Chapter 405: The Battle of Mén

Months have passed since the Cenarion Council discovered the Beetle Wall, to the Bronze Dragon's warning, to the various factions opening a peace meeting, finalizing the lineup, collecting supplies, and assembling the various forces of the coalition.

Now, the Scepter of Quicksand has reunited, and tens of thousands of Allied warriors have appeared at the southern end of the desert under the leadership of the commanders led by King Sarufar, staring with bated breath at the eerie Mén of Angela and the gong hanging high on the platform of the beetle.

As long as you hit this gong with the dragon bone staff and quicksand staff, the beetle wall that was forged by countless dragons and druids sacrificed hundreds of years ago and guarded the continent for nearly a thousand years will become history, and the mysterious insect kingdom will once again appear in front of the world

In the last battle of quicksand, in the face of the aggressive Qila worm people, only the dark night jīng spirit fought alone. But this time, almost the entire continent is united, and it is believed that when Angela's mén is opened and the magical barrier on the Beetle Wall is shattered, the Zermen will face their own end

Steam engineering vehicles, tanks, jīng spirit moon blade vehicles, orc catapults, and various large war equipment are placed on the commanding heights.

Warriors of all races, including the Seventh Legion, Kukaron, Gnome Mages and Silver Moon Magisters, Draenei Paladins and Jīng Spirit Blood Knights, Minotaur Totem Warriors and Dwarven Shield Guards, Orgrimmar Wolf Cavalry and Danmoro Goat Cavalry, Night Sentinels and Silver Moon Rangers

In the past, the long-cherished enemy who was fighting with fire and water and fighting for his life has now put aside his hatred, fought side by side, and faced a strong enemy together.

Under the watchful eyes of all the allied warriors, King Sarufar solemnly took the quicksand scepter from the hands of the druid Sinoma, slowly walked up to the towering beetle platform, stood in front of the gong, and slowly looked back

"I, Brocks' brother, Sarufar."

"I'm the Supreme Commander of the Kalimdor Coalition, and you all know that."

The slow and calm tone was not very loud, but the steadfastness revealed in it easily diluted the little wandering of the coalition warriors in the face of a fierce battle, giving people an indescribable confidence.

After a slight pause and looking around at the nervous coalition warriors below, King Sarufar's voice suddenly raised: "An orc, a true orc warrior, he has only one pursuit in his life: to die a glorious death in a decisive battle with the enemy."

"Many of you have not fought in real battles, and peace, peace has been with us for many years."

"We've had nothing to do all these years, but we've fought for many years."

All the warriors of the coalition, including the commander, listened quietly, and when it came to peace, the veterans, including the orcs, more or less lù a hint of longing, even longing. The hideous face of the past has also become much softer

When they said that they had fought, everyone's hearts tensed again, and the gods became solemn again.

Perhaps thinking of the brutal battlefield where blood and fire converged, the selfless fight of life and death, the soldiers gradually breathed heavily, unconsciously clenched their weapons, and the atmosphere became tense in vain

"During those years of fighting, the smoke of gunfire filled the sky and the earth, and the Burning Legion and the Undead scourge wreaked havoc on our homes, killing our loved ones. At that time, these insects lurked at our feet, lurking under our homes, waiting. ”

"Waiting to kill us all, starting with our children. This is what they do for their gods"

"What will we do for our gods?"

The coalition warriors were silent, but their eyes flashed with fierce, fiery hatred. As long as a true warrior can't tolerate himself in a bloody battle, there are some despicable beings watching the beautiful homeland, relatives, and even children in their hearts

The atmosphere was unprecedentedly depressing, but it was brewing and erupting in a more intense state

Mattis snorted softly and then turned his head, as if to express his disdain for King Sarufar, but the sè color, which was very indistinguishable from the warriors of the other coalition forces, showed his psychology very thoroughly

Looking around and sweeping over every legion, King Sarufar roared loudly: "We will resist to the death and we will not give up."

"We are one, a united whole that we will triumph, and their gods will fail"

"Today, if we die in battle and die in this land, we will die glorious."

"Today, if we die in battle, it is to protect our children, our parents, our lovers."

Shouting out in a voice that is almost like a roar, and ending unusually softly and gently, everyone can feel the heartfelt truth in the words of King Sarufar, and the fighting spirit to defend their homeland to the death

The scene fell silent at first, and then exploded

"For Kazmodan, for Danmoro", "For Mogore", "For the Alliance", "For the Horde", "For the Glory of Sylvanas", "For Silvermoon City, For the King of the Sun"

The bold and straightforward dwarves were the first to shout, and then a series of warlike chants

"For Darnassus' sake, may Elù bless us." The Moon NV God Priest murmured involuntarily.

The Draenei were silent, their eyes complicated as they looked at the warriors who were ready to fight for their lives for their homeland, but their minds flashed to the distant Argus, the once beautiful and rich homeland that had been destroyed in one fell swoop

"For Naru" Garrison Officer Kurus said in a barely audible voice, or simply moved his mouth.

