In front of the gates of Ahn'Qiraj, a fierce battle between the Kalimdor coalition forces and the bugs is going on.
Although the bugs had the advantage of a sudden attack in the early stage, the coalition forces were not crippled by the opponent at once. On the contrary, the elites of the alliance and tribes only panicked for a moment, and then organized an effective attack under the leadership of generals at all levels.
Counterattack and gradually stabilize the position
Saurfang, Havers and other senior generals were standing on a high-lying sand dune, overlooking the entire battlefield. Although these two outstanding commanders were also strong men who could defeat tens of thousands of enemies, the current situation
There is no need for them to go into battle, so the two of them naturally stay in the rear and command the overall situation.
At present, the sand dune here has almost become a temporary command post of the coalition forces. Except for Havers and Saurfang, no one standing here has a lower rank than lieutenant general, so Major General Regan is unexpectedly conspicuous.
(Note: Before the Second War, the military ranks and names of the Horde were very different from those of the Alliance, and they were quite confusing. After Thrall established his capital in Orgrimmar, he began to reform the military system in the manner of the Alliance, although the names of each level were still the same.
Following the tradition, but generally closer to the alliance and more standardized) "Sir Regan, I didn't expect that the Crimson Storm has only been in force for ten months, but its combat effectiveness is already so strong. It's really unexpected!"
Saurfang has excellent eyesight and can see the whole situation without the need for telescopes or other equipment. When he noticed that the left wing of the Seventh Legion, that is, the Red Storm's front line, was as motionless as a rock under the impact of the insect tide, there was a look on his face.
He couldn't help but change his color slightly, and looking back at the Saurfang Guards directly under him, although they were also inextricably killed by the bugs, they were still far behind the immovable mountains of the Crimson Storm.
Regen smiled and said: "Commander, this is just a little bit lucky... After all, the attack direction of the insects is mainly concentrated on the right wing and the center. If they all swarm towards me, it will not take more than a moment."
The defense line must be tightened..."
Saurfang waved his hand: "There is no need to be so self-effacing in the military. You and I are now brothers who depend on each other for life and death. Is there anything we can't say directly?"
He glanced at his subordinates, who were a little stunned, and continued with a snort, "Normally, when there is no war, everyone shouts with joy, but when things happen, it is clear after a battle, which horse is which.
Even a mule can see it clearly!"
Seeing that all the powerful and powerful generals were being scolded, Havers unexpectedly came to the rescue and said: "Lord Varok, it is still too early to say this... After all, the insect men are still just probing attacks until now.
But not a single weapon of war that they are proud of has been released!"
Suddenly, everyone was awakened by a word. Anachronos had also warned before that these bugs were by no means low-level creatures without brains. Even the powerful Aspect Dragon was unable to do anything about it. How could it be possible with just two or three moves?
Poor insect sea tactics?
Sure enough, as if to verify Havers' words, several tall black figures slowly walked out of the city gate with rumbling footsteps, revealing their ferocious obsidian bodies.
"Anubisas!" Shiroma, who was blessing the troops ahead, shouted, and the elven veterans who had participated in the Quicksand War also showed fear - it was not that they were timid and afraid of the enemy, it was really...
These terrifying war machines have left every elf with an indelible nightmare.
As a powerful race with the protection of the moon and the power of nature, the night elves are confident and arrogant. However, a thousand years ago, their arrogance and self-confidence were mercilessly crushed by the insects in the south, and
The iron foot that crushed their pride was none other than these tall Anubisas!
"Bronze Dragonborn, listen to my orders! Everyone is free to attack! Target: Anubisas troops!"
The giant dragons that had been in mid-air and had not participated in the battle moved. An awe-inspiring light flashed in Anachronos's eyes, and he ordered loudly like a bell.
"Ho~"
The bronze dragons could no longer suppress the killing intent in their chests, and they all let out high-pitched war roars. For a while, the roar of the dragons resounded throughout the desert. If the leader hadn't strictly ordered them to follow the instructions and attack, perhaps these vengeful creatures would have gone forward to fight against the insects.
It’s time to settle the bloody accounts of that year!
The giant dragons launched an attack on Anubisas with unparalleled power and magic. Even though these obsidian giants were as strong as fine steel, they were turned into stone lumps under the bronze dragon's powerful dragon language magic and sharp claws and fangs.
Because of the dragon's action, the battlefield advantage quickly tilted towards the direction of the coalition forces. Even the endless tide of insects that were not afraid of death began to show a trace of chaos, as if they could smell the destructive aura of sulfur and fire.
But will it all end so easily?
Standing on the sand dune, Regen couldn't help but feel a hint of gloom in his heart. He looked into the silent city of Ahn'Qiraj: the insect general Lajax who killed Staghelm's only son and commanded the alien army.
Where have you been?
