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Chapter 282 The Battle of Hyjal

Magtheridon, the abyss lord second only to Mannoroth among the Annihellan clan, was the fourth commander of the Burning Legion to enter Azeroth. After he came to this world, he was captured by Archmon. De demands to hold on to the Burning Throne in the city of Zin Isshari.After holding back for a long time, it was not until Kil'jaeden came to this world that he was ordered by Archimonde to lead his army to the west.

Because of this incident, he felt a little dissatisfied with the eredar senior executive. Archimonde was indeed very strong, but he was too timid!
No matter how difficult this world is, in the final analysis we are just a group of mortals.

The idiot Mannoroth was besieged to death by a group of local natives. It was because of his own stupidity that he was different. In order to prepare for this western expedition to be completed perfectly, he recruited a group of Annihelan as his personal guards to prepare to break the situation.

In addition, there are also a large number of Doom Lords and Doom Guards in his Western Expedition, and there are three evil warships in the sky as support.

In his opinion, such power is enough to sweep across the world. Those mortals who have been driven to the corners of the world will eventually turn into ashes under the flames of the Legion.

As the army set out, after leaving Zin Aissalin, it successively occupied Zulsa, New Zandalar, and Amani Fort and marched westward. The beasts who dared to provoke the army along the way were also stepped on like insects by him. Trampled to death.

Those big trees that could move were burned to ashes by the Legion's evil flames.

Wherever the army arrives, it is invincible and not even a blade of grass grows!

Death and chaos will eventually spread throughout the world!
The flames burned through Amani Forest and into Felwood.

"How are you prepared?!"

A tall elf wearing a brown bearskin, with his upper body naked and a thick beard asked a similarly dressed tauren in front of him.

"All the forces we can muster are here, Fandral. If Shando cannot arrive with the Imperial reinforcements, we will definitely not be able to defend this place."

The tauren looked at Fandral anxiously, and his hands kept clenching and relaxing because of his anxiety.

"No matter what, we must hold on here, Malorne and the others will be with us."

Fandral looked serious. He wanted to comfort the druid companion in front of him, hoping that he could relax, but in fact he couldn't even convince himself to relax.

"I know, I am willing to give my life for this world, but I don't want our sacrifice to be in vain."

The tauren gasped and looked at Fandral.

"It won't be in vain, Torre."

Fandral patted Torre on the shoulder and headed towards the troops that had assembled below the hill.

The forest in the distance has already ignited with thick smoke rising into the sky, which indicates that the army of the Burning Legion is approaching.

Noisy orders were conveyed among the defenders of Mount Hyjal. This garrison, mainly composed of shamans, druids, and local militia, was the main force defending Mount Hyjal.

Mountain giants, tree demons, nature guardians and other creatures living in the forest have all joined this team.

It seems that the quantity is also very objective, but only Fandral himself knows that such a quantity is simply not enough in front of the overwhelming demons in front of the Burning Legion!

The earth is shaking and the forest is mourning.

Everything is felt by this garrison. Their hearts and the surrounding environment change from sadness to fear to anger. They are angry at the destruction of the world by the demons.

When the first batch of Doom Guards followed the Doom Lords and a group of larger hellhounds appeared in Felwood Forest, Malorne took the lead in taking the lead, and beside him were Cenarius, Goldrinn and the Bear Brothers.

Magtheridon did not choose a tactic like Kazzak. He first let the fel warships bombard the ground positions and then let the ground troops take action.

In his opinion, this kind of behavior is cowardly. He is Annihran!

They don't look down on the tactics of those cowards!
charge!Keep charging!Keep fighting!Only in this way is the best way to truly spread the fear and chaos of the Legion into the world!

The battle lines of both sides quickly merged together. The leading Doom Lords were no match for the demigods stationed at Mount Hyjal. They were quickly wiped out by Malorne and others.

Magtheridon noticed those large beasts, laughed, held the double-headed gun in his hand, and led his own bodyguards towards Malorne and others to kill them.

Malorne also noticed Magtheridon rushing over during the fight. He immediately lowered his head, raised his antlers, and scratched his hooves towards the enemy.

The antlers and the double-headed spear collided together, and the two fought together.

