King Varian's death had a tremendous impact, shocking everyone present.
Sylvanas, Khadgar, Prophet Velen, the Orcs chieftains of Draenor, and the Alliance generals all knew very well that heroic battles would only bring sacrifices and would have no effect whatsoever.
But the Savior "Illidan" insisted on this, and since he held the power of life and death over everyone, no one dared to oppose him.
The Pride Sylvanas, the wise Prophet Velen, the Justice Khadgar, and the savage Orcs chieftains trembled in fear before the majesty of their Savior, like obedient kittens and puppies, not daring to utter a single word.
Aman'Thul said fiercely, "Azeroth is at a critical juncture of life and death. We must sacrifice ourselves for this cause. Do not hesitate to give your lives. The Tomb of Sargeras is the Burning Legion's stronghold, a bulwark of Evil. To save Azeroth, I have decided to deploy a supervisory force."
Upon hearing this, Sylvanas was secretly alarmed.
Now that the Alliance and the Horde are fighting together, all we need to do is use opposing factions to oversee the battle. For example, Alliance soldiers fight at the front while Horde soldiers oversee the battle from the rear. Anyone who retreats will be killed without mercy. This will be very effective.
"Starting tomorrow, the Alliance and the Horde will take turns fighting, while the other side will oversee the battle from the rear, until all are killed in action, for the sake of Azeroth." Aman'Thul gave the order.
The Battle of the Broken Shore has been the subject of countless debates and praises throughout history.
Sylvanas's unilateral withdrawal without informing the Alliance has sparked various controversies regarding its correctness.
King Varian's heroic death became a model for Azeroth, moving countless people, while the valiant fighting of the Horde leaders inspired countless future generations.
However, only the Veterans who actually participated in this brutal war know the truth, but unfortunately they cannot speak out, and the truth they know cannot be told to the world.
The so-called research by scholars, experts, and historians is nothing more than fabricating stories according to the rulers' intentions.
The next day, the Demons of the Tomb of Sargeras were astonished to find a large group of the Alliance soldiers Charge towards the Tomb of Sargeras. This fierce courage shocked the Demons, who unleashed countless Demons flames and summoned numerous Void Demons to slaughter the poor soldiers in various cruel ways.
Strangely, these soldiers refused to retreat. Their bodies were charred, Flames burned on them, and half of their bodies had been bitten off by Demons, yet they still stubbornly charged forward, raising their swords high and roaring repeatedly. Unfortunately, they didn't even get a clear look at the Demons' faces before they fell miserably to the ground.
A large contingent of the Alliance soldiers was completely wiped out in less than fifteen minutes, with thousands of soldiers dying in front of the Tomb of Sargeras. Then it was the Horde's turn to launch an attack.
The combined forces of the Iron Horde's Orcs, Fel Elves, and Forsaken charged forward under a rain of fire, using their own flesh and blood to fight against powerful Demons magic. Although it was to no avail, they still refused to retreat.
The Alliance and the Horde took turns attacking, a campaign that lasted all day. Tens of thousands of brave soldiers perished at the Tomb of Sargeras. The Demons of the Tomb of Sargeras were stunned; they could not understand the meaning of such sacrifice.
After a full day of fighting, the Demons of the Tomb of Sargeras had only expended a portion of their mana, which was nothing to them; those who died were merely grunts summoned from the Void.
As night fell, everyone witnessed the pointless sacrifice of tens of thousands of soldiers. Finally, one human general could no longer stand it and led his remaining troops into the Savior's room, demanding an explanation.
This general was originally an unruly Pirate leader who entered the Tomb of Sargeras to make a name for himself, but he never expected to encounter such a bizarre war.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to quell the rebellion, the Savior "Illidan" demonstrated the power of his domain to the Alliance and the Horde. Under the cover of his domain, he executed generals and soldiers who dared to resist in the blink of an eye. For the merciful Savior, death was a luxury. The Pirate general's screams lasted all night.
But this betrayal gave Antonidas an opportunity; he saw through the scheme and secretly reported it to Sylvanas:
"Illidan's domain power originates from that mysterious pyramid. I suspect there must be some kind of ingenious magical device inside. If we destroy it, his domain power will be rendered ineffective."
Upon hearing this, Sylvanas felt a glimmer of hope and immediately sent people to investigate, but the result was far from optimistic.
The pyramid was guarded day and night by the Nightborne led by Elisande; it was practically airtight.
Sylvanas gritted her teeth and said, "Antonidas, you were once the leader of Dalaran. Apart from Aegwynn and her son, you were the most powerful mage among humans. Who is stronger, you or Elisande?"
Upon hearing this, Antonidas's aged face showed a troubled expression. "I heard of Elisande a long time ago and didn't think I was much weaker than her, but seeing her today, I have a strange feeling. Trust the intuition of an Archmage; when I closed my eyes, I found it difficult to distinguish Elisande from Illidan."
"How could that be? Elisande is a High Archmage, Illidan is Demon Hunter. Their auras are completely different." Sylvanas's mind raced upon hearing this, and Antonidas's reminder also stirred up her suspicions.
The Dark Lady's senses were equally sharp; Sylvanas also seemed to have sensed that the two were very similar in some ways.
Antonidas seemed to have made up his mind; his eyes already held a death wish.
"Your Majesty, although I don't know how Illidan's domain was created, I do recognize the magic that imprisons space. I have secretly selected a suicide squad that will rush into the pyramid and destroy the space-imprisoning Magic Circle as soon as they have the chance, and will definitely escort you out of this hellhole."
Sylvanas sighed deeply. "What's the point of escaping? My Forsaken, Fel Elves, and most of the Iron Horde's main force are trapped here. I'm afraid I'll be all alone when I get out."
Antonidas urged, "As long as we live, there is hope. At the very least, we must let the world know what the so-called Savior Illidan has done."
Sylvanas smiled wryly and shook her head, "It's meaningless. To this day, Thrall, who destroyed Silvermoon City, is still seen as a great Savior by some people."
The Dark Lady was nearly in despair. In such eerie moments of despair, people often take a detached view of life and death, as if death is the only way to find relief.
The next day, the battle resumed, but this time, the Alliance and Horde Charge forward—whether Orcs, humans, Worgen, or Fel Elves —had lost their courage; all that remained was helpless numbness.
Another whole day of taking turns to die, tens of thousands of the Alliance and Horde soldiers fell before the Tomb of Sargeras.
This time, the Demons of the Tomb of Sargeras could no longer sit still.
These Demons from the Void were not stupid; in fact, they were all extremely intelligent. They began to suspect that some conspiracy was hidden behind this unusual phenomenon, otherwise such a strange thing would not have happened.