Eastvale is a town at the junction of Elwynn Forest and Redridge Mountain. It is famous throughout the eastern continent for its rich timber resources. The sale of felled timber is also the main source of income for the people of Eastvale. In addition, Eastvale also has
It is rich in mineral resources, but because it is deep in the dense forest, it is somewhat difficult to mine the Fargodi mine, and recently there have been dog-heads and fish-men causing trouble here.
During the First Orc War, a battle broke out between humans and orcs in the East Valley. After the reconstruction of Stormwind City, a monument to the fallen heroes was erected in the woodland lake of the East Valley.
Remembering the past can make rulers wise and brave, and worshiping heroes can also make people more resilient.
The disasters in Redridge Mountain and Night Town have been known to the people of the entire kingdom. Whether the people want it or not, a new war is imminent. The adult men in Redridge Mountain have been sent directly to the camp in the East Valley by Delaney's spaceship.
There were also soldiers who narrowly escaped from the battle in Night Town and gathered here again at the call of the king.
The East Valley, which has always been famous for its tranquility, is now full of male hormones and the restlessness of the coming war. In addition to the army that continues to suppress the Defias rebellion in the western wilderness, 40,000 soldiers from the entire kingdom are stationed here.
The empty and long-standing East Valley Lumber Camp was now full of tents and simple military camps. The fortress left over from the First Orc War was quickly repaired by tens of thousands of people, trenches were dug, and many wooden barriers were built by cutting down timber.
horse.
Artillery exuding a cold aura was placed on the gun emplacement, and dozens of steam tanks were parked in the open space in front of the position. The gryphon knights kept rising and falling, transmitting messages between several positions, and the fully armed
The knights also walked around the battlefield to maintain order.
The leader of these soldiers is Bolvar Fordragon, Duke of Stormwind City, the most famous dignitary in the entire kingdom, and a powerful and loyal paladin. The composition of the soldiers under his command is very complicated, and they have participated in two orc wars.
There were veterans, anxious recruits who had just been recruited, some militiamen who volunteered to take up arms to defend their hometown, and private soldiers that the nobles had to use under pressure.
It can be said that this is the largest military operation launched by the Kingdom of Stormwind after the end of the Orc War. The commanders have made up their mind that in the East Valley, this Elwyn Forest must lead to the core area of the rule of the Kingdom of Stormwind.
Along the way, there is a difficult tug-of-war with the undead.
Speaking of irony, although the Kingdom of Stormwind has lost two core towns and control of two provinces, they still don't know the overall strength of the undead, and from the mouth of the black dragon serving Countess Katarina
, what they heard about the undead attack on Blackstone Tower made the commanders' hearts become heavier and heavier. If what those black dragons said was true, with the 40,000 soldiers on hand, it would be difficult to stop the incoming undead.
For the generals and marshals of Stormwind City, their feeling at this time was like facing a monster hidden in the darkness. No one knew how powerful it was until it took the initiative to step out of the shadows.
But in the face of a life-and-death battle, fear is only a choice. The loser may lose everything, but this is definitely not a reason to be afraid and dare not fight.
In the area where Elwynn Forest, Redridge Mountain and Dusk Forest meet, the brave gryphon scouts saw the undead tide crossing Redridge Mountain. In the vision of their telescopes, the scene in front of them was like a veiled image.
The black gauze on the foothills, the black army rolling forward like a surging tide, there is no end in sight.
After several days of silence, the undead finally seemed to be unable to contain their thoughts.
In the sky, the undead crows flapped their wings and flew outward from a height close to the clouds. Among the dense black spots, there were also some huge and terrifying skeletal dragons.
"The undead are coming!"
The scouts quickly grabbed the reins of the gryphon and rushed back towards the human position behind them. During the past few days of reconnaissance, the scouts of the Necromancers, who were extremely fast, cruel and had a strong desire to attack.
The human scouts have brought a lot of trouble. Once entangled by these aerial bandits who like to bully the smaller ones, even the ferocious griffins that can fight giant dragons will have a hard time escaping.
