Tarecgosa feels very majestic.
Although it was a bit unseemly to use Dragon Aspects's great power to bully a group of Two-Headed Wyvern from another world, she had her own theory to convince herself.
She watched the entire demigod war that took place in Karazhan, and obtained first-hand information that Green Skins was a tyrannical invader summoned from another world by the body of Dark Titan Mortal realm. Their purpose here was to destroy the Titan order of Azeroth!
As a glorious member of World Guardian, it is my duty to maintain order.
So if you think about it, by helping humans fight against Green Skins, you can be considered fulfilling your duty.
Wow, this logic is so perfect that even the Weaver couldn't fault it in person. Moreover, the Blue Dragon race has always had a tradition of being "close" to humans, especially those who are good at using magic. There are usually one or two Blue Dragons who hide their identities among them.
Quel'Thalas has Blue Dragon, Dalaran also has Blue Dragon, and even Suramar may have Blue Dragon. They are not doing this out of personal interest in mortals, all because Blue Dragon is Magic Guardian.
Theoretically speaking, all matters related to magic in this world fall under the jurisdiction of Blue Dragonflight, and Blue Dragon is endowed with the divine power of Titan to directly connect to Ley Line, which allows them to single-handedly deal with out-of-control magic that is quite terrifying to mortals.
Therefore, Quel'Thalas and Dalaran are also in a state of "pretending not to know" to welcome the surveillance of Blue Dragon.
The mages also know that there is definitely no shortage of guys among their colleagues who are always ready to make "big news". When those guys with a worrying mental state really cause trouble out of control, everyone will hope to "refresh" a Blue Dragon next to them to help them solve the problem.
Tarecgosa convinced himself to let himself show off his noble and powerful dragon body and fly around in the sky above Lakeshire and Lakeshire in a "cruising" attitude.
Because of its activity, Dragonmaw Clan's dragoons no longer dared to take off rashly, eliminating the threat from the air to humans. The sense of security of "walking with the dragon" coupled with the tenacious resistance of Marshal Lothar from Stonewall Keep's side, allowed Redridge Mountains's human Warrior to miraculously block Green Skins's vanguard assault.
But to be honest, such results are nothing in the eyes of members of the K'ure Alliance like Diakum and Gaiara. Human beings are only blocking the vanguard of Green Skins, and the only one who appears here is Wolf Rider of the Thunderlord Clan.
The real Green Skins "composite" main force has not yet arrived.
Once Blackrock Clan and Warsong Orc, who are more brutal and better at attacking difficulties, join the battlefield, the currently barely balanced battle situation will collapse in an instant.
But conversely
"To be able to fight like this despite a hasty battle, this human commander is pretty good!"
Gaiara took her Warriors across the stone bridge of Lakeshire, and she said to Mag'har Shaman beside her:
"Even if Chieftains, who have been famous for a long time, are in charge, they may not be able to do a better job than "Lothar"."
"You are putting money on your family's face, Great Prophet."
The Shaman curled his lips and said:
"If Orcs had come to fight this kind of blocking battle, we would have been defeated! Human beings are not as powerful as us, but their level of organization and equipment are much higher than ours.
It is difficult for War Horde to conquer this country. Of course, the premise is that their follow-up response must be as perfect as the Redridge Mountains war. I heard Warriors from Moonbrook Brigade say that once this Redridge Mountains is captured, Stormwind Kingdom the subsequent large forests and plain areas will be almost undefendable.
Tsk, if humans are unwilling to give up their country, then all that is waiting for them is a head-on confrontation like a meat grinder."
"That's right."
Gaiara nodded, feeling that as Great Prophet, he should be more honest.
She recognized the high degree of organization of the human troops, but she soon discovered that there were boats passing under the bridge. A half-grown young human was leading a group of men and women as young as himself to nervously load something on the bridge pier.
"Is that dwarf explosive?"
Great Prophet of Mag'har said curiously:
"The roaring cannons of humans that fire out flaming fireballs are also powered by this thing?"
"Yes, the power of engineering."
