Anomaly Of Warcraft

Uther paid the price for his conceit.

Time passed bit by bit, but he couldn't make progress. The Demon Blood Pool was just fifty meters ahead, but these ferocious-looking Hellhounds trapped Uther in the same place like a haunting goblin.

Although the Hellhound that can devour magical energy is not well suited to the Holy Light, especially the high concentration of Holy Light energy around Uther in the sanctified state. But dozens of Hellhounds, every time they absorb a point of the power of the holy light, they will damage some of their own vitality, and their size will increase by one point.

Being restrained by these demon dogs the size of a calf, Uther felt anxious.

Bite, catch, shadow shock, death blew. The little vicious dog has a lot of tricks, although it cannot cause fatal damage to Uther, it is extremely annoying.

Uther used his peripheral light to see Tirion Fording who was advancing all the way, and also saw the fighting of the Silver Hand Paladins who were fighting the orcs.

"How many people do you have, three hundred? Four hundred? Or five hundred? Where does your courage come from against our two thousand armies of orcs? Where does your human courage come from against the endless army of the legion? Just these cute puppies Just leave you in a dilemma, where did your momentum go? Hahahaha, take a look, wait a little while, wait for me to activate these hellfires and drown under the never-extinguishing flames, offend my fellow You have to die!"

Motuola Gao discovered Uther's dilemma and immediately eased from the panic, launched a verbal taunting attack, and accelerated the process of instilling fel energy into the surrounding hellfire.

Pressing down on the restlessness of his heart, turning his anger into sensible coldness, Uther gripped the warhammer tightly and concentrated on dealing with the Hellhound in front of him.

As a hellfire launch site, Orgrim would naturally not trust Gul'dan completely, and hand it over to the warlock. As the warlord of the launch site, Xalata not only guarded the safety of the hellfire, but also had the duty to supervise the work of the warlocks.

Around the Hellfire launch site, there are three thousand orc armies guarding the surroundings, patrolling and guarding them.

Originally, for the infiltration and harassment of the small-stock alliance, Xalata was bantering and suppressing with cat-and-mouse banter. Tirion Fording and Alessandro Mograine thought that they had escaped Talasia's pursuit, but they didn't know that under the high ground, the wolves were the main reason for the orc warlord to stop.

Even though Tirion Fording and Alessandro Mograini have forgotten their lives, the pursuit team of one hundred people still paid a heavy price, and Tirion Fording's saber is even more impressive. Cut off by the orc centurion, Tirion now carries the orc-style battle axe in his hands.

In the mind of making some trouble for the warlocks, Xia Lata did not dispatch a second wave of chasing soldiers in the first time, and the orc warlord did not think that a dozen or so remnants could cause any trouble.

But soon, Xia Lata didn't have the energy to care about Tirion Fording and Alessandro Mograine, and there was no time to care about why hellfire hasn't risen into the sky for so long.

Because in the high ground, there was the sound of a wolf running away in a hurry.

Sorrowful, panicked, and fled in a hurry.

What happened, the wolf is the second life of the wolf knight, only the wolf knight who died in battle, the wolf who did not change the owner, how can the wolf make such a sound as a good friend of the orcs? This level of sound is probably not made by one or two wolves.

Without waiting long, Xia Lata waited for the answer she wanted.

More than a hundred wolves almost ran out of the forest with their tails between their tails, and appeared in the cleared forest clearing under the road leading to the high ground.

what happened?

Xia Lata frowned tightly.

The dawn is approaching, and the night is the deepest, and the brazier on the high platform cannot shine into the depths of the ghostly forest.

She waved the soldier beside her to be quiet, and Xia Lata listened attentively.

The air was filled with anxiety and tension, and the wolf had already ascended the mountain road and jumped over the fence, just wanting to return to his orc master.

Tarasha suddenly squatted on the ground, listening to the vibrations coming from the ground.

"Enemy attack! The cavalry brigade of the alliance! Sound the alarm, light the beacon, gather the manpower, we need support! Put down the gates, prepare to roll the rocks, don't let the wolves come in!"

The wolf is a good partner of the orcs, how can you treat the wolf like this?

Although there were doubts and dissatisfaction in the eyes of his subordinates, the authority of the warlord was beyond doubt, and Xalata's orders were carried out.

