Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 375: Landing in Draenor

In the high-altitude orbit of Draenor, the once clean space is now covered with the wreckage of battleships that were destroyed in this battle. Although the three-ship alliance fought bravely and delayed enough time for the ground war, their numbers are still there after all. It was too few. Compared to the huge evil fleet, the number they destroyed was just a drop in the bucket.

The news that the ground shield was broken was like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of everyone fighting here. Arthas proposed to Yavar more than once to let him return to the ground instead of acting like a coward. Just like living on a boat.

This is not only his idea, but also the idea of ​​all the coalition forces from Azeroth on the Seed of Argus.

"It is no longer possible to descend. If you insist on leaving the cabin at this time, you will commit suicide. I know you want to say that even if you land, you will be killed by the demons, but at that time you can at least have a fight with the demons. Rather than die directly in space and die from lack of oxygen."

Artas calmly faced Arthas and Varian, who looked angry in front of him. He hated that these two rude illiterate people just entered the bridge like this.

When Alsace was about to say something more, the starry sky array, already dotted with red warning marks, suddenly emitted a yellow light again, which was a sign that an unknown signal had been discovered.

"A large number of ship jump signals have been detected. The number is four, ten, sixty, incalculable! Captain!"

Nia nervously told Atas the news.

“What do you mean immeasurable?!”

At this moment, Arthas still didn't know what happened and what it meant.

"Maybe a new fleet of demons has arrived. Hmm, how bad can it be?"

Atas's expression finally became unbearable. It seemed that they were really going to fail in this war!

He will remember the price of this failure for the rest of his life. This is a world full of vitality!

"High-energy reaction detected on the rear port side! Shields fully open!"

The crew member in charge of defense on the bridge said loudly.

As soon as they finished speaking, a bright blue torrent that illuminated the battle space flashed past the port side of the Seed of Argus, and then they noticed through the starry sky array that there were more people in the area illuminated by this high-energy beam. No enemy troops responded.

"To all the Holy Light Legions, we are reinforcements from the Empire of Azeroth, and the fleet has arrived! Repeat, we are reinforcements, and the fleet has arrived!"

A full-channel announcement appeared in this space together with Azshara's holographic stereoscopic projection.

"Reinforcements?!"

Milei was stunned. She didn't expect that at this point in the battle, there would be such a support force. According to them, they were from Azeroth!

On the expeditionary force's highest command mothership, the Glory of Azshara, Azshara was standing in the command hall in a luxurious emperor's dress, looking solemnly at the ongoing battle ahead.

The Burning Legion's fel fleet was caught off guard by the sudden entry of the Imperial fleet. They never thought that mortals would have reinforcements of this size.

They never thought that one day, mortals would leave their home planet and fight them to the death in the sea of ​​stars.

"Disperse! Disperse the entire fleet! Disband the orbital bombing formation!"

Kazak looked at the scene in front of him and became even more furious. He was angry because of the stupidity of his soldiers, and he was also angry because of this expedition fleet from Azeroth.

"Azshara! Guys of Azeroth!"

As one of the few nathrezim in this large fleet of evil forces, Anatheron had met Azshara when she invaded Azeroth last time, and had also heard about this female elf's power through eternity. The power of the Well killed Archimonde the Defiler with a single blow.

But he didn't expect that this time, their expedition to Draenor would be blocked by this guy.

"Leave the high-altitude battlefield to Jarod, and we will prepare to lower it for combat."

Azshara looked at the expedition fleet that rushed into the battlefield in assault formation and fought against the Burning Legion's large fleet, and decided to leave the war here to Jarod.

"Your Majesty, I suggest that we wait until we have completely gained control of the orbit before conducting descent operations."

After hearing Azshara's decision, Vashj made suggestions.

"Look at this thing, Vashj; what can you feel in it?"

Azshara did not refute Vashj, but used the current observation equipment to present the image of the Dark Portal in this hall.

"A space gate? Wait, there seems to be the influence of time on this? This is the gate of time and space!"

Vashchi also knows magic, so she can naturally see the true appearance of the Dark Portal through these observation devices.

"Yes, think about it, what is the place opposite that gate of time and space?"

Azshara looked at the holographic image of the Dark Portal and had an ominous premonition.

"I, I don't know. Your Majesty, but no matter where it is, I think it won't have much impact on our current war situation."

Vashchi also had an inexplicable feeling when she looked at the Dark Door. She didn't like this special feeling.

"Your Majesty! A message from the Legion of Light has arrived? Do you want to take it in?"

A female elf warned.

"Get in."

After Azshara finished speaking, the image of the Dark Door in the hall disappeared, replaced by the half-length projection of Atas.

"I salute you, Your Majesty Azshara."

From the moment Atas saw Azshara's projection, he was convinced of the fact that this huge golden fleet was a reinforcement.

The other party's appearance is very similar to that of Chief Dazar. It can be clearly determined that they are of the same race. This reminds them of the promise Dazar gave them before and his repeated emphasis on the power of the Azeroth Empire.

Now that I have witnessed such a golden fleet suddenly entering the battlefield, the tension in my heart for a long time has suddenly been released.

At this moment, Atas really believed that the promises Dasa told him back then were not anti-aircraft guns.

"Hello, brave warriors. I applaud your bravery against the Burning Legion."

Azshara politely expressed her condolences to Artas and the entire Seed of Argus warriors.

"Chief Dazar, we need your help. He has been fighting the Defilers of the Burning Legion for several days in the Tanaan Jungle. We are not sure how long he can hold on." Atas told Azshara something that the other party wanted very much. Know the information.

"I understand. You can come to the mothership for rest and maintenance. Our maintenance personnel can help you with the preparation."

