Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 383 Broken Beach

On the route to the Broken Islands, a joint fleet composed of the two largest forces in Azeroth, the Alliance and the Horde, is sailing, and their goal is the Broken Islands.

The alliance's sky battleship Breaking the Sky was the flagship of the alliance for this operation. Alsace was dressed in military uniform, holding the warhammer filled with holy light energy. He stood on the front deck, looking solemnly at the sea level, until A dark green evil energy beam rising into the sky.

Varian, on the other hand, was in the command room of the ship, writing something on the table. This was the last note that Varian was going to leave to his son Anduin Wrynn.

Having participated in the Battle of Draenor, he had witnessed with his own eyes the power and terror of the Burning Legion. As he wrote in his suicide note.

"My son, a terrible dark force has returned to our world. It still wants to destroy everything we hold dear, and trying to stop it may cost me my life. I have fought countless battles in my life as a soldier. I have seen many things. The country turned into a sea of ​​fire, and countless heroes died in vain. After losing so much, it is difficult for me to trust other people, but in you, I see patience, tolerance, and trust. Anduin, now I embrace With the same belief as you, peace is the most noble ideal. But if you want to realize your ideal, you must fight for it! For Azeroth!"

After hurriedly writing the last stroke, listening to the war cry of Alsace and the somewhat panicked shouts of the soldiers outside the cabin, and feeling the obvious shaking of the battleship under his feet, Varian hurriedly packed up the suicide note. He quickly rushed to the deck.

All the crew members of the Skybreaker were already in their respective positions, and the artillery created by dwarf engineering had begun to fire at the approaching mephits.

Through the thin clouds high in the sky, Varian could still see Sylvanas and Vol'jin fighting side by side on the Horde battle airship.

"Varian! Stand still!"

The ruined beach is already covered with demons from the Burning Legion.

Suramar is here. Kurtalos Ravencrest still remembers how Suramar, which Azshara personally guarded during the War of the Ancients, was destroyed by the great demon Archimonde; but Suramar in this current time and space is different; the person who controls this city is the great mage Alessandra who tried to fight against Queen Azshara and the First Emperor in the early years.

This kind of dense enemy force has no good solution for both the Alliance and the Horde, which are only equipped with crude automatic weapons. The anti-air firepower is insufficient, far from enough.

In Kutalos's opinion, this Elisandra is indeed very advanced in the study of magic, but she seems stupid in terms of controlling and political management of the current situation.

Soon, battle damage began to appear in the sky. One after another, aerial battleships and combat airships were shot down from the sky by the magic bats and doomsday guards. Fortunately, there was a sea below, even if the ships crashed. It won't cause him to fall to death immediately.

On the other side of the beach battlefield, the tribe's advancement was also extremely difficult.

Kutalos still remembers how the great mage looked like he had seen a ghost when he saw him taking off his helmet, and when he gave the other party the letter written by Queen Azshara, his shocked expression was completely Can't hide it anymore.

Varian had already opened Salamani in his hand and rushed towards the depths of the beach. There were too many demons. In order for the follow-up troops to land smoothly, the coalition forces must rush away on this beach. A landing field.

"Don't rush too fast! Varian!"

Arthas caught up with Varian, and while giving him a king's blessing, he stepped on the offering and waved the Hand of Tyr to fight against the demons of the Burning Legion coming up from all around.

When the Imperial Army's transport shuttle arrived in front of the rising barrier of Suramar City, this stupid woman thought that no one else could see Suramar.

A large number of magic bats attacked the Skybreaker. These crazy demons tried their best to destroy themselves and crash into the alliance's aerial battleship.

Troops from both the Alliance and the Horde suffered heavy casualties during the landing battle.

Arthas looked at the hellfire flying in the distance, and half of his body instantly transformed into an iron vulgar. The hand of Tyr in his hand also became round and hit it, knocking the hellfire away like a baseball. Got out.

The Skybreaker that Arthas and Varian were on was also shot down under such intensive attacks. Until the moment when their bodies fell into the sea, no one gave up their next action.