Because Uther and the Knights of the Silver Hand led by him involved more than six hundred orc guards, even if Xarata lit the beacon, there were only less than a thousand men under him in a short time.

Soon, ordinary orc soldiers also felt something was wrong.Accompanied by the wailing of the wolves outside the village gate, it was the trembling of the earth.

"what is this?"

Except for the orc archers on the fence, most orcs didn't know what happened, and the sleepy orcs yawned and talked quietly.

The orc archers on the fence opened their eyes wide, and the trembling organization couldn't speak.

Xia Lata stood on the fence, her eyes staring into copper bells, her face looked disbelief.

what is this? Is it the fairy of the forest?

How could a human war horse gallop in the forest in such a dark night?

How could a human knight have such a skill to ride in such a complex terrain in the forest!

Isn’t the main force of the Horde and Alliance fighting fiercely in the north?

Where did the cavalry of this size come from!

No, we are not ready yet!

Xia Lata really wanted to shout, but his opponent obviously wouldn't give him a chance to get ready to go.

It is not easy to climb on the high ground of more than 30 meters with bare hands. However, the connection between the high platform and the flat mountain road is only more than 100 meters. The human cavalry rushed out of the shadow of the forest and reached the entrance of the mountain road in a blink of an eye.

"Prepare for Oomu!"

Xia Lata issued the most correct order.

As the so-called late night raid is not lifeless, the wolves are in a hurry and the cavalry is swift, and the rolling stone is under the thunder, but the alliance is blown up.

Although the hit rate of riding and shooting is as high as five [hahaha] indexes, it can't stand the saturated attack that covers the rain of arrows.

Under the instructions of the king, Alterac's military industry embarked on the development path of high (mourning) efficiency (heart) stability (sickness) stability (madness). After the first generation of M4 pipe organ, the second generation SKDFZ4, the burst arrow finally finalized the third generation, and was named by His Majesty King Carlos Barolo himself-Katyusha.

Grand knight Shang Gewenjie took the lead in the forefront, behind her was the elite backbone of the Wangjiao National Knights.

Because the weight of [Katyusha] is much larger than ordinary arrows, it is difficult to shoot 100 meters with ordinary bows and arrows, so it can only be fired with mechanical crossbows.

Although Alterac's food is in short supply, the steel stocks want to be abundant. Five hundred heavy crossbows that can shoot [Katyusha] 400 meters are in the hands of the king's eagle dog.

"put!"

The great knight gave an order, and Jian Ying flew wrong.

After a while, the thunder roared, and the city walled in ashes.

Although Xia Lata jumped off the wall for the first time, the shock wave of the explosion still made him dizzy.

"Soldiers, prepare to meet the enemy!"

The lack of balance made Xia Lata unable to stand up, and the orc warlord's chest was dull and breathing was difficult, and the loud shouts that he thought were no more than mosquitoes.

"Idiots, prepare to meet the enemy!"

Seeing the soldiers in a daze, Xia Lata was furious. However, the more urgent, the more shouting, the more unstable the breath.

"Warlord, what are you talking about?"

The spirited orc rushed up to help Xalata, and his ears moved to Xalata's mouth, wanting to hear what his warlord was saying.

Xia Lata supported the soldier with one hand, and finally freed a hand to beat her chest heavily.

"Ahem!"

Exhaling a stale breath, Xia Lata took a deep breath of the dusty air, feeling unspeakably comfortable.

"Line up to meet the enemy!"

The huge roar pierced the eardrums of the poor beast around Xia Lata, but Xia Lata no longer cared about whether it was the issue of revenge, because the human cavalry had already rushed to the high ground.

Even though the power of the [Katyusha] explosion will blow up the uneven mountain roads, the horses running in the gravel wilderness of the Alterac Mountains all year round will not be damaged by this degree of terrain.

"How many of you have one thousand? Two thousand? Three thousand? What gives you the courage to run wild in Alterac's land!"

Shang Gewenjie rushed into the orcs, the huge three-headed flail drew a semicircle, swept away the orcs in front of him, and let out unusually arrogant words.

And behind Shang Gewenjie are the Alterac cavalry who are constantly pouring in like a wave.

"Your opponent is me, scum, it's an honor, it's your honor to die under my hands!"

Shang Gewenjie threw the flail to prevent Xia Lata from trying to use the opportunity of passing sideways to slash an Alterac cavalry.

