"I have sounded the beetle gong, and the gates of Ahn'Qiraj are about to open! Warriors of Azeroth! We must hold the line and make these monsters who covet our homeland pay the price!"
As the buzz of the forest king's horn spread across the battlefield, Malfurion's roar echoed across the entire front through the strong winds, and the blessings from the forest also blessed the warriors of the Alliance and the Horde at this moment.
A thundering war cry sounded, and the heavy door of Ahn'Qiraj slowly opened. The overwhelming swarms of insects flew out of the high wall at the same time. Groups of Anubisas guards walked out of the open door with steps that made the earth tremble. Filed out.
However, the Alliance has already experienced the baptism of war in the outer world. The battle formations put up by the demons and war machines of the Burning Legion are not inferior to the scene in front of them. These elite soldiers are not shaken by the power of the enemy at all. Instead, under the mobilization of the officers The morale is high.
The tribe also sent out elite soldiers, many of whom were veterans who survived the Battle of Mount Hyjal. The trolls looked at their ancient enemies. According to their legends, it was their ancestors who defeated them. The arrogant Yaqir Empire beat the insect-people to pieces.
The swarm of insects that covered the sky rushed towards the coalition's front, but soon, roaring artillery fire sounded from behind the clouds, and the violent shock wave dispersed the clouds. The alliance's airship hovered under the sky, directly attacking with saturated firepower. A huge hole was created in the swarm.
Anubisas on the ground also noticed the tilting airship with firepower. Under the command of the insect general behind him in obscure language, these huge structures picked up the stones on the ground and prepared to use the same method to defeat the dragon. Shoot down the airship.
"Be careful to avoid!"
The first mate of the Skyfire spotted Anubisas' movements with his telescope and immediately issued an order. The pilots operating the airship immediately pulled the hull up. The flying boulders almost brushed against the bottom armor of the airship. The entire ship My whole body felt the bumps of the boulders passing by.
"We are being targeted, let the ground troops quickly deal with those structures!" Air Force General Rogers almost shouted to his messenger, "Otherwise we will not be able to provide any support at all!"
The air force's request was quickly sent to the ground. The dwarf artillery unit in the rear directly placed the main fire target on Anubisas. Anubisas' giant-like figure indeed posed a huge threat to ordinary soldiers. , but it is also an extremely eye-catching target. The dwarf gunner hardly needs to worry about aiming, and the mortar shells can fall on these structures.
However, Anubisas was far stronger than the commanders imagined. After a volley of artillery fire, the surfaces of several tall structures were pitted, but they were still functioning normally, trampling soldiers and throwing boulders.
The attack on the artillery position also attracted Anubisas' attention. Some of the Colossi stopped attacking the air troops and began to throw stone bricks the size of millstones at the artillery position. The heavy stones played no less important role in Anubisas's hands. Due to the power of the artillery, the artillery position exploded almost instantly.
Before a small team of dwarves carrying a mortar could evacuate, rocks had already flown to their heads. The dwarves had no time to escape. Just when they were about to be smashed into a pool, a light green stream of light flew into their feet. In an instant, thick vines rose from the sand, holding the flying boulders in mid-air.
"Don't worry, we will protect you!" The elven druids chanted incantations, and the magic seeds they planted took root and sprouted at this moment. The tangled thorns and vines formed a tough natural barrier for the artillery position.
With the cover of the Cenarion Circle, the artillery positions were temporarily free of worries and could pour out firepower at Anubisath at will. After multiple rounds of volleys, the Qiraji, who had lost several Anubisaths, finally couldn't bear it anymore and sent out a large number of The troops broke through the corner of the front line and headed straight for the artillery positions.
The soldiers on the position seemed not to notice the approaching bugs, and were still firing at the structures dutifully. When the compound eyes of the bugs showed bloodthirsty desire, the originally noisy battlefield suddenly became calm at this moment. After landing, the bugs were horrified to find that the magic around them was unnaturally solidified.
A moment later, a tornado of flames soaring into the sky enveloped the attacking bug-men. Several hooded mages appeared on the high ground of the artillery position, waving their staffs. It was they who jointly cast He used the terrible legion magic to burn all the insect people on this road while waiting for work.
The strong wind blew, and the hurricane summoned by the druids further fueled the fire. The strong wind made everyone at both ends of the sea of fire feel the rolling heat wave. The strong wind blew off the hood of one of the mages, revealing his fair skin. skin and long pointed ears.
