"Aehorn, Lord of Frost? Elemental Lord of the world of Draenor? Xie Feng secretly speculated in his heart, frowned slightly, and looked at the magic array silently. *.

Led by Agra, nearly a hundred shamans formed a mysterious formation, urging the elemental power to be cultivated into one, outlining it.

These shamans were all brown-skinned Maghan orcs, and most of them were young people under the age of thirty or even younger, basically including the elite members of the next generation of shaman priests of the Outland orcs, which made Xie Feng have a little expectation in his heart

"Is it Echow?" Yolin looked at the midfield with a solemn face and sighed deeply, "I thought she would only summon a certain elemental lord."

"It's been a long time since I've seen Agra so angry~" Garrush's eyes flashed with excitement: "Naru will pay the price in the end!" ”

To be honest, what Xie Feng wants to know more than these is what the true strength of this Frost King is?!

Now it is clear that the coalition forces above the army have an overwhelming advantage, and the demon hunter group with Maghan Orc Elite and Varedis, as well as a few Magus under Xie Feng, may not lose to Shattrath in the duel of cutting-edge troops, the only thing to worry about is the decisive clash of top powerhouses.

If Aehorn, the Lord of Frost, didn't have the ability to carry one of Adar's two younger brothers, it didn't make a difference whether he had it or not

After half an hour of anticipation, the summoning ceremony finally ended as the shamans collapsed to the ground.

Under the violent elemental ability, the space was torn apart, accompanied by a cold aura, a terrifying-looking cyan elemental giant carrying a hideous death scythe and a terrifying appearance slowly walked out of the magic array, "Who is calling me?" Pathetic mortals?! ”

When the icy aura enveloped the audience and the elemental giants roared loudly, Xie Feng's face was full of horror and ecstasy.

The pressure on this arrogant big guy in front of him was no different from the King of the Four Winds who had been pitted in Silvermoon City. In other words, this is a top-level elemental lord comparable to the King of the Four Winds, only slightly worse than the elemental kings such as Ragnaros and Orakir!

Do these four have the ability to compete with Adar? No one will doubt this.

Ragnaros is so arrogant that he wants to destroy the world alone! If Adar dares to do this, he will definitely die and will not know how to die. Relatively speaking, the number one little brother of the elemental king, no matter how bad he is, he can fight with Adar's little brother, right?

With the top combat strength in place, the coalition forces no longer have to worry about the future, and begin to launch the final onslaught on Shattrath!

Advancing along the walls from the south to the east and north, the demons, blood elves, orcs, and ogres were divided into four groups, each guarding the stone bridge on the territory and several stairs from the slums, and launched a fierce raid

And without the barrier of the city wall, both sides have become more visible, and the French professions and ranged troops have also exploded!

The blood elf formation, there was almost no stop when there was a rain of arrows, and at Xie Feng's signal, the Far Traveler and the Chenfeng Shooters divided into arrays and attacked in turn, causing an endless hypothetical rain of arrows, coupled with the assistance of the Magister and the Chenfeng Summoner, the opposing alliance army couldn't raise its head at all.

And the battle on the orc's side was even more crisp, direct, and tragic! Without any fancy, in the midst of Garrosh's roar, the bloody wind was raised: "Come, children of the tribe! The roar of Hell will show you the way! Charge!!! ”

Without the reinforcements of the warlocks, the support of the expeditionary attack troops, and the support of the shamans, the orc warriors also advanced the battle line to the end of the stone bridge and gave up the sprint towards the last line of defense of Shattrath. Although they were able to fight here, they had already paid a relatively heavy price, and the Shatar guards, who tried to stop them in Shiqiao Township at that time, also paid a lot of troops, and the two sides once again reached a stalemate.

Compared to the attacks of orcs, demons, and ogres, they are more violent and chaotic. The former is because Varedis is still on the move, and at the same time suppresses the demon Orion team, just letting the demons play freely, which is completely blocking cannon fodder and consuming the opponent's combat power.

