Part-time BOSS

Wang Xuan did have reason to be excited.

As the GM, administrator, and plot controller of this game, one of his biggest headaches is that he has almost no control over the game plot.

The development of all plots is completed by the original script given to the system and the system's automatic error correction function.

There was originally a systematic management and control, and the plot should logically go on according to the settings.

However, the large number of players joining has brought countless uncertainties to the game. Although it has brought amazing income to the game company, it has also made the plot of the entire game increasingly difficult to control.

The more players gather, the less controllable it is, especially in this kind of war between the alliance and the tribe. Among the hundreds of thousands of people, players account for almost one-third, especially the fourth natural disaster like adventurers. It's simply a disaster of plot control.

It just so happens that the mechanism of this game is a real-time calculation mode.

Although he could use the system to modify the game rules for micro-control, he really had no idea what the final result of the control would be.

At this time, he had no idea what the final outcome of this battle would be.

If the adventurers really explode and send the tribe back in one breath, it will be a bad thing, and the new Tide of Darkness expansion will be delayed again.

If the Horde is shut down and doesn't invade Azeroth, that would be a big mistake, and the whole plot of the game would be subverted...

That’s why we give adventurers a weakly priced DEBUFF.

But he didn't dare to weaken the alliance too much. If the tribe defeated the alliance and then directly wiped out all the alliance's main army with a flat push, it would also not meet his expectations.

Because in history, the war between the Kingdom of Stormwind and the Horde also lasted for a long time. The two sides fought fiercely for several months, and the Alliance once had the upper hand. In the end, the Horde relied on assassinating King Ryan to defeat Stormwind City. Come down.

If this wave of alliance troops is really wiped out, the Kingdom of Stormwind is pushed flatly, and the other countries in the alliance have not yet formed a coalition, then the tribe's advantage will be too great.

If the Horde really conquers Azeroth, it will be all over the place.

Therefore, the tribe must win this war, but it cannot win completely. The subtle control will test Wang Xuan's field control ability.

Unfortunately, the gods couldn't leave directly, so he could only rely on bosses such as Deathwing and the Fire Lord to control the situation.

The Black Dragon Legion is the most critical link in his plan, a force that can determine the tilt of the balance.

Now that the Black Dragon Legion was finally in place, Wang Xuan let out a sigh of relief.

Finally, I can push the plot in the direction I need.

Wang Xuan: Thank God you're finally here. Don't let me go. I'll give you a few words.

Deathwing: Go ahead, little bug, but don't delay for too long. My patience is limited.

Wang Xuan: You have to let the Horde win, but you can’t win too much. You have to let the Alliance have enough troops to escape and defend Stormwind City.

Deathwing: Humph, you really have a lot of requests, I can’t guarantee anything.

Wang Xuan: It's actually very simple. You fight the alliance first. If the alliance collapses, you fight the tribe. Anyway, you fight whichever side is stronger.

Deathwing: Why bother? Just crush these ants together.

Wang Xuan: ...You can figure it out yourself.

Turning off the private message, Murphy looked at the black dragon lords hovering around him. They were all waiting for his orders.

"Black dragon lords, listen to my orders! Bring your dragons and prepare to attack!"

Morpheus (Ancient Black Dragon): "Um, so where should we attack, the Alliance or the Horde, Lord Neltharion?"

Neltharion (King of the Black Dragon): "Everyone - attack without distinction!"

Nefarian (Black Dragon Prince): "What, father, are you crazy, provoking enemies on both sides at the same time? This..."

Deathwing suddenly looked at his son, and under the gaze of dark golden eyes, Nefarian suddenly showed a look of horror.

"I mean...this...is unknown..."

Neltharion (King of the Black Dragon): "Haha, my dear son, don't worry, your father and I are not crazy yet. This battle is a moment to show the power of the black dragon clan to the world, but at the same time, it is also a moment to show our camp. At any time, once we help one side, we are bound to that side. The person who is helped may not be grateful, but the person who is attacked will definitely be resentful.

We can only make them understand that we, the Black Dragon Legion, are independent beings by setting them on fire and burning them together. We are not only enemies against them, but also potential allies that can be won over.

Neither humans nor orcs can truly trust us, so rather than joining one side, we wait for a price and join them if the price is right.

The harder we kill them in this battle, the more they will try to win over us next.

At that time, both the Alliance and the Horde will offer benefits and benefits to our tribe to obtain our help. "

These words made all the black dragon lords stunned. This logic is a bit outrageous.

But don’t say it, it’s not completely unreasonable.

The key is that it was Deathwing who said this, and you don’t have to listen if you don’t want to hear it.

Morpheus (ancient black dragon): "Lord Neltharion is indeed extremely wise."

Nefarian (Black Dragon Prince) "I am extremely shocked by my father's wisdom. Please forgive my son's stupidity."

Night Fury (Black Dragon Air Raider): "Lord Neltharion is awesome!"

Morpheus secretly sneered. Maybe the Alliance and the Horde will win over the Black Dragon Legion in a short time for victory, but no matter which side wins the final victory, I'm afraid we will be the first to be solved.

Neltharion (King of the Black Dragon): "Attack the warriors of the Black Dragon Legion, don't show mercy, don't hesitate, burn the world with fire, use dragon flames to clean up the ants on the ground, the Black Dragon Legion is about to rise!"

At the command, the dragon group let out a deafening roar, and thousands of large and small black dragons swooped down at the same time.

