With Vol'jin's help and prior preparations, Sharlayan intercepted Mannoroth, who was charging at full speed, but this did not fundamentally improve his situation.
If he could not block Mannoroth's head-on smash, this huge war spear would wipe out the entire Broken Rear Army, and this was by no means the situation Sharlayan wanted to see develop.
"Suck~"
Facing the huge double-headed war spear that was getting closer and closer to him, Sarlayan took a deep breath in his busy schedule.
"Qiang!"
Valarjar's two swords collided together under Sharlayan's instruction, forming a heavy sword as big as a door panel. However, its size was still not comparable to Mannoroth's spear.
Before the war spear hit the ground, Sarlayan suddenly twisted his body and spun on the spot, and the broad heavy sword was also swung and spun by him using centrifugal force.
Sarlayan's abnormal behavior, which was like performance art, surprised soldiers from all sides who didn't know why.
But that doesn't matter, Sarlayan knows what he is doing.
[Start turning! If you don’t turn, you are not a Chinese!]
[There is a saying, Xiao Sa is not a Chinese in the first place...]
【Is this the point?! Shut up and concentrate on witnessing!】
Under the "encouragement" of the barrage, Sarlayan's rotation drove the airflow, and further promoted by the wind power derived from Dru Yin's ability, his rotation speed soon exceeded the limit that the human eye could discern.
At the same time, Sarlayan's skin, which had been transformed into a top, showed fine golden scales, and his originally clear eyes became more ferocious and fierce under the influence of the power of rage.
In order to block Mannoroth's attack and buy enough time for subsequent reinforcements, Sharlayan used all the forces he could mobilize.
"clang!!"
The dull sound of metal collision resounded throughout most of Ashenvale. Under the attention of countless people inside and outside the battlefield, Sarlayan's swinging door panel sword collided head-on with Mannoroth's spear.
The result was beyond Mannoroth's expectations. His attack was actually stopped completely by a mere mortal, and the crackling war spear even rose upwards under the impact of the reaction force.
If Mannoroth hadn't been massive enough and his bottom plate wasn't stable enough, the huge recoil might have forced him to take a step back to relieve his force.
"This is impossible!"
Quickly regaining control of his spear, Mannoroth became angry and tried to attack again.
But at this time, the breath of the green dragons arrived just in time, and Mannoroth could only fold his wide flesh wings into a defensive posture.
When the evil power covering the surface of the flesh wings comes into contact with the shockingly corrosive acid dragon breath, it makes a tooth-piercing "squeaking" sound.
After the full blow, Sarlayan was a little weak and dizzy, and Vol'jin took the opportunity to drag him back to the protection of the army.
Although Sarlayan was in a very bad state at the moment, a happy smile appeared on his lips.
It wasn't just because Sarlayan's eagle vision saw the large amount of sand and dust rising behind the demon army.
More importantly, he could feel that the bottleneck that restricted him from moving forward had been loosened, which meant that he had indeed found the right direction for a breakthrough.
"Are you trying your best to unleash the power of rage while maintaining your own sanity to the limit... Ha~ Goldrinn, it turns out that this is your real test."
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After Sharlayan blocked Mannoroth's surprise attack that tried to defeat the army, he had nothing to do in the rest of the battle.
Valeera arrived quickly and took over the job of taking care of Sharlayan from Vol'jin. Vol'jin returned to the front line without saying a word, commanding the Darkspear troll's broken rear army to block the demon soldiers who were charging with Mannoroth.
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At the same time, the tauren army guided by Alleria was also approaching.
When Mannoroth was angrily tripped by three adult green dragons, the demonic surprise attack force that Mannoroth had high hopes for was instead trapped by two armies arranged by Sharlayan in advance.
The situation of this local war that broke out in the east of Ashenvale is very strange, and it can be roughly divided into three fronts.
The Warsong clan needs to face the green dragon in front and the tribal army in the rear at the same time. Even with the catalyst of demon blood, they have initially shown their defeat due to insufficient troops.
However, this is only the overall situation on the battlefield. In the one-on-one duel between Brox and Grom, the Warsong Clan had the upper hand.
Due to the side effects of the decline of the demon's blood, Brox is now only about 70-80% of his peak strength. However, Grom, who has just drank the demon's blood and is in a state of excitement, can exert 120% of his combat effectiveness.
