The waters of the Faeron River are roaring and roaring.

But the noise of the torrent can never be compared with the roar of bombs and grenades exploding on the battlefield at this moment.

Just as the glittering candle flame can never match the moonlight of Azeroth.

When the sky on the battlefield has become the bag of the coalition army, the Harpy bombing force, which Lao Tang has high hopes for, finally started its most gorgeous performance since its formation in the air corridor guarded by the coalition air force.

The noisy firelight and deafening roar are the most gorgeous foil to this performance; The demons and undead who splattered flesh and blood in the wails of pain, torn apart, and even turned into ashes and scattered souls, are the most gorgeous supporting characters and backdrops for this performance; And the cheerful cheers from the Minotaur warriors and the exclamation of the allied air cavalry are the most valuable praise and affirmation of this performance!

The demons and undead, who were firmly attracted by the minotaur warriors, had already surrounded the legionnaires. And the chaotic but dense formation of the demon army made them the best targets and targets at this moment.

When the first high-explosive bomb exploded in the army of demons and undead with the sound of falling from the sky, the fate of the vanguard of the Burning Legion, which was ravaging the Gray Valley and devastated the living creatures, was already sealed!

This is a complete disaster for the demon army!

Just as Don had expected, the demons of the Burning Legion and the walking dead of the Undead were plowed over and over again by the Harpy bombardment force with almost no dead ends......

Each high-explosive bomb shattered the demon's monstrous and terrifying body; Each bundle of grenades puts an end to the demon's evil and tyrannical life. When the Harpy bombardment force poured a total of tens of thousands of bombs and grenades above the heads of the demon army, except for those who were tightly surrounded within thirty or forty yards of the Minotaur Warrior Gate, the demon army of nearly 100,000 troops and the sea of undead scattered all over the mountains could finally survive, and there were no more than ten people who could stand up in the battlefield again.

Even those demons who were lucky enough to survive without being directly hit by the bomb were scarred one by one, and even shocked by the continuous shock waves to the point of vomiting blood. I don't know how many people have physical disabilities......

When the Hippogriff bombardment force frantically dumped the ammunition it carried, and the whole team returned home, the deafening explosion roar finally stopped, and the whole battlefield was silent!

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the stumps of demons and undead were scorched black from the explosion as far as the eye could see.

The stench of blood and filthy entrails covered the ground, and the charred and foul-smelling demonic blood emitted from the corpses everywhere was disgusting.

In addition, a large section of the land was cut straight down, and it was still completely soaked with blood.

The whole battlefield is like a terrifying hell.

It's just that this hell belongs exclusively to the demons of the Burning Legion and the walking dead of the undead.

The demons who survived, their eyes glazed and their expressions did not belong. The whole brain is blank. Even though they had conquered one world after another, destroying one plane after another, how could they ever encounter such terrifying counterattacks and heavy blows?

I'm afraid the last time it was a war of the ancients that dates back 10,000 years, right?

One world, different times, same but different resistants......

The Burning Legion, which is famous in the Endless Universe and has brought countless panic disasters, has twice been destroyed in the same world. Even if the final battle is not yet in place, all the creatures of Azeroth will be convinced that that day will not be too far away!

Because, here it is—Azeroth!

……

"Wrestling with the Dragons, Warriors, Fish Scale Formation! Kill me! ”

When the scorching air escapes clean. When the flying earth and stone dust settled, looking at the fierce achievements of the Eagle Body Force in front of him, the old Tang raised his double hammer and roared loudly, and took the lead in rushing towards the demon troops who survived but were completely stunned.

Beat the water dogs!

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

"Kill!"

The air seemed to return to the lungs again, and the loud noise of war exploded in my ears again. In the roar of Old Tang, the soldiers of the Dragon Wrestling Legion were the first to recover and their morale was greatly boosted. With a hideous face, he slaughtered the demons who had lost their souls and the walking dead who were still screaming and struggling.

After being besieged by the demon army for so long, it was finally the turn of the Minotaur warriors to fight back.

Just like what has been shown in countless battles. The tall and majestic, burly and mighty Minotaur warriors were in groups of three with each other's horns, and the three groups and one team cooperated tacitly, and thousands of squads gathered with each other to support each other, and the roar of Old Tang's orders resounded through the battlefield for a moment. It has changed from the previous defensive shield formation like a steel barrier to a strangulation formation that relies on each other like fish scales.

War trampling, shockwaves, thunderbolts...... All kinds of control skills are used in turns, and they always maintain the oppression and control of demons and undead; Tomahawk slashing, shield slamming, and even sharp angle punctures, heavy hoof trampling...... The Shuharu warriors used a qiē weapon to the extreme, staging a massacre without mercy!

At this moment, a signal flare exploded in the sky of the battlefield again, and the last killing game arranged by the coalition forces was suddenly activated......

Cavalry charge!

"For the Alliance!"

"The Light is with us!"