"The undead are coming!"
Ten minutes later, after receiving the news from the scouts, the entire human position became tense, as if a huge war machine had been started. Every gear began to rotate, and courage shone in the collision.
With sparks, the veterans picked up their weapons and handed the jugs in their hands to the nervous recruits, while the generals rode back and forth on their war horses, galloping back and forth in front of their positions. Their weapons collided with the soldiers' weapons. The generals
The roar and the sound of weapons clashing made the knights in the front row breathe quickly.
Marshal Windsor led his guards to stay behind the infantry phalanx. After the battle began, he would take over the command of the battlefield, while Duke Bolvar put on a lion-patterned war helmet and led Stormwind City
The 800 Paladins stand at the forefront of the battle line. The power of the Holy Light is extremely lethal to undead creatures. This legion of Paladins will also become the most important mobile force in this battle.
"Artillery in position!"
"Tanks in position!"
"Archers in position!"
"Infantry in position!"
Accompanied by the herald's hoarse roar, the blue golden lion battle flag representing the Kingdom of Stormwind and the royal family of Wrynn was slowly raised across the battle line. In such a battle, raising the battle flag of glory has only one meaning.
..Stay in your position and fight to the death!
East Valley is the last strategic stronghold in Elvin Forest. Any soldier with tactical experience knows that once this place is lost, the entire vast Elvinson will be undefendable. Once they fail, the citizens of the kingdom will have no choice but to defend themselves.
Hiding in his own home and shivering, the land he loves will be completely swallowed up by the power of darkness.
They will lose it...these warriors who love their country and are willing to sacrifice their lives and blood for it will lose it forever.
Enemies always underestimate the strength of warriors and their brothers and sisters, especially when they are protecting their loved ones and everything they hold dear...
"Gah!"
A scream belonging to the death of the arakkoa resounded in the sky of the East Valley. The commander of the screamer legion, the assassin crow, stood on the head of a skeletal dragon. These 600-year-olds had followed the glorious king of the arakkoa, Terokk, to conquer the north and south.
A warrior, he used his calm eyes to look at the human position below like a giant beast entrenched in the forest. In the small world of Draenor, it is rare to see such a frightening and exciting giant.
war.
He looked at the human soldiers who were waiting with a critical eye. He wanted to see a hint of weakness in the postures of those soldiers, and saw the fear he wanted to see... But no, under the united will, the individual
His cowardice was covered up by the collective strength. He could only see the warriors fighting to the death, and he could only see the steely determination of these humans.
"In fear falling from the sky, even brave men will become cowards! Steel will be broken! Victory... is at hand!"
"Shua"
The dark golden wing blade was held high by the crow, and the black robe he was wearing rustled in the wind. At the moment when the first black feathers were blown into the scorched sky by the wind, the sharp wing blade in the crow's hand suddenly swung.
Down.
"Screamer! Destroy them!"
"Quack quack quack"
The noisy screams of the Crow people rang out in the air, just like the battlefield under the Tongtian Peak when they raided the sky. The Death Crow people stirred up the death energy in their bodies and condensed into a cold storm around them. These screaming people
The demons folded their wings, dozens of them together, roaring and smashing against the waiting human legions below. The moment they landed, the wing blades in the hands of the arakkoa and the cold and biting storm would bring the first wave of blood to their masters.
's feast.
But after experiencing the war in Redridge Mountains, humans will not be passively beaten.
"Priest! Hold up the barrier!"
The priests of the Holy Light who were placed outside the legion chanted the sacred scriptures of the Holy Light in unison. The power of one person is weak, but when the priests gather together, the energy of the Holy Light that spurts out quickly.
A barrier of shining golden flames gathered in the air, wrapping every military formation.
"Bang bang bang"
The cunning crow people were caught off guard and collided with those scorching barriers. The sacred energy offset the coldness surrounding them, causing their impact speed to slow down. The next moment, the archers and musketeers who were already in the military formation were grinning.