Even so, Brox, who kept getting wounds on his body, was still able to grit his teeth and cling to Grom, who was getting more and more excited as he fought. It seemed that the winner could not be determined in a short time.
The Horde army led by Varok is defeating the Warsong Clan's rear defense line, which is fighting on both sides. It depends on whether Varok will achieve victory first, or whether Grom will kill Brox first.
Behind the Horde army, the Darkspear trolls, led by Vol'jin, were blocking the attack of the demon army.
Further behind were the tauren reinforcements who had just waved their totem poles to defeat the demonic rear formation.
These layers of sandwich biscuits have made the battlefield situation very chaotic. With Mannoroth himself unable to free his hands, the situation is developing in a direction that is beneficial to the Azeroth coalition forces.
"Whoosh!"
Alleria drew her bow again and shot down a Doom Guard, and she finally arrived at Sarlayan, who was all weak.
Alleria stabbed Sarlayan on the forehead with her finger angrily: "Let your brat show off your strength. If I bring the tauren here later, how will you end up?"
Sarlayan gave a thumbs up to Alleria with his trembling right hand: "Don't underestimate the resilience of the Darkspear Trolls. These soldiers brought by Vol'jin are veterans who have been fighting in the jungle for many years. As long as
Mannoroth himself cannot take action, and they will not be defeated so easily."
As Sharlayan said, the various clans of the jungle trolls have been fighting each other in the jungle of Stranglethorn Vale for many years and have already accumulated rich combat experience.
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The first wave of the Burning Legion's attack was indeed fierce, but with advance preparation, the Darkspear Trolls relied on various witchcraft and totem enchantments to take over the demon's attack.
Even if the tauren reinforcements arrive a little later, they will not have much impact on the overall situation. At most, they will slow down the defeat of the Burning Legion, which is attacked from two sides.
"Damn reptile!"
Seeing that the troops under his command were still unable to open up the situation, Mannoroth, who became more and more anxious as he fought, had to distract himself from two directions, and gradually lost his plan. Lannaris seized the opportunity and left a bone-deep wound on his left shoulder.
Claw marks.
After all, Mannoroth is also a man who has experienced battles for a long time. He knows that if he continues to fight like this, his entire army will probably be wiped out.
Although I was extremely unwilling to do so, I could only retreat first to preserve my strength, and then look for another opportunity to regain my position this time.
In order to get rid of the entanglement of Lannaris and the three of them, Mannoroth exposed his trump card in advance.
He opened his chest, which was blocked by the heavy armor, and sprayed violent fel energy rays at the three green dragons who were preparing to pursue the victory.
"careful!"
At Lannaris' reminder, the three adult dragons hurriedly flapped their wings in opposite directions to avoid each other.
When they adjusted their posture and prepared to continue the pursuit, Maronos had already taken the lead and retreated from the battlefield.
"The whole army retreats! Return to the canyon and hold the defense line!"
Mannoroth's confident raid failed to achieve any results. He left behind more than a hundred corpses of various demons and fled back to his fateful place in embarrassment.
Mannoroth actually knew in his heart that after this failed raid, the offensive and defensive situation of both sides would be completely changed.
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In the next battle, he will not lead the army to take the initiative, but will find a way to block the all-out counterattack of the Azeroth coalition forces after preparation.
With this withdrawal, Mannoroth completely sold out the Warsong clan.
The main forces of the tauren and darkspear trolls have joined the battlefield one after another, and there is no longer any suspense about the direction of this local war.
Although the furious Grom roared and wielded Gorehowl, leaving a hideous wound on Brox's chest from his left shoulder to his right abdomen, he still could not take his life.
Under the spiritual catalysis of the demon's blood, Grom still tried to resist.
Sarlayan, who had initially recovered, gave the order in time. Varok, who was originally hesitant to follow the orc tradition, gritted his teeth and carried out the order, and through a righteous group fight, he forcibly subdued the unconvinced Grom.
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"What?!"
At the same time, Guyin'er, who was out, met Medivh again disguised as the Crow Prophet at Sun Peaks in Stonetalon Mountains as he wished.
Also arriving at the Burning Sun Peak at almost the same time as him was Tyrande Whisperwind, the High Priest of the Moon Goddess, who had just finished his tour of various temples and received a message from Medivh.
From Medivh's mouth, the two men, who were at war with each other due to the conflict in Ashenvale, each heard a piece of bad news related to their own side.
"The Warsong clan drank the blood of demons again?!"