The fierce fighting continues.

In front of the tribe's defense line, because of the unrestrained and tough style of play that the orc warriors have always adhered to, the coalition warriors did not blindly defend, but attacked each other. But this has also caused the current battle situation between the coalition forces and the demons and the undead in front of the tribal defense line.

Except for the Wrestling Legion with the Dragon, which was ordered to die by Old Tang, who could still maintain the tight defensive formation at the beginning of the war, the other coalition soldiers had already killed the red eye, and under the leadership of heroic masters such as the Sarufar brothers, they rushed into the enemy formation and fought to the death with the Burning Legion. Coupled with the Burning Legion's surprise attack from the sky, the ranged troops in the defense line also joined the battle, and the entire defense line became a mess.

What's more, there are already a large number of elite undead and high-level demons, taking advantage of the fact that the two-winged orc troops are pressing forward and becoming a little empty, bypassing the shield wall defense of the minotaur warriors, breaking through the two ribs that have been leaked, and directly taking the middle army of the tribal alliance......

For a time, even the closely protected shamanic army, the witch doctor army, and the Magister legion were directly exposed to the sight of the demon army of the Burning Legion, and became the target of those elite undead and high-level demons within the attack range......

It's like Sal now.

As the chief of the tribe and the leader of the tribe's most powerful orc clan, Thrall was publicly promoted by everyone to serve as the commander of the tribe's defense line, dispatching in the middle.

The Coalition warriors dealt with the undead cannon fodder of the ghouls and the like one by one, and they also fought to the death against the same monstrous number of elite undead and high-level demons, but Thrall, who was in the middle of the dispatch, realized that the number of the Burning Legion demon army and those undead cannon fodder had hardly changed.

In addition, the high-level troops of Abomination, Crypt Demons, and Doom Guards who came from behind quickly squeezed out the battle line, and even took advantage of the chaos to cross the first line of defense of the coalition army. In the end, Sal had to give the order for the warriors of the first line of defense to retreat and adjust the formation to an open pocket shape. With this solid defensive line, the defense is strengthened.

But even so, the undead and demons still poured into their pockets like a tidal wave, looking like they would not give up until the tribal alliance was completely crushed. This forced Sal into a cold sweat, he had never fought a more dangerous battle since taking over the tribe. He believes that the orcs who regain their faith will be stronger, and that the united tribal alliance will not be afraid of any challenge. Now is the time for him as a leader to make a difference and show his strength!

Picking up the hammer of destruction, Thrall shouted angrily and led the Kukaron guards in a charge, as he was accustomed to in battle. The frost wolf Snow Song, as white as ice blood, bowed down below him. A wolf howl is about to bring the great leader to the front line of the battlefield. But soon an angry shout stopped Sal's actions.

"Greenskin! What are you doing? Is this how your shaman mentor instructed you in combat practice? ”

Margasa*The Terror Totem, who was beside Sal and led the shamanic power of the Minotaurs, saw Sal's actions and raised his voice in a dissatisfied tone:

"Don't forget that you're a noble shaman, even if you're a crappy apprentice, don't let yourself be reckless like a warrior!"

As she spoke, the hands of Old Tang, the legendary aunt, kept summoning the tyrannical thunder and lightning elements to the most densely populated areas of the demon army, turning the demons and undead in those target areas into charcoal and even directly beating them into ashes: "Look at the boy!" That's what a shaman should do! ”

Healing the wounded Coalition warriors by joining together a large chain of elemental healing powers, the hands of the Magatha* Terror Totem connected the dots and spread wave after wave of elemental power to the soldiers in charge of melee combat......

Storm Spirit allows warriors to move faster and attack faster; The power of the Earth Spirit makes the warriors' defenses stronger and more powerful; The power of the fountain continues to purify the toxins left on the wounds of warriors by demons and undead. slowly nourishing the wounded bodies of the warriors; The Flame Spirit formed a flame-reflecting shield on the surface of the soldiers' bodies, scorching and even igniting the undead scourge of the attackers and warriors......

As a veteran shaman with the strength of an epic hero, Magatha* Terror Totem almost single-handedly doubled the combat power of the Bloodhoof Guard Totem warriors who were taken care of by him! The role and status of shamans in these tribes is self-evident!

"Long-range strikes, heal injuries, and assist comrades to improve combat effectiveness. That's what a good shaman should do! After supporting the melee warriors, Magassa turned to Sal in annoyance and said, "Greenskin, you are still far from the way of shamanism!" ”

Magatha's tone was as bitter as ever, and the mocking tone made even the Kukaron guards around him, who had great respect for Sal, very angry. If it weren't for the fact that the coalition forces were fighting side by side, and now that they were fighting the onslaught of the Burning Legion, terror could easily have turned into a conflict. Anyone can see it. The powerful minotaur shaman seemed to be dismissive of their revered Great Chief......

