Chapter 279: The Burning Mount Hyjal (12 Ends)

Kazloga, Lord of Doom, is definitely one of the most tragic demon bosses of all time.

Hell-bent on ambushing the leader of the Horde's defenses, Grand Chief Thrall, he ended up being besieged and flanked by three heroes from the Horde.

The Minotaur Chief Kane Bloodhoof, the Beastmaster Lexa, and the Panda Brewmaster Storm Spirits Chen, no matter which of the three epic heroes, are all masters who can turn the tide of a battle on their own. And now, Kazloga enjoys the "highest treatment", being attacked by three masters, not to mention the restraining and assistance of the two heroic shamans of Sal and Magatha* Terror Totem, who have been restored.

Under the advantages of one another, even if the strength of Kazloga, the demon lord, is slightly higher than that of all the powerhouses, at this moment, he is inevitably exhausted and struggling to support under the attack of everyone, but the situation of the demon leader who showed off his power before is extremely wolf at the moment.

And when, the archmage Kael'thas * Sunstrider, the Shadow Hunter, and the old witch doctor Senkin, who commanded the ranged troops to snipe the Burning Legion's air forces, also changed their targets and joined the battle, the final demise of the Doomsday Lord Kazloga was completely doomed.

The siege of eight heroic masters!

This is a "high-standard treatment" that even Manolos has not been able to enjoy. Not to mention just a demon lord like Kazloga, even if Akmund the Polluter, one of the three giants of the Burning Legion, is in person, such a lineup is not powerless...... In such a formation, even if Kazloga's strength can be comparable to the Roar of Hell or even slightly surpass, it is difficult to fly, and there is nowhere to escape......

Kazak's tattered wings, struck by lightning and icy power, had been tore directly from his body by Lexa and Misha; And his whole body was even more scarred, and there was no intact place in the blur of flesh and blood;

The wounds are scorched, the blood is gushing, and the skin is open...... Kazak, who was besieged by the eight heroes and masters, was already weak and limp to the ground at this moment, and he was deeply injured, not to mention moving, and he didn't even have the strength to speak......

Facing the sky on his back, Kazloga vomited a mouthful of blood, his hateful and tyrannical eyes swept over the bigwigs who were constantly approaching him, and roared unwillingly with his last strength:

"You poor ignorant wretched, you are nothing before Lord Akmund. I will wait for you in hell, and you will be ruined with this world! Ah......h

"Click!"

The vicious curse of Lord Kazloga of Doom came to an abrupt end with a scream of despair, and the burly figure of Kane* Bloodhoof strode forward, and the hideous and quaint Minotaur Chief Tomahawk in his hand poured great force into it, mercilessly slashing down the powerful Burning Legion frontline commander in one fell swoop.

"It's time for us to fight back!" He scooped up the two or three meters long cataclysmic blade beside Kazloga, and handed it to Kane*'s bloody hoof, who was carrying the head of the Lord of Doom. Thrall looked around and shouted, "Drive these demons and undead out of our defenses!" ”

"Warriors of the tribe, crush them!"

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Under the blows of long-range firepower such as tribal archers and magicians, the demon and undead air forces that were overwhelming in the past are now very few who can still be brutal. The tens of thousands of demons and undead who appeared in the defense line of the tribe in the Hyjal Mountains have been completely crippled and scattered, and only two or three kittens are still lingering. And the free-handed long-range troops are now turning their guns to adjust their targets, pouring a ** long-range firepower into the demon army, sniping those reckless demons and undead to support the warriors' attacks.

When Thrall gave the order to counterattack, the warriors of the Horde Alliance, led by a few heroic masters, erupted completely, roaring and strangling the high-level demons and elite undead who broke into the defense line. At the other end of the battlefield, the dragon wrestling army led by Lao Tang turned into a sharp knife and stabbed directly into the fatal point of the Burning Legion from behind the demon army......

The rock joints of a Hellfire's body were still fighting in a furious way despite the countless spears and arrows stuck in them, but when Old Tang grabbed two spears from behind and threw them with all his might, two black rays of light pierced the giant's eyes with unmistakable accuracy. Hellfire let out a howl of pain, covering its eyes and struggling frantically. And before the three Totem Pole warriors of the Bloodhoof Guard worked together to knock out the big guy, at least a dozen undead and demons were killed, smashed into meat sauce by the hellfire next to the mad attacker, and became unjust souls who died in vain......

With the demise of the Abyss Lord Azgalor, the hellfire that fell with a terrible scream no longer appeared in the sky. The Wrestling Legion with the Dragon, which has regained its dense formation, has finally regained its power again, showing the power of the elite legion!