Just when Anachronos split an obsidian giant with his claws, a strong uneasiness passed through his heart. With the inheritance of the Time Guardian lineage, the Bronze Dragon Prince silently issued an intermediate time magic, turning his huge
The dragon body is adjusted to the position ten seconds ago
And almost at the same time, a huge obsidian blade passed by where he was just now, splitting the phantom that had not disappeared into pieces.
"God, what is that?!" The flying giant sword did not hit the dragon, but hit the head of a fighting team from the Orgrimmar front. The tauren commander and several were caught off guard.
The alien insect was chopped into two pieces, and Su who was next to him was so frightened that he fell to the ground. He looked at the giant sharp blade that was one-third the size of a city gate in great horror.
"Damn troll, what are you doing sitting there?"
While Su was in a daze, a human roar came from beside him. Before the troll could even turn his head, he felt a strong wind pass by his ears. "Crack!" The human's long sword pierced through hard.
The head of an insect shook the unlucky attacker away, then spat and gasped.
"You...are you that Leyburn?" Su's memory was pretty good. As soon as he saw the bearded Zara's face, he remembered the human who gave him dry food and water when he went to deliver the letter last week.
"Well? Do you know me?" Leyburn took two sharp breaths and asked in surprise. Apparently this careless guy had forgotten the troll in the maelstrom.
"Hey, brother, didn't you still let me remember your name?" Su smiled and said in his own unique troll accent, "Trolls who believe in the Holy Light, have you remembered it?"
Layburn suddenly understood and tapped him with his finger: "Oh! So it's you! I didn't expect that you are so tough, even if such a big sword fell, it didn't kill you!"
"Haha! If I kill you, I won't kill me!" Su didn't care about the human's almost curse-like teasing. After all, big-headed soldiers often make such jokes, and there must be no big difference between the Alliance and the Horde.
Looking at the position that was almost destroyed, the human troops who came to help defend were fighting together with the orcs, and quickly suppressed the wave of insect attacks - both sides worked hard to prevent the other from looking down on them.
I, but this is a pain for the attacking alien insects. How could they expect that these mortals can still exert 200% of their combat power after being smashed by one guy!
Seeing that the position had been stabilized, Su was really relieved: "Why did you come to support this place? I thought you humans were eager to see the tribe fighting against the insects!"
"Bah! What nonsense!" Leyburn glared at him as if he was insulted, "Since we are all in the same trench, why are there alliance tribes? Didn't your overlords also say that this war
Just for the sake of the entire continent and for our relatives and children not to be eaten by these bugs! Even though I hated you so much before, today the Alliance and the Horde are back-to-back comrades!"
"Hey, you're right, I support you, pinky guy!" a beast next to him shouted, and gave the troll a roll of his eyes, "Su, don't tell me that you came from our squadron in the future, it's so embarrassing!"
Layburn laughed, punched Su in the chest, and said to the orc: "Okay, greenskin! I'm not impatient yet. Why are you so nervous? You're just joking with me...you said yes,
Dude?"
Su Ben's long, frightened face looked better. He nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, brother, regardless of the Alliance or the Horde, we are all here for life and death today, even if it's only for one day!"
No one would notice this small corner of the huge battlefield, but no one expected how much wind the wings of this butterfly would stir up. After all, in front of the gate of Ahn'Qiraj, two suffocating huge creatures
Confronting
Anachronos had already guessed who it was after avoiding the huge "hidden weapon": Although the stone lump is indestructible, his brain is also not very easy to use. Anyone who can come up with this method is the "Scarless One".
"Osrian doesn't think twice about others.
Osrian became famous in the Battle of Quicksand a thousand years ago. He was just an ordinary Anubisas sentinel at the time. After he and his companions defeated the elven army, the situation was reversed by the arrival of the dragon: Hard
The obsidian bodies fell off one after another under the influence of magic and sharp claws, and eventually became immovable stones. The dragons were able to fly freely in the air. The obsidian giants without any long-range attack methods could only stare.
But at this time, Osrian unexpectedly found a way to deal with it: he targeted Grakaron, a leader of the dragon army, and threw an obsidian sword to cut off the dragon's flying wings.
Falling from the air, he fell crashing into the Qiraji army. Although Osrian himself was almost killed, Anubisas and the Qiraji understood this method, and soon they defeated the noble bronze dragon like a broken bamboo.
Anachronos had to ask for help from the other three dragon clans
After the war, the dying Osrian was dragged back to the ruins of Ahn'Qiraj, where he was supposed to be buried, but legend has it that Osrian was appreciated by the evil lord who ruled Ahn'Qiraj - of course, this evil
The lord was naturally C'Thun, so although he was scarred and on the verge of death, he still survived.
When Anubisas woke up, he found that he had changed his appearance, and his strength had increased a lot. His injured head was covered with an eagle-shaped mask. Emperor Vicnislas explained to him what had happened and appreciated him.
Everything he has done for Ahn'Qiraj, and this is where the name "The Scarless One" comes from.
Now, Anachronos is facing the first "Dragon Slayer" among Anubisas.