Hearing that the super demon descending was Akmund, one of the three giants of the Burning Legion, after witnessing the terrifying power that destroyed the world, many cowards were so frightened that their legs trembled, and even and urine. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Even the most courageous warriors crossed the sea to this strange land with the idea of fighting to the death.

There is only Duke, and there is only one Duke in the world.

Have the ability and courage to say such a sentence!

"Just an Akmund, I can't help me. ”

Suddenly, Sylvanas smiled.

Smiling brightly, like a spring breeze.

Without it!

Suddenly, I felt that only the man in front of me, who regarded the heroes of the world as nothing, and hundreds of millions of demons as ants, was the great hero in his heart who was worthy of his trust for thousands of years and forever.

Queen Xi felt the urge to hug Duke hard from behind.

She gave up.

If so, then what is the difference between her and those weak women who can only watch their men go to war, but can only desire a child before the battle, and are afraid that this is the widow?

She's Sylvanas!

Queen of Sindore Kingdom!

Valkyrie on the battlefield!

If there is still a glimmer of life in this world, then this glimmer of life must be created by her and Duke themselves.

So in just two or three minutes, she was already standing beside Duke in her uniform.

Duke seemed to stop talking.

Sylvanas's eyes widened, made a seemingly vicious expression, smacked someone fiercely, and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I made a mistake in my estimation, I'll find Liadline for a little treatment later." ”

Duke rubbed his eyebrows.

Most of the alliances have a policy of taking vacations before the war, but it seems that the timing of his war eve is a little worse.

Alas-

Duke's gaze was far away, to the east of the beachhead at Aishara.

As the last unmanned boat anchored offshore for detection purposes capsized and sank, Tulayan finally gave the order: "Ready-"

At first, it was just an inconspicuous blister, and soon the sea seemed to be boiling water, full of bubbles, and finally it was connected together, making a constant gurgling sound.

The first ugly head surfaced.

At the command post, Tulayan clearly saw the monster through a telescope.

"Fish-people?"

Fish-people indeed. Tulayan is no stranger to fishmen, and to this day the alliance has more than 30,000 fish-man troops. They belong to the Fish-Man Prophet Morgor and are directly accountable to King Varian of the Stormwind Kingdom.

In fact, everyone knows that for some reason, the mixed army of fishmen and Naga has always been loyal to Duke alone.

It doesn't matter.

The fish in the horizon is even larger. It doesn't look like a fish-man at all, more like a full-grown hippopotamus.

This is not one, but thousands of fish-people that then surface, all of them like this.

Sharper and more hideous teeth, and ominous scarlet eyes, all told Tulayan that there was something wrong with the vanguard of the Burning Legion.

Soon, the soldiers of the alliance saw the male Naga, who was one size larger. These deep-sea monsters, also with scarlet eyes, drove the fishmen away and began to move towards the shore.

In just a few minutes, they had slowly come ashore from the shallows, and they were less than fifty meters away from reaching the beachhead bunker at the forefront.

"Rocket!" Tulayan's order quickly passed through the most primitive PA to the position below.

The opponent is the Burning Legion, and no one knows if the magic message will fail.

The communication method that was extremely useful in the last battle of the Dark Gate can only be used as a support here. The most primitive communication, the more secure.

A narrow fiery dragon ignited behind the bunkers, and the High Elf rangers had already raised their longbows one after another, and the longbows were supported by flaming arrows.

As the red flag waved down from the towering tower, the silent command made the bowstrings tremble in unison.

The next moment, most of the soldiers on the beachhead saw a fiery red line fly into the sky.

The number of arrows in this batch is so scarce that it can't be called the word 'rain of arrows' at all.

Naturally, there was almost no direct damage from the rocket, but there was hardly a trace of fluctuation in the expression on Tulayan's face, who was watching the battle from a distance.

He was waiting for the follow-up effect, and he could see it right away.

As soon as the rocket touched the seawater, it burst into flames.

Of course, the sea water does not burn, and what is ignited is the oil that has been dumped into the sea in the morning.

For this war, the Alliance spent a lot of money to buy more than a dozen ships of crude oil from goblins who wanted money even for the end of the world.

Oil will float on the surface of the sea, and if it is before Du crosses it, it will undoubtedly be an ecological disaster.

Now, when the oil is ignited, it immediately forms billowing smoke, and because of the unique geography of Al Sarah, there are strong winds blowing from west to east to the sea.

All of a sudden, as long as the fish man and Naga dare to emerge from the water, they are all hit.

Either they were entangled in flames, or they were choked by the smoke and couldn't keep their eyes open.

It is absolutely rare for marine life to be burned by fire.

If these fish-people were ordinary fish-people, they would be so frightened that they would run all over the beach and let out a series of terrible and annoying screams.

However, they didn't seem to feel the flames of their flesh and scales on their bodies, but like madmen, like fireballs that could run, they launched a desperate charge directly at the beachhead bunker.

Thankfully, they didn't have that tenacious vitality, and most of them rushed out of twenty meters and fell to the beach with a scream, becoming corpses convulsing in the flames.

It's just this scene that Tulayan, who was watching the battlefield from a distance, couldn't help but tighten his brows.

Fish-people, in the final analysis, are just cannon fodder-level goods.

This made him almost activate the next batch of traps to become stronger, wouldn't it be to let the Burning Legion play tricks?

Soon, the first wave of tentative attacks ended.

After dumping thousands of corpses on the beach, no new fish-people washed up on the shore.

The sea is still burning, and with the tides, waves of fire crash against the reef or sand of the beach.

Tulayan noticed that the sea was still boiling.

It had nothing to do with the lit oil, it was a large number of fishmen blowing bubbles lurking beneath the water level.

Immediately, a huge figure rose from the sea, making the hearts of every Alliance soldier skip a beat.

They are generally over six meters tall, with somewhat horizontally developed burly figures, green skin that glistens in the firelight, and a huge iron anchor that is more than three meters long on their hands is even more shocking.