The 10,000 hoplites of the Seventh Legion, marked by the family emblem of Duke Anduin Lothar, the lion of the Alliance, were led by two heroic mid-level masters, Duke Leorik and Brian Copperbeard, the rider of the Danmoro War Sheep. Rushing down the hill in a devastating manner, he took down the demon army that had already been scattered. The momentum of the Knights bursting out is inviolable!

"For Elune!"

Sentinel General Santis Feather Moon shouted the Goddess of the Moon, leading more than 5,000 Sentinel Rangers to follow closely behind, sitting on the galloping Nightblade Leopard, running along the formation of the demon army. The Night Elf sentries aimed at the remnants of the demons and bent their bows and arrows. When it came into range, it rained down on arrows, headshots and throat-piercing demons with precise arrows!

"The lads of Kukaron!" The Sarufar brothers, who had already been ready to go, glanced at each other and roared in unison: "For the tribe! Charge...... 10,000 Kukaron wolf knights chanted, "Victory or death!" This battle cry passed down from generation to generation by the orcs, led by the two epic heroes and orc generals of the Sarufar brothers, accompanied by the bloodthirsty thaumaturgy and the beating of war drums personally performed by Thrall and a group of shamans, launched a furious surprise charge against demons and undead from the other side of the battlefield. The ferocious wolf bared its fangs. Flashing its claws, it galloped at high speed, roaring towards the enemy; The tomahawks in the hands of the Kukaron warriors are cold and cold, and they can't wait to drink the blood of the demons!

"The brilliance of the Darkspear Troll never fades!"

And behind the orc wolf knight, Woking, who had always been quiet and calm, also raised his arms and shouted. More than 3,000 Dark Spear Headhunter riders and velociraptors followed closely behind the Kukaron Guard, scurrying towards the center of the battle array, javelin spears covered in voodoo spells clenched in hand, ready to provide fire support to their orc allies, unleashing a fatal blow that would take away the demon's evil and filthy life.

……

Once again, a deadly threat came over the heads of the demon army. The scorching heat distorted both air and light. The demons who felt the threat of death looked up in horror and found thousands of basin-sized fireballs falling from the sky like meteors, bursting in the direction where the undead had regrouped, burning countless walking corpses to ashes in an instant.

And on a hill not far from the center of the battle array, five hundred blood elven magisters, who were closely guarded by thousands of Shuharu warriors, were staring at the demons of the Burning Legion and the walking corpses of the undead with hatred mixed with vengeful pleasure.

The homeland was invaded, the holy land was destroyed, and the blood feud that almost destroyed the country made these blood elf magisters unable to restrain themselves in the face of their mortal enemies! For them, this is just the beginning, just the first interest charged for the Scourge Legion's atrocities in Quel'Thalas!

Prince Kael'thas in a blood-red robe. A sneer appeared on his handsome and perfect face, and instead of shouting any slogans, he used the actual action of guiding the spell before the joint spell formation once again to show his position and vent his hatred and anger!

And at the foot of the hills, the earth began to tremble violently and regularly, like a prehistoric giant flesh awakened from hibernation trampled heavily on the earth—the Kodomon Heavy Cavalry Regiment!

After receiving the order to attack, more than 5,000 "Azeroth heavy tanks" finally fired at full power, revealing their hideous muzzles. With the unparalleled power of a mountain collapsing the ground, he rushed straight towards the demon army and the sea of undead! And instead of Old Tang leading them, it was the orc god of war who rode a wolf with a blood roar, Grom * Hell Roar!

"Power and glory!"

"Blood and thunder!"

When the terrifying roar of the orc god of war as if from hell and the roar of the minotaur warriors soared into the sky in unison, no man and no army could underestimate the majesty of this heavy cavalry.

The strongest mortal in Azeroth paired with the strongest heavy rider in Azeroth. Nothing could stand against the furious advance of the Kodo cavalry.

Because, every enemy who stands in front of them will be completely crushed in an irresistible posture!

Three torrents of torrents struck out from the three vertices that were horns of each other, and launched a fierce and ferocious charge against the demons and undead who survived the bombardment in a devastating and irresistible manner!

This first collision between the Kalimdor coalition and the Burning Legion in Ashenvale has completely lost its suspense at this moment.

What awaits the coalition forces is bound to be a brilliant victory!

"It was easier than I expected! The demon army that has lost its command is nothing to worry about at all. ”

The victory was assured, and the demon vanguard army that was ravaging Gray Valley could not turn any waves at all under the series of combination punches they designed. On a hillside in the distance, the Supreme Commander of the Coalition Army, Garrod Shadowsong, who was always watching the battle, finally took his eyes off the battlefield. Stretching his body, exhausted from days of sleepless nights, Garrod yawned heavily. Said with a relaxed face:

"I hope that the battle of the Holy Mountain can also have good luck this time!"

And just as Garrod was relaxing, a snow-white carrier pigeon was galloping towards the hillside where he was located, and plunged headlong.

Garrod knew this carrier pigeon, which belonged to the priestess of the moon goddess, Tyrande*. (To be continued.) If you like this work. Welcome to Biqu Pavilion www.biquge.info...... Vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation...... Q