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Chapter 1465 Agnas worry and guilt

Although the Hellfire Peninsula has long been barren and has no vegetation to cover it, this desolate red land is not all flat.

The Tanaan Jungle, the predecessor of the Hellfire Peninsula, was originally a tropical rainforest with complex terrain. Even if the vegetation disappeared, the original terrain differences in the rainforest area were still retained.

A typical example is Kil'jaeden's Throne, where a fierce battle is taking place at this time. The terrain of this highland far exceeds the average altitude of Hellfire Peninsula.

The combined army of the Alliance and the Mag'har was climbing step by step on the winding mountain road.

After the main force of Draenor led by Kazzak was defeated in the Battle of the Dark Portal, the legion of demons still remaining in Draenor has long since disappeared.

The demons stationed at Kil'jaeden's throne at this time were composed of succubi, imps, voidwalkers, gan'ergar and other low-level demons.

Although they could barely maintain the front line for the time being with the support of the fel artillery constructed urgently by Gangerge technicians, anyone with a discerning eye could see that this difficult balance of power was destined to not last long.

After the defeat of Kazzak, most of the resources hoarded by the Legion in Draenor fell into the hands of the enemy. With the existing resource stocks of Kil'jaeden's Throne, the intensive artillery suppression can only last for a few more hours at most.

The alliance's intelligence officers are not vegetarians. The elite thieves from the Stormwind Kingdom's MI7 have long figured out the true identity of the defenders of Kil'jaeden's Throne.

It stands to reason that the Alliance and Mag'har officers responsible for commanding the battle can wait steadily until the enemy's artillery ammunition is exhausted, and then mobilize all forces to launch a general attack and capture the Legion's last stronghold in Draenor in one fell swoop.

However, the bad news that came from the rear not long ago made the officers of the coalition forces anxious, and they wished they could end the battle as soon as possible before withdrawing their troops and returning reinforcements.

After experiencing three world-level wars in succession, the veterans of the Alliance were relatively calm at this time, but the Mag'har orcs, who were mainly composed of young people, were not so calm.

If Agna, who was in charge of supervising the army, had not repeatedly persuaded him, the hot-headed Garrosh would have led Yolin and Dranosh to charge desperately.

"I said no! No means no!"

Agna went crazy and raised the oak shield in her left hand and struck Garrosh on the head.

"What on earth are you thinking, you idiot with a big muscle in your head! Can't you even remember the most basic military common sense after all the blood rushes into your brain?"

"Patience! We must maintain the existing front line with our allies. If you suddenly advance at this time, it will disrupt the original neat formation and provide the enemy with an opportunity to tear up the front line."

"You're not the mole sent by the Burning Legion to torture us, are you?"

"How can it be!"

Garrosh, who had a bald scalp at a young age, hurriedly raised his hands in surrender: "Sister Agna, I also know that I shouldn't act rashly now, but our base..."

Agna took a deep breath: "The more crisis comes, the more you need to calm down and not be led by the enemy's plot!"

Agna turned around with some worry and looked at the Mag'har camp located in the north of Hellfire Citadel.

"If you think about it, our base is located in the north of Hellfire Citadel, relatively far from the march route of the evil orcs and Magtheridon."

"At this time, the most worrying thing should be the alliance."

Yolin Deadeye nodded in agreement and said, "Sister Agna is right. The Alliance's Fort of Glory is located in the southeast of Hellfire Fortress. They will face Magtheridon's front earlier than we do."

Delanoche raised his hand and pointed at the Alliance soldiers not far away who were suddenly faced with drastic changes but still remained calm.

"In terms of psychological quality alone, I have to admire those guys from the alliance. The base is about to be attacked, but they can still keep calm."

Agna said with a serious expression: "This is the strength of veterans. Compared with them, the boys of Mag'han are still too young."

Garrosh, who is full of recklessness, doesn't like this atmosphere of hiding behind the scenes to analyze the battle situation.

Agna did not allow him to break away from the large army to attack the enemy, but she did not prohibit Garrosh from continuing to participate in regular battles.

Feeling bored at the rear, Garrosh angrily picked up his battle ax and rushed into the battlefield, killing his enemies to calm his inner turmoil.

"Hey~"

Agna rubbed her brows with a headache: "Garrosh is still not mature enough. He can only be regarded as a general now, and there is still a long way to go before he can become the commander-in-chief of an army."

