For the Order's commandos, with their firepower, it is very simple to defeat a formation of no more than 100 bugs.
Therefore, this final encounter took less than 3 minutes to resolve the battle. The last high-level winged insect wanted to turn around and escape, but was killed by the Black Iron Death Knight sniper in Thassarian's team for nearly 800 seconds.
A few meters away, he was shot in the head.
"Collect the strongest carapace of these bugs!"
Thassarian pointed the hot muzzle downward, holding the shotgun in one hand, and shouted to the death knights around him:
"There are also those special glands. Once they are all installed and sent back to the base, these things can be considered trophies... Tsk, tsk, it's really shabby."
As he spoke, the human death knight turned and walked towards the protected elf, which was a female night elf. This was very easy to identify. Since Thassarian had a high elf teammate beside him, he knew the common Sarah among the elves.
I still understand Si language somewhat.
"Where are you from?"
Thassarian asked in bad Salasian. The obviously frightened night elf girl looked at the gun still emitting smoke in Thassarian's hand. She hugged her body in fear. Just now,
This little girl saw with her own eyes how this terrifying steel wand projected thunder and flames and tore those vicious bugs into pieces.
In her opinion, these guys who use steel wands are no more peaceful than bug-men. As a priest of the Moon God, she can easily see through Thassarian's true nature... This is a living undead!
In the traditional culture of the night elves, desecrating the dead is an unforgivable sin.
But...these ferocious warriors saved her life after all, so it would be very rude not to say anything. Therefore, under Thassarian's gaze, the night elf girl whose leg was stabbed by the insect claws lowered her head.
The voice replied:
"My name is Natalia Marlys... I am the wife of the commander of Cenarion Fortress, Marlys. I was ambushed by the bugs while I was out. Powerful adventurer, please send me back."
Fortress, my husband will give you adequate reward."
Ms. Luna Priest Natalia doesn't believe in the undead living in front of her. What's worse is that the Salas language she speaks belongs to the night elves' language family and has not changed at all for thousands of years. It is very complicated.
The language of Thassarian, at least for Thassarian who only knew a few words, was like a heavenly book, and there were no high elves in Thassarian's team, so in desperation, Thassarian could only make a
Bad decision.
He knocked out the screaming Luna Priest, put her on the skeleton war horse, and planned to take her back to the Order's temporary base.
Given this girl's current situation, leaving her here will only leave her to fend for herself. The Order pursues its own mission of maintaining world order. They are a group of neutral and good guys. Thassarian can't do that.
Don't let the weak die.
And more importantly, to this desert, the Order are outright outsiders. Their knowledge of this desert is limited to the fantasy stories of adventurers. But now, a living life appears in this desert.
Before their eyes, this proved that there must be other forces deep in this desert.
This is a blessing from heaven for the Order who urgently need local intelligence to carry out hunting missions.
As for the series of stories this night elf chick will spark when she mysteriously disappears in the desert...who cares?
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Under the Shining Plains, a white, salt-marsh-rich plain and a mountainous area where the Tanaris Desert meets, the army from Stormwind City is gathering here. This is an army equipped with a large number of thermal weapons. Although the overall
The technological content is several levels behind that of the Dark Blade Army, but at least it has been able to popularize firearms, so that soldiers no longer need to hold swords to fight those crazy bugs.
Nearly 2 kilometers in front of the legion's front is a collapsed surface. Under the surface, the Qiraji worms that sneaked here did not feel that the end was coming. The hard-working worker worms with the Qiraji mark on their backs were still there.
Under the command of the brain worms here, underground passages are being continuously excavated, while the female worms are still laying eggs. Farther away, winged soldier worms are patrolling in the sky around the large tunnel.
This is a vanguard army... In less than 10 days since they arrived here, the number of bugs here has exceeded 50,000, and their number is still growing at a geometric rate. Maybe in another month, from
The bugs flying out of this pothole are enough to completely flood New Stormwind City.
Fortunately...with the help of the empire's new "friends", humans discovered the insect nest hidden under the Shining Plains in advance.
"The evolutionary direction of Qiraji is primitive. The combat effectiveness of workers, which make up the vast majority in this system, is very weak. This shows that they still rely on numbers to fight. This is not consistent with common sense..."
The silver-white compound eyes of Skris the Deconstructor shone with light of thought, and beside it, Archmage Modera asked doubtfully:
"What do you mean? Are you saying that these Qiraji worms are abnormal?"
"Of course, this is not normal!"
The Nerubian Priest said to the Archmage beside him:
"Insect people are a civilization that attaches great importance to "evolution". After the collapse of the Aqir Empire, the spider demons migrated to the continent of Northrend. Of course, the world had not collapsed at that time, but in short, we evolved ourselves in the ice and snow, and finally
It broke away from the original insect form and stabilized into the current form of the Neyou Spider Demon. All this evolution was completed in nearly ten thousand years."
"The Qiraji have existed no shorter than us. Relying on the genetic fragments left by the Aqir Empire engraved in their souls, they should also have their own evolutionary process, and should evolve into a form more suitable for this desert environment, but
Now, except for the lowest workers, I see no trace of this 'evolution'."
There was a hint of doubt and solemnity in Scrix's voice:
"Obviously, there is something that we don't know about that is affecting the Qiraji. It suppresses this evolutionary instinct, allowing the Qiraji to still maintain its most primitive posture for tens of millions of years... This is not
Normally, human friends, what you have to deal with this time is probably not just the Qiraji, but also the shadow behind the Qiraji, which makes me... feel very uneasy."
"You mean, behind the Qiraji, there is a mastermind manipulating this civilization?"
