The arrival of Kil'jaeden in history took advantage of Kaizi's madness, and many things were ready-made. Kaizi's loyal blood elf guards, the magic structures of the Sunwell that have not been eliminated, etc.
After all, Kil'jaeden is considered a standard stowaway for Wyrmrest Temple and even Azeroth as a whole, and the number of demons he can send in is always limited.
In this life, there is no longer the Battle of the Sunwell Highlands, but the Second Battle of the Sea and Mountains. Except for Archimonde's body, the Burning Legion really does not have the upper hand.
After Wyrmrest Temple reacted and the dragons ran to the Void Battlefield to plug the loopholes in the space cracks, the Burning Legion was still able to send troops, but both the quality and quantity dropped significantly.
After many efforts, McDonald was able to slowly increase his troops with peace of mind.
In Felwood, the lush greenness of the past has become history. The towering trees here were first pushed flat by the fallen mountain giants and the fallen ancient war trees, and then they were poisoned by the mecha troops. Finally, when the alliance artillery troops arrived,
, it’s clean here.
"Boom boom boom!"
Countless shrapnel pierced the bark of the fallen treant like a triangular blade thrown by a blade thrower, without piercing it completely. The flames brought by the shrapnel caused the bark to scorch and roll, and the crown of the tree caught fire.
The frantic roar from the demon commander dominates the suffering soul of this ancient war tree. It spreads its thick legs hugged by ten people and advances step by step towards its former compatriots in the distance.
Countless cannons were roaring, and shells were pouring on it, making the tree people move forward as if in a storm.
Nothing can stop it from taking its own steps toward its former companions. This is not determination, but a kind of destructive self-salvation.
At this moment, countless night elves shed tears.
But they can't do anything.
They could only watch helplessly as the human cannons destroyed their fallen companions step by step.
"Bang!"
The huge ancient war tree can even serve as a barracks for the night elves. Unfortunately, a disgraceful 155mm howitzer blasted the exposed human face of the ancient war tree into pieces.
Even so, it didn't stop until more shells came...
The demise of this fallen ancient tree is like a microcosm of this stage of the war. The demons are beginning to be unable to break through the alliance's front line.
On the ground, the Burning Legion lacks large, thick-skinned assault troops like the Abyss Lords.
In the air, the limited transmission of the portal left the legion's Doomsday Guard, the main force of the air force, seriously inadequate.
The low-level bat demons must be taken in large quantities, but they are useless!
Looking at the magic bats that were as dense as locusts in the distance, [Twisted Street Bully] took a sip of Kole, burped, pulled the cannon handle of the [Tornado] anti-aircraft gun, and looked at the [Dongfeng] next to him.
Anti-aircraft vehicle: "Are all demons so stubborn?"
The [Feng Yuzhe] next to him smiled: "Isn't that right? What are you betting on this time?"
"Whoever kills less will lose two boxes of Coke."
"good!"
Not long after, a dense buzzing sound of "chu chu chu!" resounded throughout the valley.
Humanity has used the torrential rain of guns to weave a web of destruction.
Even though the Bat Demons have a wingspan of more than three meters, they look very fierce. With their small bodies, how can they carry a 20mm cannon?
If you hit it casually, it will be a blood hole the size of a basin. If you hit it with a shuttle, it will easily bring out a large amount of dirty blood like a pouring rain.
What? Something else slipped through the net?
That proves that barrages are not enough!
[Old Knight Sword]: "Brothers on the port side, let's do some barrage!"
Then the demon on the left side of his field of vision was unlucky. Shotguns and chain lightning brought by the wind element crystal poured in at him.
Suddenly the view is clear.
In the last sea-mountain battle, Mengde benefited from the cooperation of the Evil Demon King, who was still a weakling under his command at the time, and he also had a powerful air force like the Ice Dragon. This time, restricted by the upper limit of teleportation, the devil really couldn't bring out any air force.
As for high-altitude attacks, this does not exist!
Don't forget, Seamount is Elune's territory.
Under the power of the Moon Goddess, anyone who dares to appear in the north, east, and south directions of the seamount will be directly struck by [Starfall].
Under the strong suppression of the forbidden air, even the flying demon could only follow the mountain road to the west and go down the mountain, passing over the battlefield at low altitude.
So damn good, the air between 100 meters and 5,000 meters above the ground happens to be the hot zone for alliance air defense weapons!
Just one month after the accident on Mount Hyjal, the Alliance began to reverse the situation, retake Felwood, and begin to attack Mount Hyjal.
The Alliance side was fighting in full swing, but the Horde side was unexpectedly quiet.
It's not that Thrall didn't receive the news. It's not uncommon for tribal thieves to sneak into the territory of the dark elves. What's more, the Alliance has made such a big move, gathering hundreds of thousands of troops to fight across the sea. It's impossible to hide this from the tribe.
Thrall was shocked at first, almost thinking that the Alliance was going to start an undeclared war with the Horde.
When more information came in, Thrall knew that was not the case.
After discussing the situation, this time, Thrall did not intend to be hot-tempered and cold-hearted: "We must take advantage of the chaos in the alliance to quickly strengthen the tribe's strength."
Vol'jin frowned: "That's the Burning Legion. Once the Alliance can't withstand it, it will be our turn to suffer."
Thrall smiled bitterly: "The Alliance can't withstand it, how can the Horde do it?"
This is cruel and even sadder.
The gap between the two organizations has widened too much. Especially after hearing that the Alliance used humanoid mechas to attack the Dark Temple, Thrall's sense of crisis became even greater.
He had to accept the goblin Bilgewater Cartel's offer...
Speaking of which, after discussion among the chiefs, it was decided that Kane would send his son, Bain, to visit the Alliance.
To be honest, McDonough didn't have time to receive Bain this time. Mainly because Mcdonald had a headache. It didn't matter that he gave him an armored vehicle last time. If Bain asked him for Zaku this time, he would definitely not give it to him.
of.
It's the same as when you're celebrating the New Year and suddenly hear a relative's kid breaking into your room and playing with your models and figurines. As soon as you hear it, your fists feel hardened.
As a last resort, McDonald could only send Darian to send Bain away casually.
This time, the tribe showed great restraint. The chiefs gathered their own standing soldiers to a limited extent, but did not let the soldiers get close to the alliance's territory.
Thrall kept nearly 200,000 soldiers in the barracks of Feralas, with no intention of opening up the province.
This attitude is very clear. Our tribe is concerned about the invasion of the Burning Legion. When it comes to dealing with demons, our interests and attitudes are consistent. But in order not to hold you back, my troops will not come out, and you do not need to guard the Barrens with troops.
I.
This time, let’s just say Thrall played a very good [tacit understanding card].
Well, this time it's rare that the tribe doesn't cause trouble, but the dragon tribe pulls its crotch.
No, it should be said that a certain garbage dragon that was shot down by a gun was destined to suffer this disaster.
