Chapter 661 36. Return of the King (Part 1)

"Bang bang bang bang"

The loud roar of machine guns is very ear-piercing, like death heavy metal music that has not yet appeared in this world. , the roar of the giant insect before it died, the painful cry of the wounded, the struggle of the dying, or the sound of the volley explosion when the armed airship in the sky was broken by the winged insect.

There is also the strong gunpowder smoke that cannot be swayed on the battlefield on the big platform, the strange smell of blood mixed with scorching breath, and the strong burst of hormones on the front line, those bare-chested tauren who are holding machine guns and pointing machine guns at the insects. , those equally crazy human artillery, those bloody orcs, and the wild boar heavy infantry that were almost wiped out.

All of this, the noisy and impetuous battlefield picture scroll, and those tireless Qiraji that poured onto the platform battlefield from all directions, seemingly endlessly, all of this made Shandris Yuyue feel a little uncomfortable.

In her memory, apart from the brutal battle of the ancients that she experienced when she was young, there seems to be no such cruel battlefield in this world, but now, in this barren and hopeless yellow sand, she is in a trance. Time went back to 10,000 years ago... At that time, she could only follow behind her mother, watching with horror the demons falling from the sky destroy everything she was familiar with.

But now, her mother is no longer by her side, and now it's her turn to face all this...

"boom"

A red-hot cannonball smashed obliquely into the surging sea of ​​insects in front of Shandris. The round cannonball bounced on the soft, blood-stained sand. With the excellent vision of the night elves, Shandris even I can see the picture of the cannonball moving forward slowly, it seems that I can stop it in place by stretching out my hand, and a worm officer fits in front of the bouncing cannonball recklessly, waving the claw blades of both hands crazily, as if wanting to To smash that shell open.

And the next moment, the terrifying kinetic energy carried by the cannonball easily tore open half of its body, and then smashed into the insect swarm behind it, plowing a passage full of blood and minced flesh among the densely packed insects.

The green blood, the smell of cold death slapped on Shandris' cheeks with the wind, the scorching breath brought General Yuyue back to his senses, her beautiful eyes became cold, she casually grabbed the top of the armament box beside her. A black sniper rifle was leaning, stood up from the observation position of the sentry tower, and looked down at the battlefield from a high position.

In less than a second, General Yuyue, who had locked onto the target, slammed the trigger. With the support of the night elf's outstanding shooting talent, the red worm of the insect priest who was waving black tentacles crazily 1300 yards away A dazzling bloodstain burst out on the armor.

The solid worm shell was dented inwards and shattered in pieces in front of the crazily spinning armor-piercing bullets, which shocked the worm-man priest. The moment it was short, another bullet roared towards it, completely piercing its ugly oval head.

The green blood splattered far away on the sand, half of the head of the noble Qiraji priest was torn off by a special bullet, and his twitching body startled the surrounding high-ranking bugmen. Especially those high-ranking insectoid lords, they dare not show their faces at will, and the "raid behind enemy lines" that was brewing also came to an end due to the death of the insectoid priest.

After completing a perfect ultra-long-distance sniper, Shandris sighed as she watched the probing bugs recede. She put aside the sniper rifle emitting smoke in her hand, and the goblin craftsman beside her immediately began to overhaul it. This rifle, and a few wounded mages sat cross-legged behind the position, engraving miniature magic circles on the surfaces of the slender copper shell bullets.

It is impossible for ordinary bullets to penetrate the spiritual shield of an insect priest. These deadly bullets fired by Shandris were all refitted during the battle. I love this gun, and it was just modified by the best craftsman of the goblins. Yes, there are less than 20 armed airships left by the goblins, and they are currently landing on the big platform position. Fortunately, this platform is indeed big enough, just like a big village, not only can accommodate these airships, but also can accommodate them. All coalition fighters who escaped from the human strangulation.

The mighty 150,000 people at the start lost nearly 60,000 in less than 2 hours of fierce fighting... This is still in the case of taking advantage of the terrain.

General Shandris Yuyue was also leaning on the green armament box exhaustedly. Her arms were so sore that she couldn't even draw her Eagle Feather Bow. That's why she used a sniper rifle The reason is that although this thing is less accurate, it is at least much easier than continuing to draw a bow and arrow.

With some difficulty, the general picked up a water bag from the side. This action caused the gauze wrapped in her abdomen to ooze blood again. It was the "memory" left by the other party when she beheaded an insect lord.

This is also the reason why Shandris appeared in the "big rear" of the position. She is also a wounded person now.

Shandris poured some cold water into his thirsty mouth, but instead of swallowing, he kept the water in his mouth. Being trapped in the center of the ruins by an unknown number of worms is a headache, no one knows How long can this large formation last? There is no shortage of food, but water is precious. Although there are many mages in Dalaran hovering over the formation who can make magic water, the amount is still a drop in the bucket compared to the entire formation.

In this desert, Shandris, who fought the Quicksand War, knows better than anyone what will happen once the water source is cut off.

Panting slightly, she looked down at the sentry post. On the edge of the large platform, a temporary "city wall" was built by the druids and orc shamans with spells. It was covered with vampire vines summoned by the Blightcaller. , even the fearless insects are unwilling to get close to these vicious plants, but those insects with long-range attack capabilities continue to spray their venom into the air, and then fall behind the city wall, trying to kill the coalition forces in this way warrior.

But those warriors who were not smart enough died long ago in the first wave of siege by the bugmen, and the rest were the elite. The tall tauren and the short humans rested behind the city wall, exchanging tobacco and supplies with each other. Some heartless guys let out a loud laugh from time to time, and the brutal battle made these fighters of different races quickly form a deep friendship.

Shandris saw a human with gauze wrapped around his head handing a half-smoked cigar to the simple-minded Tauren wounded soldier who had lost one arm. The latter held the tiny cigar with his huge palm, Putting it in his mouth and taking a puff, he handed the butt of the cigar to the drowsy orc wounded soldiers on the other side. Amidst the smoke, these tired soldiers were taking every minute and every second to rest.

It's not that the bugs can't attack, they just put their main attack direction on the other side of the platform...that is, the entrance to the Qiraji Temple, where the battle is most intense.

Thinking of this, Shandris couldn't help turning her head to look at the other side of the position. The elf's excellent vision allowed her to easily see the other end of the large platform when she was sitting on the temporary sentry tower.

Compared with the battle situation there, the area where the wounded Shandris is located can already be called "peaceful".

"boom"

With a cold expression, Brox threw the shriveled and bright head of a zerg lord behind the position. The old orc moved his shoulders and threw aside his weapon stained with green blood and worm meat. On the temporary positions built of sandbags and armament boxes, they didn't care about the raids of those winged insects from the sky at all.

On this chaotic battlefield where people were turned on their backs, Brooks, like a leisurely old man, picked up a piece of jerky from the side, biting it while looking at the battlefield in front of him.

He had just completed a counterattack with orcs, humans and elves. With the support of the Blightcaller druids, they drove out the buggers who broke the "city wall" and rushed into the position, but when they went, 3000 There are less than 700 people who can follow Brooks back to the position.

Rao is an old orc who has lived on the battlefield all his life and is used to seeing dead people, and he is also shocked by this kind of battle loss ratio. According to the experience of the orc legion, if the battle loss ratio reaches this level, the army will be defeated long ago. Apart from the terrifying undead and those crazy believers, there is no army in this world that can still grit its teeth and fight after suffering such a huge loss.

It is said that the humans on the battlefield in northern Xinjiang did it back then...But Brooks knew that it was an accident, it was a military miracle that the human emperor Lothar worked so hard to achieve...Even Lothar himself died in the in that battle.

But right now, Brooks and the fighters of the coalition army have also achieved this "miracle", but the old orc knows that this is also accidental.

Although every family of soldiers advertises the pursuit of iron will, but few people with brains know that the will of flesh and blood is ultimately limited. No matter how strong a person is, they will always collapse when they witness such a cruel war. , in fact, if the coalition forces were not equipped with a large number of firearms that can effectively suppress bugs, the morale of the coalition forces would have collapsed long ago based on the scale of the sea of ​​insects with more than one million bugs in front of them.

Even the most stupid wild boars know what will happen if they fall into the hands of worms. In this desperate situation, except to die in battle or be eaten, there is no third choice for the soldiers. There is still a way to survive. If you lose your spirit, you can only become a meal for the bugs.

"Pooh!"

The old orc spat. He took a bag of water, gulped it down, wiped his mouth, picked up a bag of black grenades from the open ammunition box next to him, and carried an ax to the front again. .

The call for help from the rear has been sent, but when the reinforcements will arrive is a question, before they come, there is only one thing for everyone trapped here...

That's killing bugs!

"crash"

At the forefront of the battle line, under the compliment of a field of dark vines sweeping wantonly, nearly a hundred Blightcaller druids are undertaking the mission of resisting the sea of ​​insects at the forefront, the most conspicuous of which is a super-large nightmare poisonous scorpion, which wears wooden Armor, the beast with a solid shell faced the rolling insects, its left and right giant claws swept wildly, almost without stopping.

But this poisonous scorpion was not Staghelmet himself, but another Archdruid of the Blightcaller, Harvest Wizard Ort, a disciple of Staghelmet.

Every time he swung his giant pincers, he could fly the tumbling bugs away. Beside him, there were also smaller scorpion druids, and some giant wild boars in wooden armor, moving back and forth among the bugmen. Some old-fashioned guys transform into giant bears, but they also wear solid wooden armor. This is a combat form strengthened by natural forces, which can provide druids with thicker protection.

With the help of this group of powerful beasts, the front line of the coalition army has no worries about collapse for the time being. Druids have always been famous for their endurance in hard battles. With natural energy surging in their bodies, they can persist more than others in this kind of battle. longer.

And behind the druids' battle line are warriors of various races, some guys even ride on the backs of those druids, put heavy flamethrowers and machine guns on the huge bodies of the druids, crazily Insect Sea vented its firepower.

In this case, even the most elegant elves become no different from orcs. On those wooden carts drawn by horned horses, the elves manipulate the grinder muskets, and between the staggered shots, the tumbling The worms were firmly blocked from the position, but this also made them the targets of the winged insects whizzing past in the sky.

At the moment when Brox returned to the battlefield, another wave of winged insects roared down from the sky. The elf archers standing on the sentry posts returned fire with horned eagle bows, but the insects they shot down were not at all Unable to weaken the impact of the winged insect, an unlucky elf was caught into the sky by the winged insect while struggling. Her companion jumped into the carriage before she could be sad, and took over the position of the machine gunner. In less than 1 second, the shot of the grinder will turn on again.

And on the Dalaran floating island above the position, seeing the winged insects attacking, the warlocks who stayed behind took another risk and summoned the demons. While the dark green sky was tumbling, those winged demons roared towards the sky of swarms.

Destroyers of two kinds of life entwined and fought back and forth in the sky. The demons were not afraid of the superiority of the number of insects. For a while, the winged insects in the sky were also disrupted by the demons. What's more, if you open the demon gate at the same coordinate multiple times in a short period of time, it is easy to be targeted by the demon army in the twisting void.

"Pooh!"

Brox raised the knife and cut the head of the bug that was pounced on him into four pieces. Just as the orc picked up the grenade and was about to throw it out, a flash of golden light that almost illuminated the sky for half a day shone in the corner of his eyes. At the same time, the sound of rumbling artillery fire came from afar.

This movement made the orc stunned. He quickly pulled out the binoculars from his belt, kicked a bug crawling out of the ground and attacked, and then pulled the binoculars away. In the shot, he clearly saw the howling shells coming from The end of the ruins smashed into the scene where the swarm exploded.

"Reinforcements are coming..."

Brooks muttered something to himself, and the next moment, the thunderous roar of the old orc resounded through the sand dunes that were gradually shrouded in despair:

"Continue to fight! Allied soldiers!"

"Our reinforcements are coming!"