But if you let you fight on the front line at this moment. Old Tang, who is more familiar with his aunt's personality, will definitely be surprised when he hears this. As an elder of the older generation of horror totems, despite the explanation and subtlety of the old Tang, he is still very dissatisfied with outsiders like orcs and humans who have landed in Kalimdor. In the hearts of the older generation of the Horror Totem Clan, these "outsiders" have always been on guard.

And now, his aunt, who has a somewhat perverse personality, will take the initiative to guide Sal in the way of shamanism...... Although the rhetoric is a bit harsh...... But anyone with a discerning eye can see it. Magasa: This is optimistic about Saar's potential in the shamanic way! Otherwise, if it were someone else, Magassa would definitely ignore it......

Wise as Saar, naturally not a fool. Sal was not dissatisfied with Magatha's taunting and scolding, but blushed slightly.

As a hero, a mid-level veteran shaman. The Magasa* Terror Totem is naturally qualified to teach Sal this shaman Xinnen, who has just broken through the hero rank. The master is the teacher, so Magasa's "relying on the old and selling the old" does not exist any transgression.

And Thrall himself knew that he wasn't really used to fighting as a shaman. Whether it was the last time he attacked Manolos or the current army against the Burning Legion, when it was time for Thrall to fight, his first instinct was to charge like a warrior......

Magatha's "scolding" woke him up after all. As the Minotaur shaman said, he is still far from the way of shamanism!

"Spirit of the Wind, I call to you in the name of the Soul of the Ancestors, asking you to help me and let ......" Thrall, who had repositioned his identity, quickly understood what he had to do. Begin to respectfully communicate with the elemental spirits, trying to help the soldiers. But just as he was chanting the incantation, a sudden change interrupted his chanting......

Sharp, hideous, with indescribable tyranny and madness, a red and black giant sword with blazing legion flames and bursting wind pressure, slashed down at Thrall's head from the air!

"Great Chief!"

"Sal!"

"Be careful!"

"Despicable Devil...... Repeated exclamations and angry shouts resounded in the crowd, and Thrall, who was in the center of danger, didn't have time to think about it, and the sharp reflexes honed by his career as a free gladiator made his body respond urgently before his brain could give an order!

"Sonorous!"

With his hands crossed to destroy the hammer, Thrall used the hammer inherited from Orgrim to parry the sudden fatal blow to the top of his head in the midst of an invulnerable crisis. A wail of overwhelm came from the bones of the snow-white frostwolf Xue Ge's waist. After a terrible wolf howl, Xue Ge struggled to support his body that had been pressed to the ground, and jumped out to the side with all his might.

And in a short moment, the sound of gold and iron sounded three times in succession. Thrall had almost exhausted all his strength to resist the vicious and tricky slashes of the monstrous greatsword three times in a row, and at the cost of Thrall's entire mouth spitting blood and flying sideways from the back of Frostwolf Snow Song......

"Hmph, don't struggle uselessly, orcs! You're being targeted by me! ”

After a series of encounters. The attacker finally showed himself in front of everyone in an almost arrogant posture.

The earthy yellow body of more than six meters tall is mostly naked - exposed. Only a few pieces of brown plate armor are attached to key areas, revealing the muscles that are knotted like the roots of ancient trees. Two sharp black horns like bull's horns, bent and pointed straight to the sky, two long whip-like whiskers at both ends of the skull, wantonly rolling, a pair of wings stretched out a dozen yards wide, but fanned a fierce wind, blowing flying sand and rocks all over the place. And the most eye-catching thing is the blood-red terrifying giant sword he holds in his hand, the Cataclysmic Blade!

Kazloga, Lord of the Wooden Sun!

"Defend the Great Chief! Team 4 follow me! ”

As the personal guard of the Great Chief, Thrall's attack caused Kukaron's troops to lose face! Yug Storgard, the captain of the fourth squad of the Kukaron Guards, roared angrily. Grabbing the warhammer in his hand, he rushed towards Kazloga, the smiling and calculating Lord of Doom with the Cataclysmic Blade in his hand. Behind him. The members of the fourth squad of the Kukaron Guard, already with blood-red eyes, followed closely behind.

