Azeroth’s Death Track

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On the precarious battlefield of Antoran wasteland, thousands of beams of transmitted light, like the lit lights, light up in this place, like a fire of hope injected into the desperation, let the last line of defense, The vanguard soldiers who fought against the demons were given valuable rest time.

At the Antoran Command, Gallode Shadowsong took a breath, his figure swayed, like an old gambler on the table, after winning a Grand Slam, he won a Grand Slam He panted and sat back in his chair.

On the projection of the battlefield in front of him, the strange-shaped warriors were madly rushing into the demon's position with the fire support in the sky.

There are rickets similar to the draenei breakers.

They wore dark-colored armor, with a mask, and between their hands, the sharp light blade was like a jumping sickle. These life movements, which are similar to the combination of warriors and assassins, are extremely fast, and they wear some kind of light shield that can resist the attack. They walked up and down in the fierce and fierce demon positions, and hundreds of insignificant people blocked the fierce demon into the gap of the defense line.

There are tall and rough creatures like ogres.

Wearing heavy armor and holding a special energy gun, they did not fear the huge number of demons. They used the beam of light to land directly on the core position of the demonic tide, like a heavy hammer hitting the demon's army. , It is like a peerless blade, contending with the demons, and dividing their battlefield.

Alongside these powerful warriors, there are also civilized warriors similar to mechanical life.

They manipulated the four-claw, golden, mechanical creation similar to a tank car. On that humanoid body, from time to time, blue light swept across the battlefield. The devil, whether it was weak or weak, was swept by the light. The devil is a powerful demon, and its body will be easily cut open. Every ray of light will clear a whole line of defense.

There are also golden **** that look threatening. The lights with blue flames were shining, suspended in mid-air, like a big-eyed demon, constantly sniping the commander of the demon position with hot, penetrating rays, while trapped by the demons, These golden **** will explode into a dazzling blue energy storm, covering the surrounding demons, and then being torn apart.

There are also small green creatures like goblins, armed with two sharp lightsabers, jumping and fighting with demons like martial arts masters.

There is life like a ghost, which can save all physical attacks. Every time it crosses the battlefield, it will manipulate the will of some demons and let them kill their positions in reverse, causing terrible chaos.

There is a life very similar to the night elves.

They drove the huge and brutal armored beasts, running across the sky, holding the war bow, and in the primitive barbaric roar, the air behemoth fell into the battlefield, grabbed the heavy abyss lord from the ground, and then dropped from the sky , Throw them into a ball of meat.

There are also fierce fighting races like hunters. They wear black armor and hunt with high-tech war spears and shotguns. They draw the skulls of those powerful demons as their loot.

The intrusion of these new forces made the situation on the battlefield drastically changed. The Power Armor watched the battlefield be reopened in front of them, and almost no order was needed. These Power Armor men roared and joined the battle field again, and Antoran Wasteland finally The artillery position began to roar again.

"boom"

With a loud noise, a large starship fell from the sky like a dying beast, and countless sparks swayed and burned on the surface of the starship, like a group of boulder mountains that collapsed from the sky. .

The war **** on the ground seemed to be set against the sky. The starships of the three parties were madly exchanging fire, and the night stars were outlined into a crazy and gorgeous picture. Those messy, like the army of different brands. Starships of various styles, shapes, and colors are mixed together, and there is no collective beauty. It is like a group of intergalactic thugs broke into this battlefield arbitrarily.

They came so suddenly that the dominant demons were also caught off guard. The dense fleet was traversed by a dozen high-speed fighter jets shining blue, wings spread like a phoenix, and like a hot knife cutting butter, the sky battlefield was quickly cut open, and various starships in the rear burst into fierce Shooting, the terrible firepower of Zanqi forced the Devil Starship to retreat and evade.

These lives come in various forms, coming from the distant unknown stars. Some are savage, some are civilized, some are even hostile to each other, but they all have one thing in common. They are all warriors who have been forced into exile by the Burning Legion's war in the stars. They have lost their parent star, lost Knowing their own civilization, they all want to completely remove the devastating evils in the stars.

