The noisy roar of machine guns is very harsh, like death heavy metal music that has not yet appeared in this world. It makes people's eardrums hurt. Within ten minutes, the whole person seems to be deaf. Coupled with the roar of artillery from time to time.
, the roar of the giant insect before its death, the cry of pain of the wounded, the struggle of the dying, or the sound of the volley and explosion of the armed airship in the sky when it was attacked by the winged insect.
There is also the strong smoke on the battlefield on the large platform that cannot be removed at all, the strange smell of blood mixed with hot breath, and the strong burst of hormones on the battle line. Those naked-chested minotaurs are pointing machine guns at the insect-men and roaring continuously.
, those equally crazy human artillery, those orcs who fought bloody battles, and the almost wiped out quilboar heavy infantry.
All this, the noisy and impetuous battlefield picture, and the seemingly endless Qiraji worms that tirelessly poured onto the platform battlefield from all directions, all made Shandris Yuyue feel a little uncomfortable.
In her memory, except for the brutal ancient battles she experienced when she was young, there seemed to be no such cruel battlefields in the world. And now, in this desolate and desperate yellow sand, she was in a trance.
Time went back to 10,000 years ago... At that time, she could only follow her mother, watching with fear as the demons descended from the sky and destroyed everything she knew.
And now, her mother is no longer around, and now it's her turn to face all this on her own...
"boom"
A red-hot cannonball smashed diagonally into the surging sea of insects in front of Shandris. The round cannonball bounced on the soft sand stained with bloodstains of various colors. With the night elf's excellent vision, Shandris even
You can see the cannonball slowly moving forward, and it seems that you can stop it in place by stretching out your hand. A bug officer blocked the bouncing cannonball in front of it, waving the claws of its hands crazily, as if it wanted to.
To smash that cannonball open.
The next moment, the terrifying kinetic energy carried by the cannonball easily tore apart half of its body, and then smashed into the swarm of insects behind it, plowing through the dense insects a passage filled with blood and minced meat.
The green blood and the cold smell of death slapped Shandis on the cheek with the wind. The hot breath brought General Yuyue back to her senses. Her beautiful eyes became cold. She casually grabbed the arms box next to her.
A black sniper rifle was leaning against it. He stood up from the observation position of the sentry tower and looked down at the battlefield.
In less than a second, General Yuyue, who had locked the target, suddenly pulled the trigger. With the support of the night elves' outstanding shooting talent, the red insect priest of the insect priest was waving his black tentacles 1,300 yards away.
A dazzling trail of blood burst out from his armor.
The strong insect shell was dented inward and shattered in the face of the wildly rotating armor-piercing bullets. This shocked the insect priest. The evil guy subconsciously lowered his body and hid behind the cannon fodder, but
The moment it dwarfed, another bullet roared over, completely piercing its ugly oval head.
A trace of green blood spread far across the sand. Half of the head of the noble Qiraji Priest was opened by a special bullet. His body that was still twitching startled the high-level insect-men around him.
In particular, those high-ranking insect lords did not dare to show their faces at will, and the "raid behind enemy lines" that was brewing ended in vain because of the death of the insect priest.
After completing a perfect long-range sniper shot, Shandis sighed as she watched the probing bugs retreat. She put aside the sniper rifle that was emitting smoke, and the goblin craftsman beside her immediately began to repair it.
This rifle and several wounded mages sat cross-legged behind the position, carving miniature magic circles on the surface of each slender copper-cased bullet.
It is impossible for ordinary bullets to penetrate the mental shield of the insect priest. These fatal bullets shot by Shandris were modified during the war. I love this gun, and it was just modified by the best craftsman of the goblins.
Yes, there are less than 20 armed airships left by the goblins, and they are currently landing on the large platform. Fortunately, the platform is indeed big enough, just like a big village. It can not only accommodate these airships, but also the insects.
All the coalition soldiers who escaped from the strangulation.
The mighty 150,000 people who set off had lost nearly 60,000 in less than 2 hours of fierce fighting... and this was despite taking advantage of the terrain.
