Stormwind God

The human soldiers cheered. They lined up a dense array of shields. With the help of the fff group flamethrower, they used the flames to drive the orcs to the path that was a million times worse than the road of Shura. Send to death on the slope.

There, almost every inch of land was subjected to heavy shells.

The dwarves hardly need to aim, there is probably a direction, and the cannonball is blasted out with blindfold. If one cannonball can't kill more than 30 orcs, it is unlucky.

After the fight, the three sisters of Windrunner lost their interest in archery. The kind of slaughter as if shooting at a fixed target is not a record worthy of praise.

Looking at the entire orc body covering the entire slope, I don't know how many layers of orc corpses were stacked, Alleria sitting next to Duke and gently dialing her beautiful long golden hair.

"Now, Duke, is the war over after this war?"

Holding the beauty in her arms gently, Duke's eyes seemed to surpass the black scorched land in front of him, through the red-red red ridge mountains, across the sad marsh full of mud, and falling to the dark place standing in the land of cursing On the door.

"Maybe there are some guards left at the Dark Gate, but the war is over, for the time being ..."

Everyone could hear the faint slap in Duke's words, and no one refuted Duke's words. For the tribe, Duke has the highest say in the entire league.

"I heard the Alliance's generals and kings in the wind saying that the door of darkness must be destroyed." Windessa also sat down and said lightly.

Duke sneered scornfully.

"What? Can't be destroyed?" Sylvanas was also interested.

Duke said a word: "Those things made up of the drawings of the two demigods and the demon king, if so easily destroyed by mortals, those three guys would be fooled."

Medivh, the guardian of the heyday, joined forces with the demigod Gul'dan, using Sargeras' design drawings, and I knew it would not be that simple.

I feel headache just by imagining it.

At this moment, the tsunami-like cheers suddenly sounded nearby.

"Long live the league!"

"Long live Azeroth!"

"We have won--"

The three sisters, Duke and Windrunner, found out that the shelling had stopped for a while. And no more upright orcs could be seen on the battlefield. At least a thousand orcs humbled their weapons, shivered on the ground, begging for mercy with the orc words that the Alliance soldiers couldn't understand.

But more orcs died.

Perhaps three-figure orcs fled back to Blackrock Fortress. This does not pose a threat. Not to mention Muradin * Bronzebeard has begun to guard the elite dwarf room with the dwarf, entered the Black Stone Fortress, and do the final raid.

At this time, in casual clothes, Lothar came to Duke's steam tank with the help of Turalyon. It seems that after the priest's treatment with Holy Light, his wound has healed, but the blood that bleeds is not so quickly restored.

"Duke, thanks, your armor." Lothar was still weak, but the sunniest smile was on his face.

Nima, so old and so handsome, should I let you hang up?

My heart groaned. For a short period of time, Duke would not admit on the surface that he was jealous of Lothar.

"Uncle Anduin, you're old, don't play assaults anymore. That's the job of young people." Duke's jaw lifted up, watching Turalyon next to Lothar.

Anduin Lothar clenched his fangs, and he raised his muscles in his right arm: "Even if I have another ten years, my wrists will still win you."

"If you allowed me to infuse the magic of the magic circuit into my arm muscles, you wouldn't be my opponent even if you were eighteen."

Duke said, but Aurelia remembered her first night without any sense. That's what Duke ’s animal did, and suddenly he got a little bit flustered. You two won't do it. "

Duke and Anduin, at the same time under the anger of Aurelia, had their heads shrunk at the same time, like two children doing wrong things.

The people around laughed.

After a while.

Anduin laughed: "Are we utterly successful?"

Duke nodded: "Victory. The Dark Gate can be left to Mograine and Antonidas."

"What do you want to do next?"

Duke looked at Terenas Menethil II who ran out there, and suddenly sighed, "Although I don't want to say, another battle that belongs to me has just begun."

Anduin suddenly understood what Duke was referring to: "The Stormwind Kingdom will always be your strongest backing."

"Thanks."

The others didn't understand the dumb-mystical conversation. It didn't matter, they knew it.

In this battle, the orcs killed and disappeared were a total of 238,000 people. Except for the retreat of the Blood Ring Clan, which had retreated earlier, Kilrogg * 's dead eyes, almost no formed clan fled.

After a short break, the chasing forces are about to start again.

Originally Anduin and Duke wanted to hand over the pursuit task to Mograine. To the surprise of the two, except for Terenas, all kings actually voted against Moglieni.

As a last resort, the two can only partner again and lead the 50,000 elites headed by the Knights of the Silver Hand, the Highland Knights and the 20,000 Dwarves. Mograine leads the main forces such as the Scarlet Crusade. After that.

The forward led by Lothar spent about a week, following the Horde's retreating army, and after crossing the Red Ridge Mountains, they once again merged the Griffin Regiment from Elwynn Forest and Duke's Private Corps. Vastly through the sorrow of sorrow to the south, came to this crimson dry land drained by evil magic.

"Report, we found the target." Scouts heard the news.

Following in the footsteps of the Scout, the Alliance Army advanced as quietly as possible.

A deep rift appeared in front of them, and the walls were even higher. In the center of the valley, as the Scout said, a huge door stood, and it was not built on a wall or a building, but stood up out of thin air.

Everyone exclaimed when they saw the whole picture of the Dark Door.

The Darkness Gate-almost forty meters high and more than thirty meters wide, is made of white and blue mysterious stone. The basic structure is just a huge rectangular slab with three gates in the shape of a gate.

Immediately above the gate was a huge snake carved with a mouth open to reveal fierce fangs. On both sides of the gate were two giant figures, obviously dressed as a mage, but with a huge cross sword in both hands. The face of the portrait is deeply immersed in the hood, and a dark breath lingers on the face of the sculpture. The others can only see a pair of inexplicable eyes. (To be continued.)