Several other Annihelans who followed Magtheridon also fought with Goldrinn, Ursol, Ursoc and others.

Thanks to the containment of the Burning Legion commanders by Malorne and other wilderness demigods, the garrison commanded by Fandral Staghelm had a slight chance to fight the incoming demons.

The battle in the sky also became intense after the ground battlefield began. The densely packed magic bats released by the three evil warships and the guarding doomsday guards stood together with the incoming Avina and the birds. , those Chimeras, beasts as large as dragons, are also being besieged by magic bats, and are unable to provide effective support to the battlefield on the ground.

Kill one and three more will pop up. Kill three and six more will pop up.

The number of demons is endless, and the types are even more immeasurable. Fandral now transformed into a brown bear and fought hard to kill among the demons' army, but he sadly discovered that his power was so weak.

The number of demons was enough to overwhelm everyone in sight.

The casualty rate of the garrison is rising every moment, but no one will take a step back at this time. The demons will destroy everything they cherish. Instead of retreating and compromising, it is better to die here before dying. You can also protect everything you hold dear.

The fighting power of Annihlan is powerful, and the fighting power of a group of Anihlan is even more powerful.

The first victim of the wilderness demigods soon appeared. When Goldrinn pounced on an Annihelan named Tropades, preparing to bite the opponent to death, in this abyss where he knew he was going to die. Uncharacteristically, the lord locked Him firmly with his thick limbs.

After an explosion that resounded through the sky, only Annihelan's broken body was left on the battlefield. As for Goldrinn, he had died in the explosion.

The battle between Malorne and Magtheridon continues.

If it were Magtheridon alone, Malorne could confidently kill the opponent, but the opponent was not fighting alone. He also had his own bodyguards around him.

Those guys who are also from Annihlan are too difficult to deal with.

"Ha! What a difficult beast!"

After Magtheridon separated from Malorne, he gasped and gritted his teeth and looked at the stag.

He had to admit that there was something about this native demigod.

According to the plan given to him by Kil'jaeden, he must break through Felwood, capture Mount Hyjal, and then continue westward into Darkshore.

Then move south from there to flank the capital of the indigenous resistance forces.

But now, he was actually blocked by a group of wild beasts, and even let one of his personal guards die!
Damn!

Thinking of this, the double-headed gun in Magtheridon's hand suddenly lit up with a green light, and then a shock wave headed towards the mortal position on the other side.This blow blew away Fandral, who was still concentrating on fighting. He was already injured and was more seriously injured this time. Fortunately, he was on the edge of the impact point, while the warriors in the center were It was blown to ashes on the spot.

Magtheridon's move was indeed effective. Seeing this, Cenarius and Malorne rushed towards Magtheridon anxiously. They were anxious, and when they were anxious, they would reveal their flaws, and as long as there were flaws, Magtheridon can kill these beasts!
After the other Annihelans noticed Magtheridon's actions, they also followed the same example and drove these wilderness demigods towards the mortal battlefield. When they saw the opportunity, they released their weapons towards the mortal battlefield. The last wave of spells.

"mean!"

Ursol cursed these abyss demon kings, but in order to protect the mortals he loved, he chose to use his body to resist the attacks of these abyss demon kings.

The same was true for Ursok. He launched an offensive against these Abyss Demon Kings more aggressively and angrily, but it was precisely because of his own anger.

He was surrounded by two Annihran.

When two double-headed spears crossed and pierced His body, nailing Him to the earth.

Ursock on the other side became even more angry after witnessing the sacrifice of another brother!

When he roared in an attempt to avenge his brother, he was controlled by Nasrezim who was wandering on the edge of the battlefield, and then he was pierced through the chest by a double-headed spear.

The three wild bear brothers have all died in this war since then.

The successive deaths of Goldrinn, Ursol, and Ursoc put pressure on the two demigods Malorne and Cenarius. The Annihelans who had their hands free began to surround and suppress these few who were still alive. The wild demigod.

The defense line of the garrison where Fandral was located was on the verge of collapse after suffering several consecutive spell bombardments from those abyss lords.

"Where are the reinforcements?! Where are the reinforcements?!"