General Shandis Yuyue also leaned against the green armaments box a little tiredly. Her arms were so sore that she couldn't even draw her eagle-feather bow. This is why she used a sniper rifle.
The reason is that although this thing is less accurate, it is at least much easier than continuing to draw the bow and fire the arrow.
The general picked up a water bag from the side with some difficulty. This action caused the gauze wrapped around her abdomen to ooze blood again. This was the "memento" left by the insect lord when she killed it.
This is also the reason why Shandris appears in the "rear area" of the position. She is also a wounded person now.
Shandris poured some cold water into her thirsty mouth, but did not swallow it. Instead, she held the water in her mouth. Being trapped in the center of the ruins by an unknown number of insect-men was a headache. No one knew.
How long can this large position last? There is no shortage of food, but water is precious. Although there are many mages in Dalaran hovering above the position who can make magic water, the amount is still a drop in the bucket compared to the legions in the entire position.
In this desert, Shandris, who has fought in the Quicksand Battle, knows better than anyone what will happen if the water source is cut off.
She panted slightly and looked down at the sentry post. On the edge of the large platform, the druids and orc shamans used spells to build a temporary "city wall", which was covered with blood-sucking vines summoned by the wither.
, even fearless bugs are unwilling to get close to these vicious plants, but those bugs with long-range attack capabilities continue to spray their venom into the air, and then fall behind the city wall, trying to kill the coalition forces in this way
warrior.
But those warriors who were not smart enough had long since died in the first wave of insect siege. The remaining ones were elites. The tall tauren and the short humans rested against the city wall, exchanging tobacco and supplies with each other.
Some heartless guys even laughed out loud from time to time. The brutal battle allowed these warriors of different races to quickly forge deep friendships.
Shandris saw a human with gauze on his head handing a half-smoked cigar to the honest tauren soldier beside him who had lost an arm. The latter held the small cigar in his huge palm.
He put it in his mouth and took a puff, then handed the butt of the cigar to the sleepy orc wounded soldiers on the other side. Amidst the smoke, these tired soldiers were seizing every minute and every second to rest.
It's not that the bugs can't attack, they just put their main attack direction on the other side of the platform...that is, at the entrance to the Qiraji Temple, where the battle is most intense.
Thinking of this, Shandris couldn't help but turn her head and look to the other side of the position. The elves' excellent vision allowed her, sitting on the temporary sentry tower, to easily see the other end of the large platform.
Compared with the fighting situation there, the area where the wounded soldier Shandis is located can be called "peaceful".
"Bang"
Brox, with a cold look on his face, threw the withered and colorful head of a Zerg Lord behind the position. The old orc moved his shoulders and threw aside his weapon stained with green blood and insect mince. He sat down and used it.
On the temporary position set up with sandbags and armaments boxes, they didn't care about the sudden attack of those winged insects from the sky.
In this chaotic battlefield with people on their backs, Brooks was like a leisurely old man, picking up a piece of dried meat from the side, biting it, and looking at the battlefield in front of him.
He had just completed a counterattack with the orcs, humans and elves. With the support of the wither druids, they drove out the insectoids who had smashed the "city wall" and rushed into the position, but there were 3,000 when they left.
There are only less than 700 people left who can follow Brooks back to the position.
Even the old orcs who have lived on the battlefield all their lives and are used to seeing dead people are also shocked by this battle loss ratio. According to the experience of the orc army, when the battle loss ratio reaches this level, the army will have been defeated long ago.
Apart from the terrifying undead and those crazy fanatics, there is no army in the world that can grit its teeth and fight after suffering such huge losses.
It is said that the humans on the battlefield in northern Xinjiang did it... But Brooks knew that it was an accident. It was a military miracle that the human emperor Lothar worked hard to achieve... Even Lothar himself died in
In that battle.
But now, Brox and the soldiers of the coalition have also achieved this "miracle", but the old orc knows that this is also an accident.
Although every tribe of soldiers claims to pursue iron will, few people with brains know that there is a limit to the will that flesh and blood can carry. Even the most powerful people will always collapse after witnessing such a cruel war.
, In fact, if the coalition forces were not equipped with a large number of firearms that can effectively suppress insects, the morale of the coalition forces would have collapsed long ago based on the size of the insect sea with more than a million insects in front of them.
