Menethil's Power

Chapter 145 The Day of the Dragon ([-])

Neklus subconsciously pinched the cloth bag containing the golden disc. The longer he held it, the more he hated this thing that contained huge evil energy, but he couldn't deny that this thing was the object of the entire Dragonmaw clan. the source of survival.

The orcs were a little uneasy. After the little red dragon's ridiculous rescue, the Dragonmaw clan's stable time was over. It seemed that the focus of the world was temporarily concentrated on the fortress of Grim Batol. Undercurrents surged, but The surface is still calm and peaceful.

Nekros felt that he was being targeted by something. His intuition had always been very accurate, otherwise he would not have survived the war, and he was lucky enough to have a part of the power of the Dragon Soul.There is no news from the coastal garrison these days, not even a daily security report, and there is still no news of the batch of food that Dunwald was supposed to deliver three days ago.

This made the upper echelons of the Dragonmaw Clan who knew the exact news feel as if there was a big stone in their hearts. After careful consideration, they sent a whole team of eight dragoons out to carry out the investigation. Retreat, and bring the news back to Dragonmaw Hold.

As it should be.

"You are fearful, doubtful, and worried about your future." A tired but dignified voice suddenly came from behind Nekros. Yong Rong, "Give up, mortal, this is your last chance..."

Her words stopped abruptly, and the Red Dragon Queen groaned in pain, the huge dragon body trembling violently because of the pain from the bone marrow.The expressionless Nekros withdrew the dragon soul, "Shut up, lizard, it's not your turn to teach." The orc said coldly.

He walked out of the huge cave where the Red Dragon Queen was imprisoned, but suddenly found that there was a commotion at the gate of the fortress. Nekros was keenly aware of what was happening, and he walked over without hesitation. Although he was missing a leg, he His strong physique did not affect his speed too much.

He separated the crowded thin crowd, and then saw an orc held up by two guards. This was a stupid-looking guy with deformed fangs, and his body was much thinner than ordinary orcs. Obviously this It is a hard worker, lacking in intelligence, so it can only do heavy physical labor that does not require any mental power.

"This is a farmer in Dunwald who is in charge of planting. He has brought extremely bad news, Necros." One of the guards said, and at the same time shook the guy who was terrified at the first sight, motioning for him to come again. Repeat your own words one at a time.

The orc farmer's eyes were wide open, and Nekros could see boundless panic from those straight pupils, "Fire! Human! Dwarf!" He broke free from the guard's control, dancing and shouting loudly.

This once again caused an uproar among a kind of orc.

Nekros asked repeatedly, but the stupid farmer kept repeating these words, "Dunwald is destroyed." Neklus finally gave up the conversation with the farmer, and he said with a heavy heart: " The alliance attacked us, and it was a devastating attack, leaving almost no survivors. Fortunately, this lucky idiot knew to report back, otherwise we would still know nothing about it."

Having said that, Nekros still hesitated. Is this a precise attack by the Alliance to weaken the Dragonmaw clan, or is it a prelude to a large-scale attack?This is related to the next choice of the clan.

However, this doubt soon disappeared. There was a roar of a dragon in the sky, and the three red behemoths flew crookedly back to the landing platform. Nekros, who had excellent eyesight, could see their faces covered with lacerations and scorched black marks. The body, and the empty saddle.

Forefathers, this is a full squad of dragoons!It can easily destroy the army of a human legion!It was just a simple investigation mission, but only three beasts came back?
Necrus knew that something was going wrong.The instant destruction of Dunwald and the lack of hesitation in taking this team is enough to prove that the Alliance has organized a large army, and may even occupy all the land in Grim Batol except Dragonmaw Fortress, and all of this It is in the case of the ignorance of the clan.

Neklus turned around and left at a faster speed than when he came. The hardwood prosthesis quickly knocked against the hard stone floor, making a dull sound. The orcs consciously stepped aside and watched with awe This stern-faced leader,
Nekros walked quickly. He knew who he should go to now. Although Dragonmaw Chief Zuluhed was old and had entrusted most of the affairs to Nekros, he still didn't let him go. At that time, the old shaman still had to contribute to the clan, and his vision technique might be the only way for the Dragonmaw clan to obtain outside information.
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More than ten kilometers away, on the banks of the Faral River.