The Astral Consortium’s commercial network of stars has given these exiles the possibility to reunite. Hearing that the civilization of Azeroth is a decisive battle than the Burning Legion, and the dark Titan Sargeras has appeared on the strange star. After the area, **** exiles and the powerful civilizations that had been fighting the Burning Legion took up their weapons again.

They came here across the stars just for a glorious victory.

Just to... fight hard!

The burning expedition that will be covered with destruction and bones will end here!

"Zizizi"

There was a murmur of noise from the communicator at Garod's hand. The commander picked up the communicator, presumably because the Ethereum fleet dropped too many energy bombs on the ground before leaving the ground, resulting in the ground command The connection with the fleet was also greatly disturbed. In the bad noise, the low ethereal voice from the commander of the Ethereal Fleet was also distorted.

"Reinforcement...zizi...admit, Zizi...wait...zi...command...repeat...zi...wait...tactic...command!"

This is obviously the incoming fleet of airspace battlefields asking for the next order in order to cooperate with the vanguard’s ground offensive, but Garod also has no experience in commanding starship combat, but his strategic thinking is still very clear. The instruction replied:

"Hold on! Hold on! No suicide attack is needed!"

"Hold on for 1 hour...no, 1 hour and 30 minutes! Then withdraw all your fighters on the ground!"

Garod's voice rang on the bridge of the Ethereal Fleet in the sky. The commander who commanded the last Ethereal Fleet froze for a moment. He thought that the vanguard of Azeroth was going to fight demons on this land. Let's fight it out.

But the Ethereal Captain did not hesitate, and soon translated Garod's commands into various languages ​​and shared them with other members of the mixed fleet. Most starship commanders accepted the commands, and a few thought The exiles who were going to die with the devil sent back their doubts, and there are a few extreme civilizations who believe that the Azeroth has counseled and intends to admit defeat.

Jarod could not explain more to them, and no one could guarantee that the communication would not be intercepted by the demon. The incubation of Leviathan has entered the final countdown. In case the devil sees the trap of "final decisive battle" at the last moment and chooses to retreat early, everything will be gone.

After all, the current dominance of this war is not in the hands of the vanguard. The demons want to fight, and they can immediately retreat if they want to withdraw. They must make a decisive gesture to continue attracting these brutal demons. Only in 1 hour and 30 minutes, give them an ultimate "surprise".

The vanguards have been exhausted by the fierce battle for nearly 7 hours, and their losses have been extremely alarming. Almost all the armed facilities of the positions laid out before the war have been destroyed. More than half of each legion has been damaged. In the treatment center of the theater headquarters Overcrowded, everyone who survived the brutal confrontation is clenching their teeth.

They stay here for an extra minute, and the compatriots of Azeroth World will be more fully prepared, and those fugitives... the guys who are frightened by the demons and turn around to run away, nobody cares about them. .

Even if they escaped the demon recourse in the sky and finally waited for them, it would not be a happy ending.

And all suffering, so waiting, all persistence is a process, and a process will have results.

At the moment when the mechanical watch pointer on Garod's hand pointed to 8 hours, the pale-looking elder commander decisively opened the three-layer mask and then pressed the red button on the podium.

"boom"

Thousands of bombs that were buried in 3 meters below the waste land of Antoran were detonated at the same time, which made the whole land of the Antoran battlefield look like a raging dragon, sweeping the crowded demons on the battlefield. Cut a crop, but this is not a purely lethal command.

Those exploding bombs exploded the passage to the waste soil on the surface of the waste soil, and also exposed the black, metal-like cultivation chamber buried deep under the Antoran Plain. Nearly 3,000 are buried on the three grounds of Argus.

"Retreat! Quickly retreat!"

The vanguard Major Renault exploded the head of the dread demon from the sky. He waved his hand and called for the soldiers around him to rush to the military-level portal at the end of the front line. After the retreat command was issued, the portals that started to charge were opened one by one, and the blue light curtain shone like, It represents the door of hope and home.

These portals will send the soldiers clinging to the wasteland of Antoran to the pit of Krokun, where there is the Beacon of the Holy Light leading to the world of Azeroth, that is to send them The way home.