Lokas Shadow, the ogre-orc-hybrid thief, suddenly appears behind the head of Lord Kazloga. Two sharp daggers stabbed into the neck and back of the Doom Lord's neck, one after the other. The half-blood thief's backstab was easily blocked by Kazloga's batwings, and the steel sword didn't even cut through the demon's skin;

The fireblade sword with ninth-order strength, Saint Buster Blake, had all his hair, his eyes glared angrily, and he directly lifted the Hellskinner with a vertical leap and slash, and slashed at the neck of the Doom Lord with all his strength. Keshang was directly slashed in the air by Kazloga's swift horizontal slash, and fell to the ground unconscious;

The Thorsilver Warhammer in the hands of Kukaron Squad Leader Yug Stogard was slashed off by a single blow to the Cataclysmic Blade. And Captain Kukaron himself was kicked in the chest by the powerful Doomsday Lord, spurting out a large mouthful of blood and tumbling away;

As for the other eight warriors of Kukaron's fourth squad, as soon as they surrounded the Doomsday Lord who had attacked Sal, they were slashed in two by Kazloga, who held the Cataclysmic Blade, and all of them were slashed in two......

In an instant, eleven Kukaron warriors with eighth-order and ninth-order strength ...... Annihilation!

"Hey, hey, hey...... No matter how many ants there are, they are still ants! ”

"Vulnerable!"

There was a wild grin. Taunting the coalition warriors, Kazloga had already shaken his wings and clenched the cataclysmic blade and rushed straight towards Thrall, who staggered to his feet from the ground, ready to continue the pursuit.

Kazloga has been eyeing Sal for a long time!

The Doomsday Lord, who has been lurking in the demon army in the sky, has already identified Thrall as the commander here. With the cunning and insidiousness of the devil, he has been waiting for the opportunity to kill with one blow...... Kazloga, who finally seized the opportunity, just came close to succeeding. It's just that Sal's reaction was quick, beyond his imagination......

A thigh-thick lightning bolt was guided into shape by Magatha, and in an instant, it struck the arrogant Kazloga. Even with the strength of the Doomsday Lord, it will definitely not be easy to eat such a lightning arrow. Wings shook. The Doom Lord's massive body slammed into the air, dodging the lightning arrows, and then with a wave of his hand, he struck a ray of shadow power into Magatha's body, threatening with a sinister smile:

"I've already marked it, and if you cast another spell, it'll explode, Minotaur!"

"Whoosh!"

What answered him was a flash of black light, and a quaint spear with a sky-breaking scream slashed through the air, shooting straight at Kazlogana's ** chest - the bloodhoof spear!

The blade of the Shuharu Bloodhoof tribe!

As the demon shouted a curse, a tall, heroic figure slowly emerged from among the Minotaur warriors of the Bloodhoof Guard.

A warrior T5 set of destroyed Miè armor presented by the old Tang. Carrying a huge ancient totem, although one of his horns has been broken, the muscles of his body are still bulging like a small mountain, and there is unimaginable explosive power in it. It's chilling.

Minotaur Great Chief Kane * Bloody Hoof!

"The Kukaron Guards take care of Chief Thrall, I'll be handed over here!"

Slowly lowering his visor, Kane Bloodhoof clutched the Minotaur Chieftain's battle axe in his hand and said in a thunderous and resolute tone. And that calm and mountain-like heavy momentum soared into the sky, locking the Doomsday Lord Kazloga in the air like the top of Mount Hyjal, and the aura of the epic hero was fully opened!

Although the bloodhoof spear is hard to handle. Despite Kane's heroic throw, he sinks hard. But the expected spear through the chest did not appear. There was a crisp sound of "ding", and the spear that accurately hit Kazloga's heart was directly collapsed by the huge force of the collision. The Doomsday Lord's chest was left with only a shallow wound...... Almost unscathed!

Not everyone, like Old Don, knows that Kazloga has an incomparably strong heart!

"Humph! Another fool who doesn't think he can do anything! ”

In the horrified expressions of the warriors of the two armies and the solemn gaze of Kane*'s bloody hoof, the Doomsday Lord in mid-air once again mocked in an arrogant tone:

"You think you can beat me? No one can challenge the Burning Legion, no mortal can defeat the lord of the Legion! ”

"And what about us?"

With an impassioned eagle roar and a deafening bear roar, another heroic and high-pitched voice sounded on the battlefield!

The cold light of the two-handed battle axe, the black mask of Batman, and the burly and fierce body...... The warhawk hovering overhead and the porcupine lying on its stomach with spikes erected. and Misha, the giant bear with a fierce face and a roar - Lexa, the Beastmaster!

"I'm also preparing to brew a new spirit made from the blood of the Doom Lord~~~ Burp!"

A humorous with murderous words. A loud burp followed.

Round figure, black and white fur. The verdant bamboo cane used as a flat shoulder to carry the heavy wine barrel behind him, and the drunken pace could not hide the occasional glimpse in his eyes - Panda Wine Fairy Storm Spirits * Chen!

