For the demons who followed Kel'Thuzad to attack Mount Hyjal, this mission can be said to be hard enough. They thought they would win the same devastating victory as when they attacked other planets, but in the end they encountered frequent setbacks.
First of all, the initial summoning was not smooth. Those lowly Undead could not complete the task of leading the way for the great Burning Legion. It was not until the devil himself went into battle that he used the energy of an indigenous Elemental Lords. After completing the preliminary summoning work, it turned out that after arriving at the planet named Azeroth, we could not immediately launch an invasion operation. We had to use the local indigenous ships with extremely poor technology to cross the ocean. We also encountered several big storms on the way. It can be said that it was troubled.
After finally reaching their destination, the demons finally understood why Archimonde had to attack this planet and cross the ocean to attack an area that was tightly defended by local indigenous people - the energy contained in that tree was too much.
Most of the demons twisted by Fel desperately longed for a powerful energy source. Faced with the temptation of Nordrassil, countless demons could not suppress their thirst. They wished they could immediately climb over the obstacles of the mountains and run under World Tree to plunder the energy.
However, when the demons approached the entrance to the mountainous area, they were greeted by a wave of arrows mixed with Arcane energy. For the demons who were excited and unprepared, this attack was really fatal. Hundreds of low-level demons were killed in this volley.
However, the demons who had accumulated rich experience in attacking countless planets quickly responded. The demons in the front row immediately spread out to avoid being attacked intensively. At the same time, the rough-skinned demons pushed against the front row, while the demons capable of long-range attacks launched counterattacks in the direction from which the arrows had been shot.
For the demons, such a response can be said to be an instinctive reaction. Demons who cannot learn to respond in time have long since become food for other demons. However, for the High Elf rangers who ambush them, this is a bit uncomfortable. They thought they could achieve more results, but in the end they defeated a group of low-level imps and other little demons, which instead attracted a fierce counterattack from the enemy.
Halduron, who was responsible for commanding these rangers, could only order a retreat when he saw this situation. The dense forest near Mount Hyjal provided them with excellent cover. The demons who were worried about ambushes did not dare to rush up at first. On the contrary, the traps set by the rangers on the way trapped many intrusive demons. The rangers took the time to launch a volley and achieved many results.
As a result, the demons became more cautious, but adopted tactics that stunned the coalition forces. This group of guys who advocated violence and chaos directly used large-scale fire spells, summoning Fel Fire to burn the trees on the roadside, and burned out a clearing.
"Ten thousand years have passed, and these guys really haven't made any progress at all." Shandris looked at this scene angrily, clenching the bow and arrow in her hand. As the military commander of Night Elf, she should have stayed on the second line of defense, but in order to facilitate communication between the two fronts, she also came here to observe the battle situation.
"Where are you?" Aaron glanced at her. Although Shandris said that he was here to observe the battle situation, he was a little confused about the fact that he always came to his side. As for Shandris Aaron doesn't care about 's anger. It won't be too late to get angry when this area is completely polluted by Fel and renamed Felwood.
When Aaron, who was behind the battle line, could see the movements of the demons, it only meant one thing. The enemy had entered the attack range of the Alliance army. As the orders from the command headquarters were conveyed by the messengers, the artillery and various thermal weapons arranged on the front opened fire first. The whistling shells fell into the group of demons, turning into shock waves carrying metal fragments and sweeping across the demons.
Even the ordinary Felguard will be seriously injured if it is not defended in time when faced with artillery bombardment. Moreover, these shells are high-end goods with enchantment effects. Even if the demons use Fel to resist the bombardment, they can still achieve extraordinary results. Although However, Aaron never understood why the cannonball could still explode after being soaked in holy water, but such a situation happened in front of Aaron, and he could only sigh that Azeroth's technology was indeed extraordinary.
Faced with such a large-scale bombing, the demons behaved as usual. The planets they conquered included many civilizations that had advanced far in the road of science and technology. They were just bombarded by artillery fire, and they had long been accustomed to it.
However, when the demons advanced to less than 500 meters from the allied front line, the miniguns modified by the dwarfs roared and spit out flames, and massive bullets poured into the demons, repelling the seemingly indomitable Charge of the demons.
Only the almost wailing voice of Mekkatorque sounded among the gunfire, which was particularly clear. "Save some ammunition, there is no place to replenish it when it is used up!"
No matter how worried the great craftsman was about the consumption of ammunition, the first round of the demons' attack was directly defeated by these weapons. Not to mention the soldiers waiting in line within the battle line, even the mages did not get the chance to cast spells.
If the demons who were accustomed to the cruel environment were not extremely resistant to fire, the Alliance soldiers might have seen the scene of thousands of rockets being fired in a salvo, drowning the enemy with a sea of fire.
It's no wonder that the gnomes and Goblin consume ammunition so lavishly. The main reason is that most of the thermal weapons they make have poor durability. Instead of waiting for the weapons to gradually misfire while the ammunition remains, it is better to fire all the ammunition while the weapons are still edible.
With this guiding ideology in mind, the Alliance soldiers enjoyed two more cannon blasts against the demons. It wasn't until the demons temporarily stopped the desperate Charge that the feast of artillery fire came to an end temporarily. Only thick smoke of gunpowder was left floating on the battlefield, mixed with the pungent smell of blood, making people sick.
At the same time, Burning Legion, whose face was covered with gunpowder, also changed his tactics. The biggest advantage of the demons is that they have experienced all kinds of battles and know exactly what choice to make at the moment - let those cannon fodder come in. Isn't it just for this moment that they have been brought here all the way?
So Ner'zhul's subordinates Undead Under such circumstances, Legion was driven to the front of the battlefield by the demons and launched an attack on the Alliance's defense line. Undead, which was stumbling in various strange shapes, was not afraid of the rain of bullets. Even if it was blown to pieces by the shells, it could still stand up staggeringly under the spell of the Undead mage.
Only the sea of fire exploded by the volley of rockets temporarily curbed the pace of Undead, but in the face of the still huge Undead group, this kind of stoppage could only be temporary. In the end, Undead crossed the sea of fire and continued Charge.
The soldiers within the battle line have already grasped their weapons and are preparing to fight these Undead. Some impatient mages have begun to prepare range spells, just waiting for the enemy to enter their spell range.
However, it was still not time for them to appear. Aaron turned to look at a certain Archmage who had been brought over from Broken Isles, and said with a smile, "Master, I leave it to you."
"No problem, this is the moment I've been waiting for." Kel'Thuzad shook his robe, walked to the front of the position, and started casting spells. He had been waiting for this moment for too long.
One second of genius: m. lewenlewen