In the center of the peninsula, more than 30 kilometers north of Glory Castle, the huge Hellfire Fortress is standing here.
It was built before the orcs invaded Azeroth. As a forward base in the first war, it has always been an unbreakable symbol of the old tribe. Since the orcs invested most of their forces in Azeroth, this fortress has also followed suit.
It was left idle, and most people thought it had been abandoned - until Ner'zhul returned with his direct troops a few years ago, and recklessly opened the portal and destroyed the entire continent to pieces.
At that time, the scouts of Glory Castle were surprised to find that for some unknown reason, the orcs who followed Ner'zhul had turned into red skin after hiding in Hellfire Fortress for a period of time, and their ferocity was even worse than before.
Can't be compared
"At that time, we thought this was just a disease caused by the orcs being contaminated by magic energy. Who knew that Illidan had already set a trap, just waiting for these homeless dogs to step in," Danas said, "if our spies hadn't been at the bottom of the fortress
We discovered the magic circle that imprisoned Magtheridon, the King of Outland back then. Maybe we are still kept in the dark now."
"Motheridon?" Jaina frowned slightly, "Looking at this name, could it be that he is another war lord of the Burning Legion?"
Danas nodded: "Yes, he was once the deputy of Mannoroth the Destroyer. He ruled almost the entire Outland before our expeditionary force arrived. Illidan ended his kingship six years ago and imprisoned him in
The base of Hellfire Citadel—as a petri dish for fresh demonic blood."
"To make those red-skinned fel orcs?"
"Yes, and in fact he did a very good job: at least in the past few years, due to our vigorous eradication, the number of these red ghosts has continued to increase. Obviously Magtheridon played a major role in this. I would suggest Illidan
I want to give him a big medal..." Arator finally caught an opportunity to show off his feel-good "humor" in front of the two ladies.
The corner of Jaina's mouth curled up slightly, she glanced at Sophie who looked unhappy next to her, and then said to Danas: "In that case, these guys should be said to be Illidan's subordinates now, but why are they involved with the Burning Legion?"
Woolen cloth?"
"This is something we can't understand..." Danas felt slightly puzzled when he saw that the female mage seemed to have no intention of talking to Arator, but he still explained in detail, "Although the evil orcs were indeed killed by Magtheridon back then.
He was enslaved for a period of time, but after Illidan captured the Temple of Karabor, he immediately changed his family and joined the demon hunter. As outsiders, we really can't figure out what these guys are thinking."
Jaina tapped her forehead with her onion-like jade finger, her eyes suddenly lit up and she said, "Since Magtheridon is now imprisoned under the fortress, it must be those evil orcs who are guarding him?"
"That's it. Is there anything wrong with it?" Danas asked puzzledly.
"It's not inappropriate, but I thought of a very interesting possibility." A smile appeared on Gianna's face, "That is..."
"Boom! Boom!"
Suddenly, a loud sound of cannons came from a distance. Everyone couldn't help but look towards the source of the sound. They saw smoke filling the direction of the Dark Gate a hundred miles away. It was obvious that some fierce battle was taking place.
Danas looked solemnly and shouted loudly to the stunned crowd: "What are you doing standing around stupidly? Where are the scouts and the reconnaissance griffins? Come over here and see what is going on there!"
"Yes, sir!"
After all, the scouts of Glory Castle were experienced. After being stunned for a while, they quickly dispatched and rode griffons to hover over the Dark Portal for reconnaissance. After a while, the specific battle situation was brought to them: It turned out that the Alliance and the Horde had formed a few days ago.
He joined the coalition forces, annihilated all the demons seeping out of the Cursed Land, and passed through the Dark Portal to the Hellfire Peninsula. At this moment, he was at war with the demons.
Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and Danas patted his forehead excitedly: "Haha, after waiting for twenty years, those bastards are finally here! Brothers, copy them for me and go to the Dark Place.
Kick the Burning Legion's ass!"
"Oh!" Everyone in Glory Castle was boiling!
Alliance regular army! This time it is the alliance regular army! Twenty years of waiting will finally end today: since the alliance has sent troops here, it is obvious that they will not give up the unclaimed land of Outland, and this also means glory.
Fort veterans can finally go home!
All the warriors happily mounted their mounts and galloped towards the Dark Portal under the leadership of Danas. Sophie and Jaina, who had not had time to rest, had no choice but to follow them. Fortunately, there were horses to do the walking this time.
Otherwise, these two girls would be really exhausted.
The distance between Glory Castle and the Dark Portal is not long, and the soldiers quickly arrived at the battlefield in front of the Dark Portal.
I saw a mass of demonic armies, rushing endlessly towards the Alliance and Horde armies. Under the stairs of destiny at the Dark Portal, three torrents were converging at one place, fighting fiercely and abnormally.