Three masters with the strength of the Heroic Intermediate Rank faintly landed on the ground in a triangular position, surrounded by the extremely arrogant Doomsday Lord Kazloga......

"Arrogant demons...... This is our world, this is our time! A scrappy smile crossed Kane's visor-obscured face, and he spoke in a low, thunderous voice:

"Are you ready to go back to hell?"

……

At the forefront of the Horde's defense, the Dragon Wrestling Legion is still fighting against the onslaught of the undead and demons!

Old Tang's whole body was filled with a hideous blood-red rage, and he carried two heavy and hideous war hammers with a light lift, killing in the demon army. It's like a meat grinder running with all its might, smashing all the demons and undead who rush in front of it into a mess of flesh.

And beside Old Don. Demon Hunter Illidan Fury has also started a killing feast!

After Illidan absorbed the skull of the demon weapon Guldan, his whole body exuded the aura of a high demon, which made the demons who were close to him have a natural cringe towards the superiors. It's a pity that they tried to bypass Illidan, but the Escinnos Twin Blades in Illidan's hand refused to let them go, and the Escinnos Blades slashed out a series of turquoise half-moon blades in the air, which persisted for a long time, and the demons who dared to approach there were all twisted into pieces of flesh......

On the battlefield, the warriors of the Kalimdor coalition and the demons and undead of the Burning Legion fought fiercely and bloodily with each other, and the formation between each other was yours and me. I've got you, dog-toothed, chaotic. Old Tang's wrestling army with the dragon is already the only unit on the front line that can still ensure a tight defensive formation.

But now, even the defense line against the dragon wrestling army has to be scattered...... Because the demon class that poses the greatest threat to the tight defensive formation...... Here it comes!

Suddenly black clouds overshadowed the originally cloudless sky.

A deep, long thunderstorm rolled over the blackening clouds, mingling with the heroic drumbeats and war cries of the tribal lines.

With the roar of thunder, the clouds rolled, the clouds twisted, and in an instant, huge meteorites surrounded by flames roared out like meteors, and fell to the earth with terrifying power. Trails of terror made of evil flames were left in the sky......

"It's Hellfire!" Illidan's gaze froze, and a swift whirlwind slash rushed past several high-level demons around him, and said to Old Tang not far away, "Let your people disperse!" Don't let them be the target of Hellfire Fall! ”

"Shuharu warriors, threes and threes. Squad Battles! Disperse! ”

Old Tang naturally recognized what the hell those burning and falling meteorites were, so naturally he didn't hesitate, and before the demon hunter could finish reminding him, Old Tang had already raised his war hammer and roared a roar of command. Not to mention how powerful the Hellfire is, the sound of these demonic weapons falling from the sky like a comet hitting the earth is already majestic. It's scary. Deeply jealous.

If the tight defensive formation was hit by the force of these Hellfire falls, even the shield wall operated by the burly and robust Minotaur warriors with amazing brute strength would definitely suffer heavy losses!

And just when the warriors of the Dragon Wrestling Legion quickly changed their formation, the change started again!

"The Legion has come, the end has come!"

On the noisy battlefield, suddenly a deafening roar came from afar, and a depressing terrifying aura swept in, frantically killing demons and undead Old Tang and Illidan, and the killing speed of his men also slowed down imperceptibly. They glanced at each other. And the arrogant cry that soared into the sky continued:

"Throw away all your hopes! The Burning Legion has come to finish the unfinished business of 10,000 years ago! We're not going to let anything go this time! ”

"Desperate to meet death and destruction!"

"Noisy demons, the mongrels of the Burning Legion are such a stinky fart every time they appear!" It's not the same as feeling a strong threat. Old Tang, whose face was stern, and Illidan, who had split the corpse of a crypt demon with a single sword, had a gleam in his eyes. The gaze is sharp. Turning his head, he looked at Old Tang provocatively, and Dan always asked in a mocking tone, as if casually:

"Looks like an Abyss Lord...... How's that, Goode, do you have the guts to slaughter this arrogant fellow with me? ”

"Why don't you dare?" Old Tang's originally stern face slowly became firm and confident, and with a hammer, he smashed the head of a demon guard who rushed to his side without knowing whether he was alive or dead, and Old Tang replied without showing weakness: "Slaughter an Abyss Lord?" I love this live! ”

The bronze bell-like eyes narrowed slightly, and the old Tang adjusted his spirit to the peak state, and the fierce and hideous momentum rose into the sky like a sharp sword out of the sheath, with the powerful momentum of the sudden explosion of Illidan * Angry Wind on the side, and fearlessly spurted the ruinous breath in the distance above the top frantically, and responded word by word:

"Anyway, it's not the first time!" (To be continued...... Q