The battle mages in the imperial army easily unlocked this spell barrier with the help of their portable brains.

The two heavily armored warriors Saurfang and Baine took the lead in the charge. Even so, they could not break through the Burning Legion's defense line. More and more demons poured out from the Broken Islands.

The Wrath Guards, the Doom Guards, the Evil Fire Guards, the Hellfires, as well as the Cerberus and those Void Walkers are innumerable in number.

The shock of this blow was still a bit strong for Varian standing next to him, but the outstanding warrior persisted.

All of this was seen by Kurtalos Ravencrest, who was currently in Suramar. The advance troops of the Imperial Army had already figured out the environment of the Broken Islands and compared it with the environment of ancient Kalimdor. name.

"For Azeroth!"

The Faldorei and Withered ones discovered during the exploration of Suramar City that were deformed by the ancient cataclysm were safely escorted to Yangfan Port by the Imperial Army.

After arriving at Sunsail Port, they will all be sent to their Azeroth, where these poor people will receive the best treatment.

The information that the Azeroth coalition composed of the Alliance and the Horde launched a landing operation was immediately informed to Kutalos. The old marshal inevitably frowned after learning the news.

"It's too reckless! Their choice of landing location is very problematic. The number of demons there far exceeds our ability. Even if the Imperial Army wants to land there, it will have to pay a lot of casualties. This is a trap .”

Kutalos stared at the image sent back in front of him while comparing it with the spell sand table in front of him.

"Oh, then let these lowly guys die, just so they can use up the strength of the Burning Legion."

Alessandra attended this Imperial Army War Council as a magic advisor.

"Alessandra, you are still as shameless as ever! Marshal! We can't just leave those warriors alone."

Salorian Morningseeker, who was wearing an exoskeleton armor of the Imperial Army and was marked with the rank of colonel, sneered at the newly defeated Archmage. He had heard about the War of the Ancients as early as his childhood. The story about Alessandra is the clearest in my memory.

"What did you say?! Kid!"

After hearing Salorian's words, Alessandra's eyes became sharp and she glared at him fiercely.

"Enough! Salorian is right. We cannot arbitrarily destroy any force that can fight against the Burning Legion together. We gather our troops and set off from Suramar. We go around behind the Burning Legion and cut off the connection between them and the Broken Shore. Together with the Alliance and the Horde who are landing and fighting right ahead, we will encircle the Burning Legion's troops on the Broken Shore!"

As Kurtalos spoke, he moved the chess pieces representing the Imperial Army on the sand table toward the road leading to the Tomb of Sargeras behind the Broken Beach.

"Can we eat such a big dumpling?"

Kael'thas attended the meeting with the rank of brigadier general as the Sunstrider family's representative in the war.

"Don't worry, Brigadier Sun Chaser. As long as we can hold this road, this dumpling wrapper won't be broken."

Salorian is confident that he will lead his team to defend this important road.

"Okay, then the troops are ready to go. We must push the front back to the Tomb of Sargeras before Queen Azshara returns!"

Kutalos gave the final order.

After receiving the marshal's order, the Imperial Army officers and soldiers stationed in Sulamane took action under the command of their respective commanders, boarded the troop transport shuttle and headed to the designated battlefield.

The fierce battle on the Broken Beach is still continuing. Small boats carrying soldiers are densely packed all over the shoal. The warships floating on the sea in the distance are still providing some reliable fire cover for the landing troops, but this support is quick. It will also stop with the impact of hellfire falling from the sky. "Quick, quick! Move quickly!"

"Charge forward, charge forward with all your strength! The great chief is fighting hard at the front!"

The soldiers of both the Alliance and the Horde had only one goal left at this moment, rushing to the beach to fight the demons of the Burning Legion.

Because, their leaders are fighting.

"There are too many of them! Varian!"

Arthas waved the Hand of Tyr and defeated the demons that rushed forward one after another, but he still couldn't see the end of the legion's defense line.

"Hold on, our backup is still there!"