Then they raised their weapons, and in the angry shooting, the first wave of thousands of arakkoa who attacked the position were almost wiped out.
"cunning!"
The crow's eyes shone with cruel light, and he let out a rapid scream, commanding the arakkoa people behind him to gather into a larger group, while the skeleton dragons hidden among the arakkoa people flapped their wings and slowly descended.
The behemoths did not directly join the offensive on the ground, but they opened their ferocious fangs and sprayed cold, huge amounts of death energy into the military formation below, like a blizzard falling from the sky.
The barrier on the ground was rapidly weakened. During the interval between the priests' chants, the regrouped Crow People launched another attack on the ground. This time, the barrier between the two military formations was breached, and the Crow People descending from the sky brought madness.
The massacre storm, but at the same time, the human air force, which has been waiting for an opportunity, those heroic griffon knights roared into the sky, including some Wildhammer dwarves who stayed in the Kingdom of Stormwind.
, the gathered Crow people were forcibly separated.
The ground steam tank's continuous machine gun also opened fire suddenly. In the dense and hot barrage, the smashed corpse of the arakkoa who was entangled and unable to take off fell like black raindrops on the front of the position.
on the ground.
There was no probing, no communication. The battle situation became intense from the beginning, and this was just the beginning. Amid the shaking of the ground, undead ground troops also appeared in front of the severely harassed human positions. Those wearing rough clothing
The armored undead infantry will not feel tired, and under the orders of the lower-level knights, when they see the human position, these rolling dark minions begin to charge.
"Knights! Follow me to face the enemy!"
Bolvar buckled down his helmet and drew out the golden heavy sword from his back. The scorching holy light shone on his body, like a golden battle flag. Under the charge led by the Duke himself,
The paladins followed closely, followed by the roaring heavy cavalry. The ground in the entire East Valley shook with the roars of the good men, and the dust kicked up by the galloping horses flew into a storm.
Facing the menacing human heavy cavalry, if the undead are still emotional, they should also feel fear... A few years ago, humans relied on these heavy cavalry methods to directly kill through the enemy's formation once they started to attack.
Formation, forcefully defeated the arrogant orcs.
But no, the undead will not be afraid. Facing the human knights who are piercing like sharp arrows, the charging speed of the undead infantry has not weakened at all. And behind this big black target, 1,000 people gathered together
The subordinate knights, under the command of the high-ranking knight commander Al, launched a counterattack against the humans.
"Bang"
The war horse under Bolvar's crotch was shrouded in the light of the holy light. It was as brave and fearless as its owner. It was like a ferocious war hammer, hammering hard at the front of the undead phalanx.
The sword's undead infantry didn't even come into contact with Bolvar's body, and were directly burned to ashes by the scorching holy light. Bolvar was like the sharpest arrow in the arrow. He waved his heavy sword to save the knights behind him.
A rift opened for charging.
Seen from above, the human knights were like sharp hot dinner knives, piercing into the dark undead army formation without any difficulty, just like splitting cheese.
But the undead are not the living. Even after such devastating blows, they still did not flee. Instead, they poured into the charging path of the knights from all directions and used their bodies to drag the knights back.
The pace of the charge made them slower and slower. It was only then that the proud knights realized that they were not facing orcs...
Individual undead are far inferior to orcs, but when they gather together and are twisted into a rope by a pair of hands, the power they erupt is more than a hundred times stronger than the once feared tribe!
Bolvar glanced back. The knights who were supposed to be following him actually fell behind. This made the Paladin feel a little uncertain. And the next moment, the undead phalanx in front of him suddenly split open, and the charging dead
The knights were just like them before. After the human knights lost their speed, they were like a silent hammer, hammering hard on the heads of the knights surrounded by the undead.
"Bang"
The sound of the collision was not noticeable on the noisy battlefield, but like the roar announcing the failure of an all-win strategy, it burst into silence in the hearts of the proud knights.
