Chapter 280: The Great Retreat of Mount Haigal

When one of the three demon giants that brought despair and disaster, the true body of the polluter Archmond, his huge shadow covered the entire battlefield, the true strength of the Burning Legion finally showed itself in front of the coalition forces.

After an extremely domineering and unrestrained declaration declared his arrival, the polluter scanned the shocked and dull coalition soldiers in the alliance defense line in front of him from a distance, and waved his hand disdainfully. The sky suddenly became dark. First, a scarlet red gradually dyed amber sky, slightly like a sign before destruction. In a moment, the color began to turn into an extremely disgusting dark green.

That is the evil light of the evil flame...

In an instant, the burning meteorites roared through the sky and rushed towards the earth. Hundreds of burning meteors flew to the center of the battlefield. With the aid of violent explosions and violent earthquakes, hundreds of hideous and terrifying hellfires stood up from countless deep pits. The hellfire stood up from the crater, violently and terrifying, ruthlessly and efficiently crushing all living beings, forcing the poor creatures who blocked their way to flee around.

A space rift was torn open in the air near the Prophet Medivh - it was a teleportation array similar to the gate of the darkness, a teleportation array of the terrifying army of the Burning Legion... A terrifying thing rushed out from it impatiently like a sea tide: the winged demon and the confusing succubus, the roaring hellhound and the brutal demon guards, waving the yellow-green magic flames and powerful magic energy, grinning. Brutally destroying everything that encountered...

The huge space rift kept swallowing and spitting, and every minute and every second, hundreds of high-level demons roared and shouted from the teleportation channel, and the obscure and hideous demonic words came to Azeroth, arrogant and desperate to conceal the coalition warriors who regained their fighting spirit from the horror and panic...

"Burning Legion, kill as much as possible! Destroy these mobs! No one can stop the Burning Legion!"

Amid the hustle and bustle and roar of the sky, the cold and tyrannical command of the polluter Archmond resounded throughout the battlefield with endless pressure and desperate horror.

However, when the coalition soldiers saw the huge demons and the army of demons coming like boundless tides, they did not throw down their weapons in despair as the polluters expected. Instead, their passionate morale increased even more! Archmond could almost hear the shouts erupting from human positions:

"Avenge the demons, defend our dignity with blood and life for the sake of our dead comrades, and for the lost honor!"

Under the leadership of generals at all levels, the bear monster and the wild boar warrior roared the war slogans passed down from generation to generation, held the weapons and charged forward fearlessly, intercepted the endless army of demons, and fought with the terrifying and brutal army of demons, even though they used up their last trace of physical strength and shed the last drop of blood... At this moment, the warriors of the two indigenous races were even more brave than the elites of the battle-hardened Seventh Legion!

Because this is Kalimdo, it is their home!

Because this is Mount Haigal, their holy mountain!

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The Night Elf Watcher unit, led by the silver-toothed prison officer Mavi Shadowge, tried his best to pour arrow rain on the demons. Facing the enemy who had fought to the death ten thousand years ago, the Night Elf girls performed even harder and more courageous than many men;

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The dwarf musketeers turned a blind eye to the terrifying demons who rushed in front. Even if the gun bullets they were proud of did not cause any damage to the terrifying and huge burning stone giants, they were still calmly shooting in line to pour rage and hatred on the bullets in the order of Brian's Bronzebeard, sniping the demon captains responsible for commanding the team at a certain point;

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Even the dwarfs who have always been timid and cowardly in the eyes of the world and are well versed in self-protection have shown everyone the madness and dignity in their bones. The dwarf engineers of the mortar brigade almost ignored the doomsday guards that kept circling above their heads, and turned a deafening shouts and killing beside them. They focused on calculating the ballistic trajectory of the cannon's bore and kept correcting the gunners' targets;

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The warriors of the Seventh Legion, whether humans or dwarves, whether warriors or mages, have already been unscathed, and their magic power surges in front of countless allies. They are bayonets with the demon army. No one retreats because of fear, and no one gives up because of despair...