Outside the city, a handful of Gangar fitters and demonic technicians work intensely and orderly under the whip of the Queen of Pain, and their targets are the various large evil parts and machinery spread out on the ground, and as time passes, the three Megatrons take shape, revealing an unbeatable threat

The ogres were typical stunned, shamans, warlocks, and mages all charged along with the battle, and although they were disorganized, they still put a lot of pressure on the defenders with their strong individual combat power and the fat that they didn't know how to grow, comparable to a shield wall.

Slaig was rarely very quiet, didn't go directly to the war, and didn't know if it was the lesson he learned last time or if there was another conspiracy

And on the edge of the ogre team, Krush, who has basically completed the task, is leisurely watching the good show unfolding in front of him. At the same time, another colleague, an ogre mage from the Stonefist clan who was still outstanding in terms of strength and potential, caught his attention.

"Man, why haven't I seen you before?" Krush hesitated a little, and finally took the initiative to come over and have nothing to say, or, bored?

"Well, I've been in Nagrande before." The ogre who was asked was slightly flustered: "By the way, you can call me Cockresh." ”

Perhaps there is a tacit understanding, and the strong people above the hero level on both sides have not yet fought for the time being, and the situation is controlled by the absolute soldiers

But on the other side, the reinforcements of Fort Riptide, Prince Garin and Rommel, who were also trapped by the top powerhouses, were defeated by the Orcs and the Firewing troops!

As one of the old powerhouses of the orcs, the chief of the Bone Chewing Clan, and the strength of the Taga "Spine Crusher", he is completely at the bottom of the list among Grom, Kargas, Fenreth and others, but he is still a party overlord who has broken through to the hero level1 Although it is only the first level of heroes, it is also not to be underestimated.

At least in Danas' absence, none of the Riptide forces were his opponents, and they were barely supported by Prince Garin.

"Can anyone tell me why there are so many orcs here?" Rommel looked at the scouts with a grim face.

The sudden attack was on the verge of completely submerging this army, and it was able to hold on until now because these warriors themselves were battle-hardened veterans, and there were more than twice as many orcs, otherwise, Riptide Castle would have been silently withdrawn from this battle

"I can guarantee that absolutely no one has passed through the Thorn Path, and Kargas and his troops are now fighting Marshal Danas at Fort Honor!" A certain adjutant was resolute, without the slightest hesitation, and gave a very crisp answer.

"You're telling me that these orcs are from Shadowmoon Valley?" Rommel frowned. Judging by the situation just now, it was obvious that the other party was coming for themselves, and it was not such a coincidence that they came by accident, and if it was a force from Shadowmoon Valley, they should go and attack Shattrath with the demons, right?

If Arator was here, he would never be so entangled, and there is a camp of the Chewy Bone Clan just north of the Aurelia Fortress. It's a pity that the fox doesn't know.

However, they had no time to take care of this, and relied on the desperate tactics of the guards, and after a quarter of an hour or so of trembling with the Targa, Prince Garin finally couldn't hold it anymore, and as time went by, the Tokaral in his hand became heavier and heavier, and he was about to swing it still

Although Rommel saw it in his eyes, he had nothing to do about it, he thought that he was a beginner, but in this pure power duel, the strength that had just been promoted to the eighth order for a short time was completely useless in front of this orc chieftain, and he was just sent to death when he went up, so he could only stare at the side and be anxious.

Seeing that Prince Garin was about to fall, a beam of lightning suddenly appeared in the sky, striking him the back and knocking him out ̈.

"Wha, sure enough, the heroes only appeared at the most critical moment!" An arrogant voice sounded from the sky and everyone was stunned, and the dwarven griffin knight carried a thunderous warhammer and laughed loudly and landed in the camp of Riptide Castle: "Little one, how do you feel?" ”

Shut up, Kudranggarin took a few quick breaths in a row, adjusted his breath, and scolded the old dwarf unceremoniously.

The boring little guy, the two obviously have a friendship, Kudran didn't care at all, and still raised the war hammer at Taga, who had just gotten up, and scolded: "Stupid orc, that's how you bully children? Let the great Kudran show you what is the honor of a warrior! ”

Garin's face is green, and he is called a child in front of so many subordinates, and the prestige and tall image that he has finally established are complete~

Taga "The Spine Crusher is also not light, just made a sneak attack, and when he turned around, he talked about the glory of the warrior, and he was ashamed?"

