Chapter 245: : Attrition and Ogre

Hu Feng and the Burning Legion have temporarily reached a strange alliance, eh. . . To be precise, it was a treacherous act.
As a result, the resistance forces of all parties in the outer area suddenly found that there were fewer demon units in the Burning Legion, and all they had to face was only the small and medium-sized demon army that stepped out of the portal of the nearby Casting Demon Camp. The evil battleship in China is gone.
Terokkar Forest, Shattrath City.
Nauruadal also had some doubts. Why did the Burning Legion suddenly withdraw the Fleet of Fel? According to the characters of these demons, and the projection of Kil'jaeden in person, why can't the legion retreat?
Could it be the cause of that Titan Sarodal? After killing the ancient god, the Titan ran to the flagship of the Burning Legion and did not know what to talk to Kil'jaeden.
However, Adal has no time to think about it now, because Vindicator Yrel has brought the Draenei sent by Velen to Shattrath City, and Adal is busy vacating an area for them and asking them to go Experience after coming to Azeroth.
As for the Burning Legion, of course, they did not retreat. Their main fleet was heading for the Netherstorm area, heading straight for the fleet where Naaru was docked.
It is not known what Adal ’s expression would be after learning that the Storm Fortress fleet was attacked by demons.
Oh yes, Naru has no expression, they are a glowing jigsaw puzzle. . .
Hellfire Peninsula, the night Empire floating island.
"So ... let the fraudster Kil'jaeden take the Burning Legion to help you as this villain?" Turani stared at his lover with a puzzled look.
Hu Feng nodded with a pure face, "Yeah, how can I be such a righteous Titan to do the evil thing of robbing the light corps! When the Burning Corps comes with the battleship, I will stand out with justice, Then defeated them and took the battleship from them. "
Turani nodded numbly: "I see, simply ... it's acting."
Hu Feng now picked up Delaney's soft sister and flew towards the north.
"Oh, they hit them, we hit us, and went to the Throne of Kil'jaeden to see how the fight against the Burning Legion was going."
The throne of Kil'jaeden, where battles are fierce.
The forgotten camps on the periphery no longer send troops to try to break through the defense of the night empire. Kil'jaeden also knows that the surrounded demons cannot be saved, so let them fight hard and pull as many enemies as possible. Let's die together.
The mobile energy cannons of the Dark Frontier Force are blasting on the hillside to the demons below. The demons also fought desperately to fight back.
The two sides have been firing here for several days, and the Crusaders have become tired of it.
So they decided to hang up.
"Waaaaagh!"
On this day, the demons saw a heart-wrenching scene: an endless number of green skin creatures suddenly poured on the surrounding hillsides. They almost reached the bottom by rolling, and then pulled out the raging fire wall behind them towards the demons. After a burst of shots, they finally began to charge against them desperately.
The big warlord stood on the hillside, with a roar of roar in his mouth, and behind him was a row of dozens of portals, with green skin constantly flowing inside.
The big warlord has rarely split now. He is now taking the fine line, and from time to time he splits a group of elite green leather.
These elite greenskins called "heads" will lead a huge greenskin frenzy across the enemy.
In the Icewind Gang area of ​​the Azeroth world, there are dozens of green skins dedicated to splitting and making green skins. They do n’t need to do anything else. The meaning of their lives is to be ready to be produced at the command of the big warlord. More plain green skin.
In short, the battlefield below is like a Shura slaughterhouse, and the demons are killing countless green skins in batches. This severely unequal mass slaughter did not scare and disintegrate the Greenskins. They did not care about the death of their fellow citizens.
As for the night empire. . . It doesn't matter much anymore, after all, a creature like greenskin is used as cannon fodder to consume the number of enemies. Facing the disobedient greenskins, the zealots' zealots were even harder to kill than the demons.
The green-skinned goblins were thrown into the demon army with heavy explosives bound to them, sending out violent explosions. Under the hillside, the bodies of the greenskins have piled up like mountains, and from a distance it looks like a heavily polluted green pond.
The demons are not good, they are just killing their numbers. The greenskins are desperately using ten to one, or even dozens to one, to attack the devil's defense line.
Seeing that the evil artillery of the Burning Legion was completely submerged by the greenskins, the Crusaders immediately launched a general attack.
The Dark Border Guards provided fire support on the hillside, and a large group of Border Guard soldiers followed behind the Crusaders' fanatics, holding various spears and cannons in their hands and firing on the demons.
The artillery soldiers responsible for suppressing the fire of the border guards did not care about the green skin's death and injury at all. As soon as they found that there were many demons gathered, they immediately fired at where they were. So everywhere you can see the savage scene where the demon and the green leather were bombed by the energy cannon.
"These green skins are really pathetic, and they have to withstand attacks from their own people." Turani looked at the green skins side by side with the demons and blasted into the sky with the sun.
Hu Wenyan shook his head.
"Don't treat those green skins with the same treatment and ideas as the people of the Empire. They are cannon fodder, born to consume the enemy."
"And ... the number of them must be strictly controlled, you know that if these greenskins are allowed to develop without restrictions, they only need a few months to fill up every land in the world of Azeroth . "
This is by no means alarmist, at the speed of the splitting and multiplication of greenskins ~ EbookFREE.me ~ If it is not Hu Feng's strict prohibition on the big warlord to continue to split the greenskin, otherwise Bingfenggang would not be able to accommodate this group Geometric times skyrocketing green skin.
The mother greenskins who are now responsible for splitting ordinary greenskin cannon fodder, their splitting speed is only a few hundredths of that of large warlords, which are used for daily consumption.
Even so, greenskins can add up to thousands more each day.
In the Blade's Edge region, countless eyes are also focused here.
More than a dozen giant Magoron in black armor broke into this harsh environment with undisguised killing intentions, all the way to Gruul's lair.
This made the large number of ogres living here extremely puzzled. They were all Gron's subordinates. Now these groups of Gron are going to civil war?
and many more. . . They are Margorons. . .
Is there a giant Magoron in the outer world that has not been degraded?
Headed by Gruul? ? ?
The ogres weren't so clever at all.
At the same time, the army of the new tribe also entered the Blade's Edge Mountains.
They are not here to fight, they are to wait.
There is no suspense to the new tribes regarding the battle of Gruul in the Night Empire and Gruul in the Outland World.
So they immediately produced a series of plans for this: As soon as Gruul in the Outland died, they began to gather ogres.
Coupled with Lexar, a tribe-oriented, mixed presence of orcs and ogres to assist in the gathering plan. So for ogres, a new tribe is inevitable.
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