Because they are the most elite alliance soldiers!

The honor poured by countless alliance warriors and martyrs with their blood and lives cannot be defiled!

Unfortunately, even though the coalition warriors fought with bloody battles, their desperate battles were still difficult to resist the invasion of the demon army. Faced with the huge number of elite demons and the personal attack of the polluter Archmond, the warriors' efforts became meaningless in an instant...

Some of the demons as squad leader are at least twice as strong as ordinary demons, and they have already had a preliminary coordination and cooperation with each other. Sometimes, even if they are stabbed into the vital points by the warriors, their tenacious vitality and the brute force in the bones of heaven will even make them desperately hold your weapons and provide other demons with the opportunity to kill. Timely, those seemingly weak succubus also make all the soldiers of the coalition understand that there is absolutely no good person among the demons of the Burning Legion, and every demon is synonymous with cruelty and tyranny...

With the opportunity obtained by other demons, the succubus' charm skills always arrive at the moment of taking advantage of the situation. Even if these charm skills cannot truly charm those warriors with firm minds, no matter how high the mental power or the willpower is, when the charm comes, the warriors' movements will always be slow for a moment. In a slow moment, the magic power of several hellhounds burns, or the demon guarding the cold and cold battle axes will immediately follow.

And the polluter Archmond is synonymous with destruction and death...

With a wave of hands, the blazing flames fell from the sky, the foot collapsed and the earth trembled... In every move, one of the three giants of the Burning Legion was like the warriors of Azeroth who showed what is truly incomparable...

The space rift connected to the twisted void was opened by the demons, and countless hell demons surged out from it with the hellhounds. Every moment, more warriors of the two armies died in battle. The huge demon leader led the unscrupulous Burning Legion, which was destroying the fragile defenses of the coalition forces with a destructive force, steel, city walls, fortresses, and everything was just an obstacle to the road in front of the burning giants.

"Everyone retreats!"

Seeing the situation worsening, facing such a huge gap in strength, the great-magistrate Jaina, who led the troops to support her hard can only give up the base unwillingly and issue a retreat order according to the established plan.

Duke Leorick looked at this once innocent girl, and the resolute female leader commanded the retreat with tears in his eyes. The mage was able to remain calm in such a chaotic situation, which made the coalition forces retreat in an orderly manner to the teleportation point set up by the tribe in the rear. While sighing that the female mage who had watched him grow up, he was able to grow so decisively and excellently, he was also infected by this tragic aura.

It was not that Duke Leorick had never lost a battle, nor that he did not give orders to retreat unwillingly in the face of unfavorable situations. He understood that the tears shed by this resolute woman were not for the dead, but for the living, for the warriors who could still fight with swords or were fighting. They were unwilling to fail, they wanted to take revenge, and they didn't care when their lives ended. This strong belief has always driven humans to take courage against the demons...

The only reason left in Duke Leorick's bloody nature tells him: if the power of all races on the continent is not united, they alone cannot fight such a powerful opponent. For the retreat of the large army, a rear-breaking army must be left, and facing the fierce army of demons... The warriors of the rear-breaking army have only one task that must be completed: sacrifice themselves and buy time for the safe evacuation of the large army...

As an old marshal, the most difficult order should be issued by himself...

"Everyone escapes from the battle and retreats to the intended target!" Duke Leorick held his long sword tightly and ordered firmly: "Stay the Ninth Land War Brigade, join me in blocking the enemy, and buy time for his comrades! For the sake of the alliance, the Holy Light is with us!"

"Yes! For the alliance!" There was no hesitation or fear in the faces of vicissitudes or tenderness, and the loud shouts were full of courage to look at death as if they were home...

The great retreat of the coalition forces began.

And the temporary retreat is to gather all the strength to fight the Burning Legion... to the death!

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The 9th Land Warriors of the Marine Corps, which had more than 10,000 yuan, relied on the defense line that had turned into ruins and their flesh and blood, and persevered for nearly twenty minutes under the crazy impact of the demon army like a tide...