Compared to the calm-looking high elven mages, the druids of the Cenarion Council all had complicated expressions. Thousands of years later, they once again worked together on the battlefield with their allies who controlled the power of arcane magic.
After that, the bugs tried many times to break through the defense line and attack the rear positions, but in the end they all failed. And after losing a large number of Anubisas structures, the airships in the sky finally no longer threatened them, while cleaning up the air. While flying insects, fire suppression was used against the insect troops on the ground.
After hesitating, the insect commander could only admit the defeat in front of the Gate of Ahn'Qiraj, unable to threaten the alliance's rear position. No matter how many people the faction had, it was in vain. Therefore, after the insect army and several broken structures, After all the bodies retreated to the Beetle Wall, cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami erupted from the coalition position.
They were victorious!
As troops were sent out to clear the battlefield, leaders from the Alliance and Horde gathered at the newest outpost.
Two people came from the Alliance, namely Bolvar and Jaina, while the Horde also came with two people, Varok and Garrosh, plus Malfurion who was temporarily representing the Cenarion Council, a total of five people. In this improvised and crude camp, we began to discuss how to proceed.
"Arch Druid."
Everyone nodded slightly towards Malfurion. Even Garrosh, who did not want to see the Alliance, kept quiet under Varok's prior warning. Everyone wanted Malfurion to speak first and listen to his opinion.
However, Malfurion's face looked sad at this moment, showing no joy after victory. He thought about it again and again and said, "We still have to continue going deep into Ahn'Qiraj. This is a very dangerous operation."
Hearing this, Garrosh still couldn't hold his breath. He asked, "Why? We have already caused heavy losses to those bugs. Just use your magic to seal the door. It will not be a problem to keep it stable for thousands of years."
"Quiet, child, and listen to the Archdruid."
Varok gave Garrosh a hand at this moment, indicating that he should continue to remain silent. This action made Bolvar, who originally wanted to shout at Garrosh, also stopped talking for the time being.
"There is an extremely terrifying darkness hidden under Ahn'Qiraj. We were able to erect the Beetle Wall a thousand years ago just because this darkness was still dormant. But today is different from the past. The power of darkness has awakened, and any of our spells They are as ridiculous and powerless before Him as a street performer’s tricks.”
Malfurion's voice was calm, but he did not take Garrosh's rebuttal seriously. How to truly cut off the threat of the bugs is the most important thing now. The unhappiness between the Alliance and the Horde is over this matter. Most of them can be put back.
"That means we have to march into the city." Bolvar said, "This is very dangerous. Just because we can defeat the bugs on the plains does not mean that we can also win in the other side's lair."
Varok nodded. He thought so too. This victory was inseparable from the fact that Anubisas was a target for heavy firepower on the plains, and the dangers of bugs on the plains could not be compared with those on complex terrain. Compared to insects.
"I originally planned to select some elite warriors from the Cenarion Council, the Alliance, and the Horde, sneak into the insect man's lair, and disintegrate their army from within, but..."
Malfurion reluctantly stopped talking, but everyone understood what he meant.
Jaina affirmed, "Going deep into the insect nest means being isolated and helpless, and you have to fight against a steady stream of insectoids. This is indeed no different from dying."
"Even if you send a large army, it cannot be deployed in complex places. Sending an elite force is indeed a more reasonable method..."
King Saurfang, who has experienced hundreds of battles, also has no better way than this. Garrosh behind him is also deep in thought at this moment. Is there really no other way?
After a while, the silent people raised their heads and stared at each other for a few seconds. Just when they were about to make a compromise on the plan, noisy shouts came from outside the camp.
"Stop or we're going to make you—"
The shouts of the guards came to an abrupt end, because they all flew upside down into the camp and lay on the ground unable to get up for a long time. In front of them, a tall knight in dark and ferocious armor stood in front of the camp with the afterglow of the setting sun on his back. in front of the door.
Bolvar put his hand on the hilt of his sword, Garrosh and Varok also gripped their weapons tightly, and even Jaina secretly prepared her magic. The originally peaceful camp suddenly became tense.
However, the worst thing did not happen. The visitor just stood at the door and slowly took off his helmet. When that face was revealed in front of several people, everyone except Malfurion and Garrosh stunned.
Especially Bolvar. His slightly trembling hand slowly left the hilt of the sword, and raised it in front of his eyebrows. He rubbed his eyes to make sure that he had not admitted his mistake. After a long time, he almost shouted out -
"Marshal Luo...Losa?!"
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