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It means greater victories, smaller sacrifices.

Those terrifying shadows approached at high speed, swooping down from the clouds at great speed, and their huge bodies carried a terrifying aura.

Before the true face of the attacker could be seen, a fiery breath had fallen from the sky. The turbulent turbulence was full of death's flames, and as soon as it landed on those decoy ballistas, not only did the huge ballistas instantly shatter, but also the surrounding large areas rose into flames.

It was as if a long roar had risen in everyone's heart from the ancient desolation of thousands of years ago, a scream from the distant history of the world of Azeroth, from a chaotic world where there were no human beings.

It is a declaration of a terrifying existence that has been at the top of the food chain of the entire world since eons, the terrifying coercion of higher beings that easily pushes everyone's heart into darkness and destroys every vestige of sanity in their hearts.

Breathing, stagnant with terror.

The heart, because of extreme tension, forgets to relax after contracting into a ball.

Blood, frightened everywhere. Together, the senses such as sight, hearing, taste, and smell all disappear temporarily.

Everyone was blinded, almost forgetting themselves, and falling into a white confusion.

In a hidden stronghold converted from a cave, a blonde figure was equally nervous, and she unconsciously pressed her hand into her erect peak. Soon, however, her delicate face, which had lost its blood, flushed with excitement.

Her gaze followed the huge figures moving at high speed, as if a hunter had locked onto his prey, staring at the scene as if she were afraid of missing a single detail.

It was hundreds of crimson wyverns wreaking havoc on the Riptide Castle positions, flapping its wings and stretching its neck, unleashing the flames of destruction across the land. Their huge golden eyes resembled huge amber balls, and their black vertical pupils carried a kind of coercion peculiar to higher creatures.

She seemed to see their reluctance, their resistance and anger, and for some magical reason they had to obey the command of the vile and crude orc knight on their back.

Dragons are arrogant by nature, and it's hard to imagine that they would allow any creature of their own to ride on their backs. Not to mention the orcs who had already made their names look disgusting.

The situation was a great surprise to her, and in spite of her disgust, and in spite of her long, snake-like neck that was eager to turn around and bite the filthy green skin on her back to death, every dragon obeyed the orc's orders, and not a single dragon broke free from the simply insulting, saddle-like restraints.

What happened to the Red Dragons, who joined forces to defeat the Burning Legion 10,000 years ago?

What makes the arrogant dragon succumb to the tiny orcs?

Is it some mysterious power?

Her curiosity was about to explode.

In the other bunker, a beautiful woman with a more gorgeous and wild face similar to the woman just now had the same question.

However, she looked at the problem from a different angle, and she focused more on the enemy itself. These red dragons look terrifying, but the greatest luck is that there are no real dragons among them.

That's right, the most terrifying existence that has a lifespan of more than a thousand years, really grows up, has a wingspan of more than 10 meters alone, has powerful magical abilities, and has a powerful body that surpasses other young dragons.

Don't look at these red dragons in the sky, they seem to be very powerful, compared to the real dragons, they are far behind. Whether it's magical ability, hand-to-hand combat ability, or intelligence ......

The beautiful woman, of course, is Aurelia Windranger. The moment she received the Horde Transport Fleet's division, she was simply stuffed by Duke with the magic teleportation she hated most.

Aurelia was a little angry about this. That terrible space journey had bumpered her.

Now she knows why.

I also understand why Duke repeatedly told him to just kill the opponent's cavalry itself.

Hell, that kid at Duke definitely knows something.

"Stinky boy, can't you just say it to me? Aurelia spat hard, hating someone a little.

Windrangers have a temperament that jumps out, and as the most mature and stable eldest sister, Aurelia still takes care of the overall situation. Turning his head, he looked at Illusia Barov, who had only been urgently transferred here today.

"Miss Barov, please. ”

Illusia nodded calmly.

Aurelia whistled, and the sound of the wind poured out: "Are you ready?"

In the wind came the echo of Sylvanas, "Who do you think I am?"

That voice is like a proud war horse ready to charge!

"Then ...... Let's go!"

The flames spewed out by the Red Dragon Army were too many and too fierce, and the rolling flames in the entire area were like a sea of fire, and there were more turbulences in the air with blazing golden light descending, making the waves of this sea of fire higher and higher.

At this moment, more than 100 elemental fluctuations attracted the attention of the Red Dragon Army.

A sorcerer of humanity?

In the sky, Zuluhid, the chief of the Dragonthroat Clan, who wielded the largest red dragon, narrowed his eyes. He hovered the red dragon in mid-air under his crotch, trying to find the damn human mages in the sky.

In any case, human mages are rare, and humans can threaten the dragons. Not to mention a formed mage group.

After Orgrim purged the Shadow Council, the tribe did become more united, and there was only one voice left. In contrast, the tribes have become short of legal professionals.

Nearly every Chieftain was asked by Orgrim to prioritize killing the opposing mage.

Zuluhid was disappointed, not to mention the mage, there was not even a single active human being in sight below. The extremely arrogant humans of the past have all become shrunken turtles.

"Hmph!" Zuluhid greeted, and one of his men immediately lowered the Red Dragon mount and swooped into the strait, raising a huge special battle flag.

That's the signal.

The orc transport, which had stalled beyond the range of the catapult, suddenly moved, and the laborers paddled hard to get the transports up again in an attempt to move through the strait faster.

On the other side, at the southern end of the Sador Bridge, a group of orc troops also began to charge. They obviously want to take advantage of the cover of the Red Dragon Legion to kill them as soon as possible and open up this most convenient and fast invasion channel.

The Horde's attack went well, and the sudden appearance of the red dragon suppressed all resistance from the humans until an emerald green arrow appeared. (To be continued.) )