The slogans that used to be firm are so powerless in front of the coalition warriors that they are even ashamed to shout out loud.

Once upon a time, in front of the Burning Legion, the planet Argus and the Eredas faced the same choice

The races of the continent of Azeroth、Abandon their prejudices against each other、Chose to resist to the death、For this、Sargeras was defeated, Manolos fell, and Akméngde also fell, but、What about the Eredas?

Kurus didn't know the original situation, but at this time, he couldn't help but wonder if the original and Eredas swore to resist to the death, would it be a different situation? Still living in a noble form in a beautiful home, pursuing mysterious magic?

In ancient times, in order to resist Sargeras, the heavens and the earth were not hesitated, Hyjal Ragnarok, countless warriors followed one another, and finally defeated Akméngd, the races of the Azeroth continent can, why, the noble Eredas can't?

Betrayal, submission, and flight were the decisions made by the Argus race, for which they spent most of the universe in exile for thousands of years, but ironically, they have not escaped the shadow of the Burning Legion

Why, why didn't you try to resist in the first place? Just because Naru gave him a hope of survival? Even if it fails in the end, as this 'damned' orc says, it is glorious to die rather than a damned draenei, an exile

In the face of the high-spirited coalition soldiers, the Delanees looked out of place.

It's not just Curus, the huge contrast makes many Draenei people waver, struggle, and dazed in their eyes.

However, in the face of the probing eyes of his subordinates, Kurus could not give an unwavering answer as he did in the past

In the blood jīng spirit team, Mattis's face no longer had the same unruly sè as before, and he glanced at King Sarufar who was shouting loudly on the high platform, slowly closed his eyes, clenched the long sword in his hand, and said in a low voice:

"I take back my words, not every orc is so hateful"

Xie Feng and Eldara were slightly stunned, glanced at each other, and turned their heads to look at this thorn with a look of surprise.

Looking at the other members of the Flame Eagle who were also complicated, but couldn't help but chant with the Morning Blade soldiers, a thought suddenly flashed through Xie Feng's heart, "If we let them go back and pass on this battle and this passage to the other Outland Blood Jīng Spirit Expeditionary Forces, can we change the opinion of those members of the Royal Party towards the orcs?" Even if it's just a little bit."

As soon as he thought of this, Mattis suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes once again appeared with firmness, recklessness, and a hint of disdain peculiar to jīng spirits:

"In the future, I will give them a dignified way to die, just as they yearn for"

Xie Feng was speechless. A little hope just appeared, but it was ruthlessly extinguished in an instant, and the depression in my heart could not be increased.

Not only the soldiers of the coalition army, but also the adventurers and mercenaries who heard the news around them also let out an earth-shattering roar. For the sake of the alliance and the tribe, the slogans that were shouted simply for the sake of shouting in the past were poured out of their hearts for the first time.

Looking at the fearless gods of those soldiers who were caricatured as stupid by themselves in the past, I suddenly felt how ridiculous my thoughts were, and every shout, the identification with the camp in my heart, and the sense of belonging would also increase by one point

The earth-shattering roar resounded throughout Silissos, and the soldiers left behind in the two northern camps and the Cenarion Fortress involuntarily raised their weapons and silently blessed their comrades not far away.

The remaining xenomorphs in the three hives have also become more active than ever, emitting a non-stop and impatient hissing sound, as if cheering for the return of their gods, or perhaps having a premonition of their own fate

The cheers slowly fell silent, and the high platform was quiet again, but the fighting spirit of the soldiers was more high-spirited than ever.

Field Marshal Windsor walked up to the Alliance camp and whispered to King Sarufar:

"Sarufen, let us put aside our prejudices and hatreds and fight together to eradicate these bugs that threaten our homeland"

Duke Leorik raised his sword and said steadfastly, "I will fight side by side with you until the last moment of my life."

King Sarufar replied with his battle axe and quicksand scepter raised to the sky and roared silently.

Immediately, under the attention of tens of thousands of people, he waved the dragon bone staff, the quicksand scepter, and slammed it on the gong

"Qiang~~~" The deafening crisp sound resounded throughout the desert, expressing to all the people of Silisus, the coalition forces, the members of Cenarion, the adventurers, and even the wormmen, that a fateful battle was officially coming

As the gong trembled violently, the knotted tree roots entrenched on the wall of beetles withered and fell off in an instant after several contractions, and the seal condensed by the power of nature summoned by the deer helmet that had poured countless dragon lives into the past was quietly shattered.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone who were struggling to breathe, a group of tall figures slowly stepped out of the shadow of the city, and the large mén, which had been closed across the country for nearly a thousand years, appeared on the platform of the beetle.

