PS: Thank you for the red reward of the fruit warrior, I checked it and it turned out that I also rewarded it a while ago, and I haven't been busy paying attention to it recently, sorry, now say thank you. Anyway, when I was sick, I was very excited when I saw the red. This is the greatest comfort I have since been sick.

I still have headaches and eye pain, and it's uncomfortable to look at the screen, but I still endured and wrote a chapter, promising not to break the update, and finally say sorry to everyone, alas!

The Alliance and the Horde have already played a real fire, and no one has any intention of backing down. In the rear is the home of the orcs, and if they make a mistake, they will surely allow the Alliance to gain a foothold in Draenor. If this were the case, all the Alliance's armies would have entered Draenor, and by that time, it would have been almost impossible for the Horde to regain possession of the Dark Gate.

Taking a step back, even if the orcs can defeat the alliance's army, the tribe will inevitably be greatly damaged, and they will not have the strength to invade Azeroth again at that time, and the orc leaders know very well that Azeroth is too big, not to mention the power of Azeroth. Even half of Azeroth's power is useless. That's why they're desperate.

The soldiers of the alliance were for another reason, originally their plan was to intercept the tribe outside the dark gate, but they did not expect that the battle would only be fought for two days and one night, and the battle line would be pushed to the home of the orcs. It was the greatest victory for them, and how they didn't fight to the death. Although the casualties on both sides were increasing rapidly, and the corpses on the ground were also pounced on the battlefield layer after layer, there was no intention of backing down.

Both the Alliance and the Horde have been killed. Crazy initiator attack. One is to advance the front to make room for the army in the rear, and one is to hold the line and want to bring it back to the other side of the Dark Gate. No one will back down. Moreover, the alliance and the tribe have their own advantages, and the soldiers of these alliances are originally the elite of the alliance, plus they are neatly equipped and have strong combat effectiveness. And the orcs of the tribe have all taken the blood of demons, so that their already excellent physique has been greatly increased, and almost everyone has advanced to a level. This powerful effect makes them even if they are not well equipped and are still evenly matched with the soldiers of the Alliance. It's hard to tell.

If it weren't for Brad's pet stirring up the storm ahead, it would have been difficult for the soldiers of the Alliance to advance the battle line.

And the war of the generals has also entered a white-hot state, and all the generals have used their death force. Desperately trying to kill the opponent. Now almost everyone is in a state of serious injury, just trying to take their last breath not to let themselves fall, otherwise not only will they die in battle, but it will inevitably have a chain effect.

And the first to decide the winner is Moore's side. The great battle between the two sides was also the most tragic. Moore slew the demon of Naozu. And Nao Zu himself transformed into a demon, and his strength has been greatly improved.

If this kind of thing encounters someone else, it will inevitably be a defeat. But what he encountered was Mohr holding Aeginos, a blade that was the nemesis of demons, and Mohr was like a divine helper.

But even so, when Morr used up the Holy Shield and the Holy Healing Technique, his body was greatly traumatized. And Mor took advantage of the fact that Naozu thought he was victorious and sent a fatal blow, but luckily Naozu acted quickly after turning into a demon. Quickly dodge, but even so. His body was also penetrated. An arm was also cut off.

"No, it can't be." Until this time, he still didn't believe why Moore, who was obviously dying, would launch such a powerful attack. But I can't figure out how this weapon suddenly became two. No matter how powerful his demonic armor is, it can't defend against the assassination of a legendary weapon.

"Nothing is impossible, die." Mor rolled over and stood up, then slammed his footsteps, his body suddenly jumped into the air, and slashed towards Naozu, who was retreating with his wounds covered.

Nao Ao Zu was already frightened by the accident just now, and he was not the opponent of the other party in his heyday just now, let alone now. Not only did he lose an arm, but his right chest was pierced, injuring the inner house, where did he still have any combat effectiveness. Just the usual smooth breathing, now it is like swallowing a knife.

"You're the one who is going to die." The so-called loser does not lose the battle, even if he wants to escape, he can't lose face, the demon head in his hand slammed into Mohr, and his body retreated rapidly.

While......

The demon head and the twin blades collided violently, and the demon head was knocked away, this time it did not fall into the hands of Naozu, but fell to the ground, and Moore was also hit to the ground by a huge power needle, and Naozu had already quickly flew into the air, and Moore lost the opportunity to kill him. He can't fly after all.

Brad picked up his staff, and the elementals gathered in this direction quickly, knowing that this was the best chance to kill Neozu.

Neozu met Brad's cold and deep eyes like an abyss in the air, and then he felt the ghosts of the dead, but he knew Brad's peculiarity, and this distance was still in the range of his spell.