Varian jumped off the back of an angry guard who was stabbed to death, and looked at the beach behind him. The troop transport ships covering the entire sea were still transporting troops back and forth.

The same is true for the tribe. With the hard work of several leaders and vanguard troops, a landing site that was not open but relatively safe was opened up, and the tribe's large troops were finally able to join the battlefield.

I originally thought that this tragic situation would get better after the large troops landed, until a fel mecha entered the battlefield.

“This thing must be dismantled!”

Bain looked at the fel mechas wreaking havoc on the plain behind the beach, and looked at Saurfang in the distance and shouted.

"I understand! I'll leave the front line here to you. You guys, follow me!"

Saurfang said and took a few of his personal guards to fight against the evil mecha.

He himself also knew the price it would take to kill such a huge evil mecha. It was very likely that the orc warriors around him would die.

But if this guy is left alone, more people will die!

"Lok Tar ogar! For the tribe!"

Saurfang held his battle ax high and charged at the fel mecha. The well-forged weapon slashed at the iron lump without causing much damage at once.

This requires skill.

The appearance of the evil mecha in front of me seemed to be just a sign. Five more evil mechas of the same model joined the battlefield, and the tribe's offensive seemed to be suppressed.

And at this moment, a shot of Iron Heart came down from the sky and hit the head of the evil mecha. Amidst the violent explosion and smoke, a brown figure fell from the sky. Accompanying this sound was something like A hellish scream.

“Lok Tar ogar!”

Grommash roared angrily, and then used the flames of the Iron Heart explosion as cover, waving the blood roar in his hand and struck the head of the fel mecha as the installation point for the core controller.

He killed the evil mecha with one strike.

"For the glory of the Iron Tribe!"

"Revenge for Draenor!"

Four large troop shuttles arrived at the battlefield, and reinforcements from the Draenor Iron Horde joined the battle. Grommash, Durotan, Blackhand, Kargath, and Kilrogg all joined the battle.

"You are! Grommash!"

Saurfang looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar tall figure walking out of the smoke of the fallen and exploded Fel Mecha, and said with some uncertainty.

"Heh, it seems that you are getting old, Saurfang."

Grommash, who was in his prime, couldn't help but sigh when he looked at Saurfang, whose hair was already graying.

"Father?!"

While fighting, Baine Bloodhoof also met someone he thought he would never see again in his life, Cairn Bloodhoof.

"Bain? Ancestor, you have grown so big here! I can no longer call you a little calf! Haha!"

Kane is wearing an exoskeleton armor specially made for a tauren warrior. He holds a high-frequency vibrating halberd filled with science fiction poles in his hands. The two small cannons on his shoulders that can fire arcane shocks are used as long-range weapons.

He had heard before he came back that the time of Azeroth in this parallel time and space was a few years in the future of the time and space he was in. He had also thought about whether he would see himself in this world and the Bane of this era. .

But Kane never thought that this day would come so quickly.

"Father...I won't let anyone hurt you this time!"

Bain's eyes were moist when he saw the other party again, and at this moment he felt that his whole body was full of strength.

At the same time, on the alliance's position, when Kael'thas personally commanded the ground troops to appear on the battlefield, the phoenix named Ao also appeared in the sky with a soft cry. Flames also poured down from the sky.

"Kael'thas?! Oh, I am really happy to see him at this time."

Arthas noticed the firebird above his head, and the expression on his face changed slightly.

"Are the reinforcements coming? This is great!"

Varian was very happy to see the reinforcements descending from the sky during this fierce battle.

The military strength of the Great Empire of Azeroth is far superior to that of the coalition forces in this parallel time and space. As the siege signal was raised, the officers and soldiers of the Imperial Army knew that it was time to eat dumplings.

Southwest of the Broken Islands, Azshara finally successfully set foot on the Zandalar Islands, and she also boarded the Loa Platform as she wished.

"Aisshara, you seem surprised to see me at this moment."

Lezan's figure appeared here, and it could be heard from his tone that he had known about Azshara for a long time.

(End of this chapter)