Even the stupidest wild boar people know what will happen if they fall into the hands of the insect people. In this desperate situation where they can either die in battle or be eaten, there is no third option for the soldiers. Maybe they can grit their teeth and fight.
There is still a way to survive. If your spirit is broken, you will only become a meal for the insects.
"Pooh!"
The old orc spat. He took a bag of water and drank it. Then he wiped his mouth, picked up a bag of black grenades from the open ammunition box next to him, then carried the ax and walked towards the battle line again.
.
Requests for help from the rear have been sent out, but there is a question of when the rear reinforcements will arrive. Before they arrive, there is only one thing that everyone trapped here can do...
That’s killing bugs!
"Wow"
At the front of the battle line, under the compliments of the sweeping dark vines, nearly a hundred Blighter Druids are shouldering the mission of resisting the sea of insects at the front. The most conspicuous among them is a super-large nightmare poisonous scorpion, which is covered in wood.
A, a beast with a sturdy shell faced those rolling insect-men, its giant claws on its left and right swept wildly, almost non-stop.
But this poisonous scorpion is not Staghelm himself, but another Archdruid of the Blighters, Staghelm's disciple Harvest Wizard Ort.
Every time he waved his giant claws, the tumbling bugs would be thrown away. Beside him, there were also smaller scorpion druids, and some transformed into giant wild boars wearing wooden armor, scurrying back and forth among the bugs.
Some conservative guys transformed into giant bears, but they also wore solid wooden armor. This was a fighting form strengthened by natural forces, which could provide Druids with greater protection.
With the help of this group of powerful beasts, the coalition's front line is not yet worried about collapse. Druids have always been famous for enduring hard battles. With natural energy surging in their bodies, they can persist in this kind of battle better than others.
longer.
Behind the druids' battle line were warriors of all races. Some even rode behind the druids, mounting heavy flamethrowers and machine guns on the druids' huge bodies, charging crazily towards them.
The sea of insects vents its firepower.
Under this situation, even the most elegant elves became no different from orcs. On the wooden carts pulled by wildebeest horses, the elves controlled the grinder muskets, and used a fire net to tumble between the staggered shots.
The insect-men were firmly blocked from their position, but this also made them the targets of the winged insects whizzing by in the sky.
The moment Brox returned to the battlefield, he caught up with another wave of winged insects rushing down from the sky. The elven archers standing at the sentry positions used their horned eagle bows to fight back, but the insects they shot down were not at all
Unable to weaken the impact of the winged insects, an unlucky elf was caught into the sky by the winged insects during the struggle. Her companions had no time to grieve, so they jumped on the carriage and took over the position of the machine gunner. In less than 1 second, the grinder fired
Then turn it on again.
On the Dalaran floating island above the position, seeing the winged insects attacking, the warlocks who stayed behind once again took the risk to summon demons. As the dark green sky rolled, the winged demons roared into the sky.
swarm of insects.
The two destroyers of life were entangled and fighting back and forth in the sky. The demons were not afraid of the numerical advantage of the insects at all. For a while, the winged insects in the sky were also disrupted by the demons. However, the magic power of the warlocks is not unlimited.
What's more, if you open the Demon Gate at the same coordinate multiple times in a short period of time, you will easily be targeted by the demon army in the twisted void.
"Pooh!"
Brox raised his knife and chopped the head of the insect that was attacking him into four pieces. Just when the orc picked up the grenade and was about to throw it out, a shining golden light that almost filled the sky for half a day shone in the corner of his eyes.
The orcs couldn't help but want to look beyond the insect sea. At the same time, the sound of rumbling artillery fire came from afar.
This movement made the orc stunned for a moment. He quickly pulled out the telescope from his belt, kicked away an insect that crawled out from the ground to attack, and then pulled the telescope away. In the lens, he clearly saw the whistling shells coming from
The scene of an insect swarm exploding at the end of the ruins.
"Reinforcements are coming..."
Brooks murmured something to himself, and the next moment, the thunderous roar of the old orc resounded through the sand dunes that were gradually shrouded in despair:
