Chapter 727

"Go straight ahead! Follow me!"

Shandris Yuyue, who was sitting behind the Hippogryph, pulled up the rein suddenly, and the bird-deer combined creature under its crotch flapped its wings quickly, and stopped abruptly in the sky, almost by a hair's breadth, Dodging the fel cannonballs shot into the sky from below, the scorching sensation made the brave hippogryph neigh sharply, Shandris looked behind him, and the pioneers of orcs and humans followed closely she.

They want to cross the chaotic Felwood battlefield at the fastest speed, and go straight to Mount Hyjal, the eye of the storm in the current war.

"Hula"

Garrosh, who was riding on the back of the armored wyvern, dropped more than a dozen alchemy bombs with both hands and feet as revenge. The thing covered with black spikes on the surface drew arcs in the air and hit the ground below. On the artillery positions of the demons, there were clusters of flames soaring into the sky. In the shaking of the earth, the 6 demon artillery that were about to continue firing were blown up in pieces, and the spreading flames ignited the piles of fire. The cannonballs that were together, soon, the continuous explosions tore the demons that were entrenched together.

"The airspace of Mount Hyjal is guarded by the demigod Ansu's storm ravens and Aviana's bird army. Even demons cannot gain an advantage in air combat. Those raging birds will tear apart everything that is good at Mount Hyjal. outsiders, so you must follow me closely."

Shandris said to the raiders behind him in the night sky full of gunpowder smoke and scorching breath:

"Don't fall behind, don't try to attack from other directions, I will take you safely into the front line of Mount Hyjal!"

General Yuyue stared at those orcs, and while the wind was beating, she emphasized her tone:

"Especially you, orcs! I know you're here for your warchief, but Mount Hyjal is home to all the best of the night elf civilization, and it's not a good idea to run around in our stronghold!"

"We know weight, elf!"

Kilrogg Deadeye, who was driving the wyvern, swung the hunting stick in his hand, and the hideous weapon decorated with white animal bones and teeth flew out of his palm whizzingly, spinning in the air and crushing a Berserker. The head of the bat, and then quickly spun back into the hands of the orc chief. He looked at Shandris with his only remaining eyes, and said impatiently:

"Lead the way! The demons have noticed us."

"Okay! Come with me!"

Shandris didn't say any more, she grabbed the hippogryph's rein, and the group quickly raised the height, speeding all the way in the dark night full of mephits and fear demons, on the ground below them, chaotic demons Just like a disturbed herd of beasts, they frantically pounced on any opponent they could find. Such a chaotic scene has proved that there is no high-level demon commander in Felwood Forest, and the demons are all acting according to instinct.

But as soon as they entered the airspace of Mount Hyjal, this raiding station suffered a frenzied attack from demons. The magic energy cannons on the ground formed barrages of flames and destruction in the air. Suddenly, everyone in the flight couldn't react.

"Shoot them down! This sky belongs to the Burning Legion!"

A thick voice roared on the ground. It was an abyss lord holding a flaming double-headed war halberd. It had a body shape similar to that of Maronos the Destroyer, and even had almost the same violent disposition, the same cruelty, the same It is because of this that this abyss lord was chosen by the destroyers as his adjutant... It is called Azgallo, a high-level demon lord with no reputation, but the most powerful of the abyss lords one of those few.

Malonos the Destroyer is leading the most elite troops of the Felwood Demon Legion to storm the Mount Hyjal position, while Azgalor is ordered to guard the rear for his commander and is always ready for support. As a powerful man, Azgalor could easily sense the strong threat from the group of people in the sky. It was probably the reinforcements the night elves had found, and it couldn't let these guys disrupt Lord Maronorth's war.

In the roar of this berserk abyss lord, those terrified Gangar Demon Technicians kept firing into the sky with an almost crazy frequency. They don't pursue precision, but this covering artillery is almost perfect The advance of the flying wing was blocked.