The entire army was killed by the soldiers from the commander to the ranks. As a trump unit who made countless contributions in World War II and participated in countless tragic battles, after this doomed battle, the surviving warriors were no more than ten... Even the middle-level hero Duke Leorick was hit by the polluter Archmond and was completely unconscious and completely lost his combat power... He was rescued from the demon's minions by the soldiers who respected him for his own death.

But no matter how much sacrifice it was, the troops who cut off the rear could resist the impact of the demon army with their own life and flesh and blood, and gain enough time for the large army to evacuate. All of them deserve the praise of their elite soldiers in a hundred battles, and even more worthy of the glory of the alliance!

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The Prophet Medivh stood alone at the end of the team, facing Archmond, a huge demon who kicked over the fortress like a toy. The Guardian Staff emitted a dazzling arcane light in his hands, reminding him of the responsibility he should bear as the last guardian.

"You are brave, mage, can face me alone. What else do you want to do now?" The disgusting laughter of the polluter came from the air. It was a grim laugh accompanied by a sense of natural superiority and the fate of others. It sounded so unnatural and harsh, and it exuded the arrogance and arrogance of being enemies of the entire multiverse from its core: "The troops you rely on have already run away like rats towards Haigar, and they abandoned you! Haha..."

As one of the three giants of the Burning Legion, Archmond's terrifying power will never be imagined or guessed unless it is faced in person.

Even if he is as powerful as Medivh, he is also nervous when facing the polluter. He forcibly control his emotions, and the last guardian tries to keep his voice normal and confident: "We will not lose, demon! It is a mistake to be enemies of all the races on this continent. You will suffer the consequences, and you will see how amazing the power it will be to unite everything!"

After looking at the troops that were gradually disappearing from sight, Medivh himself activated the emergency spell he had prepared last. The white magic light instantly wrapped the prophet and wrapped all the surviving coalition warriors. He endured the brain stinging caused by the overdrawn mental power. The guardian chanted the last syllable of the teleportation spell. With a white light, before the demon could react, he led all the survivors away from the broken base, leaving only the demon's roar of hysteria.

"Hmph!" Archmond, who was as tall as a mountain, let out an angry cold snorted. The sound that resounded through the battlefield was full of anger after being played with, and even made the high-level demons of the Burning Legion tremble: "Usual waste, chase after me!"

"Kill them all and destroy this world! I don't want to see any annoying little bug!"

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"Good, it's Archmond!"

In the tribal camp, the roaring wind of Illidan, covered in the viscous blood of the demon, gathered its wings and landed beside Old Tang, and spoke with a serious expression: "I can feel his evil and powerful soul fluctuations! Tyrannical, arrogant, unscrupulous... Humph!"

The despairingly powerful terrifying pressure of the Polluter, even though it was dozens of miles apart, still made all the soldiers tremble. Old Tang naturally felt the monstrous aura of Archmond...

"The alliance camp is dangerous..." Old Tang, who led the team to strangle the demon army rushing into the defense line, locked his eyebrows tightly together, pondered for a moment and turned around and shouted loudly to Thrall: "Thrall! The devil leader bit the hook, don't be fond of fighting, take the soldiers with you to retreat as planned!"

"Brothers of the tribe, get out of the battle and retreat to the teleportation point!" Thrall, who was sitting above the frost wolf, heard Lao Tang's reminder without any hesitation, raised the destruction hammer high, and used the power of the wind spirit to spread his voice throughout the battlefield. The tribal warriors of all races obeyed orders and quickly drove to the teleportation node set up by the Blood Elf Prince led the Magician Legion to the previous teleportation node...

"Shh~~~~Shh!"

Old Tang whistled loudly, and a moment later, the majestic body of Manjiao appeared beside Old Tang.

He stepped onto Manjiao's back, Old Tang raised the hammer in his hand high and ordered:

"All cavalry units, get closer to me!"

The eyes were flashing with a terrifying cold light, and the roar of the old Tang with a firm face was deafening:

"Follow me and give those arrogant demon scum a little more powerful look!"

"Tell them who is the real master of this world!"

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