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It was an enemy that was so dense that it was like a dark cloud.

The gargoyle was almost free from the constraints of gravity, with the strongest limbs, sharp and dark claws, a demon-like face, and scarlet eyes that glittered with the most eerie fierceness.

A moment ago, the entire wall was still bathed in sunlight, but suddenly the sky was dark.

The Army, which lacks mobility, is full of passivity in the face of a nimble air force at any time. Coupled with various reasons such as range and hit rate, tribal warriors can only be beaten at this time.

Originally, Sal was ready to suffer heavy losses.

Who knows, as the roar of artillery fire in the distance behind him becomes more harsh, Thrall uses his astonishing dynamic vision to spot that the dwarves have replaced the cannonballs with larger red ones.

Not to the ground, but to the sky.

It looks as if fiery red cones are blooming in the sky, breaking through the black haze of death in a unique way.

Each red cannonball is equal to more than a thousand tiny flaming warheads.

They unscrupulously pour their destructive power on everything that flies in the sky.

Thrall saw with his own eyes that a cannonball passed by, and one of the nearest gargoyles was directly beaten into a sieve. The wings, which were as solid and heavy as the stone walls, were full of holes of all sizes, and the skull and chest, which could have been smashed with a sledgehammer, were full of potholes and continuous cracks.

The Hyjal Mountain Road, which limits the flight altitude and area, is definitely the best place for dwarves to get away with this kind of magical cannonball, and if you go down with one shot, let alone thirty or forty gargoyles fall from the sky.

The originally dense and numerous gargoyle group looked like dark clouds, but after several rounds of artillery fire, it suddenly became full of holes.

Many gargoyles have fallen from the sky and are not completely incapacitated. They still drove their burly bodies to climb in the direction of the city walls.

Sal pouted: "Woking!"

"Understood!"

Bands of darkspear trolls poured up at the top of the city, and they stood behind the orc warriors, stretching their arms longer than those of the orcs, and rounding their arms to smash the cobblestones out.

Trolls have a talent in the field of throwing that is far beyond that of orcs.

Stones the size of a kettle drew straight lines in mid-air, striking the gargoyles on the ground. "Crackling!" the sound of stone shattering rang out everywhere.

"Hahahaha!"

"Cool! cool!"

Orcs and minotaurs shouted loudly, even as they held on to the defensive lines on the ramparts. The enemy's miserable situation is their best stimulant.

That's when the alliance came.

A small group of knights found Thrall, who spoke in an awkward orc voice: "Your Excellency, the first line of defense is saturated, and Your Excellency Deputy Commander Tulayan wants you to abandon the first wall for the time being." ”

"Give up! We've just warmed up! There are a lot of great lads behind us, who haven't even touched the enemy. The Minotaur Chief Kane muttered.

Sal looked at the walls that had been blocked by the mountain road, and then at the death passage in front of him, which had been filled with corpses on the wall, and waved his hand to stop Kane: "No, we have lost our position. We still have to defend for a long time, so let's withdraw!"

The knight who gave the order was relieved: "Please ask the newly wounded tribal warriors to withdraw first, and go behind the second line of defense, there will be a special medical team to take care of them." Rest assured, not only the dwarven artillery, but also the Night Elves and Blood Elves sentries and rangers will cover your retreat. ”

"Thank you!" replied Sal humbly.

The herald knight raised a red flag and waved it backwards. Salton felt the artillery fire behind him intensify even more.

Hitting the sky and hitting the ground, the density of artillery fire was at least twice as high as just now. Except for a few accidental injuries, 99% of them hit the side of the Burning Legion.

He nodded in satisfaction and asked his men to cover each other's evacuation.

More than 10,000 tribal warriors were divided into four teams, three of which were evacuated first, and the fourth team remained until the first three teams had entered the two gates of the second line of defense.

At this time, the zombies and ghouls that rushed up were blocked by a rain of arrows with extremely precise and sharp arrows.

Abomination and gargoyles were greeted by the dwarven cannons and muskets.

At the cost of less than a hundred lives, the tribe managed to evacuate.

"Hell, I should have adjusted my shooting to blow up those damn greenskins and undead monsters. Parim scolded.

Brian slapped his head: "You didn't say it earlier!"

Dwarves: "......"

More dwarves, though, looked at a few of the human knights sent by the Alliance's command. The dwarves finally knew what these humans were for. I'm afraid that their dwarves will mess around as soon as their brains are hot!

On the side of the Burning Legion, a heated argument broke out at this point.

The Dreadlord led by Annetheron thinks that it is time to slow down and find a countermeasure: "The Alliance's artillery fire is too sharp. We don't have enough cannon fodder, and the terrain is too narrow, so it's not a good idea to blindly storm it. ”

The Abyss Lord Azgalor sneered and sarcastically: "Annatheron, after coming to this world for a long time, did you even break your brain? The Burning Legion has destroyed countless worlds, and this one will not be an exception. ”

Annetheron's face sank: "This is the only planet where the Burning Legion has failed more than once. Even the owner of Sargeras lost contact here. ”

Now that he talked about their boss, Azgalor couldn't continue: "Since you're so scared, let me take the lead." ”

The Abyss Lord moved his fat, four-legged lower body, lifted his heavy double-tended double-edged greatsword, and laughed away.

Anatheron stared at Azgalo's back and spat out, "Fool! ”

As one of the first high-level demons to enter this world, the Dreadlord has a fuller understanding of the combat power of the mortals of Azeroth.

Before Akmund's arrival, if it weren't for the Lichs solidifying the fortress and condensing the effect of [Protective Cannonballs] with a large-scale magic array, I am afraid that the Scourge Legion would have been completely defeated and beaten under the city of Lordaeron.

If Lordaeron is lost, then the entire continent of Lordaeron will most likely be reinstated, leaving the Burning Legion with no way to attack.

Thankfully, Akmund had arrived.

After a while, seeing Azgalo's huge figure, the human warriors on the second wall looked a little bad.

Mograini spat under the walls: "I thought it was only the tribes who were unlucky...