Before the war, the Vanguard had rehearsed more than once. According to the headquarters’ prediction, even if there were nearly 200 Holy Light Beacons under the big pit, nearly 20,000 people could be sent back every minute. It takes at least 25-30 minutes, but in fact, after 8 hours of fighting, the soldiers who can withdraw to Azeroth do not need 30 minutes at all...

Many people died in this land not far from their hometown...

The 8-hour battle, even with the help of the Blade Knights and the support of the stars, the vanguard also suffered heavy losses. This battle destroyed the formation of 37 legions. The number of war dead is almost comparable to that of a dozen years ago. Battle of Northern Xinjiang.

"Reno, come on!"

Captain Tykes walked two brothers with broken legs into the portal. He turned back and shouted Renault's name, but the latter did not immediately rush into the portal.

Renault's gray power armor was already covered with blood, and behind his back was a seized bone war sword. He looked up and saw the demons burst into the abandoned position crazy, and then the bombs buried there continued Engulfed, the starship in the sky began to reverse the teleportation, pulling the soldiers on the ground back to the battleship, but several hundred meters in front of Renault, there were several supporters trapped.

Awe-inspiring are those alien assassins who wield green secant swords to slaughter demons. They seem to be unable to be pulled back onto the battleship because of the entanglement of demons.

"you go first!"

The major gritted his teeth and lifted a hot rapid-fire gun from the ground, and rushed towards the aliens. He didn't know them, and there was no friendship between them, but Renault knew anyway, in himself and his brother When we were trapped, these alien assassins came to help.

People, have a conscience!

"Go! Come with me!"

The roaring cannon in Renault's hand tore the massive body of the demon. After hitting the bullet, he smashed the heavy rapid-fire gun to the demon hounds that were rushing, and pulled the seized bone sword from behind. He carried two coma. The alien assassin, the sword in his hand swings left and right, and pushes the demon he has chased back, and beside him, the three ghost assassins are also fighting and retreating.

"Daddy is leaving!"

Just before rushing into the portal, Renault threw out the few grenade left in his waist with a laugh, and then grabbed the nearby assassin with both hands, turned around and jumped into the dim portal. .

At the next moment, the burning flames and energy exploded, completely destroying the main body of the portal.

Above the sky, the commander from the Pluck star zone looked indifferently at the battlefield completely occupied by demons below. The commander’s race was not slaughtered by demons. In fact, they are rare among the stars and can be frontal Against the powerful civilization that the Burning Legion does not fall, they came to the battlefield of Argus this time just to witness the failure of the Burning Legion, or the defeat of another brave civilization.

"They lost..."

The commander said in a strange voice to the Prince of the Ethereal Node around him:

"Your investment failed."

"No, I don't think so."

Node Prince Shafar made a weird laugh. He pointed at the battlefield below with ethereal voice. He said:

"Your Excellency Zeratul, let's make a bet...I bet they will win, temporarily retreat, just for better... counterattack!"

As soon as the node prince's voice fell, there was chaos inside the demons who completely occupied the wasteland of Antoran. From the sky, it can be clearly seen that the entire ground of the wasteland of Antoran is being blackened by "ink" A little pollution is like a pot of water dripped with ink.

This scene attracted the attention of Commander Zeratul. When he looked down, he saw the terrifying black zerg flowing out from the ground of Antoran. The sound of Weng when they advanced, even resounded throughout the sky. .

A large number of demons roared back, but in the face of the bugs that came out of almost every inch of the ground, their quantitative advantage was broken in an instant.

Skyrim’s Demon Starship opened fire on the ground, attempting to bombard the Zerg from the ground with a main gun, but with little success.

A scene that once happened on the land of Marton was reproduced again in the world of Argus, and not only the wasteland of Antoran, under the land of Krokun and Makare, 5 rounds of reproduction have been completed. Reaching the extreme, Leviathan, which broke out of the ground, succeeded the vanguard who had evacuated the world, and began to fight with the demon who could not live.

This time, the demons...

It's hard to win.

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