"Although I once said that I am willing to fight side by side with you..."

Varian Wrynn, who was huddled in a very awkward position in the cabin of the dismantled torpedo launcher of the "Shadowsong" with five or six Blades of Light men, sat in front of him with a strange tone.

Dai Lin said:

"But I really didn't expect that the first time you invited me to the battlefield would be under such circumstances. To be honest, I don't think it is the right choice for dozens of us to attack a demon starship.

The Holy Light taught me bravery, but it didn't encourage me to die."

"How can this be a suicide attempt?"

Dai Lin put a halberd forged from Zera fragments at hand, and because the space was so cramped, she had to carry her command sword behind her back.

He looked at the soldiers of all races who were still squeezing into the small cabin, shrugged to Varian and said:

"I didn't invite you to come with me. Your Majesty, you should stay on the ship and take charge of the overall situation."

"What overall situation am I in charge of?"

Varian sighed and said:

"The battles I have fought since I was a kid, even including the Crusaders games I played with Arthas when I was a kid, are not as experienced as the commanders in the Hall of Valor.

I couldn't make any military suggestions at all. I wanted to go down and kill the demons, but Shaw and Bolvar tried their best to stop me. If it hadn't been confirmed that I came to Argus, I would have thought I was just on an outing.

You have to know that I didn’t bring the Emperor’s Sword here just to be a mascot.”

"But it would be too strange to have the emperor personally charge into battle or something like that."

General Maraad, who curled up next to Varian to make room for the others, whispered:

"Are all the emperors of your human civilization so fierce?"

"That is."

Admiral Taylor, the commander of Stormwind City's navy, who squeezed onto the ship behind Daelin, boasted:

"Our last emperor was a true warrior who personally executed countless trolls, and now he is leading the heroic spirits to fight the demons on the ground.

His Majesty Varian must use his bravery to win the recognition and favor of Emperor Thoradin.

His Majesty the Emperor is also under great pressure."

"Hey, Your Majesty, put your feet away, there's still another dwarf squeezed over there!"

While these people were chatting, Princess Mononoke Nagfar outside the cabin waved her fist and shouted,

Varian curled up his feet with a dull face, and the next moment, a pink-haired dwarf agent chewing gum was thrown in.

This little guy wore engineering goggles and carried two large backpacks on his back and front, filled with Titan explosives obtained from Ulduar.

Once on board she screamed:

"Don't squeeze me. These explosives are not very stable. Once they explode, we are all doomed."

"You tauren should stop joining in the fun!"

Outside the cabin door, Nagfar, who had changed into an ace pilot's uniform, put his hands on his hips and screamed at several tauren warriors who were about to board the ship:

"We had to dismantle weapons and everything else to install so many people. With your height and weight, one of you can support three of us. There really is no room left for you."

"Then can't there be two landing pods mounted on the shell rack?"

Trixie reminded maliciously next to her:

"Put all these beef guys in there, at least six can be crammed in."

"Okay, then hurry in!"

Nagfar kicked and punched several tauren to get into the black hexagonal landing cabin. With their height, they were basically crowded when they got in.

I can only maintain a standing posture, and there is no room for movement.

Trixie directed the mechanical dwarf to hang up the landing module, and then glanced at Princess Mononoke who was struggling to open the door of the flight cabin that was already crowded with people. She looked around and reminded:

“After you fly over and see that the situation is not going well, retreat back, don’t be impulsive.

The energy shield of this ship cannot block the fire of the starship's main gun. I just pointed out the landing port of the Demon Starship to you. Send these guys there and you can return."

"Yeah, I understand."

Nagfar confidently opened the cockpit and got in. She gave Trixie a thumbs-up sign inside.

As the lower hatch of the Evil in this World, which was maneuvering at high speed, slowly opened, Princess Mononoke let out a cheer, pulled up the joystick, and let the Shadowsong fly out of the hangar like an arrow.

The ship's high speed made a group of soldiers crowded in the cabin almost face-to-face miserable.

The assault spaceship, which was designed to hold six people at full capacity, now has dozens of people squeezed into it. Although various weapons and equipment have been removed to make room, this "severe overload" situation is still very dangerous.

What's more, they are rushing towards a fully manned Demon Starship. The dark green ladder-shaped spacecraft is equipped with firing muzzles everywhere, and scorching beams of light are constantly cutting through the air, trying to break through the thickness of the evil horn in this world.

To the painful energy shield.