"Ah!" Isaacs sneezed loudly. It is almost impossible for a lord-level paladin to catch a cold. The young prince rubbed his nose. Could it be that a beautiful woman suddenly muttered Remember yourself?
He never imagined that he was now engaged to be married, and the matchmaker was his cousin, His Excellency Prestor. This might be the first time in the history of Azeroth.

"It's really hard to imagine, Isaacs, so far your whimsical plan has succeeded, and now I'm starting to suspect that you are actually the illegitimate child of Lady Luck, otherwise why does she always stand by your side?" A deliberately drawn-out voice sounded behind him.

"There is no such thing as the so-called goddess of luck, Derek, there are only perfect targeting of the enemy's weaknesses and outstanding tactical execution." Isaacs turned and said solemnly,

"Hey, are you still planning to engrave this sentence on the bottom of your feet?" Derek said teasingly. Generally, famous generals have their famous sayings on the base of their sculptures.After saying this joke with a touch of flattery, Derek suddenly showed a look of curiosity, "What you should do now is to surround Grim Batol, but don't you think this encirclement is too big? "

The straight-line distance from here to Grim Batol Fortress is fifteen kilometers, and from the surrounding South Sea pirates who are busy building fortifications, Isaacs intends to use this place as a stronghold.

"The reason for the siege tactics is that the cost of a strong attack is too high, and the purpose is to cut off the opponent's resource supply and prevent the enemy from escaping. As far as the current situation is concerned, Dunwald has been captured, so Dragonmaw Fortress is an isolated city. Now No force in Azeroth dares to provide resources to the orcs, and as for preventing them from escaping, to be honest, I am really afraid that these orcs will swore to live and die with Grim Batol."

Isaacs narrowed his eyes, "We have to give the orcs some room to survive."

The ultimate goal of this war is to rescue the Red Dragon Queen. The Dragonmaw clan will inevitably bring the red dragon's production tools with them when they evacuate. As long as they leave the Grim Batol Fortress, the difficulty of rescue will be reduced linearly.

Derek pondered for a while, and finally nodded, "You are right, this is indeed the most suitable distance. If the distance is too close, the orcs will find out the actual combat effectiveness of these pirates as long as they have even a large-scale confrontation. It is equivalent to the kobolds, but if the distance is kept at more than ten kilometers, any offensive intentions of the orcs will be discovered by us in advance, and their dragoons will inevitably be out of touch with the infantry to a certain extent, which will be very convenient for us to counterattack."

"Very good!" Isaacs snapped his fingers, full of a sense of admiration from the seniors for the smart juniors, and Derek rolled his eyes angrily, "But our paper talk is almost over, because the Dragonmaw Clan has started to act. "He gestured to the mountain fortress in the west,
Derek looked along his line of sight, and sure enough, he saw one after another of red dragons soaring from Dragonmaw Fortress, and soon formed a cloud over the fortress. The number of dragoons has remained at more than sixty, which is enough to prove that the Red Dragon Queen is the strongest fertility of the entire dragon race.

After they were all lifted into the air, the dragoons rushed over aggressively. Derek observed carefully for a while, then turned around and said with certainty: "They didn't send infantry."

Isaacs sneered, "It seems that the orcs are not fearless, and they only dare to make tentative attacks when they are beaten at the door." He turned around and shouted loudly: "Falstad! It's your turn to play ! Play momentum!"

"Coming! Boys! Take off!" He was answered with an excited seal, followed by hissing one after another, and one after another big birds pierced through the dense canopy and appeared in the air. Red dragons are much more agile, and taking off is not a difficult task for them.Led by their leader, Falstad, the Wildhammer dwarves faced the flying dragons without hesitation.

Since the Second War, the confrontation between griffins and dragons has become the main theme of air battles in the eastern kingdom. Dragon roars and griffins neigh in symphony, scales and feathers are scattered, and the ground troops of the alliance use long-range weapons as much as possible to provide support. But the only ones that can really have a limited effect are the dozens of percussion stone muskets of the Dragon Hunter Association.