Although it can be seen that Kudlan's strength is obviously higher than his own, is there the word retreat in the orc's dictionary? Challenge the strong to make their blood boil! Without much nonsense, he moved his back that was injured by the Storm Hammer and swung his sword: "Dwarf three, let's fight!" ”

Dwarf three? Kudran went on the spot and rushed straight up: "Damn green-skinned bastard, I'm going to make your face close to the warhammer!" ”

That's what you want! A happy smile appeared on the corner of Taga's mouth, and the experienced old orc knew very well how to provoke these upright, honest, or rather tenacious dwarf meaty people, in order to get a hearty battle, he was happy and provocative.

The battle is raging again! However, compared to just now, the momentum was very different, the two heroes who had fought for their lives, every time they swung their weapons, they carried a cold wind and a violent lightning battle circle, and no one dared to approach within thirty yards of the battle circle, except for those who simply wanted to die

And with Kudlan's support, the momentum of Fort Riptide is also skyrocketing, and it is no longer in the precarious position just now, but launches a counterattack.

At the same time as the two battlefields were fighting, the Zangar Swamp was also in the midst of a war

By the time Tyrondor's reinforcements arrived on the battlefield, the battle between the Naga and the Cenarion Expeditionary Force camp had reached a fever pitch!

In the earth-shattering shouts of killing, flesh and blood splattered, and thousands of lives were lost every moment.

The alliance equipment elves and the Cenarion expedition have also been supplied by the blood elves, but the Naga are also equipped with the best weapons and equipment provided by Prince Kael'thas in Silvermoon City, and the gap between them has been suppressed to the minimum, and the rest depends on the personal qualities of the soldiers!

Relatively speaking, the Naga undoubtedly have the upper hand, and their tall bodies and defensive, objective natural scales have greatly helped them.

In addition, the alliance army is fighting away from home, and the iron cans covered in plate armor in the swamp are suffering, and at the level of high-end combat power, in addition to a ninth-order commander of the alliance, Cenarion can only take the shot of the old bull head, Ischel and the guardian Hamut, adding up to only four people, but the Naga clan poured out, in addition to Vasqi and the Lord of Deep Water, several other famous powerhouses were also present, almost in a crushing state!

Seeing this, the Night Elf commander and commander of the Tyrondol coalition and the great warrior Sakas "Skyshadow" did not hesitate to lead his troops to launch a surprise attack from behind the Nagas, and immediately joined the battle

However, Vasqui's tens of thousands of years of age are not in vain, although he is arrogant, but it does not mean that there are many necessary precautions for fools, this sneak attack army, easy to die, crashed headlong into the ambush circle of the Steam Cellar Legion, the Grand Overseer Kariss, and the water warlock Sesbia.

However, this prey was obviously too big, and the steam cellar army alone would not only be unable to eat, but it would probably last until it reached its stomach, so Ms. Vasqi had to send another army to join the encirclement and suppression, and then there was a hole in the defense line on the other side.

It wasn't until D'Enta the Shadowhunter and his army of trolls attacked strongly, and Mennu the Betrayer and his army of Breakers alone were no match at all, and they were almost on the verge of collapse until Lord Calathreth of the Deep came to take charge, that the situation was barely maintained.

But with this rare opportunity, how could the old bull head continue to sit still? The Cenarion coalition forces launch a full-scale return offensive!

The Naga Legion was in flames, and Vasqi watched the situation intensify in anger.

The Hellfire Peninsula and the Gate of Darkness, under the opening of two teams of majestic wolf cavalry, two figures slowly appeared from the dark green wall of light

"I've finally set foot on this long-lost land, Draenor. ̈Hometown" The orc muttered in a low voice as he stared at the flame-covered sky.

Suddenly, right ahead, in a distant position, a terrifying evil aura rose into the sky, and immediately pulled back his thoughts

"This is the Abyss Lord? How can it be? The orc looked at the distant sky in shock.

Behind him, the potential figure, stroking the emerald green water pattern staff, sighed softly: "I have an ominous premonition."

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