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Northwest of the city of Azhara, a large army is slowly advancing against the gale.

300,000 elves sounds like a lot, but in fact this is only a small part of the army of the vast Night Elf Empire. Because of the speed of mobilization, Ravenkes could only gather the lords closest to the city of Ayshara.

Those lords who are further away will need a month, if not months, to get here.

This is not an exaggeration.

In Azeroth 10,000 years ago, this was the height of the Night Elf Empire. Kadore occupies nearly eighty percent of the territory of the ancient Kalimdor continent.

The former Amani Troll Empire was left in the northeastern corner of the continent, with Zu Aman as the line of defense.

The once-glorious empire of Gulabash was split into two parts, Zurfarak in the southwest and Zurghrab in the southeast.

If the Night Elf Empire is mobilized, three or four million troops can still be pulled. Of course, the quality is certainly uneven.

Being able to pull out 300,000 people in such a short period of time is already an amazing appeal of the Grand Lord of Ravencase.

It's a pity that when he really faced the Burning Legion, Ravenkes had that little ...... Isn't there a feeling that there are too few people on your side.

Demons wreak havoc, burning every house and forest, slaughtering every creature in their sight.

From afar, Cerberus howled as many as the flood. Behind these canine-type demons, blue-skinned demon guards are also assembled there. When they saw the rows of Night Elves at the end of their sight, they all roared with joy.

While chasing and destroying fleeing prey is also a pleasure, mass slaughter is the devil's favorite.

Today, more innocent people will be killed, and more blood will be splattered, converging into rivers and solidifying into lakes.

"Uhh The demons marched towards the neat and orderly line of the elves.

Ravenketh nodded.

"Shooter ready!" shouted a nobleman.

Led by a shooter who had clearly stepped into the realm of heroes, more than 38,000 longbows were raised and pointed diagonally at the sky.

The nobleman tosses a pinch of fluff above his palm.

Looking at the direction in which the fluff drifted away, the nobleman continued to shout: "The wind is three levels, ten degrees easterly!"

"Whoa-hoo-" Even in the headwind, the chaotic howls of the Cerberus as they galloped at full speed formed a huge wave and pounced on the elves.

Many of the recruits who hadn't been to the battlefield could barely hold their bows, but the experienced marksmen snapped three arrows to the string in one go.

The elven nobleman raised his hand high and looked ahead.

As the demons got closer, he slammed his hand down.

"Boom, Boom—" The continuous sound of breaking wind formed a terrifying long sound.

Mixed with the shock of the screaming of death, more than 100,000 arrows formed a huge black cloud that stretched for several kilometers, and suddenly rose into the sky.

When the flashing arrows reached their highest point, under the action of gravity, the sharp arrows rained down on the demon like a summer shower.

From a distance, it looks like a huge Grim Reaper, embracing the demons with open arms.

Demons are not brainless creatures, yet even with the clear knowledge that death lies ahead, the Burning Legion has not slowed down.

A torrential rain of arrows fell.

The demons of the Burning Legion, yes, they are demons, but they still have physical bodies, and they are not invincible.

The first round of arrows was almost entirely covered by Cerberus, and some of them had so many shafts of arrows that they could not even lie flat on the ground.

The Cerberus fell to the ground and died.

Nearly two hundred Doomsday Guards also fell from the sky.

But the demons of the Burning Legion trampled on their compatriots, as if they were stepping on a stepping stone that did not concern themselves, passing at high speed.

Ignoring their dead brethren and coveting the Night Elves in their eyes, the Cerberus roared and sped up their pace with the momentum of a revelry.

"Damn!" Ravenkees cursed, "Free Fire!"

The Cerberus accelerated beyond the imagination of the veteran Night Elf Lord. Generally, even if a cavalry charges, with the hand speed of the Night Elves, they can shoot at least four or five rounds of arrows.

But one of those hellish Cerberus suddenly accelerated, disrupting it all.

"Shoot!

The shooters abandoned precise aiming and relaxed the strings in their hands almost as soon as they were ready.

The Arrow of Death once again struck at the Demon Cluster, but this time it was significantly less effective than half.

The Cerberus in front of him moves with an irregular pace and stride to avoid it, and widens the distance between it and its companions.

The demon guards in the rear actually raised their huge shields, forming a carapace formation in the standard sense.

"These aren't just beasts! they're war machines!" roared a nobleman next to Ronin, "they're learning too fast!"

Ravenketh ignored the guy: "After the third round of shooting, all the shooters stand back! The infantry regiment responds to the onslaught! The mage who can cast spells can cover!The lancers - prepare to charge!"

"Your Excellency!" Luo Ning suddenly shouted, "Can I participate in the battle?"

"It's time like this, mage, you can do anything, as long as you're not attacking our elves!" Ravenketh was originally arrogant and wanted to refuse, but after the magic of the Well of Eternity was cut off, almost all the mages under his command became dead dogs.

The great lord who was extremely troubled replied almost casually.

He had no idea what a terrible magic master he had released.

In a flash, Luo Ning came to a high slope, and below, there were five infantry columns. The Night Elves' infantry held long, narrow kite-shaped shields that were useless, forming a wall of shields that Ronin looked weak.

There were no three platoons of spears, no reserves.

Ronin had no idea how these guys would die when they were hit by Cerberus.

Knowing that Cerberus's magic resistance was so high that he was maddened, Luo Ning sighed.

He concentrated, using a spell that he rarely used. It was a large magic that he would never use in his naked outfit, but he felt the increase in magic power from the superb equipment contributed by the demon lords of Mount Hyjal.

Luo Ning firmly believes that he can still do it.

His eyes narrowed.

The ground in front of the Burning Legion cracked, blasting through rocks and sending dust everywhere.

The next moment, from the dust, a wall stretched for a full thousand meters, covering the most central part of the entire battlefield from left to right, as if a sharp stone thorn wall of 10,000 large hedgehogs came out of thin air in front of the Cerberus.