Melee combat in air combat is far more tragic than ground combat. Mounts are constantly being lifted and dropped. Although the human soldiers on the ground can't help much, they play their due role very smartly. Whenever something falls When they come down, they will gather together spontaneously, and decide whether to make up the knife or send them to the chaplain for first aid according to whether they are reptiles or not.

Supreme Commander Isaacs and Derek have been watching the battle on the ground. As melee professionals, they really can't help. Isaacs suddenly sighed, "I feel a little ashamed. Among them, these Wildhammer dwarves are the only ones who fight purely for the glory and safety of the Eastern Kingdoms, and it is they who bear the hardest battles and the heaviest casualties."

This is an encounter without any body method, and in order to avoid exposing our reality, Isaacs asked Falstad not to back down in the slightest, and the dwarf did not have the slightest objection to this order, and he did it. A promise to step back.

This is really admirable.Derek was dumbfounded and didn't know how to answer, after all, he only helped by taking advantage of it.

Day and night alternated, and nearly two days passed quickly. The Dragonmaw clan showed extreme madness. Within 48 hours, they launched six attacks. In such a high-intensity battle, Falstad Nearly one-third of the Griffin Knights brought in were casualties, and the number of dragoons dropped sharply to half. In several attacks, the Dragonmaw clan tried to send out infantry, but they were defeated by Punishers and Immortals. Under the heavy firepower of the Lord, it was impossible to approach the main human formation, so they retreated hastily.

When the dragoons launched their seventh attack, Isaacs said, "It's almost there, the mouse should have come out of its hole, Valeera, let your little friends know, we're leaving immediately." area said.

However, a faint human figure suddenly appeared on the other side of him, and the female elf showed her true position in this way.

Isaacs turned his head without changing his expression, showing no sign of embarrassment. "Go," he urged.

There seemed to be a chuckle, and then there was no trace, obviously the elf female thief had left.

"I don't quite understand, Isaacs." Derek frowned, "How did you determine that the Dragonmaw clan will evacuate Grim Batol at this time?"

"Didn't you notice that our line will advance slowly between the attacks of the dragoons? Now it has almost reached the furthest range of the Punisher." Isaacs explained: "I let Obno in the previous battle The Punisher's data was deliberately exposed, but the Dragonmaw Clan did not take targeted measures, not even an order to let the Dragoons carry out a concentrated fire attack. Obviously they thought they did not need to consider this threat, so the only possibility was They will evacuate at this time. '

Before Dre could answer, Isaacs said as if talking to himself: "But it's really not safe, I can't be 100% sure, but I have to lead the team to ambush, how about it, Derek, You are in charge of the command here, and I approve you to use fission bombs, one every two hours, until all are exhausted."

Derek is a little speechless, Tu Lao Cai is indeed Tu Lao Cai, this kind of strategic weapon with an astonishing price is used as it is said to be used, if he remembers correctly, only four of this terrible warhead have been produced so far. One was used to bombard Dragonmaw Port, and if the remaining three were used here, the mountain of Dragonmaw Fortress would be directly blasted off. The determination to hold on is bound to crumble like the rocks that make up the fortress. "

Flawless plan.

"Understood," nodded Derek, who had figured it out, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. Men are born with a soft spot for powerful weapons. The Battle of Dragonmaw Port made Derek completely rotten by this weapon and became huge. Since someone is willing to spend money to let him set off fireworks, why not do it?

"I leave it to you." Isaacs nodded, turned around and walked towards the direction Valeera left. As he kept moving forward, the young prince subconsciously turned his ring, and there were two pieces made by Ronin. A vital magic item brought back from Dalaran.

There was a problem with the teleportation technique of the young mage in the end, and he teleported himself to the Naga territory in the southeast of the Broken Group. He was almost unlucky enough to be robbed of his mind by a faceless man. Fortunately, there was no danger in the end, but his soul was traumatized Luo Ning can only miss this historical event that should have been the protagonist,

But it doesn't matter, the courier doesn't matter, as long as the goods are delivered.A smile appeared on the corner of Isaacs' mouth, and he felt his heart quivering with excitement. He was about to face Deathwing again, but this time he would not only feel helpless fear.

The show is about to begin.

(End of this chapter)