The one-eyed Yolin smiled and spread his hands: "That's why Mother Gaia'an sent you to supervise us. Take your time, people will always grow."

Agna looked at Yolin and Delanoche meaningfully.

"Yolin is quite scheming and good at planning. Delanoche can also vaguely see the style of a general. It's a pity that you have to accept that muscular guy as your big brother."

Dranosh smiled and scratched his head: "This is the custom of the orcs. Who makes Garrosh the strongest among us?"

Agna also understood this truth and could only shake her head with a wry smile.

"Now, it depends on how the Alliance responds...Evil Orcs, as expected we should not have been soft-hearted in the first place."

With the fall of Hellfire Fortress, Yin Lidan's side chose to give in, and the Alliance and the Mag'har orcs became the two largest forces in the Hellfire Peninsula.

The Alliance will not have any mercy towards the Fel Orcs, and its willingness to cooperate with the Mag'har Orcs is based on the fact that Sarlayan, Adal and others are the mediators.

After the battle of Hellfire Citadel, the Alliance was polite and actively invited the Mag'har orcs to join the siege against the Fel Orcs.

After some internal discussions, the Big Four of the younger generation of Mag'har declined the alliance's invitation.

Including Agnar, most of the Mag'har orcs still have luck in their hearts. Perhaps the shaman's purification spell can make the crazy evil orcs normal again.

However, it turns out that their temporary pity out of luck was the wrong choice.

This chapter is not over yet, please click the next page to continue reading! After personally capturing many evil orcs for experiments, Agna reluctantly announced that all her attempts failed. The evil orcs had their brains burned out by the high-purity evil energy.

It is completely hopeless.

However, when the Mag'har orcs were determined to accept the alliance's invitation again, they unexpectedly discovered that the main force of the fel orcs suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Agnar was still wondering about this not long ago, but it was not until the news of Magtheridon's escape came that the four giants began to regret that they had not acted decisively, which led to today's evil consequences.

Intensive Fel artillery fire blocked the coalition forces' retreat back to the camp.

Obviously, the legion demons had known about the evil orcs' actions to rescue Magtheridon for a long time. This wave of cooperation just entangled the main force of the coalition forces, preventing them from immediately returning reinforcements.

At the same time, the evil orc army led by Magtheridon had already broken through the expeditionary force's supply depot, feasting on the spot without restraint, and also used the expeditionary force's reserve weapons and armor to further enhance its own combat capabilities.

The equipment production capabilities of the orcs are far inferior to those of the Alliance. Most of the axes in their hands are of rough workmanship. Only the Blackstone Clan, who are good at forging, can afford fine steel weapons.

After eating and drinking, and replenishing a wave of weapons and armor, the already powerful evil orcs became more difficult to deal with.

The Alliance defenders on the walls of the Castle of Glory watched with their own eyes as the supply warehouse was breached. With insufficient troops, they were unable to rescue them and could only mobilize all personnel in the castle to prepare for a defensive battle.

However, looking at the giant double-headed war spear in the hands of the huge Magtheridon, these experienced defenders did not dare to pat their chests and say that they would be able to hold on until the main force returned for reinforcements.

After all, demigods, extraordinary creatures that transcend ordinary people's understanding, cannot be treated with common sense, not to mention that abyss lords are a race born for the battlefield.

The bulky Annihlan is not considered a powerful race in single combat, but these fat men with amazing brute strength are natural battlefield warriors.

This can be seen through the results of their leader Mannoroth's battle.

As the beloved general of the Defiler, Mannoroth followed Archimonde to conquer countless hostile planets and made great achievements in the Burning Legion's expedition.

As the second-largest figure in the Annihellan clan, Magtheridon was not as powerful as Mannoroth, but he was definitely not weak. Yin Lidan assembled two demigods and many epic heroes to defeat him with great difficulty.

But that was Magtheridon at its peak.

Magtheridon, who now stands at the forefront of the evil orc army, still looks majestic, but he knows his own business.

Due to the long-term condition of massive blood loss, he could only exert about 60% of his peak combat effectiveness at this time.

But... this little strength is enough to deal with mere mortals. Magtheridon is sure to be able to break through the seemingly solid wall defense of the Castle of Glory.

Magtheridon raised his war spear and pointed in the direction of the Glory Castle: "After you have had enough wine and food, it is time to show your worth!"

"Evil Orcs, attack!"


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