After Azshara finished speaking, she ended her communication with the Seed of Argus.

Because Azshara is already preparing to participate in the ground descent operation.

In the Tanaan Jungle, the battle between Daza and Archimonde continued. The orbital bombing stopped again. At first, Archimonde didn't care. He just thought that the fleet carrying out the bombing mission was once again attacked by three ships. Alliance harassment.

While cursing Kazak's stupidity, he continued to deal with Dasana's relentless attacks.

It wasn't until the wreckage of several evil warships piercing Draenor's atmosphere appeared in the sky above his head that he realized something was wrong.

Before he took the initiative to ask Kazak, he received an urgent report from Kazak.

A large fleet from Azeroth suddenly jumped to join the battle. The Legion's evil fleet was caught off guard by the golden fleet from Azeroth, and entered the first round of fighting. Legion's side More than twenty evil warships were lost.

The ship from Azeroth was unsinkable. The shields of their warships were so thick that they were frighteningly thick. The fel artillery bombardment caused only a few ripples on it, but there was no reaction at all.

The moment Archimonde was distracted was the moment Dasa seized the opportunity.

A golden-red figure appeared in front of Archimonde, and the blazing light blade that lit up in his right hand passed through a strip of light and cut off one of his left arms.

"Damn Dasa!"

Archimonde flashed away at the critical moment. If he had been slower, the right half of his body would have been cut open by the light blade.

"Haha! Hahaha! Archimonde! You have already lost this war!"

Daza looked at the wreckage of the evil warship falling into Draenor's atmosphere like a meteor shower above his head, as well as the other party's sudden loss of consciousness. He already had a guess in his mind.

It seemed that Khadgar's call for help was answered.

"Don't be too happy too soon! Dasa! Do you think this is the full strength of the legion!? Be happy, I will give you a chance to live a little longer. I will be waiting for you in Hellfire Fortress You and your group of mortal bugs are willing to die!"

Archimonde no longer wants to spend time with Daza here. He must return to Hellfire Fortress to re-plan the current overall offensive situation of the Burning Legion.

Dasa was determined to chase him, but no matter how much he chased him as a warrior, he couldn't keep up with the movement speed of a magician.

As Archimonde left, Daza's physical condition seemed to have reached its limit, and he collapsed to the ground.

There is no demon around anymore, and their presence is no longer allowed on the battlefield here. Terok and Yrel, who were previously injured and incapacitated, also successfully evacuated to a relatively safe area under Daza's delay.

Now, there is only a piece of scorched earth, and no life forms exist anymore.

"It's so beautiful."

Dasa collapsed on the ground, looking at the rainbow-colored light beams falling from the sky.

The soldiers of the expeditionary force from Azeroth passed through, and the warships they rode jumped the teleportation array and directly arrived on the ground. The warships powered by Azerite crystals did not have a shortage of energy.

The space battle was under the command of Jarod, and the ground descent battle was personally directed by Azshara.

After quickly establishing a model of the entire Draenor planet through satellite scanning, Azshara chose to support landings at several key locations on the Draenor continent based on the intelligence collected on the battlefield.

These include several large cities where the naaru are based, as well as some key points guarding the pass between various regions of Draenor.

Karabor Temple, with the Holy Light Shield shattered, the demon legions blocked outside the city by the Holy Light Shield roared and roared towards the Karabor defenders' defense line. The number of demons was like a tide, hitting After one wave retreated, another wave immediately ushered in. There were also orbital bombardments in the sky from time to time, always suppressing the counterattack of the defenders in the temple.

Our own side is suffering casualties every moment, and the number of those demons is really endless.

"In the name of the Holy Light! Hold the line of defense!"

The holy light on Akama's body has dimmed, and his unique archbishop's plate armor is now riddled with scars. Even the weapon in his hand can't be remembered how many times he has changed it.

The number of defenders behind him was reduced by almost half compared to before the war started. Because of the reduction in numbers, Akama had to order the defenders to abandon the already unsatisfied outer defense line of Karabor Temple, shrink the battle line and move towards the interior.

Viren told him that reinforcements were on the way, and as long as they could hold on, there was hope.

Akama has always believed in this, and he has been encouraging the soldiers around him to believe in this as well; when the news of the arrival of Adal and Storm Fortress came, he was still very happy, and this news It also greatly improved the morale of the defenders.

At that time, the Holy Light Shield of Karabo Temple had not been broken, but it was unable to land due to the battle in high-altitude orbit. This bad news did not have a great impact on the morale of the defenders at that time.

However, with the shattering of the Holy Light Shield and the increasing casualty rate, the defenders of the entire Karabor Temple were actually in despair. After all, all they could see were demonic sights, and it was already difficult for them to let them down. I believe there are reinforcements.

The reason why everyone has not surrendered yet is because the Burning Legion will not take prisoners.

The fall of the Karabor Temple seems destined, and everyone is destined to die here. Most of the defenders here are the Draenei and the orcs of the Shadowmoon Clan who live in Shadowmoon Valley.

But now, there are not many people who can fight.

Until, the orbital bombardment stopped strangely, and meteors even began to appear in the sky when the wreckage of the evil warship fell into the atmosphere.

And the colorful light pillars falling from the sky like a rainbow bridge.

Stepping out of the light pillar were warriors wearing golden slim armor, holding special light guns, and two shoulder cannons on their shoulders.

These heavily armed reinforcements launched a charge towards the Burning Legion as soon as they landed. Thousands of demons fell under their firepower. The number of demons was indeed large, but in the face of the firepower of the landing imperial army, They still can't get enough.

The same scene is playing out throughout Draenor, and the first phase of Draenor's offensive and defensive battle is about to come to an end.

(End of this chapter)