Then, the female knight rolled over and dismounted, drew out both hands and cut the sword, and walked towards the orc's warlord step by step.

"If you don't win, you'd better die!"

Xalata's battle roar aroused the blood of the orcs, and the orcs spontaneously formed a battle formation to try to fight against Alterac's cavalry.

"Then go to death!"

The war had been going on for more than a year, and both the orcs and the humans could understand some of the other's language, and the great knight Shang Gewenjie issued a declaration to predict victory.

From the ground, the night has not yet receded.

But when viewed from an altitude of 300 meters, the skyline has turned pale.

More than forty shoddy hot air balloons are less than one kilometer away from the Hellfire launch site. The wind is going well, but they will reach their destination in a few moments.

"His Majesty Carlos, it seems that you are really the darling of the gods, riding late at night, hot-air balloon bombing such a reliable tactics actually succeeded. And there are people from the Alliance to help you attract firepower, haha, hahaha."

On each hot air balloon, there are more than two hundred kilograms of high-explosive bombs. The mage provides firepower to control the direction. The balloon that Carlos rides is controlled by Sola Starbreaker.

Although he has high-precision face blindness, Carlos thinks he has remembered this female elf because she is a smasher.

"Luck is also part of strength."

Carlos calmly pretended to be forced.

Because almost everyone opposed the king's personal leadership, Carlos had to find a way to get into the hot air balloon bombing team.

If it weren't for finding other mages who were willing to help him hide his intentions, Carlos would not be alone with Sora Starbreaker.

It seems Uther is in trouble.

Even at an altitude of three hundred meters, Carlos could still see Uther, who was as dazzling as a holy light flashlight, through the dimly yellow sky that was polluted by the fel light.

"Send other people to be ready to bomb."

After Carlos finished speaking, Sora Starbreaker used magic to notify the other hot air balloons.

As the firepower decreases, the height of the hot air balloon drops rapidly.

"What do you want to do? My leader?"

Sora looked at Carlos curiously, and asked puzzledly.

"I want to know if I am the real Son of Destiny."

Carlos spoke in a yellow tone casually.

"what?"

Sora Starbreaker didn't understand this sentence at all.

Then in the female elf's stunned eyes, Carlos jumped directly from an altitude of two hundred meters.

Parachute to shelter from the wind?

The force frame is too low.

Wings of Light?

The momentum is too small.

Holy Shield?

Just to my liking!

With a bang, the sudden smog filled the members of the Knights of the Silver Hand and the orcs in the fierce battle for a brief moment.

In the dust, a tall black figure walked out of the gunpowder smoke.

"You guys, have you ever heard of a hand that fell from the sky?"

Carlos did not carry the Arcanite axe this time, but instead wore a lighter one-handed sword.

The point of the sword was up to the sky, the bomb came immediately, the human being was like a rainbow, and the orcs were panicked.

"Hahahahaha, ahahahahahaha!"

With tears of laughter, Sora Starbreaker forgot to pull the switch to drop the bomb.

"I like you more and more, even more crazy than my old lady back then, I like it!"

The female elf directly swung the sword to cut off the rope connecting the hot air balloon and the hanging basket, and fell with the bomb, making up for herself in mid-air with a floating technique.

"No! Lord Gul'dan will kill me!"

Mo Tuolao Gao wailed in pain as he watched the large amount of primitive hellfire blown into gravel and dross.

"Don't worry, Gul'dan doesn't have that chance."

Looking down at the talisman on his chest shattered into powder, Carlos breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards Uther as if strolling in a leisurely courtyard. Not far from him was Tirion Fording running wild.

"Hi, old man, do you want to pan Gwent?"

"what?"

Seeing Tirion didn't understand his cold joke, Carlos shook his head and smiled.

"Justice and glory, the hand of silver!"

Carlos converged his mind, ready to push the pretense to the end.

[Lucky Rabbit Foot]: A white sole with only three toes. Although it is called Rabbit Foot, it is actually a talisman made from the forelimbs of a magical creature named QB. This possession charm has magical powers. As long as the possibility of the event is not zero, it can greatly increase the success rate by making a wish.

Note: This amulet has a line of small, slightly carved characters-there is no essential difference between one percent and ninety-nine percent.

Because QB does not voluntarily provide forelimbs to make amulets, this amulet can only be used three times. Because this amulet has already been used once, a special 1998 achievement point is offered.

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