"snort!"
A cold snort sounded directly in Kazloga's mind. Although there were no extra words, Kazloga could hear the dissatisfaction in Archimonde's heart.
"Lord Archimonde, I promise to break through this defense line as quickly as possible."
"Remember what you said. I don't want this to happen again."
After the mental connection was severed, Archimonde still had some rage left. The Burning Legion had already consumed thousands of demon guards and the same number of undead elites in front of the second line of defense, and now it was beaten back to the starting point. He was extremely disappointed with this subordinate and almost couldn't help but take action himself. Don't think that thousands of demon guards are few. The total number of demons that can enter the world of Azeroth is not large. It is precisely because the Burning Legion is short of troops that it first tried to use orcs as vassal troops as planned twenty years ago, and this time it used undead as vassal troops.
Wait a little longer, it’s not time to take action yet.
Archimonde had a clear understanding of his own strength. Although he was extremely powerful, it was impossible for him to kill so many powerful people and absorb the power of the World Tree by himself. Otherwise, why would he bring such a detailed plan and the demon army?
Archimonde believed that his own strength was the most important trump card in this war. However, any trump card is most intimidating when it is not used. If he has not seen the opponent's trump card and he has to use his biggest trump card to turn the tide of the battle, then this action is probably too dangerous and he needs to go all out and fight for his life. This is the real reason why Archimonde is trying not to take action himself.
But at the same time, no matter how good the cards are, they need to be used. Archimonde has a tolerance limit for the situation. When it approaches the bottom line, he will act without hesitation, and he hopes that once he acts, it will have a fatal effect like a thunderbolt.
"Azgallo, don't be impulsive. Although you are strong, you will die if you go alone."
"I'm going to teach these damn mortals a lesson!"
"Let's fight a little longer and see. If that doesn't work, you and I will bring the ice dragon and other high-level demons with us. Or do you intend to disobey the command granted to me by Lord Archimonde?"
It wasn't just Kazroga and Archimonde who were in a bad mood. Azgalor, who was supervising the battle at the front, was also furious. Only after Kazroga moved Archimonde out did he persuade the simple-minded and hot-tempered Azgalor to calm down.
The demon and undead army once again launched an attack despite the powerful long-range attacks of the Alliance. Nearly half of the soldiers lost in the previous attack died from the long-range attacks of mages, druids, archers, and musketeers. When they really rushed close, even if the human melee troops were in a tight formation, they could often kill one or two human soldiers before they died in battle.
"I feel like the opponent's spell power is much weaker than last time."
An Undead Mage was wondering, just now, most of the dead demons were low-level demon guards, and there were not many mid-level demons and Undead Mage. They either could fly, had thick skin and were not afraid of fire, or could teleport, and they all managed to escape from the battlefield. Now that they survived, they were sent into this round of attack again.
In fact, the necromancer's feeling was not wrong. Many spellcasters on the Alliance side who had experienced the two lines of defense of the Horde and the Alliance had run out of mana and began to evacuate. Also evacuating with them were a group of exhausted or injured warriors. They would first return to the third line of defense to rest and recover before joining the battle on the third line of defense.
Now the main long-range forces of the alliance have gradually changed from spellcasters to musketeers and archers. The musketeers in particular have sufficient physical strength, and the physical strength consumed by shooting is much less than that of shooting with a bow. Although the shooting speed and accuracy cannot be compared with the night elf archers, their sustained combat capability is much stronger.
Jaina, who needed to conserve her mana for emergencies, had stopped casting spells and walked to the Golden Lion King's banner. After greeting Varian, she stood on the other side of Varian and Claudia, casting her gaze towards the undead and demon army approaching again below the distant high ground.
"noigelehtrof!"
The demon army roared in demonic language and rushed to the alliance's defense line. This time, their losses on the charge were obviously less than last time. They crashed into the shield wall and gun forest formed by human melee soldiers, and a brutal hand-to-hand fight broke out again.
Bright red blood splattered everywhere, muffled groans were heard continuously, and human or demon undead soldiers fell from time to time. Not to mention the undead without free will and the fearless demons, the human soldiers also burst out with a strong fighting will. They were not a mob like conscripts, but an elite standing legion responsible for defending Stormwind City, with an iron will.
No matter whether the opponent is a demon or the undead, human soldiers are no match in a one-on-one fight, but human soldiers never fight alone. They and their companions always stand shoulder to shoulder and rely on each other. If someone dies in battle, the soldiers in the rear will automatically fill in and replace the dead companion to become the new reliable object. At this time, although the demons and the undead have the upper hand, they cannot advance the front line too far.
"Send a message to Ashfabi to gradually withdraw to the second position."
"Send a message to Windsor, prepare to engage the enemy at the second position."
"Send a message to General Shandris, Master Modera, and Abner to focus fire on the front lines and cover the retreat of Ashfabi's men."
As Varian issued three new military orders, the soldiers of the First Legion abandoned the front camp and began to slowly retreat facing the enemy. The demons and undead naturally refused to let the enemy go easily, but then the demon soldiers who rushed to the front to pursue were subjected to a concentrated baptism of arrows, magic, and lead bullets, while the human soldiers, who were under much less pressure, were able to retreat smoothly.
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