Menethil's Power

Chapter 605 Appear, Dragon!

The tide of flames passed by, as if the tide was flooding the beach, and most of the demons were like bits and pieces on the beach, and they didn't know where they went after the tide passed.

On the other side of the battlefield, Reinhardt, the head of the Punishment Legion, was overjoyed, "What are you waiting for, boys?" He raised his ridiculously big warhammer, and glanced back at the Punishment Legion, which was also eager to try. Soldier, "Follow me, charge!"

After all, he took the lead, and his target was those high-level demons who had survived the tide of flames.The Punishment Legion is an absolute elite, and the Burning Legion naturally noticed this, and it can be said that they did not take them lightly. There were as many as seven or eight demon commanders who came to them. Originally, this must have been a bitter battle.

But now it's completely one-sided. The few surviving demons have become bare commanders, and it's hard to say whether they still have half of their fighting power left.

The pure power of light from the ocean of light is injected into the Protos crystal on Reinhardt's armor through some mysterious channel, and flows to the back and lower limbs to form a huge propulsion force, making him almost Unstoppable.

In terms of strength, Reinhardt still has a considerable distance from the benchmarks of paladins such as Tirion and Uther, but his level is not enough to make up for it. The source of order armor on him can almost be said to break through Aze Ace The concept of equipment, which forms a set of energy system, does not even require the user to inject power.

For the few first-generation paladins who had a pious faith and therefore had a constant supply of holy energy, the Source of Order armor could only serve as a little icing on the cake, but it was a qualitative improvement for Reinhardt, who became a monk halfway.Since the initial research and development has just been completed, there are only three sets of the Source of Order in total. In addition to the two army leaders of the Heaven's Punishment Legion equipped, there is another set for Alsace.

Isaacs naturally attaches great importance to the safety of his brothers. Although Alsace has made rapid progress in recent years, he has not reached the point where he can protect himself in such a large-scale battle.

Watching Reinhardt crash into a fel lord like a cannonball, Baldrige shook his head helplessly. The morale of the Punishment Legion is high, but everyone can't rush forward, Baldrige ordered Some people stayed behind to protect the rear priests and serve as a reserve team.

When the Lordaeron Royal Military Academy was established, he was appointed as one of the heads of the academy and served as the chief instructor.Therefore, after returning to the Punishment Legion, he became Reinhardt's deputy, but fortunately, the middle-level officer has many of his former students, so his orders can still be carried out.

Together from the front of the North to the current level of army commander, Baldrige and Reinhardt have a relationship that surpasses that of brothers, but this does not mean that there are no differences between the two. Once any relationship and relationship are mixed Without power, it is often not so pure.

Baldrige was a dozen years older than Reinhardt, and served in the Northern Legion for a long time before he served as the captain of the elite squad of the Northern Frontier. This is a typical veteran's resume.But Reinhardt was different. He joined the army with enthusiasm and showed excellent talent. Not long after he became Baldridge's deputy, he was appointed as the prince's guard and participated in the second war.

Reinhardt is brave and confident, and to put it bluntly, he is a reckless man who never looks back.He also became more experienced as he grew older and learned to use his brain to solve problems, but his fundamental personality remained the same for the simple reason that he kept winning battles, from orcs to trolls to demons , he was never defeated.

Sustained victories are not necessarily a good thing. Reinhardt will not change his style until he encounters a complete defeat. Baldrige is quite aware of this, because he himself has also come here. The only thing he is worried about now is It is the extent of the harm that the doomed failure can cause.

But recalling the tide of brilliance just now, Baldrige couldn't help but sigh a little, maybe his judgment was wrong, maybe his experience is no longer suitable for the current war, maybe Reinhardt's mentality is correct, Treat yourself as His Highness's sharpest sword, and attack the enemy fearlessly.

Who knows?
In the northwest of Azsuna, Valsharah's reinforcements stopped, and they did not expect such a situation.