The keen Shaman narrowed his eyes and said:
"The engineering of Draenei is exactly the same, but Draenei uses various gem crystals as energy sources and takes a different path from them. The gunpowder weapons in this world are very powerful. The best thing is that it does not require nearly as long training as bows and arrows, and recruits can use it immediately.
Great Prophet, if there is a chance, we should probably send our studious tribesmen to learn from the dwarves how to make this kind of weapon.
The power of elements is great, but you can't trouble the elements in everything. Mag'har Orcs should also learn from advanced powers. But having said that, the power of elements in this world is too great.
The power of the four elements here is many times stronger than that of Draenor. This world is a blessed place for Shaman people."
Gaiara fell silent.
She remembered the words Ner'zhul told her before when he sacrificed himself to save the world.
In fact, after entering Azeroth, she has been able to hear the call of the elements. In the world of Draenor, she worshiped her mother so she refused the embrace of the elements, but in this new world, she seems to have received another precious opportunity.
This makes Gaiara a little hesitant. Should he give up the Warrior way that he has insisted on for more than ten years?
"Heaven! There is a magic dragon flying over from the sky."
Just when young Mag'har Orcs was in confusion, she heard the shouts of humans in front of her. She raised her head and saw a magic dragon rushing towards her carrying Warlock.
Gaiara immediately picked up the telescope she got from Draenei, and she saw the figure standing behind the dragon.
It's Zuluhed's damn leader Warlock!
That guy had an undisguised evil smile on his face, and he must be planning to do something bad.
"No! Let that idiot Blue Dragon come back quickly. Zuluhed has something strange in his hand."
Gaiara saw the beautiful Blue Dragon on her side yelling and rushing towards the challenge. She immediately felt like she was dead. She turned around and shouted to Shaman, who immediately called Wind Elementals to warn Blue Dragon of the danger.
But it's too late.
Seeing the ferocious Blue Dragon rushing towards him, amidst the dark and sarcastic laughter of the demon dragon Lord Leshorn, Zuluhed swaggeringly raised the golden disc in his hand. He didn't need to recite any magic spells. The artifact began to emit a low buzz after sensing the approach of Dragon Aspects.
It looks like a monster that has been hungry for ten thousand years and is eager to devour it for the first time.
Tarecgosa also felt something was wrong.
The closer she got to the fallen green dragon and Orc Warlock behind it, the more she could feel the weakness roiling inside her body. It was not that her power was fading, but a strange suppression from the spiritual level, as if she was facing the Weaver directly.
The magical power belonging to Dragon Aspects quickly loses its activity and is out of control within a few seconds.
She let out a scream and turned a weird arc in the air to escape, but the weird thing in Warlock's hand shot out a colorful ray and hit her right in the middle.
Like an aircraft struck by lightning, Tarecgosa lost her balance in the air. She could no longer control her strength and body. She could only feel that her own energy was being continuously absorbed and drained of all her magic power in a short period of time, causing her to scream and fall into the Lakeshire below.
"Humph, you are so inexperienced in using it, Zuluhed."
Lord Leshorn sarcastically said:
"Why don't you control her? Are you so hungry for power?"
"Oh, it's normal for the baby you just got to have trouble using it. Don't worry, my friend, this Blue Dragon is too weak. Even without Dragon Soul, I can deal with her myself."
Zuluhed It doesn't matter.
He smiled happily as he felt the thick magic power rolling in Dragon Soul, which was all the magic power obtained after draining one Blue Dragon. He said:
"Can it only store power?"
"Stupid! If we can only get a battery after all this effort, you're underestimating us."
Lethon flapped its wings and hung high in the sky, looking at the group of humans below who were panicking because Blue Dragon fell with indifferent eyes. It said:
"Target them! Give them back the power of their Guardians."
"Okay!"
Zuluhed aimed Dragon Soul at the ground in a "Kamehameha" posture, and during the movement of his mind, the frost magic stored in it turned into the breath of Blue Dragon and sprayed down.
It's like a Blue Dragon roaring!
