Remember [New] in a second! Sharlayan stopped the charging Mannoroth with Vol'jin's help and preparation, but this did not fundamentally improve his situation.

If he couldn't block Mannoroth's slash, this huge spear would wipe out the entire rear army, and this was definitely not the development of the situation that Sharlayan wanted to see.

"Suck~"

Facing the huge double-headed spear that was getting closer and closer to him, Sharlayan took a deep breath in his busy schedule.

"Clang!"

Under Sharlayan's behest, the two swords of Valarjar collided and merged into an epee as big as a door panel. However, its size still couldn't compare with Mannoroth's war spear.

Before the spear fell to the ground, Sharlayan suddenly twisted his body and spun on the spot, and he swung and spun the thick heavy sword by using centrifugal force.

Sarlayan's abnormal behavior, which was like performance art, surprised the soldiers who didn't know why.

But it didn't matter, Sharlayan himself knew what he was doing.

[Turn it up! If you don't transfer, you are not from the country of O! 】

[One thing to say, Xiao Sa is not a native of China...]

[Is the point here? ! Shut up and concentrate on witnessing! 】

Under the "encouragement" of the barrage, Sarlayan's rotation drove the airflow, and under the further boost of the wind power from Druin's ability, his rotation speed quickly exceeded the limit that human eyes could discern.

At the same time, fine golden scales appeared on the skin of Sharlayan who had turned into a spinning top, and his originally clear eyes became more ferocious and vicious under the force of fury.

In order to block Mannoroth's attack and buy enough time for the follow-up reinforcements, Sharlayan used all the power he could currently mobilize.

"clang!"

The dull sound of metal collisions resounded through most of Ashenvale. Under the attention of countless people inside and outside the battlefield, Sharlayan spun and swung the great sword on the door panel and collided head-on with Mannoroth's war spear.

The result was beyond Mannoroth's expectations. His attack was completely stopped by a mere mortal, and the downward spear even rose upwards under the impact of the reaction force.

If it weren't for Mannoroth's mass and stability, the huge recoil force might even force him to take a step back to relieve the force.

"This is impossible!"

Soon he regained his grip on the spear, and Mannoroth tried to attack again in a rage.

But at this time, the breath of the green dragons arrived just in time, so Mannoroth could only gather his wide fleshy wings and put on a defensive posture.

When the power of fel energy covering the surface of the flesh wings came into contact with the corrosive acid dragon's breath, it made a tooth-piercing "squeak" sound.

Sharlayan, who lost strength after a full blow and turned dizzy, was also dragged back to the protection of the army by Vol'jin.

Although Sharlayan's state was very bad at the moment, a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It wasn't just that Sharlayan's Hawkeye saw a mass of dust rising behind the demon army.

More importantly, he can feel that the bottleneck that restricts him to move forward has been loosened, which means that he has indeed found the right direction to break through.

"Are you trying your best to unleash the power of fury while maintaining the limit of your own sanity... Heh~ Goldrinn, so this is your real test."

…

After Sharlayan blocked Mannoroth's surprise attack from trying to defeat the army, he had nothing to do with him in the next battle.

Valeera, who rushed over quickly, took over the job of taking care of Sharlayan from Vol'jin, and Vol'jin returned to the front line without saying a word, commanding the Darkspear troll's broken army to block the demon soldiers who charged after Mannoroth .

At the same time, the Tauren army guided by Alleria is also approaching.

When Mannoroth was annoyed by the three adult green dragons, the demon surprise attack force that Mannoroth had placed high hopes on was caught by the two armies arranged by Sharlayan in advance.

The situation of this local war detonated in the eastern part of Ashenvale is very strange, and it can be roughly divided into three fronts.

The Warsong clan needs to face both the green dragon in the front and the tribal army in the rear. Even with the catalysis of the blood of the devil, they have initially shown signs of defeat in the case of insufficient troops.

However, this is only the overall situation on the battlefield. In the one-on-one battle between Brox and Grom, the Warsong clan has the upper hand.

Due to the side effects of the decline of the demon's blood, Brox is now only about 70% to 80% of his peak strength, while Grom, who has just drank the demon's blood and is in a state of excitement, can display 120% of his combat power.

Even so, Brooks, who was constantly getting wounds on his body, was still able to grit his teeth and entangle Grom, who was getting more and more excited. It seemed that he couldn't really tell the winner in a short time.