"Old man!" led the team directly to the battlefield in the melee between the two sides, and the old Tang did not reply and ordered in a loud voice: "Bring the soldiers of the second wing into the battlefield from the left flank and help the allies destroy all the enemies for me!" ”

"Yes!" The huge totem pole in the old man's hand smashed the skull of a demon guard who rushed to his side, and with a wave of his big hand, he ordered unequivocally: "Little bunnies of the second wing, follow me!" ”

"General Jaywan, bring the brethren of the 3rd Wing to outflank the right flank!" Pointing the war hammer in his hand to the right, Old Tang once again nodded.

"Command!" Smashing the totem pole to the ground, causing the earth under his feet to shake, and then infused his strength to sweep the three ghouls into the air, Captain Jaywann roared angrily and led the team forward: "Third Wing, charge with me!" ”

"Anak, take the 4th Wing and rush me all the way to Grudigna, tell him to lead the team to move closer to us and provide us with fire support! Your job is to keep them safe, and if something goes wrong, you can go home and raise the Kodo! Wielding a war hammer, Old Tang dismantled a rushing hellfire into a scattered pile of rubble, and commanded the violent ox at the top of his voice.

"Don't worry, brother!" The magic tomahawk destroyed miè, and with a powerful blow, it split an abomination in two from head to toe, and the violent ox didn't say a word, picked up the tomahawk and led the team to launch a fierce charge. "Brothers, send these demons and the undead to hell! Rush! ”

"All the rest follow me!" Several troops charged away, and Old Tang roared out of battle and brandished his twin hammers to lead the charge.

"Crush them...... When the tribal defense line launched a strangulation between the front and back, the alliance camp more than ten kilometers away also stabilized the defense line with the support of the guardian Medivan, and the defense counterattack did not retreat.

Chanting an obscure incantation, Medivan's hands drew intricate patterns in the air, surging magic surging wildly around his slightly emaciated body. The coalition soldiers around him dodged to the side in time, giving up a large open space. And those demons and undead who do not know whether to live or die are torn by the almost crazy arcane energy and turned into a rain of blood and flesh......

An azure rose blooms on the battlefield, directing arcane forces to bring the silence of death and the sleep of decay, turning everything it touches into dust. The scrawny hands pressed down sharply, and the ground in front of the Burning Legion at the front of the defense line suddenly exploded, blasting through the rocks, the earth, the flesh, and bones......

There was dust everywhere, and there were severed arms and stumps everywhere...... The Guardian's magic struck at the demons like a swarm of heavy cannons. Hordes of demons and undead were blasted into the sky with wails and roars, and many more were buried beneath the crumbling boulders. A boulder landed on a Cerberus that was frantically biting at the corpse of a warrior, crushing its spine like breaking a twig......

Hellfire, the weapons of war of the Burning Legion, is the only class of the demon army that is still capable of fighting in this furious earth tumbling and arcane storm. However, even they, due to the lack of numbers, are unable to break through the defense line of the alliance camp at this moment. The same tall, heavy, and powerful mountain giants and ancient war trees wrestled and rolled with these war weapons, and every moment the big men of both sides collapsed, and even caused a small earthquake......

Supported by the almost miraculous spells of the Prophet Medivan, the demonic armies that were frantically storming the lines were immediately contained, while the coalition soldiers shouted slogans and launched a counter-charge, fighting the brutal enemy.

The Night Elf sentinels took advantage of this opportunity to rain down rounds of arrows on the frenzied demons and undead under the command of the watcher Mave* Shadowsong; Not to be outdone, the dwarven musketeers were no less to be outdone, and the crackling bullets of the musketeers were fired with precision, headshots to countless demons and undead who were screaming frantically to press forward.

The remains of flesh and blood flew and fragments of bones splattered everywhere...... For the first time, the coalition forces have the upper hand on the alliance defense line of the Kalimdor coalition forces!

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"Hmph, a bunch of useless garbage!"

An eerie, cold, yet arrogant, annoyed snort resounded almost throughout the Hyjal Mountains. With this incredible reverberation of the apocalypse, a terrifying coercion surged almost from the far end of the incomparably powerful tyranny. In an instant, the terrifying coercion almost subdued all the will of the coalition warriors to resist......

"Tremble, despair! Ruined miè has come! Tiny mortals, your efforts are in vain, wailing and surrendering to my will! ”

"Let the world burn!"

With a domineering declaration, an unprecedented giant appeared in the army of demons in the distance, and the huge hellfire was nothing more than a toy in front of the giant demons. At this moment, both the strong-willed human warriors and the night sentinels who had endured countless years suffocated their gazes into the distance, staring at the giant demon.

The Polluter, Akmund...... Q