This is a decisive battle between two countries and two god systems, and it is also about the general trend of the whole world.

The general trend is unstoppable!

Whoever finally picks the fruits of victory, the Southern Regions will inevitably be caught in the flames of war against each other in an instant. The powerful swept in all directions, and the weak united to protect themselves, this war is the unveiling ceremony of a magnificent historical drama. Almost everyone who can intervene in the Southern Regions and have interests in the Southern Regions is watching this war.

Gather all the national strength, gather all the gods, just for this battle!

The golden-armored knight's long sword was raised high, pointing straight at the scorching sun in the sky, and he looked at the countless heads in and out of the city, and slashed it with a strong swing of the long sword in his hand. The silver blade flashed, and an arc of light fell, and the sentence "departure" shook the nine heavens.

In an instant, countless military flags were raised suddenly, and the army was busy and orderly.

Dozens of heroes in armor flew in the sky, and the crowd at their feet set off their insignificance.

Rossi stood in the carriage, surrounded by heroes and demigods, and he felt that this war was coming too quickly, but not abruptly. After an early war, both sides found it pointless to fight a war of attrition. Jeruth's goal was to unify the South, and they could not afford to waste their limited resources in this endless tug-of-war. After they defeated Huite, there were still twenty or thirty forces large and small to be uprooted, and they had to retain a little strength.

Because Huite is relatively weak, he can't fight a war of attrition, so he can only concentrate all his strength and decide in one battle.

Under various coincidences, this decisive battle was born.

On the battlefield where a million-strong army is attacking, there is no art of command, and there is no strategy and tactics, the only thing that can be done is to constantly throw the soldiers in your hands as bargaining chips and suppress the other party as much as possible.

"It's magnificent!", a girl beside Rossi couldn't help but praise, she looked only a teenager, with fiery red hair, delicate facial features, and fair and delicate skin, giving people an excellent first impression. She tilted her head and glanced at Rosie, "I heard you're from the Eastern Regions?

What a girl with courage, I can't see the slightest nervousness. Rosie thought for a moment, "Does Sunrise Canyon count?"

The girl's eyes lit up and she asked, "Is there any special scenery in Sunrise Canyon?"

"Ah...... , which is where the sun rises. At the end of the canyon is an endless stream of lava, from which the sun rises every morning to light up the first rays of light in the world. The second half of the canyon is filled with multicolored crystal-like cliffs, and when the sun shines through them, it is as if you are in a dream. ”

The girl's face was intoxicated, and she couldn't help but sigh lightly, "Just listening to what you said casually, I think it's so beautiful there, next time I go to the Eastern Regions, you must take me to see it." ”

"No problem!", Rosie held out his hand, "Rosie, Vulcan Emissary." ”

The girl was taken aback, but quickly reached out and shook Rosie's hand. She didn't quite understand this kind of handshake ceremony, or that the handshake ceremony was not very popular in the Southern Regions, and she said very seriously: "Then let's decide." ”

There were also people next to him, but there was a lot of nervousness and fear in their eyes. In this kind of battlefield, the chance of survival of ordinary people is almost zero, even if they are gods, heroes, and demigods from all walks of life, the chance of survival is not great.

With the armies in place, the Warcraft troops on both sides also began to appear. Dozens of terrifying monsters with their own characteristics were pulled to the battlefield under the traction. Some of these demonic beasts are tens of hundreds of meters long, some are as tall as mountains, and some are spitting flames.

These monsters are the ultimate weapons that really dominate the final direction of this war!

As the drums of war grew denser, the forward troops moved from walking slowly, to trotting, to charging.

The heart-rending shouts resounded in the sky in an instant, and the men and horses of both sides collided on the long battle line, without the slightest mercy or wavering. At this point, it is no longer the time for the individual's will to influence his own actions. If you don't go up, the people behind you will squeeze you forward, and in order to live a little longer, you can only frantically slash and kill all the enemies in front of you.

Flames emptied the area, and it was filled again. Many dark clouds, large and small, condensed in the sky, and thunder and hail fell madly to the ground. The people flying in the air also caught each other and fought each other, and the strong smell of blood filled the entire battlefield in an instant.

The speed of war in the age of cold weapons tends to be very slow, and by dusk, the war has just begun. Countless huge balls of light rose into the air, illuminating the entire battlefield.

It's a very common spell, some people call it the expulsion of darkness, others call it illumination.

The fighting continued, and people were constantly being pushed to the front line and dying there.

There are no uplifting slogans, only the fear and manic rants of the heart.

Blood stained the earth red, forming streams, and a pungent stench permeated.

The carriage carrying Rosie soon rushed to the front line, and Rosie glanced at the girl beside him, "Take care!"

The girl smiled sweetly, her eyes narrowed like two crescents, "You also take care, you said that you will take me to the Eastern Regions to see the sunrise canyon." ”

Rosie nodded, but there was a sigh in her heart.

Finally, the carriage rushed into the enemy line with the corpses of the enemy or its own people in the bumps.

A series of explosions erupted from Rossi's feet, and the whole person jumped up violently, and the divine source began to flow, and it was stimulated along the palms of his hands. The flames are like the scythe of death, constantly harvesting life.

Suddenly, a flash of golden light flashed, and Rossi jerked his head, and an arrow flew out of his cheek. He jerked into the distance, and more than a hundred and ten archers raised their bows one after another, and prismatic arrows that shimmered with metallic cold gland were all pointed at him. A burst of fire rose in his hand, and with a punch, the fire turned into countless fireballs. At the same time, hundreds of arrows were fired at the same time.

This rain of arrows was neat and compensated, his scalp was numb, and he just wanted to dodge, only to see that two people had already flown around him at some point.

Rossi frowned, and his body suddenly turned into a flame and disappeared. The two of them were stunned for a moment, and a small fireball that was shot out exploded violently, and the flames condensed into a human shape. Rosie didn't look at the pursuers behind him, and directly entered the enemy formation.

Small, that's Rossi's first feeling. There were almost all people around him, and they were all slashing wildly at him, which made him feel powerless for the first time in the face of ordinary people, as if a drop of ink had been dripped into the sea.