The Horde forces led by Varok are crushing the rear lines of the Warsong clan fighting on both sides. It will depend on whether Varok gets the result first or Grom cuts Brox under the axe first.

Behind the Horde army, the Darkspear trolls, led by Vol'jin, were firmly blocking the impact of the demon army.

Further back was the tauren reinforcements who had just swung the totem pole and beat the demon's rear.

These layers of sandwich biscuits made the battlefield situation very chaotic. With Mannoroth himself unable to free up his hands, the situation was developing in a direction that favored the Azeroth coalition forces.

"Whoosh!"

Alleria drew her bow again and shot down a Doomguard, and she finally reached Sharlayan, who was limp all over.

Alleria poked Sharlayan's forehead with her finger angrily: "Let you be brave, if I bring the tauren over later, what will happen to you then?"

Sharlayan gave Alleria a thumbs up with his trembling right hand: "Don't underestimate the toughness of the Darkspear troll, these soldiers brought by Vol'jin are veterans who have been fighting in the jungle all year round, as long as Mannoroth himself can't make a move, and they are not so easily defeated."

As Sharlayan said, the clans of the jungle trolls have been fighting each other in the jungle of Stranglethorn Vale for many years, and have already accumulated a wealth of combat experience.

These elite Darkspear trolls will not have unnecessary emotional fluctuations when facing major battles like recruits, which will affect their performance.

The first wave of the Burning Legion's impact was indeed fierce, but with preparations in advance, the Darkspear trolls took over the demon's attack with all kinds of witchcraft and totem barriers.

Even if the tauren's reinforcements came later, it wouldn't have a big impact on the overall situation. At most, it would slow down the defeat of the Burning Legion, which was attacked from both sides.

"Damn reptiles!"

Seeing that the army under his command was still unable to open the situation, Mannoroth, who was getting more and more anxious, had to be distracted in two directions, and gradually lost his way to attack. Lana Lisi seized the opportunity and left a deep bone on his left shoulder. Claw marks.

After all, Mannoroth is also a battle-tested man, and he knows that if he continues to fight like this, his entire army may be wiped out.

Although he was extremely unwilling, he could only retreat first to preserve his strength, and then find another opportunity to get back to this place.

In order to get rid of the entanglement of the three of Lanalis, Mannoroth exposed his cards in advance.

He opened the chest blocked by the heavy armor, and sprayed violent fel energy rays at the three green dragons who were about to pursue the victory.

"careful!"

Reminded by Lanalis, the three adult dragons hurriedly flapped their wings in opposite directions to avoid each other.

When they adjusted their posture and prepared to continue the pursuit, Malonos had already taken the lead and withdrew from the battlefield with all four hooves.

"The whole army retreats! Go back to the canyon and hold the line of defense!"

Mannoroth's confident raid failed to achieve any results. After leaving more than a hundred corpses of various demons, he fled back to his destiny in embarrassment.

Mannoroth knew in his heart that after this failed raid, the offensive and defensive positions of the two sides would be completely changed.

In the next battle, he will not lead the army to take the initiative to attack, but to find a way to block the full-scale counterattack of the Azeroth coalition forces after modification.

Mannoroth's withdrawal completely sold the Warsong clan.

The main forces of the tauren and darkspear trolls have joined the battlefield one after another, and there is no suspense about the direction of this local war.

Although the berserk Grom roared and brandished the blood howl and left a hideous wound on Brox's chest from his left shoulder to his right abdomen~lightnovelpub.net~, he still failed to take his life.

Under the spiritual catalysis of the blood of the devil, Grom also tried to resist.

Sharlayan, who had initially recovered, gave the order in time. Varok, who was still hesitant to follow the orc tradition, gritted his teeth and carried out the order, and forcibly subdued Grom, who was still unconvinced, through a righteous group fight.

…

"What?!"

At the same time, Gu Yiner, who was out, met Medivh again disguised as the Raven Prophet at the Burning Sun Peak of Stonetalon Mountain.

Arriving at Lie Sun Peak almost at the same time as him was Tyrande Whisperwind, the High Priest of the Moon God who had just finished his tour of various temples and just received a message from Medivh.

From Medivh's mouth, the two men who were on edge due to the Ashenvale conflict each heard a piece of bad news related to their own side.

"The Warsong clan drank the blood of the devil again?!"

"Yin Lidan defected?!"