Pandaria, a wasteland of fear.

The final battle of the Heart of Dread has officially begun, and the Mantis Demons of the Imperial Court faction loyal to the Grand Empress Shakohir have defended the outer areas of the Heart of Dread.

From a distance and from above, the entire Amber Tree of the Heart of Fear was surrounded by a massive swarm of flying insects, and the countless amber beetle behemoths on the ground were as dense as ants, and the mantis demons drove these giant beasts to build an impregnable flesh and blood defense.

The army of the royal court faction is personally supervised and commanded by the chief fierce general under the command of the empress, the wind lord Melgarak personally supervised the battle, although this powerful modern mantis demon is not as famous as the ancient heroes, but his individual strength is no less than any heroes, this wind lord has practiced the ability to drive the wind, a pair of wings and the front limbs of the praying mantis are extremely sharp, he does not need a blade, his arm is a blade, every time he swings, it will set off a burst of fierce wind blades that tear flesh and even steel.

The Karaksi Council also made a bloody investment, and they sent a team of ancient heroes to help, and launched an attack together with the alliance tribes and the Shaohao Dynasty.

This is also normal, after all, since the formal break between the two parties, one must be completely destroyed, the loser will be ruined, and the power struggle of the imperial court will never be merciful.

One of the ancient heroes of the mantis demon, the wind sweeper Kruck, after he saw the junior of the imperial court faction who was also playing with the wind, he was immediately aroused to be competitive, and he looked like he wanted to teach this junior how to be a mantis demon.

As the siege continued, the battle situation began to change gradually.

The victorious scales are slowly tilting towards the side of the attacking coalition forces, not because the mantis demon is too weak, but because the way of war has made them feel extremely unfamiliar, even if the size and number of the imperial army's army far exceeds that of the attacking coalition army, and the insect swarms in the sky and on the earth cover the sky and the sun.

The attacking coalition did not first shoot a few waves of arrows in a salvo like the old traditional war routine, and the war priest blessed the infantry and cavalry with a buff status, and then everyone shouted slogans and rushed together to play a drama of the whole army charging head-on, which was outdated.

The colonial war of the expedition to the Outlands was an important turning point, and the various forces of the world of Azeroth found themselves behind after confronting the high-tech fleet of the Burning Legion.

Enchanted catapults against extra-orbital projection pods, bows and muskets against hellfire cannons, and blowing up evil space battleships with earth bombs, everyone has endured enough of these bullshit things.

The world is always advancing, you can't say that you have just finished fighting the evil energy and high technology of the Burning Legion, and after seeing the various jump teleportation outside the orbit of the troops, you will forget about it and continue to play catapults and cold weapons to fight each other, right?

We can't play the magic drama of the catapult burning the world tree on the timeline of the established fate, we just play something normal, just play something regular, even if it's fantasy magic, you have to talk about the basic law.

So let's get back to business, the way the world of Azeroth fights has changed dramatically today.

The artillery fire on the frontal battlefield was deafening, and the attacking coalition forces directly pulled hundreds of cannons to the front line, so from the official start of the war between the two sides to the present, the mantis demon has not seen even a single enemy charge, a group of instigation.

Even the group of orcs and minotaurs, who looked extremely strong, were in their positions at the moment, as if they were waiting for follow-up orders, and they did not have the slightest desire to charge and push a wave.

The artillerymen manipulated their cannons to continuously carry out long-range strikes, and the artillery fire completely covered the washing ground, and the mantis demon on the opposite side of the explosion couldn't raise its head at all.

Instead, the Mantis Demon launched several counter-charges, trying to break through the coalition defenses and destroy the hated gnashing artillery.

Occasionally, a few cannons suddenly exploded because of improper operation or because of poor product quality, causing a small chaos within the attacking coalition forces.

All in all, this group of big bombers continued to coax, laughing at the mantis demon buddies on the opposite side being bombed all over the street.

The mantis demons were furious, the mantis demons couldn't bear it, the special sound of the insect wings flapping sounded, and the overwhelming swarm of insects roared towards the position of the attacking coalition army.

In addition to the completely different shape and structure of the bugs, this scene reminded the veterans of the coalition army of the Battle of Angela.

Otherwise, even if it is out of the subunit Zerg system of the Kalimdor Continent, the mantis demon still hasn't gotten rid of the Zerg's war mode, life is not fate, just pile up the worm sea tactics hard.

Then the mantis demons were cut wheat.

Kill insects, the coalition said that they have long been experienced, small scenes, calm analysis, no need to panic.

Heavy machine guns were erected on the slopes of the commanding heights of the coalition positions, adjusting their muzzles and spraying a barrage of death at the mantis demon army that was launching a collective charge ahead.

The clatter of fire was incessant, and the soldiers operating the heavy machine guns were shirtless, the heat from the barrels making them sweat.

If there is any class of troops that is most indifferent to life, it must be the machine gunners, watching countless lives die in batches at the muzzle of their own guns, this psychological impact is not something that artillery and bomber pilots can feel, although they may kill more, but they do not have an intuitive personal experience.

"Bounce the chain, quick!"

The second-in-command heavy, who was also a strong human man or a burly orc or minotaur, was extremely nimble in holding up a new chain of enchanted bullets, which weighed no less than a two-handed greatsword, and the burly deputy accurately slipped into the feed port on the side of the heavy machine gun, and then patted his killer partner, signaling that he could continue to slaughter.

Thermal weapons are the most brutal of wars, and this is the bloody experience of the world of Azeroth in the struggle against the Burning Legion.

Batches of mantis demon wings were torn apart by the barrage, and they fell violently from the sky and fell into a puddle of flesh.

Some were directly beaten into honeycomb coal in the air, and died on the spot, so they didn't have to fall.

Some elite mantis demons tried to hold up their mana shields to resist the barrage of strafing, which did work, and bullets couldn't hurt them, but they weren't Anvina, the embodiment of the sunwell, and their mana was not endless, and after holding on for a few minutes at most, they followed in the footsteps of their companions.

The number of mantis demons that died under the muzzle of heavy machine guns is so large that it is impossible to count them concretely.

Several collective charges, several times were completely annihilated, directly destroyed several complete formations, all kinds of broken corpses, scraps of flesh and carapace piled up in front of the coalition position.

The mantis demons cost them their lives to make them understand that times have changed.

If you don't progress, you perish.