The Archmage's expression also became serious. She looked at the gryphon knights behind her who were making final preparations, and she whispered:
"Your Excellency, Disassembler, based on your knowledge, what do you think it could be? An ancient "god"?"
"Gods? No! At least not the kind of gods you think they are."
The Deconstructor shook its weird head, its forelimbs swayed back and forth in the air, and it said:
"The bug people have their own gods, and the spider demons once had their own... Unfortunately, when Azjol-Nerub fell, we prayed to the gods, but we failed to get an answer. The undead scourge entered our country and destroyed our country.
The great underground empire was completely destroyed, and our gods said not a word... We survivors have abandoned our meaningless faith, but the Qiraji may not..."
"I can only say that if there really is an ancient "god" behind the Qiraji, then you have no chance of winning, at least with the current size of the army, you have no chance of winning... Human friends, you need allies, enough
Too many allies, enough allies to overwhelm the world."
"Whoosh, whoosh"
Hundreds of gryphon knights controlled their mounts, allowing these winged beasts to fly into the sky. The flapping of their wings by the gryphons was astonishing. The knights formed a dense formation in the air and kept moving forward, scouting on the ground.
Under the guidance, these flying troops carrying strange iron barrels painted red on their claws slowly approached the edge of the shining plain.
Their arrival disturbed the patrollers around the Glittering Plains insect nest. The wasp-like winged insects screamed and rushed towards the griffon knights, but the knights escorting them were soon smashed into pieces in the air with continuous rifles.
Many insects sensed the approaching battle. They turned over the dust above their heads and rushed densely from the ground to the surface.
"bomb!"
Amidst the roar of Kurdran Wildhammer, the leader of the gryphon knights, the knights flying over the insect nest controlled the gryphons and threw the red iron barrels held in the beast's claws to the ground.
"Boom, boom"
The iron bucket fell to the ground, smashing the unlucky bug's head to pieces. However, this was not a bombardment weapon. Hundreds of iron buckets falling from the sky were torn open, and the thick black liquid inside quickly spread all over the insect.
The nest was like a mercury drain, and the pungent liquid even flowed to the deepest part of the nest.
"What is that?"
The Nerubian Priest could clearly "see" the battlefield on the edge of the Shining Plain with his own mental power. He watched with interest as the Griffin Knight threw the iron buckets filled with black liquid on the heads of the insects, but
Those liquids are not toxic or corrosive, they just seep into the ground like water.
Just from the surface, it is difficult to regard this liquid as a "weapon", but Skerris does not think that human air cavalry will risk being torn apart by winged insects just to play a game.
Facing the dismantler's doubts, Archmage Modera shrugged and explained:
"That is the "waste" left over after the church made holy fire oil. It cannot be used again, but it is very viscous and... extremely flammable, even more flammable than the oil used by the goblins. The best thing is, it
It is not easy to evaporate and can continue to burn for a long time... Those in the military department call this thing an "incendiary bomb", which I think is very appropriate."
As soon as the Archmage finished speaking, the last iron bucket fell from the sky and hit the entrance of the insect nest accurately. The speed of the gryphon knights who lost their weight became very fast. Just as originally planned, they began to move as fast as possible.
They retreated as quickly as possible, and the captain of the Griffin Knights, the brave Kurdran Wildhammer, took the initiative to shoulder the most dangerous mission.
He controlled his gryphon and quickly approached the ground amid the blockage of winged insects. The dwarf yelled and pulled out a flare gun from his belt. At the moment when it was closest to the surface, in the passing scene
, Wildhammer aimed at the bugs that jumped up on the ground to bite him and pulled the trigger.
"Bang"
A burning signal flare flew out from the muzzle and hit the hole of the insect nest below that was filled with viscous liquid. The next moment, with Kurdran's roar, the ground around the insect nest was completely "ignited"
Already.
The crazy burning flames roared into the sky, and the flames even shot up to a height of nearly 5 meters. And further below, the high-temperature flames followed the black liquid that penetrated deep into the ground, and continued to burn into the insect nest, and those who were contaminated with
The insects soaked in black liquid were also ignited. They struggled wildly, but the burning flames were difficult to extinguish.
The strong carapace covered by the Qiraji can help them survive the flames for several minutes, but after the flames are ignited, the entire ground around the nest is like a blazing hell, and there is no way to escape.
In the human position, the Griffin Knights took a short rest and began to load the second batch of "incendiary bombs".
"Fire... a good weapon."
Scrix, the dismantler, looked at the pillar of fire rising from the ground in the distance. It shook its head and sighed at the whims of human beings:
"High-level spider demons like us are also afraid of fire. You have found a great targeted weapon. However, if it is just ordinary fire, it is not enough to fight against an entire insect empire. Human friends, the Qiraji rely on
Fight with numbers. When they come out in force, no matter how terrifying the flames are, they will be extinguished with their bodies... Never underestimate the number of bugs."
"I know, we all know."
Archmage Modera whispered:
"This war is not so easy to win, but at least now, we have started to fight back, right?"
"Since the failure of the Battle of Northern Xinjiang, my compatriots have been filled with too much gloom. Under such circumstances, if the human empire wants to resurrect from the ashes, it must first defeat the fear in its hearts, whether it is barbarians or insects.
Regardless of people, they are all opponents we must survive, and they are all opponents we must defeat... If we cannot defeat such an enemy, how can we rely on to challenge the Dark Blade Legion in the future?"
"The human empire will not wait to die in fear. We have already lost once and we have no right to lose again."
The Archmage looked at the burning earth in front of her and said softly:
"They thought they were going to bring hell to us, but we..."
