Chapter 572: The Gate of Darkness (Blood Cow No. 1 Ten Thousand Rewards Plus Update)
The human soldiers cheered, and with the help of the FFF Regiment's flamethrowers, they used their flames to drive the orcs to their deaths on the blood-colored slope a million times more tragic than the Asura Path. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
There, almost every inch of land was subjected to a stormy shelling.
The dwarves hardly had to aim, there was probably a direction, and they could blast the cannonballs out blindfolded, and if a single cannonball could not kill more than thirty orcs, it would be considered unlucky.
After the fight, the three Windranger sisters lost their interest in bending their bows and shooting arrows. The kind of slaughter that was like shooting a fixed target was not a record worth boasting about.
Looking at the orc corpses that covered the entire slope and how many layers were stacked, Aurelia sat down next to Duke and gently flicked her beautiful long blonde hair.
"Now, Duke, is the war going to end after this war?"
Gently embracing the beautiful woman into his arms, Duke's gaze seemed to go beyond the black, scorched earth in front of him, through the crimson Red Ridge Mountain, across the mud-covered swamp of sorrow, and onto the dark door that stood in the Cursed Lands.
"Maybe there are still some guards left at the Dark Gate, but the war is over, ...... for now"
Anyone could hear the faint melancholy in Duke's words, and no one refuted Duke's words. When it comes to the Horde, Duke has the highest say in the entire Alliance.
"I heard in the wind the generals and kings of the alliance say that the Dark Gate must be destroyed. Wen Leisha also sat down and said lightly.
Duke let out a contemptuous chuckle.
"Why, can't you destroy it?" Sylvanas was also interested.
Duke said, "If the two demigods and the drawings of the Demon King are so easily destroyed by mortals, those three guys will be in vain." β
The heyday Guardian Medivan and the demitheric Warlock Gul'dan have teamed up to use Sargeras's blueprints, and you know that it won't be that simple.
It's a headache just to think about it.
At this time, the cheers of a tsunami mountain suddenly sounded nearby.
"Long live the Alliance!"
"Long live Azeroth!"
"We've wonβ"
Duke and the three Windranger sisters realized that the shelling had stopped for a while. There was not a single orc standing upright on the battlefield, and at least a thousand orcs humbly dropped their weapons, crawling on the ground and shivering, begging for mercy in an orc language that the Alliance soldiers did not understand.
But more orcs died.
Perhaps a three-digit number of orcs fled back to Blackstone Fortress. This does not pose a threat. What's more, Muradin* Copperbeard has already begun to lead the elite dwarven chamber guards to enter the Blackstone Fortress for the final sweep.
At this time, Lothar, dressed in civilian clothes, was helped by Tulayan and came to Duke's steam tank. It seemed that his wounds had healed after being treated by the priest with the Holy Light Technique, but the blood that had flowed out was not replenished so quickly.
"Duke, thank you, your armor. Lothar was still weak, but he had the sunniest smile on his face.
Nima, so old and so handsome, should I let you hang up?
complained in his heart that Duke, who had a dark psychology for a short time, would not admit on the surface that he was jealous that Lothar was more handsome than him.
"Uncle Anduin, you're old, don't play charge anymore in the future. That's the work of young people. Duke raised his chin and looked at Tulayan beside Lothar.
Anduin Lothar bared his teeth, and he puffed out the muscles in his right arm: "Even if I have another ten years, I can still win you by breaking my wrists." β
"If I were allowed to infuse the mana of the magic circuit into my arm muscles, you would not be my match even if you were eighteen years old. β
As Duke spoke, Aurelia thoughtlessly remembered her first night, and Duke's animal did just that, and suddenly became a little furious: "Enough, you two wounded, obediently recuperate." The alliance is not impossible without the two of you. β
Duke and Anduin, under the anger of Aurelia, actually shrank their heads at the same time, like two children who have done something wrong.
Everyone around laughed.
Good for a while.
Anduin smiled and said, "We're completely victorious?"
Duke nodded, "Won." The affairs of the Dark Gate can be left to Mograine and Antonidas. β
"What's next for you?"
Duke looked at Terenus Minethil II, who had re-emerged over there, and suddenly sighed: "Although I don't want to say it, another battle that belongs to me has just begun." β
Anduin suddenly understood what Duke was referring to: "The Kingdom of Stormwind will always be your strongest backing. β
"Thank you. β
It doesn't matter if others don't understand their riddle-like conversation, they just need to understand it themselves.
In this battle, the orcs were killed and missing a total of 238,000 people, and apart from the remnants of the Blood Ring Clan of Kilrog*Deadeye, who retreated in advance, almost no formed clans fled.
After a short rest, the pursuing troops were about to set off again.
Originally, Anduin and Duke wanted to give the pursuit to Mograine. To the surprise of the two, all the kings except Terenus voted against Mograini's command.
As a last resort, the two could only partner up again, leading 50,000 elites led by the Silver Hand Knights, Highland Knights and 20,000 dwarves to set off first, and Mograine led the main forces such as the Scarlet Cross Legion, which was three days behind.
It took about a week for the vanguard led by Lothar to follow the retreating army of the tribe through the Red Ridge Mountains, and then reunited with the griffon legions from the Elwyn Forest and Duke's privateers, a total of 120,000 troops marching through the swamps of sorrow further south to this crimson, dry land drained of energy by evil magic.
"Report, we found the target. "News from the scouts.
Following in the footsteps of the scouts, the Confederate army marched as quietly as possible.
A deep rift appeared in front of them, and the valley walls were even taller. In the center of the valley, as the Scout said, stood a huge gate, which was not built into a wall or a building, but stood out of thin air.
Everyone let out an exclamation of amazement when they saw the Dark Gate in its entirety.
The Dark Gate - almost forty meters high and more than thirty meters wide, made of mysterious white and blue stone. The basic structure is just three large rectangular ashlars in the shape of a gate.
Directly above the gate was carved an incomparably large snake with its mouth open to reveal its fierce fangs. On either side of the gate are two huge figures, dressed as mages, but with a huge cross sword in their hands. The faces of the figures are sunk into the hood, and a dark aura lingers over the faces of the sculptures, and bystanders can only see a pair of eyes that gleam inexplicably. (To be continued.) )