Ranger King of Azeroth

Chapter 387 Justice from Heaven (500 monthly tickets plus updates)

"Well!"

Kane let out a muffled grunt when he used his giant ax to parry Azgalor's double-headed giant spear. The fierce strength of the abyss lord made even the strong tauren chieftain feel overwhelmed.

Seeing this, Ulan hurriedly waved the spear in his hand to temporarily repel Azgalor's attack, and the healing spells of Magatha and Hamuul fell on Kane immediately.

"Bah!"

Kane spit out a mouthful of **** spit. The blow just now obviously caused him some internal injuries, but it was not enough to make him lose his fighting power.

Naig and Barre also returned to the front of them aggrieved. Their attacks were directly ignored by Azgalo. In fact, the two of them really failed to cause any decent damage to the abyss lord.

Naig smacked his lips unwillingly, "I didn't realize how small my own strength is until now. It's a pity that I proclaimed myself the most skilled fighter in the Gaoling tribe before. Thinking about it makes people blush."

Barley also sighed sadly and said, "It seems that the two of us are a little behind the times. Maybe we should focus more on cultivating the younger generation when we go back this time."

Jie'er, the youngest among the chiefs, interjected, "Then we must be able to go back alive. Let's find a way to get through this difficulty first."

During the period of time when Kane went to attack on the top of Ulan, he finally temporarily suppressed the injury under the continuous treatment of Hamuul. He said to his old friend with a wry smile, "If it weren't for the full set of high-end enchanted weapons produced by the high elves, I'm afraid Ulan and I can't hold on anymore, the Burning Legion is really as terrifying as it is recorded in the records."

Hamuul applied the rejuvenation and healing spells on Ulan with a serious face, while trying his best to use the hurricane and root winding to delay Azgalor's actions.

"If it was so easy to deal with, so many people would not have been sacrificed in the War of the Ancients. It is a blessing in misfortune to only have this number of demons this time."

In the War of the Ancients, due to the infinite energy provided by the Well of Eternity, the Burning Legion could continuously summon demons from the Twisting Nether. This time, the Battle of Hyjal was easier than it was 10,000 years ago.

Magasa heard that the two of them still had time to chat, turned around and shouted angrily, "You still have time to be lazy here, and you can go up to the top as soon as you recover. Ulan can't last long alone!"

Kane took the time to look at the situation on the battlefield. As the furbolgs were suppressed, the situation on the front line became more and more critical, but the support from the Dragon Clan had just arrived, and allowing them to attack consecutively in a short period of time would undoubtedly consume the original third line. The combat effectiveness of the defense line.

'I hope the rear can see the situation clearly and send reinforcements in time...'

Kane drew the giant ax from the ground again, summoned all the anger in his body to launch a heroic jump, and used the weight of the tauren to launch a surprise attack on Azgalor who was attacking Ulan.

Varian, Antonidas and others on the other battlefield also noticed the current unfavorable situation, but they couldn't draw their hands to help except to speed up the offensive in their hands and kill Kazloga as soon as possible.

While everyone was anxious, a strange sound from high above suddenly attracted the attention of many people.

Bolvar, who was commanding the army, looked up. The sunlight in the clear sky made him squint his eyes slightly, and when he saw the object above his head, he suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"Isn't this the airship of the high elves? What can a manned spaceship have..."

Before he finished his sentence, the secondary guns that were originally stored in the cabin of the Lieyang protruded from the hull, and the black muzzle made Boval immediately withdraw the second half of his sentence.

In the bridge of Lieyang, Lianda is wearing the captain's uniform provided by Charlemagne. The basic style is based on the uniform of a neutral country with a three-ship alliance.

At this moment, Lianda was ordering skillfully to the officers on the bridge, "Adjust the angle of the hull, aim at the middle army of the Burning Legion, don't hit friendly troops, fire!"

"Boom! Boom!"

Following the continuous shelling, the Burning Legion, which was originally confused below, was suddenly bombarded by the 203mm secondary battery of the Lieyang.

Different from the artillery used by Kul Tiras, the magic cannon does not need to be reloaded until the energy provided by the arcane core is emptied, and it can fire continuously as long as it does not explode the chamber.

The devil's central army, which was standing behind waiting to be put into the battlefield, was unlucky. The continuous shelling made their originally neat army formation suddenly crumbling.

The heavy cruiser caliber-level magic cannons are equally lethal to these rough-skinned and thick-skinned demons. The three Windrunner sisters standing on the back deck waiting to parachute can even see some flying stumps and broken arms.

Vereesa couldn't help frowning. Although she was considered battle-hardened, it was the first time she had seen this kind of enemy formation covered by artillery fire. The **** scene made her feel a little uncomfortable instinctively.

Alleria saw what the little girl was thinking, and patted her on the shoulder to comfort her, "I know what you're thinking, but those who died are our enemies, an invasion that wants to destroy Azeroth." Or, you don’t need to have unnecessary sympathy for them, if you can use effective weapons to kill them, you can reduce our battle damage, which is the purpose of Charlemagne.”

Cirvanas looked at the scene of blood and flesh flying below, but there was no obstacle, and instead showed an excited expression.

"Oli is right. The Burning Legion is not a pity to die. Which do you think is better, their death or the death of our compatriots?"

Vereesa, who had no opinion, was finally relieved after hearing the persuasion of her two sisters. She tightened the straps of the skydiving bag on her shoulders and said, "I see! Then let's go down to provide support to our allies. Kane and the others seem to be fighting It's tough."

Alleria and Cirvanas both looked back at the chaotic center of the Burning Legion. The two looked at the surrounding airspace. After receiving the order from the rear, the Griffin Riders had temporarily cleared the nearby Doomsday Guard and Felbat, now is the best time to skydive.

Alleria turned her head solemnly and said to the two younger sisters, "Although I have tried skydiving many times before, you still have to be careful. Take out your weapons immediately after opening the parachute, so as not to be shot down by enemy air units."

"I see, if anyone falls to his death, don't say that he is the daughter of the Windrunner family, that would be too embarrassing."

"Second Sister! Don't say such unlucky words, if you really fall, it must be because of your crow's mouth!"

Alleria finally looked at the two younger sisters who were still thinking about bickering and smiled slightly. She walked to the parachute on the back deck to avoid the propeller and made a farewell gesture to the two, and then the first Jumped out of the ship.

Sirvanas and Vereesa glanced at each other, the second lady shrugged, and followed Alleria in the second jump.

Vereesa walked to the gap, looked at the two older sisters who were falling at a high speed, and pouted uncomfortably, "That's why it's not good to be a younger sister, everything is my last..."

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