Chapter 915: Exploratory Offense (Leader Gavemepower)

Hearing the advent of the super demon was Archimonde, one of the three giants of the Burning Legion Commander, after seeing the terrible power of destruction, how many cowardly people scared their legs to tremble, and even the urine flowed.
Even the most courageous warrior is just crossing the sea with the idea of ​​a vow to death, to this strange land.
There is only one Duke in the world.
Have the ability and courage to say such a word!
"A Archimonde, why can't I?"
Suddenly, Sylvanas smiled.
The smile was so bright, like a spring breeze.
Without it!
Suddenly felt that only the man who saw the heroes in the world as nothing and the billions of demons like ants was the hero in his heart who deserves to be entrusted for thousands of years, and forever.
Queen Greek had the urge to hug Duke from behind.
She gave up.
If so, what is the difference between a weak woman who can only look at herself on the battlefield, but only craves a child before the war, and is afraid that this is a dead woman?
She is Sylvanas!
Queen of the Sin'dorei Kingdom!
Valkyrie on the battlefield!
If there is still a vitality in this world, then this vitality must have been created by her hands with Duke.
So in just two or three minutes, she had stood next to Duke in an outfit.
Duke seemed to stop talking.
Sylvanas stared, and made a seemingly fierce expression, took a stab at Du Mou severely, gritted her teeth and said: "Well, I guess I made a mistake, I will find Liadelin a little later Under treatment. "
Duke rubbed his eyebrows.
Most of the league has a pre-combat holiday policy, but he seems to have a bad time on the eve of the pre-combat.
Ugh
Duke's gaze was distant, to the east of Azshara's beachhead.
With the last unmanned boat anchored offshore and used for detection sinking, Turalyon finally ordered: "Ready"
At first it was just an inconspicuous blister, and soon the sea seemed to be boiled with boiling water. There were billowing bubbles everywhere, and finally it became a piece, making a cooing noise.
The first ugly head surfaced.
At the command post, Turalyon clearly saw the monster with a telescope.
"Mermaid?"
It is indeed a fisherman. Turalyon is no stranger to Murlocs, and today there are more than 30,000 Murlocs in the league. They belonged to the Murloc Prophet Mogor and reported directly to Varian, King of Stormwind.
In fact, everyone knows, for some reason, that legion of fishmen and Naga has always been loyal to Duke.
It does not matter.
This fish is even bigger in sight. It's not like a fishman at all, it's more like an adult hippo.
This is not one, but the tens of thousands of mermaids who have subsequently surfaced, all of them ghost-like.
The sharper and sweeter teeth, and the scarlet eyes with an ominous smell, all told Turalyon that there was something wrong with the Burning Legion's vanguard.
Soon, the soldiers of the Alliance saw a male Naga one size bigger. These same scarlet-eyed deep-sea monsters drove the mermaid and started moving ashore.
In just a few minutes, they have slowly landed from the shallows, and it seems that there are less than 50 meters to reach the forefront of the beachhead bunker.
"Rocket!" Turalyon's order quickly passed through the most primitive loudspeaker to the position below.
The opponent is the Burning Legion, and no one knows whether magic messaging will fail.
The extremely useful communication method in the last Dark Gate battle can only be used as an auxiliary here. The most primitive communication is more secure.
A narrow fire dragon ignited behind the bunker group, and the high elven rangers had already raised their long bows at this moment, with long burning arrows on their bows.
With the red command flag waving from the towering arrow tower, this silent command trembled the bow strings.
The next moment, most of the soldiers on the beach saw a flaming line flying into the sky.
The number of arrows is so scarce that it is not called "arrow rain" at all.
Naturally, there were almost no direct injuries caused by the rocket, but there was almost no fluctuation in the expression on Turalyon's face watching from a distance.
He waited for the follow-up effect and could immediately see it.
The rocket burned as soon as it touched the sea.
Of course, the sea water would not burn, and it was the oil that had been dumped into the sea early.
For this battle, the Alliance paid a large price to buy more than a dozen ships of crude oil from goblin who would pay for even the end of the world.
Oil will float on the surface of the sea, if there is an ecological disaster before Dumiao crosses it.
Now, once the oil is ignited, thick smoke will form immediately, and because of the unique geographical environment here, there is a strong wind blowing from west to east to the sea.
All of a sudden, as long as the mermaid and the naga who dared to reveal the water were successful.
Either he was entangled in flames, or he couldn't open his eyes with the smoke.
It is absolutely rare for marine life to be burned.
If these mermaids were ordinary mermaids, they would inevitably scare the beaches and make screams of tragic and annoying screams.
It seems that they can't feel the flames burning their flesh and scales on their bodies. Instead, they are like madmen, like fireballs that can run away, and directly launch a desperate charge on the beachhead bunker.
Fortunately, they do not have such a tenacious vitality. Most of them rushed for more than 20 meters and groaned on the beach, becoming a dead body that kept twitching in flames.
Only this scene made Turalyon, who was watching the battlefield in the distance, couldn't help but frowned.
Murloc, in the final analysis, is only a cannon fodder.
All this made him almost use the next batch of traps to be stronger, wouldn't he let the Burning Legion play the flowers?
Soon, the first wave of tentative attacks was over.
After thousands of corpses were left on the beach, no new mermaid rushed to the coast.
The sea is still burning. With the tide, waves of fire are slamming on the beach reef or sand.
Turalyon noticed that the sea was still boiling.
It had nothing to do with the ignited oil, it was a large group of mermaids lurking under the water level blowing bubbles.
Immediately, the huge figure rising from the sea made every league soldier's heart beat.
They generally have a height of more than six meters, a bit of a burly figure that develops horizontally, green skin shining in the fire, and a huge iron anchor with a length of more than three meters is even more shocking.