This is the largest counterattack since Azeroth encountered the undead scourge. Humans, dwarves, dwarves, high elves, as well as night elves, orcs, trolls, tauren, dragons, and even the first appearance of the war joined the battle later.
Among the Naga tribe on the mainland, there are also various vassal races and neutral races: murlocs, kobolds, furbolgs, forest elves, residents of the elemental plane... You can guess almost the entire world of Azeroth.
Races that were known and unsuspected were all gathering towards the same goal. The thunderous war drums dispersed the dark clouds in the sky of the Eastern Kingdom. The tremors of the earth even made the oceans tremble. The best warriors of each race were gathered together to fight.
In the Eastern Continent where the undead are raging, the Land of Ghosts, the Silver Pine Forest, the Eastern and Western Plagues, every area where the undead exist has been completely ignited by the flames of war, and multiple corpses have fallen on every square meter of land.
The blood would be washed away again before it could solidify on the ground. Fresh life and decayed limbs were strangely intertwined. A large part of them stood up again, and then were wiped out again, turning into more scattered debris...
Tens of thousands? Hundreds of thousands?
It is meaningless. The huge number seems to have become an inconspicuous base here. The best soldiers on both sides have become the least valuable consumables, turned into irreparable wreckage in the meat grinder of magic and steel. One side is
In order for the world he loves so much to continue to exist, and the other side is a flesh and blood puppet who has no thoughts and only obeys the highest will, no one is afraid, and there is no room for fear, because retreating here means eternal death.
Silence.
The entire western region of the Eastern Continent has become a huge meat grinder, where soldiers from both the enemy and our side are ground into powder in groups.
Even we did not expect that this counterattack would develop to this point with such rapid momentum. The armies of both sides were already ready to go. It only took a small opportunity to trigger an unprecedented decisive battle, and we faced the East
The sudden attack in the Plaguelands successfully served as the fuse.
Thinking about it now, it seems that everything was caused by Dingdang's confused burst of divine power. If she hadn't successfully mobilized millions of undead in the Ghost Land and attracted most of the enemy's attention, I'm afraid the scale of the battle would not have been even large.
As for expanding at such an alarming rate.
The millions of undead that rioted in the Ghost Lands successfully opened a huge gap in the Eastern Plaguelands. Although the enemy dispatched a large number of assembled demons as quickly as possible to plug this gap, the super-mobile empire
The air force was already well prepared. The assembled demons created by the fallen apostles, which were more powerful than the elite Xiling soldiers, suffered heavy losses under the concentrated bombing of the battleship's main guns. They had to abandon the increasingly expanding Eastern Plague breach and retreat to the Eastern Plague.
A Xiling fortress (established by the fallen apostle) in the central area held a stubborn resistance, while our ground troops rushed into the Eastern Plague, the vast land most severely polluted by the undead, without any hindrance.
"They won't last long."
Standing on the command tower of the floating fortress, Sandora looked at the enemy Xiling Fortress in the distance that was crumbling under the concentrated bombing of the imperial fleet, and said in an indifferent tone.
"I didn't expect the enemy to abandon the entire Eastern Plaguelands so simply," I looked at the white flashes that kept lighting up in the distant sky, with obvious confusion in my tone, "I thought they valued the army here.
"
"Assembling demons is just a tool for them, a tool used to block our progress. When these tools cannot bear the heavy responsibility of blocking our progress, the fallen apostles will give up on them without hesitation."
Shandora said it very naturally, she had no feelings about this fact.
The Xiling Apostles are a race with a very strong purpose. At least the fallen apostles have maintained this racial tradition very well. Their goal is to hinder us and complete the construction and launch of the world circuit. For this goal, they will not hesitate.
They completely gave up supporting any peripheral troops and regarded them all as cannon fodder to block the enemy. When the mighty Salvation Army began to launch a joint attack on every line of defense in the Undead Zone, the Fallen Apostles immediately gave up the long and
The difficult-to-defend border line left countless undead and demons as roadblocks and then decisively reduced all its forces. This is why the coalition forces of all races were able to gain the upper hand in the battle against such a powerful enemy despite making huge sacrifices.
One of the reasons: They are far from meeting the real fallen apostles.
"Sylvanas can almost stop," I said with a little pity as I looked at the group of special undead troops that were gradually thinning out on the ground, "They are almost all dead now..."