"It seems that our allies have solved the problem." Lunara stopped and looked at the night elves beside her.

"It's really amazing." Shandris Feather Moon couldn't help admitting that she had personally experienced the War of the Ancients, and the last time she saw a demon fall like a stalk being harvested, it was Deathwing holding the dragon soul and showing great power when.

"These humans are playing with fire." On the other side, a female druid with dark green hair frowned, looking displeased. "Such a source of magic will only bring disaster in the end."

After the War of the Ancients, the night elves' attitude towards magic changed from fanaticism to disgust, from one extreme to the other.

"At least it works well now, doesn't it?" Lunara's tone was light. "Didn't Isaacs already tell us that this is a strategy to attract the legion to attack Azsuna, and besides, the star well is not permanent, and the opportunity will gradually disappear after this war is over."

Shandris gave her a strange look, and when the name was mentioned, Lunara gave her a strange feeling.

"You should be wary of those humans, daughter of nature." The female druid said earnestly, "Even if you give them trust, the Cenarion Council should not let them carry out such a dangerous plan, after all, even It was Queen Azshara back then..."

"Enough! Harya Chunlei!" Lunara looked a little annoyed, "Human beings are our equal allies now, we shouldn't question them arbitrarily! Besides, the blue dragons of Azsuna are also helping to control the Well, I don't understand what you have to worry about?"

Shandris suddenly understood, and understood what was strange about Lunara. She seemed to have a good impression of humans, and she held a very objective position on matters related to Lordaeron and Cenarion Council, so objective that she was almost an elbow Pull out.

More precisely, she probably just has a crush on one of the humans.

Shandris, who made this conjecture, felt a little absurd. The differences between the two parties were huge, and it was almost impossible to combine them—no matter what aspect it was.

But she didn't do or say anything, just let Lunara go, she thought.Maybe she misunderstood, but if it was what she thought, she could understand, after all, she had a similar experience herself.

The heroic figure who commanded thousands of troops thousands of years ago is still deeply imprinted in the deepest part of her heart, but it is a pity that he has disappeared a long time ago.

Jarod, where the hell are you?

Shandris was a little distracted for a while, so much so that she forgot to mediate the conflict between Lunara and Harya, and the situation became very awkward. Not long after the Valshara reinforcements entered Azsuna, disagreements arose.

As for the command tower near the blue wing habitat, Alsace was also not in a good mood.

That's right, it's another phased victory. For now, the casualty ratio between the Azeroth coalition forces and the Burning Legion has reached an astonishing level.

But the war is not over.

Arthas knew very well that they would not be able to win a real victory until all the Pillars of Creation were collected. The goal of the Azsuna War was to delay from the very beginning. Seeing the amazing effect of the Tides of Flame, he couldn't help asking himself, Is it too early to reveal this hole card at this time?
"My lord, the reinforcements of the night elves have arrived." Someone reported through the Protos channel.

Alsace was a little distracted, and he didn't even carefully distinguish who was reporting to him, "You go and receive them, oh no, I will personally go to meet them."

He finally reacted and realized his responsibility as a coach.

When meeting the representatives composed of Sentinel General, Dryad and High-level Druid, Arthas keenly felt a little hostility, but fortunately, Lunara and him met in the battle of Quel'Thalas On the other hand, with the help of the dryad, the support army expressed that it would obey the command.

Alsace was calm on the surface, but his heart was not calm. Being responsible for so many troops was a heavy psychological burden.

Continuing with the previous thinking, Alsace suddenly felt that he had made a mistake. The use of Flame Tides was still too hasty. The best time to use it was when the Burning Legion continued to send more troops and the two sides were in a stalemate. The demon's damage was maximized, and it gave the coalition forces a chance to breathe.

But it's too late to regret now.

Time flies, and the follow-up situation is almost as Alsace expected. The coalition forces' overall control of Azsuna only lasted for half a day, and they had to give up the outlying areas that were no longer dangerous.