"The Legion will finish tonight what we should have done 10,000 years ago!"

The abyss lord Azgalor is like a terrifying giant dragon crawling on the ground. It roared towards the sky, and in its sinister and fierce eyes burning with the fire of evil energy, a gleam of cold light flashed away:

"We will destroy the night elves, and then the world... This time, no one can stop us!"

The demon's claws were pulled down fiercely, the innate magic engraved in the bone marrow of the abyss lord activated, and a dozen dark green meteorites roared down from the sky. It slammed into the rescuers scattered in the sky like a huge net of destruction.

"Hahahahaha, no one can cross this line!"

Azgalor's thunderous voice resounded throughout the battlefield, causing the demons under his command to become manic. They slapped their chests towards the sky frantically, like groups of bloodthirsty and warlike gorillas.

"That does not work..."

Varian Wrynn, who was driving the royal griffin to keep dodging fel energy shells, gritted his teeth and shouted:

"I'll stop it! You... keep going! Orcs, give me the bomb!"

Thrall heard Varian's roar, he grabbed the leather bag on the back of the wyvern and threw it to the human king, which was filled with more than a dozen special alchemy bombs, Varian took a deep breath, The moment after another round of bombardment roared, the human king jumped off the saddle of the royal griffin in a "overturned" posture.

Like a meteor falling to the ground...

The fierce gust of wind kept blowing Varian's cheeks, but the fighting will of the top fighters was condensed to the extreme at this moment. A red flame of anger wrapped around Varian's arm, and the human king dressed in a black eagle fell to the ground. The speed is getting faster and faster. At a distance of 50 meters from the ground, Varian's arm suddenly swung outward, and the dozen or so alchemy bombs were like black raindrops, hitting the evil energy of the demons on the ground. Artillery emplacement.

"Boom boom boom boom"

The violent flames on the ground caused scorching air waves amidst the roar of the explosion. Varian, who was falling in the air, raised his arms and crossed them to block his eyes. He jumped into the clusters of flames that burst from the ground.

"The way ahead is clear, move on!"

Shandris gritted her teeth and glanced back at the ground. Varian was completely invisible on the land wrapped in flames, but the elven general who fought side by side with Varian believed that the brave and powerful king Would not die here, much less at the hands of a lowly demon.

"Let's go!"

General Yuyue pulled up the reins, and the group roared forward. At the end of the line, the tauren chief Kane Bloodhoof, who was riding a wyvern alone, looked at the demon army that had begun to gather on the ground. The Tauren warrior gritted his teeth, raised his head, looked at the orcs ahead, and shouted:

"Fenris, Deadeye, you go! You must bring it back to Orgrim..."

"Kane! What are you going to do?"

Kilrogg Deadeye turned his head and saw the tauren warrior grabbing his battle axe and untying the wyvern's reins. Kane Bloodhoof with a blue battle pattern on his face responded loudly arrive:

"I'm going to help that human being...I'm going to fight the warriors to the death here! I'll be here waiting for news of your victory..."

"I'm Kane Bloodhoof..."

The tauren chief jumped down from behind the wyvern. He held a huge battle ax in his left hand and a steel shield in his right hand. His entire body fell rapidly in the air, accompanied by his low-pitched roar like a cow:

"I... join the battle!"

"boom"

The heroic jump launched by the high-ranking fighter in the air made Kane Bloodhoof hit the scorching demon battlefield like a huge meteor. The full blow of the kinetic tauren chief easily shattered the ground under his feet, shattering the bones of those demon guards who were caught off guard.

"boom"

The corpse of an eredar warlock was thrown at the feet of Varian who was fighting fiercely with his sword. The human king shook off the warbreaker who was splashing with lightning. When he turned his head, he saw Kane Bloodhoof like a war machine The same huge body appeared behind him, holding the head of a high-level destroyer in the hands of the tauren chief.

