Stormwind God

The night was deeper, and after confirming that the Horde had hid to the south of the Dark Gate, Lothar ordered the half-hour shelling to cease.

First, no targets can be bombed.

Second, the most intimidating shooting is enough.

Third, Muradin also said that if he continued this way, the first thing he couldn't carry was the excessively hot gun barrel. Forced cooling or something will only make it easier to blast the cannon, which is not good enough. You need to know that in order to satisfy the power and range, the inhuman dwarf has made the cannon very exaggerated, and of course it will be even more exaggerated when the bomb is blown, which means that it is possible to directly reimburse a whole elite artillery hit the team.

Anduin sent the largest rogue squad and a ranger squad led by Sylvanas to monitor the tribe.

"Order, let the soldiers divide into four groups of rotations until dawn."

The scattered dirt and soot gradually subsided, replaced by the true darkness.

Standing on the city wall, Andu Yin stared at the distance, seemingly dancing, inexplicably dark. Although all this is roughly the same as planned. Anduin still had a slight anxiety, he was lost in thought, thinking about what the tribe might do next.

Everyone else was smart and silent, the only thing they could hear was the crackling of the flames and the occasional whisper of others. Suddenly, there was a noise in the darkness. Everyone jumped, the tension was like a tight bowstring.

"What's the sound !?" Turalyon was most keen.

"Hell! It's a dragon!" Kurdran * is not here. The leader of the 500 Griffin Knights in Watchburg is a distant relative of Kurdland, Flanders, and his official position is Brigadier General.

"Are you sure !?" Anduin asked extremely nervously.

"Swear by Mother Earth! I've been fighting these guys for almost a year, and even when I'm asleep, I can wake up with the sound of their wings inciting."

"That's right! It's a dragon!" Beaverland, another Griffin Knight commander, also gave a positive answer.

"The holy light is on, where is the dragon from the tribe? Hasn't the Red Dragon Legion return to neutrality?" Turalyon asked.

Only Krasus's face turned blue, and only the dragon knew the dragon best. Although he was a red dragon that permeated the human world all year round, but his age was exaggerated enough that he did not lack this experience. Said: "It's not a red dragon ... it's a black dragon!"

Krassus separated it just by listening to the sound of dragon wings. This is unimaginable in humans.

As we look at a bunch of poodles, if they are all about the same size, there is really no difference between them. But they can distinguish themselves!

"Ah-" As soon as the words came out, everyone was shocked.

Did the Black Dragon Corps participate in the Alliance's war with the Horde?

Krassus had an indescribable calmness on his face: "If the Black Dragon Corps dares to run out on their own, they are seeking their own way!"

That's right! Nesario was Fuxi.

But at this moment, the Black Dragon Army is still listed as an enemy by the Dragon Sleep Temple.

The world of Azeroth is so big, these black dragons are really hard to find if they hide. If they formally join the tribe to fight against the alliance, it is another matter. The four-colored dragons that have long polished their claws will never mind giving them their former compatriots and later betrayers the hardest blow.

"I need a magical message to see if I can contact Her Majesty the Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasza." Krasus said.

"Your Majesty Alexa ... are you busy now?" Anduin asked slightly nervously.

Whether there is a Red Dragon Army as a backup is extremely important to the alliance.

Krassus's face had a slightly weird look: "It's not too clear, but I heard she's not in Dragon Sleep Temple at the moment."

The long night finally passed, and the sky was bright, all the big brothers in the alliance were stunned by the scene in front of them.

With the east-west dark gate as the dividing line, the north is full of dense cannonball craters. The south is almost intact, because on that dividing line, a large number of large and small space cracks appear, and demonic creatures constantly come out of the cracks.

The total number of demons is not too much, and it is probably maintained at about 1,000. From small demons to void demons, from **** dogs to demon guards, it basically includes all the demons of all the middle and lower levels of the Burning Legion.

The demon creature didn't seem to be attacking, and was swimming near the cracks in space. This is enough to make the stealth of the Alliance Thieves meaningless. The senses of demonic creatures and ordinary creatures are completely in two fields.

After several elite thieves were killed by demonic creatures, MI7 had to give up the idea of ​​further investigation of the tribe.

This is just the beginning. The Alliance soon discovered that the Horde even started to dig the terrible red earth of the cursed land along the dividing line. The earth was piled into mountains. A pair of Great Walls must be made to confront the Alliance. .

"What the **** are those greenskins doing?"

That night, a sharp wail cut through the originally silent Dalaran skyline.

Anthony Daas, who was discussing Kael'thas with the Horde and the league, jumped up.

That was the sound of a magic alert.

Anthony Das identified its source as soon as possible.

"Mysterious Treasure Chamber!" Obviously Duke warned, and he also strengthened the defense of the Treasure Chamber. Unexpectedly, he was invaded.

Kael'thas' eyes widened, and the expression on his face at this moment was filled with surprise and consternation in general.

Located in the heart of the Violet Castle, the Mysterious Treasure Chamber is protected by the most powerful magic ever invented by the wizards. There are many artifacts hidden in it, and some items, such as magic artifacts, that the mage can't use, but can't risk letting them fall into the hands of others.

On defense, it is absolutely no less than the treasure house of the Sunstrider King of Silvermoon.

"How is this possible !?" thinking to himself, Kael'thas stretched out his hand for Anthony Das to grab it. Without the authority of the Speaker, no one should want to teleport in. It should have been this way.

They dumbly teleported to the mysterious treasure chest.

The world around them began to blur, and Anthony Dass' cozy room with books on the walls disappeared, replaced by a huge stone room.

Within the confines of the fire, a man stands among countless treasures. He has bright black hair, a strong and tall figure, and his angular and elegant face. Even for Kael'thas, the elven prince who is very discerning in appearance, the man in front of him is very handsome. (To be continued.)