10 kilometers west of Andorhal Fortress, Bunker Group No. 1.
Late at night, when a thunderous sound suddenly came from the east, everyone felt their hearts beat violently when they heard it.
On the top of the No. 1 Bunker Group, the largest fortress, the alarm bell is ringing!
Countless soldiers who fell asleep wearing leather armor woke up from their sleep, got up dripping with cold sweat, hurriedly put on their thorium armor, and rushed out of the barracks.
As soon as they looked to the east, through the hazy moonlight, they saw the towering mountain tops on both sides of the Andorhal Fortress - flames soaring into the sky!
The way back?
It’s long gone!
The former walls were demolished, and the railroad ties and sleepers were lifted up and broken by hatred.
If it weren't for the continuous artillery shells fired from Andorhal Fortress, they must have thought they were abandoned. Even if there is no shortage of food, medicine, ammunition and replacement equipment, due to the lack of enough machine repair shops, the bunker group is becoming more and more empty.
Many artillery pieces were scrapped, tanks were reduced to scrap metal, and the number of bunkers controlled by the Alliance had been reduced to less than a hundred.
Minor injuries cannot be removed from the line of fire, and serious injuries cannot be treated.
Andorhal Fortress is already the soldiers' only hope.
No matter how Arthas, Uther and Rivendell comforted the soldiers, everyone had the same feeling - they couldn't hold on any longer!
"We must hold on longer so that the artillery array can destroy more Scourge soldiers."
This has always been the tone from above.
The strange thing is that the soldiers were not asked to fight to the death, nor were they told how to retreat.
Some people say that on the day of the counterattack, the Duke of Stratholme will send out the First Tank Army as the lead, clearing away all the bones blocking their way back, and even counterattack back to Lordaeron in one go.
Some people say that there will be a hundred thousand griffons grabbing big bombs and blowing up all the undead.
Others say that the Duke of Stratholme has mobilized an army of millions.
Anyway, amid all the chaos, the morale of the soldiers was declining day by day.
But at this moment, as if echoing the roar and explosions of the attack on Andorhal Fortress, the number of undead at the end of the horizon suddenly increased in the dark night.
There were so many of them that they actually occupied the entire retina of the soldier.
From south to north, from west to east, looking out from the city walls and fortresses, the end of the horizon is full of hideous and terrifying undead creatures.
"It's over! It's over! It's all over! We are all going to die! Before dawn, we will become one of those ugly monsters." In the past, those who said such depressing words would inevitably be scolded by the lieutenant and might be whipped.
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Now, the only response is silence.
Everyone has acquiesced in this sentence.
Especially when the tide of corpses rushed to a place less than three hundred meters away from the city wall despite the artillery fire of the bunker group, and the artillery support from the Andorhal Fortress had not yet arrived, the despair in everyone's hearts became more intense.
In the distance, Terenas, who watched this scene quietly, could not hide the joy in his soul.
"Yes! That's right! That's it! Taste despair! Just die like this! The stronger the resentment, the more powerful the undead will be born!" He raised his skinny arms and laughed loudly.
The Alliance's artillery is simply a professional slap in the face.
Good to die, as soon as Lao Taizi finished speaking, the sound of cannons rang out again.
"Boom boom boom!"
Although it was a little late, the artillery shells still landed with great accuracy on the planned support positions in all directions of the No. 1 Bunker Group.
After the earth-shaking bombardment, there were pillars of smoke that were more than ten meters high.
The moonlight shines through the dark clouds that dispersed a little at the right time, revealing the messy battlefield in the distance.
"Oooh!"
"Long live the Alliance!"
The soldiers immediately cheered without emotion.
Rivendell raised his telescope and unexpectedly discovered that the flashes of the artillery were not coming from the mountain tops on both sides of Andorhal Fortress, but from the mountainside more than 400 meters above sea level. He mused: "A good news, a bad news!
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"The bad ones come first." Alsace's face became thin and he smiled like a pig who is not afraid of boiling water.
"The artillery array on the top of the fortress has most likely been taken down by the Scourge. The fire is soaring into the sky, and all the artillery is silent."
The second fool raised his eyebrows: "Where's the good news?"
"Your Excellency, the commander we always have on hand, turns out to have secretly set up an artillery array on the mountainside. It's a 150mm cannon! It should be able to give us enough artillery support."
"I just don't know how long I can hold on." The second fool sighed and looked at the Silver Knights. Even Uther, the strongest willed man, had sunken eyes due to the high-intensity fighting with almost no rest for days.
As the strongest elite, the Silver Knights are the most eye-catching. Wherever the defense line collapses, they will fill in. These Paladins are the most miserable and tiring.
As typical representatives who can fight, carry, and care for themselves, the Silver Knights were not seriously reduced in number, with less than 20% dead.
But everyone knows that their combat effectiveness has been cut in half.
Let me ask, if a person fights with high intensity and load without enough rest, how good will his spirit be?
Without spiritual power, there would be no burst of holy light.
If you continue to fight, it will be a quick and sudden death.
There is nothing the two coaches can do.
At this moment, it seemed that the Alliance defenders of the No. 1 Bunker Group were being given an emotion called [Despair].
The moon is bright!
Under the bright moonlight, the soldiers saw a dark mushroom cloud rising into the sky in the east.
Evil resentment rippled out from their theoretical retreat, spreading in all directions.
From a distance of six kilometers, you can smell the fishy smell wafting down the wind and feel the resentment rising to the sky.
"This is..." Alsace looked through the telescope and truly saw the earth disappearing.
The Alliance would be happy to see tens of thousands of undead creatures melt away while screaming.
It wouldn't be fun if the only way out was melted!
Terrible corrosion eroded away the soil, turning a plain the size of at least a hundred football fields into a huge pit.
It took five minutes for the corrosion rate to begin to slow down.
A casual visual inspection revealed that it was a shockingly large pit of at least 40 to 50 meters!
Damn it, what about the counter-charge of the tank corps? Only the devil can get through such a big hole.
Not to mention the soldiers below, even Alsace himself turned blue.
Rivendell's mouth was dry, but his face was filled with the glory of a martyr: "Your Highness, see how Onyxia is doing. If you can, withdraw first. I plan to die here fighting with my men."
"I am not Your Highness. Besides, I cannot do such a thing if I abandon my subordinates and run away."
Just as the pessimistic atmosphere was beginning to spread, [Dirty Wine Invites Breeze] came over and handed over a tips bag: "Your Excellencies, according to the order of Commander-in-Chief Stratholme, the time has come to retreat. Please organize the alliance troops to evacuate quickly."
"Ah! Evacuate? Where to retreat?" The bosses were all dumbfounded.
What was even more dumbfounding was yet to come. They never expected that when they arrived at the lobby on the first floor of the fortress, led by elite officers, the smooth lobby changed. After the stone slabs on the ground were taken apart, a strip of stone that was 8 meters high was revealed.
, 30 meters wide and seemingly extremely deep slope.
"This staircase will take us 150 meters underground, and then into a ten-kilometer-long tunnel, directly back to Andorhal Fortress."
Damn it! You are so good that you can run a horse race!