"Bastard, your dignified alliance marshal actually took advantage of people's danger?" Nao Zu was really terrified to the extreme, and this sentence was shouted loudly.

It was his words of fear that made everyone's eyes look at them, even the generals who were fighting, and the Alliance was overjoyed to see this. And the people of the tribe were horrified.

This is their great shaman, who has actually turned into a demon. Although Neozu had changed, his appearance and voice betrayed his identity, and more importantly, the Great Shaman was seriously injured, and people saw him lose his left arm, and a wound appeared on his left chest, and a large amount of blood was still flowing downward.

"I'm not the marshal of the Union anymore." Brad said with a flash of his cane, and his breath burst out.

Rumble......

Naozu was already rapidly descending, preparing to join the army, but Brad's attack had no track, and the spell had already arrived in front of him when it was struck, and if he had been in his heyday, he might have had a chance to react, but he was now seriously injured. How can you dodge such a strange attack? A large fireball the size of a basin was glued to his demonic face.

Nao Zu even released a scream, and he planted straight into the air.

"Catch the Great Shaman." There was a commotion among the orcs below. Everyone nervously caught Naozu.

Brad's staff waved again, and the elemental snake composed of two guardian powers suddenly formed, and with a gentle push, the elemental snake disappeared again.

"Protect the Great Shaman." They saw the weirdness of Brad's spell, and a piece of soldiers pressed down on Naozu's body, Naozu injured the inner house, and it was already difficult to breathe. The head was hit by the explosion again, and now these five big and three thick orcs were pressed and suddenly fainted in front of them. It's not one or two orcs, it's a group of orcs.

But it was the orc's fearlessness to die that saved Naozu's life. Although the elemental snake was deliberate, there was not a trace of gap around Nao Zu, and the elemental snake appeared on the periphery and bombarded the orc pile.

Thundered......

The elemental snake was so powerful, and this space was suddenly full of flesh and blood. Large swaths of the orc soldiers were killed. But it also won a glimmer of life for Nao Zu, the explosion just ended a large number of orcs still rushed up without fear of death, the scene was chaotic, Brad could no longer see Nao Zu's figure, Brad shook his head regretfully. His strength is still too weak, if he were a legendary, he would have been able to take Nao Zu's life just now, but now it is extremely difficult.

Case. Brad didn't insist on it anymore. He set his sights on the others.

Grom knew that this guy never had any rules. It can be seen from what he did just now, and he made it very clear that he is no longer the marshal of the alliance, what else does he have to fear.

In an instant, Grom and his opponent struck a blow, and then his powerful body jerked back, quickly disappearing into the orc army.

Kilrog and Garros also knew this, and hurriedly disappeared among the soldiers, and some high-ranking tribes with good brains also retreated.

But there are also bad ones, such as the chiefs of the Three Bone Clan, when they reflect it is too late, the Bled attack has arrived, although it is only a fireball technique, but at the moment of life and death, any distraction will bring a devastating blow, and the two chiefs have been killed.

There was another heavyweight who died in the Horde, and that was the ogre leader, who was undoubtedly powerful. But in the face of Mograini, whose personality is as explosive as fire, and his attack is also explosive. It was originally a lose-lose situation, but because Brad intervened, Mograini ended up killing his opponent.

The battle was so fierce that the generals of the alliance were completely relying on one breath until now, and now it was impossible for them to charge into battle, and they all supported their bodies with weapons to prevent themselves from falling. The retreat of the opponent, they are about to run out of breath, if it were not for their strong will, they would have fallen long ago. And the orc generals who fled were all planted, this blow was too big, how could they be embarrassed, they were already angry, and they didn't want to face this bleak situation, they all fainted in anger, even if they didn't have a halo, their eyes turned black one by one, and they didn't know what to do.

They swore that they wanted to invade Azeroth, but at the beginning, they let the alliance give a huge dismount, and a large number of elites died aggrieved, and now the duel between the alliance and the tribe actually let the other party have the upper hand, this kind of slap in the face, so that all the tribal generals are eager to find a crack to get into, and now the top of the tribe has been killed and injured several, in the future duel, how can they block the alliance's offensive.

Brad's staff danced gently, and mana fluctuations were generated, and the people next to him knew that he was casting spells, but they couldn't see what spells he was casting. Only the seriously injured generals knew that a strong vitality and healing power appeared in their bodies. Although their injuries could not be cured, at least their actions were not affected.

Tulayan was originally very seriously injured, not to mention walking, even talking was a problem, and he swallowed the blood until Brad's treatment fell on him, he was relieved, he didn't have to look, so unknowingly cast a spell, and there was no one else in Brad. He also understood what Brad meant.

He raised his sword aloft, and the scorching holy light shone: "For the sake of the alliance, kill!" ”…… (To be continued......)