Stormwind God

Seeing the arrogant death wing suddenly launching a big move "Tianxiang Dragon Flash", it actually flashed like this with its tail, each dragon is aggressive.

Nesario ... just ran away?

What about the good dragon glory?

What about good resistance?

The style of painting is wrong!

"We can't let him escape!" Nozdormu suddenly awakened.

"Catch up, right away!" Marigos answered anxiously.

"Aye!" Said the dream queen calmly. Ysera looked at Alexstrasza, who was still circling, even wondering how she had just torn the black dragon king: "Sister?"

"Chasing!" Red Dragon replied: "I must chase after death! Otherwise I will be in trouble ..."

The Red Dragon Queen thought of Duke's crow's mouth.

Unable to clean up Nesario here, she will owe Duke a debt!

The four guardian dragons flapped their wings at the same time, constantly chasing after the apostate black dragon.

"Ah! Let's go!" Gourmand, the melon-eating crowd, looked at the empty sky a little blankly.

"I'm still researching, just how many magical sun-level magics each of them have." Luo Ning is very professional.

"A pretty firework!" Windsor had failed to learn.

"There's still there!" The worse Duke pointed to the tribe camp that had been burned to the ground in the distance below the mountain.

Well, the five giants in the sky are fighting, and hundreds of red dragons are washing the ground.

"Woohoo!"

So clean!

Often, more than ten red dragons descended side by side, just like spraying pesticides on airplanes. Under the dragon's breath that has accurately calculated the distance, the scorching flames cover the entire orc camp, so that there are no residues and no dead ends.

The extremely high-temperature dragon's breath passed, and there was not even a fireman burning and struggling, and it was directly blackened.

Except for the orcs at the outermost part of the camp, not many orcs have a chance to run away. However, only the strongest orc clans can occupy the best territory. The flatter and more convenient the water-extracting site, the more occupied by the powerful clan. Whether in the territory or the camp, this has been the rule since ancient times.

As a result, almost all second-line clans were tortured in this battle.

The outlier clan on the periphery did not run away much. When I saw not many orcs, those red dragons who were resentful were too lazy to use the dragon's breath, and directly swooped down. Some of them picked up the orcs and threw them into the sky, and then let the orcs "ah ah!" They fell freely at high altitudes; some stood directly there, sweeping one dragon claw to the left and flapping one dragon wing to the right, killing the orcs like a human stepping on a cockroach.

Move the seat to the melon-eating crowd on the cliff top of the mountain, and see that cool!

"Well. The dragon is a novice at first sight, the dive angle is too bad, and the dragon's breath can't really run out." Duke made a 'professional' comment.

At this time, Saidan Dasuohan and General Abidis came.

Seeing the two of them coming together, Duke asked, "What about Uther and Tirion?"

Saidan was stunned and smiled. To be honest, among the first Paladins, the three from the Stormwind Kingdom were particularly familiar with Duke, and their Paladins from Lordaeron were only slightly better than nodding.

But Saidan is a enthusiastic self-acquaintance. He shrugged regardless of etiquette. "Yo! They are very serious and responsible. Unlike some deputy commander, they are lazy here when they get the big deal."

Saidan stabbed Duke like this, and Gavenlad also flushed. It was clear that the rest of the commando were still fighting fierce orcs in the fortress channel, but some of them were eating melon here. A bit unkind.

Who knows that Duke is also cheeky: "Don't abuse the elderly! I'm too old to be able to complete the task, I can't move it. The world is the puppet of your young people!"

The old-fashioned accent was not bad, and everyone laughed. But seeing Duke's look, Saidan and Abidis couldn't laugh.

Most of the white hair, with a slightly dry skin of the arms, smiles and wrinkles all over the face ... It is hard to imagine that Duke is only a young man only 17 years old.

"Her Marcus, your curse ..." Abidis said for a while.

Duke smiled: "Just now the Queen of the Red Dragon has lifted my curse."

"Her Excellency," Abidis bowed heavily. "Not only that, I personally thank you very much for your help in critical situations."

Saidan next to him saluted together.

At this time, not only Abides, but everyone else at the scene felt the same way-Duke was really hard. The entire continent, the 10 nations of the Union, and the three major races add up to the burden of nearly ten million people, and it is incredible to think of such a young man's thin shoulders.

This is the blessing of the alliance and, in a sense, the sadness of the alliance. It was because so many kings in the league couldn't talk about it, that was what made it look terrible before, and now it seems wise to compromise-let Anduin and Duke come to power.

Gavenlad looked at the destroyed orc camp in the distance, with hope in his eyes: "In this case, maybe the war will end in one year."

"One year?" Duke pouted. "In four months the war will end with the victory of the alliance."

Everyone was taken aback. Duke said that the alliance and the tribe had such a large-scale war ended in four months?

Abidis is the most sensitive to the situation: "Four months? We don't know how many orc reinforcements are opposite the Dark Gate. Your Excellency, wouldn't it be too ..."

Duke waved his hand: "No, for four months, I have been conservative calculations. But everyone knows the news, don't spread it for the time being. I will tell the kings at the throne meeting."

At this moment, everyone's eyes flashed with excitement and ecstasy.

What others say, they may sniff, but now look at who is talking?

This is what the deputy commander of the alliance, the invincible military strategist, and the hero Duke Marcus of the alliance!

From the initial anticipation of the tribe's attack on the South China Sea town, to the later Nanliu Coastal Defense Line, to the Battle of the Hinterlands, then to the Battle of Quel'Thalas, and the Battle of Lordaeron, Duke proposed 'killing the enemy as the best The military theory of "priority" has always led the alliance, from the successive invasion of the kings to the avenue of victory in the comprehensive counterattack. If his judgment is still wrong, then I really don't know who can believe in the inferred battle conditions.

"Really !?" Windsor said in surprise, "What are we waiting for now? Go back and tell everyone the news! And ... eldest sister she must be in a hurry."

Duke's facial muscles twitched: "I still have to wait for the Red Dragon Queen. I want her to help me recover my lost vitality, otherwise how can I see people like this." (To be continued.)