"There are no reinforcements! We must defend our position! For Azeroth!"

The number of people killed in battle is increasing, and soldiers are constantly asking for news about reinforcements, but no one knows where the reinforcements are.

The comrades around them fell one after another, but the number of demons did not decrease at all. The shadow cast by the evil warship in the sky shrouded everyone's heart.

The last desperate blow?
Tortola, the God of Turtles, single-handedly held back the attacks of several Annihelans, and Toga, the God of Turtles, also held back two, but even so, Malorne and Cenarius were in Matheri. Under the siege of the Guards, Dunji was still retreating steadily.

At this moment, a bright blue flash appeared in the sky, and then, a floating city covering the sky and the sun slowly appeared in the sky over the battlefield.

"Space transmission coordinates to determine."

"The visual environment observation and comparison is completed and it has been confirmed to be Mount Hyjal."

"An enemy cluster was discovered. Three sky battleships have been marked."

Listening to the reports coming back from the mage tower, Aissalin stood in front of the crystal ball and looked at the battlefield below attentively. The tragedy here made her feel extremely heartbroken.

"Target locked, three evil warships, prism charge begins."

"Yes! The magic channeling is in progress, and the Golganais Tide Stone is in good condition."

"High-energy reaction from enemy ship detected!"

"Raise the energy shield immediately!"

"The enemy air force group is incoming! Prepare for anti-air fire defense!"

"Lower the flight altitude and prepare to deliver ground troops!"

When the floating city named Azshara's Glory jumped and appeared in the sky above Mount Hyjal, it attracted the attention of everyone present. Magtheridon immediately contacted the three evil warships in the sky. , demanding that this floating city be knocked down.

The three fel warships were already preparing to deal with the flying fortress without waiting for Magtheridon's orders.

A large number of magic bats and doomsday guards flew towards the Glory of Azshara in groups, and the fel cannons were fully charged and aimed there.The evil energy artillery fired a volley, and the dark green shells hit the mana shield of the floating city, causing bursts of blue ripples.

Facing the enemy air force, the proud Royal Pterodactyl Legion in Azshara's Glory soared into the sky. These elite air force legions with extremely far-reaching historical heritage are the main air legion stationed in this floating city.

Along with the Royal Pterodactyl Air Cavalry, there was also the newly born Eagle Eagle Air Cavalry. This combination of one old and one new well inherited the fine traditions of the Imperial Air Force.

Under the short-distance transmission of the teleportation spell, two groups of Marine Corps stationed in the floating city were sent to the tragic battlefield below.The Empire's Third and Seventh Legions armed with improved rifles and artillery entered the battlefield. The sound of artillery fire and intensive gunfire became the best shot in the arm for the militiamen who were still fighting here.

"finally come!"

Fandral grinned and raised his head to look at the shadow of Azshara's Glory above his head. At this moment, he felt extremely safe.

"Can you still fight? Fandral."

Malfurion's tall figure appeared in front of Fandral, reaching out his hand to pull up the junior who fell on the ground.

"Of course! Shanda."

Fandral felt the rejuvenation spell Malfurion had applied to him. The injuries were recovering quickly, and he could still fight!

"Very good! Then let's go together!"

"For Azeroth!"

After saying that, the two transformed into two huge brown bears and rushed into the demon formation again.

"The prism is calibrated and the crystal is filled with hatred!"

Azshara's eyes glowed with azure arcane light, and she controlled the floating city beneath her to aim at the three evil warships that were pouring out firepower.

Then the dazzling arcane energy turned into bright light and shot out from the focusing prism. It penetrated three evil warships in one blow. Like a string, the attack was not over yet.

Azshara manipulated the crystal ball in front of her, and the prism kept deflecting at angles. The dazzling prism quickly crossed the ground. All Annihellan, including Magtheridon, were instantly evaporated before they had time to react. They didn't even have time to blow themselves up.

The Glory of Azshara is worthy of its name.

Its appearance turned the tide of the battle on Mount Hyjal in one fell swoop, and the Burning Legion's vanguard was defeated in this battle.

On the other side, the main force, commanded by Archimonde, launched another massive battle at the crown of Tokali in the Amani Forest.

(End of this chapter)