As Warlock laughed wildly and moved the treasure, the frozen desperation fell on Lakeshire in an instant. After half of Tarecgosa's power was released, the entire Lakeshire and the surrounding positions were turned into a large piece of ice filled with cold air and poked by sharp spikes. Even the coast of Lakeshire was completely frozen.
"What a baby, what a baby! My baby."
Zuluhed was very satisfied with such lethality. His heart was filled with joy and satisfaction, and he was ready to leave at the urging of Lord Leshorn.
But Warlock is very good at being a good person. Before leaving, he yelled below:
"Stupid Stormwind Kingdom! This is the result of opposing War Horde! Go away, go back to your doghouse and tremble, our iron hoofs will eventually crush your stupid country."
He flew away, completely ignoring that humans could not understand his arrogant Orcish.
But the result of an entire defense line being frozen was catastrophic. After realizing that there was no resistance in the direction of Lakeshire, Fenris Wolfbrother, who was observing the battlefield from behind, coldly and accurately issued orders to his own Wolf Rider.
Separate a part to continue harassing Stonewall Keep, and the remaining Wolf Rider launches a general attack on the temporarily disabled Lakeshire!
"No! Thunderlord Clan is about to attack."
The low Orcs horn echoed in the Redridge Mountains mountains. Gaiara, who was dragging the shivering Major Marcus Jonathan out of the position, raised his head and shouted:
"Everyone who can still move, take up arms!"
No one responded to her.
Shaman of Mag'har just barely managed to protect himself and a small number of lucky humans from the frost breath of Blue Dragon by summoning living fire. He sighed and said to Gaiara:
"There's no one alive on the battlefield, so save your energy."
Orcs stared blankly at the frozen position and town in front of her. She could still see the horrified Warrior among the giant frozen ice.
She could see a veteran trying his best to raise his shield to protect the wounded behind him, and she could also see a Holy Light Priest maintaining a chanting posture and trying to call out Holy Light.
In the face of such great power, human resistance seems so insignificant.
No!
Even if the bravest Mag'har Orcs comes over, it is impossible to do better than them.
At this moment, Azeroth World's true cruelty was unabashedly displayed before Gaiara's eyes. In this world where legends are as numerous as dogs and demigods roam everywhere, the fate of ordinary people is like the wild flowers and weeds on the roadside. Any random outbreak of malice will be harvested one after another.
"My troops, my Warrior, my brothers and sisters. They are all gone."
Jonathan Major, who was rescued by Gaiara, has collapsed.
This commander from Moonbrook Brigade originally planned to obey Marshal Lothar's order and lead his Warrior people to defend Lakeshire for three days, but in the early morning of the next day, his troops were completely wiped out.
If we include Gavinrad General who was suspected to have died in battle and the Stonewall Keep defenders who fell once, then the first battle between the Stormwind Kingdom and Orcs suffered heavy losses in the first twenty-four hours.
Gnoll?
Gnoll has caused as much damage to the kingdom in the past ten years as Orcs has done in one day.
"Some of them are still alive."
Just when everyone was in silence and confusion, a sharp voice sounded from the side. Chromie, who was shivering from the cold, walked over with his staff, looked at the giant ice in front of him, and said:
"That Warlock released his power too quickly. He lacked understanding of Blue Dragon's breath. People who are strong enough to instantly freeze the next part of Life Force can still hold on for a few minutes. But if you continue to be stunned, they will really be hopeless."
"Save them! Please."
Jonathan Major, who was severely frostbitten, immediately looked back at Mag'har Shaman.
He just witnessed Shaman summoning living fire to resist Blue Dragon's breath. Several Mag'har Shaman did not hesitate and immediately stepped forward to call Fire Elementals to melt the ice. However, the ice cubes created by Blue Dragon were too strong and difficult to dissolve quickly.
Chromie glanced at the silent Gaiara, and the evil Bronze Dragons said in a long voice:
"Oh, the unruly elements don't seem to be willing to help. At this time, there should be a born Shaman to help, but where can we find a Shaman who can hear the call of the elements since he was born?"
"What the hell are you?!"
Gaiara gritted her teeth, stared at Chromie, and cursed:
"You are not a serious dwarf at all. But, forget it, so be it."