What surprised the soldiers of Fort Glory was that the number of coalition forces was obviously extremely insufficient at this moment. Most of the troops may still be outside the Dark Portal. It was not possible to transfer all of them to the battlefield at the moment. However, relying on the obviously disadvantaged troops, they were still fighting against the endless demons.
The army fought hard, and the most eye-catching among them were two generals, a man and a woman. Under their feet lay countless demon corpses, and the number was still increasing.
Among them, the female warrior has a beautiful figure, with two pointed ears exposed from her golden hair. She looks like a high elf, but her skin color is slightly different. The gorgeous red leather armor only covers a few areas.
This is a vital part. The two daggers in the hands are like the fangs of evil wolves. Every time they are swung and stabbed, a life will be taken away. While jumping and jumping, the beautiful spring scenery is breathtaking, and countless demons are given up in this rippled buttocks.
life
When they saw another human warrior, Sophie and Jaina couldn't help but their eyes were filled with brilliance: that majestic judgment armor like a god, and the indestructible Great Royal Sword, who else could be there besides Regan?
?
The place where the knight passed was like a land of golden light, and the pure mighty holy power washed away the incoming demon army like a raging wave. Different from the elven assassin's agile but fatal strike tactics, Regan's sword was so powerful that it was a sea of demons being engulfed at every turn.
Howling and burning into ashes, the posture looked like a harvester
"Sister, I haven't seen him for a long time. I didn't expect that bad guy to be so powerful now!" Sophie couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise when she saw Regen effortlessly cut an Abyss Lord in half from head to tail.
The female mage couldn't help but smile and said: "You little fox, if you want your sister to praise you, just say so. Why do you have to beat around the bush? You're really asking for a beating!"
"Hee hee," Sophie laughed evilly and imitated Jaina's voice, "Harder, my knight! Ah, I'm about to die... When we were there before, who screamed louder than me?
Do you want it to be bigger?"
Jaina's face turned red. She looked around and no one noticed her, so she pinched Sophie: "You little scoundrel, you are as dishonest as him. Let's see how I deal with you in the future!"
Sophie stuck out her tongue, then raised her eyes and continued to look at Regan. She saw that with the gradual addition of subsequent armies, the balance of victory was slowly tilting towards the direction of the Alliance and Horde armies, while Regan and the elf assassin
He was so excited that he actually rushed directly into the demons' main formation, killing a bunch of high-level demons like melons and vegetables.
"Brothers, now is the time for us to show our skills!"
Danas saw that the situation had changed for a moment, and he was afraid that he would not be able to catch the soup if he went any slower, so he drew his sword and ordered loudly: "Son of Lothar, charge!"
"charge!"
The Glory Castle cavalry were like tigers descending from the mountain, rushing towards the demon army's front and back. These soldiers took Sir Lothar, the supreme commander of the alliance at that time and the only heir of the Arathi bloodline, as their military title. Not only did they express their loyalty to the alliance, but they also
To highlight their bravery and prowess in fighting
In the decisive battle of the Second War - the Battle of Blackrock Spire, Lothar was defeated by Orgrim Doomhammer, the warchief of the Horde, and Turalyon, who was an adjutant at the time, took over the commander's broken sword.
It is now the reforged Great Royal Sword in Regan's hands, leading the angry warriors to defeat the orcs in one fell swoop, and captured the orc chief Orgrim.
After that, Turalyon and the soldiers who participated in the battle called themselves the Sons of Lothar. The five heroes who performed outstandingly in this battle became representatives of the Sons of Lothar and were the leaders of the Sons of Lothar twenty years ago.
The five leaders who led the expedition into Draenor
On the land of Draenor, the expeditionary force also established many different strongholds, and Fort of Glory was the first place they established. Although the veterans guarding here have been there for many years, they still have deep feelings in their hearts.
The pursuit of glory is no less than that of any young man
The assault of the Glory Castle cavalry is nothing more than worsening the situation for the demons. They were originally unable to cope with the frontal offensive of the Alliance tribes, and under the powerful attack of the Sons of Lothar, they were even more defeated. They were on the verge of being annihilated.
At this moment, a frightening roar suddenly came from the west of the battlefield: "Damn mortals, do you think you can win in this land of the Burning Legion?"
Everyone looked around and saw a demon with huge horns on its head and two fleshy wings like small half city gates appearing on the west hillside. Many aborigines and veterans remembered that that place was where the orcs used to be.
The place to obtain the blood of demons: Throne of Kil'jaeden. And the big demon holding a giant sword in front of you must be the Lord of Doom who opened the portal again: Kazzak
"Face me, mortals, you are destined to die in this foreign land!" The big demon glided down from the hillside and rushed towards the alliance tribe army with irresistible power.