In this case, if you are not careful, a casual collision will lead to a shipwreck and death.

But because she is probably a ship, Princess Mononoke's "ship racing" skills are very good.

She cheered and twisted the joystick, causing the shadow-like Shadowsong to fly through the hail of bullets at super high speeds, like a black bat flying in the flames.

The Evil in this World has stopped moving forward, acting as a living target to attract all kinds of firepower from the Paraxis. The Demon Starship has also stopped at a safe distance. The flagship of the Demon Fleet is activating their super-large-caliber annihilation cannon.

Prepare to give the strange ship in front of you a fatal blow.

The body shape comparison between the two sides is too different.

The flagship of the Demon Fleet is several kilometers long, and the Evil of this World in front of it was not designed for Star Wars at all. It looked like a stunted dwarf in front of the dark green trapezoidal spacecraft.

"Stupid ship!"

In the bridge command cabin of the Demon Starship, Ms. Vothrax, the Eredar Commander's Council Admiral, wearing a straight Argus Captain's uniform, sneered and held up her elegant energy-absorbing black tea.

She looked at the golden spaceship in front of her with a sarcastic look, thinking that these invaders of Azeroth were indeed a group of barbarians. They actually drove the ships fighting on the sea into the stars.

Look at their panic when faced with the attack. They were like a piggy being chased by a tiger. They made almost all the mistakes they could make.

Isn't this seeking death?

You pathetic bastards of Azeroth, can I advise you to go back and understand the concept of Star Wars first?

As a true admiral who has served as the fleet commander since the golden age of Argus, Ms. Vothrax can't muster any energy at all when facing such a ridiculous battle.

Although her current posture is also very embarrassing.

As a loyal servant of Kil'jaeden, she was infused with fel energy and promoted into the powerful Valkyrie of Doom.

In addition to the body of the eredar demon, there is also a pair of demon wings that can fly. Coupled with the dark and cool commander's uniform, it should be a heroic figure among the evil.

But in the previous war to support Krokuun, her spaceship was blown up by Black's body-burning explosion at the last moment when he transformed into the Balrog. She herself also escaped death, rolling and crawling back from the explosion of the spaceship.

, almost fell into the hands of the anti-demon coalition.

It was a humiliating escape experience that made the proud general feel shame he had never experienced before.

Although he was holding an elegant evil black tea in his hand now, he was almost slumped on his command chair. The previous injuries were too serious for the devil.

His wings were broken and his legs were shattered. He should have retreated to the back to rest.

But the arrogant demon general couldn't swallow this breath in her heart. In order to avenge the barbarians of Azeroth, she dragged her sick body to direct the war.

"Aim the main gun! Since they are not planning to run away, we have enough time to slowly taste this sadistic revenge."

After taking a sip of the fragrant evil black tea, Admiral Fuslax sneered and raised his fingers to issue orders to the Gangerge technicians beside him. As a result, this very cool action caused the wound to hurt, making her grin in pain.

"General! Our flagship was invaded! One of the rear hatches was blown open!"

A few seconds later, an adjutant walked into the command room quickly and delivered bad news to the Demon General, which made the Demon General blink.

She was stunned for a few seconds, then laughed loudly:

"Hahaha, these barbarians want to laugh me to death! Ah, I can't laugh, the wound hurts! Bastard! They want to assassinate me in this way...

They are unable to attack our ship but they resort to backward and stupid gang warfare? Don’t they know that there is an army in my ship?

How many people did they come?"

"Less than a hundred men, General."

The demon adjutant also had an amused expression, and he tried to maintain his cool tone and said:

"Their courage is commendable, but they will soon be chopped into pieces by our soldiers."

"Don't worry about them! Keep attacking that ship!"

Admiral Vothrax paid no attention to this pitiful infiltration. Her burning eyes were fixed on the evil horn of this world that was under fire but could only fight back with meager firepower.

She smiled ferociously and said:

"I want to bring the wreckage of this ship back to my palace to decorate my treasure house. And their sailors and commanders, well, our fleet has not had new recruits for a long time.

Because of their courage, they are qualified to join the legion's fleet as recruits. I will personally train them and then send them as the first vanguard to attack Azeroth.

This must be interesting."

On the other side, after Kelsey Steelspark blew open a hatch at the rear of the Paraxis with a precise and fatal blast, a group of Azeroth men followed Dai Lin in a "gang-jumping war"
To be continued...