Frostwolf Daughter glanced at the battle ax in her hand. She stroked it and carried it behind her back. She took a deep breath and raised her hands like an elder Drek'Thar calling for the elements. She shouted a song praising the elements.
Born in the Frostwolf Clan, she is very familiar with these rituals, but this is indeed the first time she has actively called on the power of the elements.
My companion was right, the elemental power of Azeroth was many times stronger than that of Draenor. I could only hear whispers in the wind at Draenor, but what echoed in my ears here was a real storm!
Almost the moment Gaiara embraced the elements, the boiling flames danced across the ice with a passionate gesture in her petition.
Amid the exclamations of other Shamans, the drifting of water vapor represents a searing embrace and rescue. The flames lick the unconscious injured, making them warm again and bringing them back to Material World from the illusion of death.
"Green Skinss are coming."
When Gaiara was immersed in the singing brought by the element surround, Chromie just reminded:
"Perhaps the Redridge Mountains earth also wants to roar, but it has no mouth to open."
"Then I will speak out for it!"
Gaiara opened his eyes, and his pupils were replaced by the surge of elemental power.
Just like Ner'zhul's gesture of calling for the elements to join her body that day, Gaiara stood on the ground of Lakeshire, letting her will blend into the mountains at her feet. She felt that she was blending into the earth and rocks and becoming one with this majestic mountain and river.
The boulders turned into her arms, and the ridges turned into her body.
She saw the Thunderlord Wolf Riders running along the mountain, and she saw the corpses who died on the battlefield in the outer sentries. At this moment, the war was presented in front of Gaiara in a concrete manner, and the flowing blood made her feel disgusted.
She desperately needed to release this anger.
So as the Thunderlord Wolf Riders watched in horror, the originally calm mountain shook violently, as if Redridge Mountains opened its silent giant mouth and swallowed them up unexpectedly.
"Listen to my roar! Listen to my roar! Get out!!! You are not welcome here!"
Gaiara's rebuke echoed on the trembling Redridge Mountains ridge, and the ground cracked one after another.
Shaman tore apart the ground surface with its wanton swing, causing the mountains and rivers to change their course. The collapsed mountain peaks were like raised fists, and the gravel turned into heavy punches in response, one after another falling in front of the Thunderlord Clan.
Even Fenris Wolfbrother was alarmed.
The well-informed Demon Wolf King controlled his restless beast and stood on the hill to look at the collapsed rocks that completely blocked the road.
This scene reminded him of the shocking scene he witnessed when he was a child, when his mother forced Polar Storm to freeze to death hundreds of Ogres who were looting the territory.
"Shaman. A legend Shaman is on the other side! The land is helping her."
Fenris sneered, waved his hand and said:
"Forget it, let us retreat. Since the earth does not welcome us today, we will go back tomorrow. I want to see how many times this nosy Shaman can drive the mountain. Haha, the earth is also patient."
"But Chieftain, humans are retreating. Isn't it a little bit to just let them leave like this?"
A High Overseer asked in a low voice.
Fenris glanced at him and said:
"Have you never hunted? When the hunting herd begins to waver, fear becomes the hunter's weapon. Let them run away with fear. This will teach them to be afraid."
"Retreat."
Lothar, who witnessed Redridge Mountains's most serious landslide in hundreds of years, remained silent.
Behind him, Garona shook the blood on the knife and said to the marshal:
"Grandpa means that since the mountain pass has been captured by Green Skins Orcs, if you continue to stay here, you can only continue to be beaten. There is little point in holding on. The Warriors have completed their responsibilities, and Stormwind Kingdom should also be able to face the gap between the two sides.
Next, it's up to your king to decide the direction of the war.
Grandpa asks you, where are these Warriors going to evacuate?"
"Eastvale has accepted the people of Lakeshire. There is a brave Duke Bolvar Fordragon sitting there. Let's go to Brightwood."
Lothar leaned on Lionheart Holy Sword and said:
"Assemble Kurzen's Camp there and be sure to hold the road leading to Westfall. That is the granary of the kingdom. If you hold on there, the kingdom can persist."