Chapter 313 Dragon Knight of the Horde

There is no soldier who would not like a commander who takes the lead in everything and predicts the enemy like a god.

That means greater victories with less sacrifice.

Those terrifying shadows approached at high speed, swooping down from the sky above the clouds at high speed, their huge figures carried a terrifying aura.

Before seeing clearly the true face of the attacker, a fiery breath had already descended from the sky. The turbulent turbulence was full of flames of death, and as soon as it landed on those bait ballistas, not only the huge ballistas were instantly torn apart, but even large areas around them burst into raging flames.

Everyone's heart seemed to raise a long and distant scream from the ancient prehistoric times thousands of years ago. This scream came from the distant history of the world of Azeroth, from the chaotic world where no human beings existed.

This is the declaration of the terrifying existence that has been at the top of the entire world's food chain since ancient times. The terrifying coercion from the higher creatures easily pushes everyone's hearts into darkness and destroys every trace of remnant in their hearts. reason.

Breathing, stagnant with terror.

The heart, because of extreme tension, forgot to relax after contracting into a ball.

The blood was so frightened that it surged everywhere. Along with it, all the senses of sight, hearing, taste, smell and so on are temporarily disappeared.

Everyone was blinded, almost forgot about themselves, and fell into a white confusion.

In a hidden stronghold converted from a cave, a blond figure was equally nervous, and she unconsciously put her hand on her tall and straight mountains. However, soon, her delicate face that had once lost its color was flushed with excitement.

Her eyes kept up with the huge figures moving at high speed, like a hunter locking on her prey, staring at this scene closely, as if she was afraid of missing any tiny details.

It was hundreds of crimson flying dragons raging on the Stromgarde's position. It flapped its wings and stretched its neck, venting the flames of destruction to the entire land. Their huge golden eyeballs are like huge amber balls, and their black vertical pupils carry a unique coercion of higher creatures.

She seemed to see their reluctance, their resistance and anger, and they had to obey the command of the despicable orc knights on their backs for some magical reason.

The dragons are proud by nature, and it is hard to imagine that they would allow any creature of their own to ride on their backs and domineeringly. Not to mention the orcs who have already made them show disgusted expressions.

The situation was far beyond her expectation. Despite the disgust, despite the long and flexible neck that wanted to turn around and bite the dirty green skin on the back to death, every dragon obeyed the order of the orcs. The dragon broke free from the almost insulting, saddle-like restraint.

What happened to the Red Dragon Clan who teamed up to defeat the Burning Legion 10,000 years ago?

What makes the extremely proud dragon succumb to the tiny orc?

Is it some kind of mysterious power?

Her curiosity was about to explode.

In another bunker, a beautiful woman with a face similar to the woman just now, with a more gorgeous and wilder face, had the same question.

But she looked at the problem from a different angle, and she focused more on the enemy itself. This batch of red dragons looks scary, but the greatest luck is that there are no real dragons among them.

right! The most terrifying existence with a lifespan of more than a thousand years, a wingspan of more than 10 meters when it really grows up, a powerful magical ability, and a powerful body that surpasses other young dragons.

Although these red dragons in the sky seem to be very powerful, they are far from real dragons. Whether it is magical ability, melee ability, or wisdom...

The beautiful woman is, of course, Alleria*Windrunner. The moment she received the division of the Horde transport fleet, she was stuffed by Duke with her most hated magic teleportation.

Aurelia felt a little angry about this. That bad space trip had shaken her to pieces.

Now she knows why.

I also understand why Duke repeatedly told him to just kill the opponent's cavalry itself.

Hell, that kid Duke definitely knows something.

"Stinky boy, can't you just tell me straight? It's always mysterious." Alleria spat hard and hated someone a little.

Windrunners all have the temperament of jumping out, and as the most mature and stable eldest sister, Alleria is still very considerate of the overall situation. Turning his head, he looked at Ilushia Barov who was transferred here urgently today.

"Miss Barov, please."

Ilucia nodded calmly.

Alleria whistled, and the sound of the wind came out: "Are you ready?"

Sylvanas echoed in the wind: "Who do you think I am?"

That voice was like a proud war horse ready to charge!

"Then... let's go!"

The flames spouted by the Red Dragon Army were too many and too violent. The rolling flames in the whole area were like a sea of ​​flames, and there were more turbulences in the sky descending with blazing golden light, making the waves of this sea of ​​flames The height is getting higher and higher.

At this moment, over a hundred element fluctuations attracted the attention of the Red Dragon Army.

Human magician?

In the sky, Zuluhed, the chief of the Dragonmaw clan who drives the largest red dragon, narrowed his eyes. He let the red dragon under his crotch hover in mid-air, trying to find those damned human mages from a bird's-eye view in the sky.

In any case, human mages are rare, and humans can threaten the dragon's arms. Not to mention an established mage group.

After Orgrim purged the Shadow Council, the tribe was indeed more united, and there was only one voice left. In contrast, the tribe has become a lack of legal professionals.

Almost every chieftain was asked by Orgrim to give priority to killing the opponent's mage.

Zuluhed was disappointed, let alone a mage, there wasn't even a moving human below. All the arrogant human beings in the past have become shrinking turtles.

"Huh!" Zuluhed greeted, and one of his men immediately lowered the red dragon mount, swooped into the strait, and raised a huge special battle flag at the same time.

This is the signal.

The orc transport ship, which was stalled beyond the range of the catapult, suddenly moved, and the peons paddled vigorously to start the transport ship again, in an attempt to cross the strait faster.

On the other side, at the southern end of the Sador Bridge, a group of orc troops also began to charge. They obviously want to take advantage of the cover of the Red Dragon Legion and kill them as soon as possible to open up the most convenient and quickest intrusion channel.

The tribe's attack went smoothly. The red dragon that suddenly appeared suppressed all human resistance until an emerald green arrow appeared.