Sandora rolled her eyes helplessly and said with disdain: "What can you expect this group of cannon fodder to do? It's already a miracle that they can help us break through the defense line of the Eastern Plague Land, and you still expect them to use Xiling technology to
Can the armed fortress be taken down?"
After successfully controlling the millions of undead cannon fodder in Ghost Land, Sylvanas stayed in Silvermoon City and was responsible for commanding our new cannon fodder troops, while we teleported back through space as soon as possible.
They arrived at Sandora and the others and participated in the next battle, but now it seems that Sylvanas's cannon fodder troops should have almost come to an end.
Just as Sandora and I were boredly watching the fireworks show on the horizon, a striking white luminous object suddenly flew over from the side.
"Brother Monarch, the Second Fleet has broken through the space interference, and the eastern barrier has disappeared."
Although they abandoned this area, the enemy did not give up and left us with huge trouble. Before the Fallen Apostles evacuated the main force from the Eastern Plague, they left a large number of space interference devices here, causing the entire Eastern Plague area to
The space was cut into a mess. Our radar failed to detect this at the beginning. As a result, one-third of the undead cannon fodder that Sylvanas turned over to serve as mine weapons disappeared out of thin air, and we
So the reason for such a fierce attack on this lonely fortress is because the damn space interference control center is inside that fortress.
"What is Pandora doing?" I searched and found that Pandora was not staying in the air fortress, so I asked curiously, but in fact I had roughly guessed the answer.
The person who answered me was not Alaya, but Qian Qian who just came over from the platform.
"She is directing the ground troops to launch the final round of attacks on the enemy's fortress. It seems that because the air fleet took away the credit in advance, the girl went a little crazy and insisted on leading her own bodyguards to rush into the outpost first to take the credit back.
No...you also want to show the new recruits who have just come off the production line what it means to be a true Imperial soldier."
"...That little fool can't cause me less trouble... By the way, Qianqian, are you feeling better now?"
"Don't mention it..."
That's right, just now, Qian Qian accidentally activated her ability again, and ended up happily fighting enemies outside for more than thirty minutes. Now she has just returned from vomiting...
I really had no choice but to express my doubts about Pandora once again leaving her post privately and handing over the command responsibility to her adjutant.
The general who became..."
To my question, Shandora gave the immediate answer:
"So she has a pretty good lieutenant..."
Is it reversed? It should be said the other way round, right? Because a certain general is a hot-blooded idiot, that’s why her adjutant is so good, right?
At this moment, an unprecedented burst of light suddenly shone in the distance attracted my attention. I turned my head and saw a huge white ball of light at the forefront of the battlefield, just like another sun.
Slowly rising, the clouds above the light ball showed an unnatural vortex twist, and then countless large and small pieces of soil and rock formations kicked up by the explosion began to be attracted by the gradually shrinking light ball, and even the clouds in the sky were
It showed an inverted funnel shape that was sucked away by strong gravity, as if even the space was disrupted by the explosion.
Sandora's eyebrows suddenly rose, with a slight surprise in her tone: "A bomb exploded in a micro space? That girl still carries that kind of thing with her?"
Really? Really? Even you think what that girl Pandora is carrying is too exaggerated, right? A twelve-year-old girl really shouldn’t be carrying weapons of mass destruction, right?
The Xiling Fortress, which was already crumbling under the crossfire of the air fleet and ground forces, was hit head-on by a heavy bomb from Pandora. It finally collapsed. The demons who wanted to rush out and assemble desperately with us were killed before they could put up a heroic POSS.
The constantly collapsing space was sucked into the twisting void. A few agile demons who managed to escape were also killed by the coalition forces of all races. At the same time, the space surrounding the imperial fleet was always filled.
The turbulence finally calmed down, and the last stronghold of the Eastern Plague collapsed.
I have been waiting for this moment for a long time, and now I know what to do next without Sandora reminding me: "Alaya, notify each fleet to recover the attached troops, and the ground troops and the Azeroth coalition will clear out small groups of enemies along the way. Mother
Ships above the ship level..."
"The entire army is evacuating urgently!" Lin Xue's voice suddenly sounded from the fortress, and the broadcast was also transmitted to each mothership at the same time. "Emergency evacuating! There is an attack! Get out of the way..."
The sound of the broadcast disappeared without warning, leaving only bursts of creaking sounds as if the radio had been disturbed. Just when I was about to say something, a burst of intense white light suddenly filled my entire field of vision.