The human form is far taller than that of ordinary humanoid creatures, and the body that is enough to compete with the magic mecha is crowned with a strange dog head, unique desert costumes, dark skin, and various shapes that clearly tell their identity

The most loyal escort and the most outstanding vanguard unit of the ancient Angela Bugs of Anubisas, the proudest masterpiece of the Twin Emperors, and an efficient killing machine with low intelligence but strong strength and fearlessness

The long ban has made their dull minds unable to adapt to the status quo of regaining freedom, and they stared blankly at the familiar desert, the unfamiliar high platform, and the dense and tense ants under their feet-the coalition warriors.

For a moment, a group of insects with teeth and claws swelled out of Angela's mén like cháo with a rapid hiss, and their sharp elytra trembled excitedly because they felt the atmosphere of war, looking at the coalition warriors in front of them.

At the same time, the insects in the three hives of Silisus, Rego, and Zora were also more excited than ever, and they all rushed out of the nest and rushed to the nearby stronghold, the outpost camp of the Alliance Tribe, and the Council of Cenarion under the leadership of the leader

Tanaris, craters and other places also opened the seal at the same time, and the resonance crystal of the Qila worm appeared.

After igniting the Great Desert of Silisus, the flames of war began to spread to other parts of Kalimdor

Finally, Anubisas' sluggish brains finally began to turn, and they realized that the ants in front of them were the enemies of the Qila Zerg, and they pounced fiercely with their huge black claws, and then a steady stream of Qila Zerg poured out of Angela's mén, and rushed towards the coalition forces that were waiting for Anubisas

"Beat the drums and march" Back in the coalition camp, King Sarufar waved his battle axe and roared loudly.

The first to attack were all kinds of war machines, catapults, moonblades, and steam engineering vehicles and siege tanks controlled by pygmy technicians

The light moon blades were the first to arrive, and the speed made it impossible for Anubisas to dodge, although they had long scars on their bodies, it was difficult to kill, and only the dozen or so unlucky ghosts who rushed to the front and were directly hit by dozens of moon blades were knocked down.

The catapults also didn't do much, and the mighty Anubisas could even shake the flying boulders with their giant claws, sweep them away, and even catch them and throw them back to the coalition forces, causing a lot of húnluàn.

Only a steam tank could pose a threat to Anubisas, first wounding or even breaking Anubisas' tuǐ with a front hammer that shè went out, incapacitating them and bombarding them with shells.

The Anubisas, who were in contact with dwarf technology for the first time, did not know the power of tanks, and even some of them tried to grab the shells and throw them back with their strength, and the result was naturally extremely tragic

With the steam tank as the front, the coalition soldiers Hún were mixed in, and hundreds of Anubisas were killed.

Each of these giant-shaped war machines requires a whole team of allied forces to face together, and even then they have to pay a heavy price to win, and the battle has just begun.

The warriors who were inspired by the Sarufar Declaration completely put life and death and the hatred between each other aside, and did not hesitate to kill the enemy, even to resist the attack of the opposing camp, or even die, with only one belief in their hearts, that is, to defeat the insect people and the ancient evil gods behind them, and to defend their homes and relatives.

The tragic battle, the death of dozens of warriors in every breath, in exchange for the life of at least one Anubisas, or even just a serious injury, but no one in the coalition warriors flinched, even in the face of the fate of no corpse, they are still one after another.

There are only a few generals who can really face it alone, but in the face of the huge number of Anubisas, it is a drop in the bucket and does not play a role, plus the battle situation is at a stalemate, and the mage troops are no longer able to attack. The dwarf steam tanks have also been trapped by the coalition forces and the corpses of Anubisas, unable to move forward, and their role is becoming less and less.

To add insult to injury, the Qila Worm also rushed into the battle group under the leadership of a giant Worm Man, cooperating with Anubisas and slaughtering the coalition warriors, while at the same time, an Anubisas with blue skin and a team of golden horns on his back suddenly jumped out and rushed into the steam tank group, and the giant obsidian sword in his hand could scrap a tank with every attack

"Heroic bugmen?" The Great King of Sarufar looked solemnly at the giant beetle that wantonly slashed and slashed the warriors of the coalition army.

The coalition strikers are almost unable to support it, and if the main force is not dispatched again, "Colm, order Kucaron"

"Wait, mentor, it's not time yet" Xie Feng suddenly stopped him.

"It's the Worm General that Rajax has made Vandal hate for nearly a thousand years," Hamuel reminded Xie Feng solemnly.

"I know it's him~" Xie Feng nodded solemnly, cast a knowing gaze, and then walked in front of the Grand Karcist Wilfred Firsbarn under the gaze of all the commanders: "Let's start"

The quick-witted little dwarf also became rare and serious at this time, teleporting to the edge of the battlefield in front of him and waving his staff

"Jiji~~ Thank you, sad insect man, I will begin the summoning ceremony. When the ritual is complete, a terrifying Doomsday Guard will appear"