Kane threw the demon's head to the sea of ​​demons ahead, he grabbed his battle axe, glanced at the Thunderfire Sword in Varian's hand, he snorted, two puffs of white gas sprayed from his nostrils out:

"The weapon is not bad, the human king..."

"Would you like to compare who kills more demons?"

Facing this invitation, Varian shrugged his shoulders. In the shadow behind him, a demon assassin tiptoedly raised his dagger, intending to sneak attack the human king, but at the moment it raised the dagger, a sharper The light shone behind it, and the moment Valeera jumped out of the shadow, the head of this sneak attacking demon assassin spun and smashed on the blood-splattered battlefield.

The human king raised his sword and handed his back to his wife with confidence. He hooked his fingers to Kane, and the gladiator king whispered:

"What's the point of slaughtering these low-level demons..."

Varian raised his eyes and looked at Azgalor, the abyss lord behind the battlefield in the distance. He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, a hunter's light flashed in his eyes:

"Tauren, let's bet on the head of that demon lord! If I win, the tauren will become allies of the human empire just like the orcs!"

When Kane Bloodhoof heard this, he couldn't help snorting:

"Hmph, what if you lose?"

"I don't think I'll lose, but if you do get away with it..."

Varian glanced back at Kane:

"Then the Kingdom of Stormwind will do everything in its power to help the Bloodhoof Clan regain your ancestral land in Desolace...Look, what a good condition, don't you really want to take a gamble?"

The tauren chief moved his shoulders, he breathed a sigh of relief, red bloodshot eyes began to appear in those always gentle eyes, and the war instinct of a top fighter began to awaken in his body. Under Varian's gaze, Kane Taking a step forward, the warrior's angry fire ignited wildly on his body, like a flaming armor.

Kane glanced at Varian beside him, and a rare bloodthirsty smile hung on the corner of the tauren's mouth:

"I bet! Varian...but that's the same thing, I don't think...I'm going to lose!"

After the words fell, the charge was launched, and the ground under the feet of Kane Bloodhoof split apart as if hit by a shell. Between the splashes of mud, Kane, whose body was entwined with angry flames, went fiercely wherever he went. The demons seemed to be hit by a siege hammer. The line formed by the tall demon guards was easily torn apart, and their torn bodies were thrown into the air.

The tauren chief who had completely released his anger was like the most terrifying killing machine in the world. With his deep roar, the demons almost scattered and fled.

"Yo, my Varian, you've got yourself a good match...but I still think you'll win."

Valeera kissed Varian on the cheek, then played with her dagger, stepped into the shadows, and said to her husband:

"Go to fight... Let them see your sharpness..."

"Fu..."

Varian moved his wrist, and then lifted the War Destroyer in front of his eyes. A blood-red light flashed in his eyes. Between the white and blue thunder and fire, Varian looked unparalleled The charge is also like a sharp blade tearing the earth, rushing into the demon army in front of him from another direction.

Seen from the sky, one red and one blue two sharp blades of light are like the sharpest files, easily tearing apart the demon army at the end of the Felwood forest. Lord of the Abyss.

And Azgalor also felt the blazing fighting spirit. The warlike demon lord grabbed his double-headed halberd, and the fire of fel energy burning on its inverted triangle head became even louder. Impatiently, he swung his halberd and cut the demon blocking the way in two, like a moving hill, he took the initiative to walk towards the two mortals who didn't know how to live or die. Azgalor violently The voice resounds across the battlefield:

"Come on! Challenge me!"

"Come challenge the legion! Come challenge the destruction! Come challenge the power!"

"I can't wait to tear you apart..."

This blood-pulsing scene on the battlefield completely fell into the reflection of another world. Tyrion leaned on his death throne, and he watched the scene in front of him with great interest, just like watching the last battle. The perfect gladiatorial fight, of course, the great lord did not forget the silent figure standing beside him, he asked softly without looking back:

"Ready? My new warrior..."

"Soon, it will be your turn to play..."