To the devastation of the dwarven gunners even more, the red drake that had just seemed to have been killed and fell jumped to its feet, charging with even more swift movements than before, even faster than its companions of other colors. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Just as the dwarven commander was preparing for a second round of tentative shooting, a new order came.

"Prince Bryan has an order, the opponent has a great damage reduction characteristic, and orders us to take the fourth formation and retreat immediately!"

"Retreat!?and it's formation four?" the grumpy dwarven commander was resentful.

But an order is an order, and if he is not convinced, he can even give Brian old fist in the command headquarters, at least at this moment, he must carry out the order.

Duke spent twenty years building the alliance, and he had long since built the alliance's military discipline into an iron army in the form of the Celestial Empire. Within the realm of a commander, he is free to use his wisdom and command art, but the general principles must be strictly observed.

The dwarven commander waved his hand, and the tank crews below had to surround a large number of heavy steam tanks in long battle lines, and then jump out of the car themselves, and run away in faster and lighter steam armored vehicles.

Not only that, but there are also dwarf soldiers and some classes that quickly lay down layers of sluggish defenses, such as sticky grease, flame belts, and frost traps.

Just as the front line was evacuating, the commander finally saw the horror of those dragon beasts in the telescope. The figure of a three- or four-story building is very powerful at a glance.

The nearly two-story tall steam tank was easily overturned, and the inferior cast-iron guardrails that stood in the way were cleaved like sliced cream by a massive double-ended meniscus chopper.

What's even more terrifying is that these bizarre dragon beasts are almost invulnerable.

Blazing fire, extreme cold, mysterious arcane ...... At least at a glance, I don't see anything that works particularly well for these guys.

In the command headquarters, Brian Copperbeard watched the image of the magic mirror image coming from the front line, and shouted, "Holy, is this Nefarian's gift package? Sure enough, Duke was right to stare at that guy all morning!"

Captain Blakeville expressed his concern: "What to do, the king and the alliance powerhouses are still not done with the battle of the Molten Heart, and we lack the strongest force ......"

Brian turned his head, touched his beard, and smiled mysteriously: "Captain, fulfill your duty." What you feared yesterday is gone. ”

"What!?" suddenly filled the entire Northern Front command with an atmosphere of ecstasy.

"Hahaha! I knew they weren't going to let us down!"

"Long live the Alliance!" the dwarf was blunt and a little noisy, if it weren't for the enemy, it was estimated that this group of guys would immediately find the flat metal wine bottle hidden on their bodies and pour themselves a few sips on the spot.

Dwarves can hide secrets, but only real secrets, and for this kind of secret, which Brian claims to keep secrets, but in fact is no longer secrets, these big-mouthed mid-level commanders can easily infect their subordinates with their optimism.

"What? Defeated? No! We're just retreating strategically. When our king returns with the hammer of the fire demon, he will be able to teach these damned drakes how to be humans. Oh! I just said something, no, I didn't say anything!

With Brian taking the lead, the commanders below all uploaded and handed down, with a 'you know' face. As a result, even if they were defeated and retreated, the Northern Front Alliance Army with the dwarves as the core still held their heads high.

This scene was fed back to Nefarian, leaving Nefarian puzzled.

"Has the Alliance grown into such a terrifying behemoth in just twenty years?"

But it makes sense when you think about it.

At one point, the capitals of several kingdoms fell at the height of the Alliance's desperation. Even in the Scourge of the Dead, even Lordaeron, who was the leader of the alliance, was wiped out for a time.

However, under Duke's command, the Alliance rose again, purging all evil forces from the continent of Lordaeron in one fell swoop.

Even when the veterans of the alliance bragged to each other, they said that 'the war between the two kingdoms that will not be destroyed cannot be called a great war'.

After several failures and rebirths, the will and resilience of the alliance's military and civilians have been formed through thousands of trials and tribulations.

In Stormwind, Duke took a long breath when he received intelligence from the front on the terrace of the Duke's Palace.

"Am I still being too cautious?" said Duke, smirking wryly.

"The alliance is not the same as it was twenty years ago. The league is definitely tougher than you think. I would even like to believe that even if our Heroic Regiment is wiped out this time, the Alliance will not be completely defeated. More heroes will be born, carry up the flag we left behind, and carry on the past and forge ahead into the future!" Aurelia sat on the carved iron railing of the terrace, dangling as if the railing had been used as a swing.

Several times it was almost parallel to the ground, Rao was so, with her superb balance ability, and unimaginable waist and abdominal strength, I didn't see her fall.

Duke nodded at his lover's reassurance: "Well, when Magni and Gavinrad are ready, take those two artifacts and go to Nefarian's lair." ”

Although Magni's Firedemon Hammer can be used now, it has not been adjusted yet, after all, it turned out to be a war hammer used by the Fire Elemental Lord, and to adjust it to be used by mortals, it requires a large amount of [Safron Iron Ingots] to modify and transform.

Gavinrad's Wind Sword is even more troublesome, and according to the guidance of the ancient soul attached to the [Imprisoned Skull of the Wind Chaser], Gavinrad is already running and breaking his leg. Because he was going to run halfway across the planet to Silisus on the continent of Kalimdor, fortunately there was a fixed portal in Theramore now, otherwise he would have been tossed to death just by taking a boat.

"Duke, aren't you worried that Nefarian will find out about your procrastination?"

Duke waved his hand: "It's okay! Although the Black Dragons are very fond of conspiracies, after trapping Nesario and Onexia in a row, Nefarian will probably break this thought. And he's very different from the other black dragons. ”

"Huh?"

"He's the only 'science nerd' in the Black Dragon Clan!"

"Science nerd?"

When Duke manages to explain to Aurelia what a science nerd is, Aurelia laughs profusely.

After finally finishing laughing, Aurelia suddenly turned around, a long white leg turned, and her nimble toes were on Duke's legs, as if a little man was walking, and one finger was closer to Duke's thighs and abdomen.

"Anyway, Duke, it seems like we've not had a ...... for a long time Are you interested in practicing swordsmanship?"

Duke raised his head slightly, looking at the pair of peaks of Mount Hyjal, which were foul by both elven and human standards, and swallowed as he looked at the flexible waist and the long legs that occupied half of his vision.

"Practice! Must practice! Practice to the death! Hmph! Aurelia, you are killing yourself! How dare you face the ferocity of Duke's Excalibur?"

"Hmph, who's afraid of whom?" said Aurelia's face with a seductive flush.