The demons are making a comeback faster than everyone imagined, and the number of high-level demons has been significantly reduced, but relying on the number of middle- and low-level demons still puts considerable pressure on the coalition forces—even if it is a weak kid, it will take a long time to kill it. The warriors swung their swords vigorously.The physical strength of soldiers, mana of spellcasters, and various supplies are limited, while the number of demons seems to be infinite.

Except for a few species such as the Abyss Lord, high-level demons are generally more intelligent than mortal races. After the tide of flames, the Burning Legion quickly changed its strategy, no longer attacking, but turning to consumption.

The morale of the coalition forces gradually turned from high to low. After three days, even the most optimistic people could not say that they would win. On the fifth day, even if they were in the force field of the star well, the coalition forces' casualties were close to one-fifth. At that time, Alsace had no choice but to activate the Flame Tides again.

But this time the cleansing was only a mob, and the results were completely incomparable to the first use. The purpose of the demons was very simple, which was to force the defenders to use the Flame Tides. From the changes in the force field shrouded in Azsuna, it was not difficult for them to conclude that the total energy of the Star Well was limited to this conclusion.

The tide of battle has indeed turned to procrastination, but it is somewhat hopeless.

In addition to Alsace, there was another person in the Blue Wing Habitat who was watching the battle closely, and barely revealed his presence.

She is Valeera.

In such a large-scale war, it is difficult for the ghosts to play a role other than stabbing specific targets, but Valeera obviously has a very special mission.

The hole card that Isaacs had prepared was not just the Flame Tide, another hole card was in Valeera's hands for some special reason, and even Alsace didn't know about it.

The elven thief was one of Isaacs' trustees.

The war was still going on, but there was a sudden change in the sky, a little green suddenly appeared, and then continued to expand, forming a huge portal, and then a sharp metal edge emerged from it.

It was a fel battleship, and it was only the first one. After a few minutes, more than a dozen dark green magic iron spaceships occupied most of the sky.

Alsace felt that his throat was a little dry. He had seen the Hyperion's turnaround, but the Burning Legion had a technique with a similar effect. The sudden appearance of so many warships was not something that Flame Tides could solve.

Shandris was also a little lost in the night elves' position, "Why is the Burning Legion so much stronger now than it was during the War of the Ancients?"

"Because 1 years have passed." Lunara sighed leisurely,

This is not the worst situation yet. Those magic iron battleships are in the posture of guards, and there is still a lot of space between them. Sure enough, at this time, a huge and unparalleled battleship slowly emerges from the portal , just the aura emanating from it makes people feel hopeless, and everyone who knows something about demons immediately realizes that there is a remarkable existence in that giant ship.

polluter?trickster?Or even... The Dark Titan?
Valeera didn't hesitate, a piece of ice crystal emitting light suddenly appeared in her hand, as long as it is gently crushed, the power of the star well will gather to form a portal connecting the outer domain Draenor, and there Already prepared, Kalia, Queen of Embers, will enter Azeroth with her Nether Dragon Knights in an unstoppable force.

This is another hole card prepared by Isaacs. The black dragon eggs obtained from the timeline of the War of the Ancients have all been transformed into void dragons, and Kalia herself is legendary level, which can be said to be an excellent help, but her Her identity was too sensitive, and Isaacs didn't want her to be exposed to the world unless it was absolutely necessary.

Obviously now is the moment of last resort, and Valeera can make this judgment.

Although it is not clear whether Kalia can deal with the existence in the giant ship, she has no choice, but just when she is about to crush the ice crystals, there is a distant dragon chant.

She stopped.

There was another dragon chant, and this time it was much closer. Soon, an array of red, green, blue and golden dragons occupied the other half of the sky, led by two huge dragons, one red and one green. Dragon Queen.

It was the Dragon Legion, they did not forget their duty, they arrived at this most critical time.

Many people breathed a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)