find supplies, fought demons and orcs, and when he returned, he recalled the past with the items he had brought from his hometown, and hypnotized himself that reinforcements would come tomorrow.

The next day was training, fighting, reminiscing, and then hypnotizing myself.

The Union flag that Actos saw in the barracks, the flag had been hanging on the wall for twenty years, the original blue and gold had been washed white, and the original color was almost invisible, time had left traces on the banner, and the half-rotten flag was the treasure of all - because it was the last military flag that could be kept after all these years of leaving Azeroth.

A veteran was so drunk on the day of Actos' arrival that he cried uncontrollably into a small note in his pocket watch, on which only one sentence was written: "Daddy, wait for you to come home." The veteran cried and said wait for me to come back.

Later, Arator told Actos that it had been given to him by his daughter before he left, and that he had been reading the note every day for twenty years, and that he had used his exploits to become a squad commander and asked Master Khadgar to cast a spell to wrap the note in a magic crystal so that he could return to it in the future.

The veteran cried to Actos: "For twenty years, twenty years, my daughter does not know what she has become of, and she does not remember me as an irresponsible father, and my wife does not know if she is okay or not. I miss them, but when you come, when the Alliance reinforcements arrive, I'm afraid, I don't know if I, a dead man, will disturb them, if I will disturb their regained happiness, I'm afraid......"

Almost 70% of the soldiers are families, fathers or husbands, and their families may have been waiting for their triumphant return, but twenty years ago, all this came to an abrupt end, and they were forgotten in the Outlands, dead in the eyes of most people.

At that time, Actos understood why these people were so excited about their arrival, a whole twenty years of despair, finally ushered in a glimmer of hope, that kind of madness is definitely not understandable to ordinary people, or rather, the entire Glory Castle is not crazy, it is already a rare thing.

In the distance, the massive Void Lord was walking towards the defensive line, roaring, defying the painless attacks in front of it.

Until Solarda's voice sounded on the battlefield: "Well done, boys, shoot Lao Tzu!" ”

A loud sound resounded throughout the battlefield, and a cannonball inlaid with crystal shards slammed into the Void Lord's body, and those crystal shards erupted with strong arcane energy, breaking through the shield on the Void Lord's body and smashing into its arm.

A louder explosion rang out, and smoke enveloped half of the Void Lord's body, and the demon's roar of pain rang out from the smoke.

When the smoke cleared, a large piece of the Void Lord's arm was gouged out, and almost less than a quarter was still attached to the body, and the broken shrapnel cut countless slender wounds on its body, and even after a few seconds, the energy on the Void Lord's body did not expel the energy from the wound.

Immediately after, loud noises rang out from behind the defensive line, and one after another cannonballs continued to fall on and around the Void Lord, and the middle of the warring sides was covered in the dust raised by the explosion of the cannonballs.

The lover's mortar rang out for a full minute, and the place where the shell landed dropped almost half a meter, and when the sound of the cannon stopped and the dust cleared, there were no demons and the scum of the Void Lord left in the crater that was blown out by the shell.

Aktos roughly calculated the approximate consumption of the dwarven mortar's continuous shelling for a minute just now...... Almost equal to twice the weight of a shell in gold.

Although he was mentally prepared, Actos said that he was still shocked by the local tyrant atmosphere of Fort Glory - the so-called stoning you to death with money is nothing more than that, right?

PS: I was pulled by the dead girl and drank and watched the movie again, and now my eyes are blurry, and I am turning around......