At this moment, the soldiers of the Alliance and the Horde below all showed expressions of uncertainty. Regarding the sudden appearance of the Black Dragon Legion, the soldiers of both sides did not know whether they were enemies or friends.

However, no matter how nervous they were, they still had to continue fighting, so the Alliance and the Horde, while fighting each other, looked at the sky from time to time.

Although Orgrim Doomhammer knew that the Black Dragon Legion was here to help them, he was not too happy. The Black Dragon Legion actually came. Now the Horde was sure to win, but the victory was not complete. Belongs to Bloo.

The next second, the black dragon sprayed flames wildly towards the fighting front.

Hundreds of young black dragons shoot fireballs at high altitudes, with continuous explosions. Adult black dragons are more ferocious. They dive directly at low altitude, use their thick scales to resist flying bows and arrows, and then spray out flaming dragon breath like bombers. , one spray spread over a range of tens of meters, leaving behind a large area of ​​burning human figures and charred corpses on the ground.

For a moment, the screams shook the sky, and there were countless casualties among humans and orcs in the fight.

Orgrim was extremely shocked and angry. What, are these black dragons crazy? Didn't you agree to help the orcs? Even the orcs attacked together.

Kilrogg Evil Eye (Chief of the Bleeding Circle): "Those black dragons - they are attacking the Alliance, but they are also attacking our people, the War Chief."

Orgrimmar (the chief of the tribe): "I'm not blind!" His fangs trembled with anger, but he soon calmed down.

"Let the troops reorganize their formation, strengthen the air defense on the front line, let the Dragonmaw clan speed up, and send their dragon cavalry over quickly. All the wolf cavalry will be dispatched to stick to the alliance troops. They are going to run away!"

King Ryan was relatively calm and even a little surprised. He originally thought that the Black Dragon was an ally of the Horde. Someone had previously sent intelligence that Deathwing and Medivh had joined forces, which meant that the Black Dragon Legion was likely to join the Horde camp. Now The black dragon and the orcs attacked together. No matter what the reason was, he was relieved, otherwise the alliance would have collapsed this time.

Ryan (Storm King): "Retreat, let the army withdraw, let the mage troops and archers retreat first, and prepare for air defense! Those ballistae behind are aimed at the sky, notify Varian and ask him to come back quickly."

This sudden intrusion is actually an opportunity for the alliance, an opportunity to retreat completely.

"What about those adventurers? They don't have a clear commander, and we have no way to convey military orders to them."

Ryan (Storm King): "It doesn't matter, let them continue fighting. Varian said that adventurers are warriors who are not afraid of life and death, so let them fight to the end."

The troops of the Kingdom of Storm began to retreat slowly and left the battlefield, but the adventurers showed no intention of retreating. This kind of battle was simply a carnival for the players, especially without a God's perspective. There were people in all directions, and they couldn't see it at all. If you know exactly what happened, just fight anyway.

Seeing the appearance of the Black Dragon Legion, the adventurers not only were not afraid, but started to slay the dragons excitedly. The dragons were all very popular. Not only were they well equipped, but they also dropped all kinds of top-quality materials.

Almost all the adventurers participating in this battle are equipped with store equipment. As long as they can kill a few adult black dragons, peel off some dragon scales and bring back some dragon blood, they will make a profit. Anyway, they are not afraid of death, so they might as well stay and fight to the end.

The heroes ran very fast. When they saw that the situation was not good, they began to retreat. They were all very valuable. Only Varian always led his loyal fans to fight left and right. This army was almost composed of four. A level 50 adventurer has a combat capability comparable to that of a level 5 soldier. He can come and go with ease in the orc army.

Murphy could see clearly from the sky that they were approaching the orcs' central camp and the war flag of the war chief.

It was also the place where the largest number of orc troops and heroes gathered.

No, we can't let him pass!

Although Varian is brave and his men are elite, this lone army will definitely be beaten to death in the past. Silly brother, let the big brother help you.

Deathwing's huge body suddenly swooped down, and its huge size brought huge wind pressure. Sand and rocks flew on the ground, and the wind howled, but this was just the beginning.

The wild flames!

The dragon's mouth opened, and a roar of raging flames rushed towards his face. Wherever the flames passed, all adventurers and orcs were burned to ashes.

There were countless casualties, especially among the adventurers. Because they formed a tight formation to charge, the formation was burned directly from the middle by flames, and two to three hundred people died at once.

Varian watched as his loyal and brave soldiers instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire, his eyes red and his head filled with rage.

Watching Deathwing swoop down again.

Fearless chop! He jumped with all his strength, and the Salamani in his hand fell from the air.

However, he finally jumped dozens of meters high, but he was still some distance away from Deathwing. Deathwing just sent him flying with a tail blow.

Varian rolled around on the ground like a baseball being blown away, flying hundreds of meters before barely stopping.

As soon as he got up, he was caught by several soldiers next to him, "Quickly leave, Prince Varian. The king asked you to retreat quickly. If you don't leave, it will be too late."

What? Varian looked around, and it turned out that Deathwing's blow was so powerful that it knocked him away from the orc army and flew back to the Alliance's army.

He looked at the hundreds of adventurers surrounded by orcs in the distance and let out a cry of despair.

Those are his loyal fans, "No!"

The next second, the flames of Deathwing spurted down again, burning the remaining adventurers and the surrounding orcs into ashes.