Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

In terms of reinforcements, Andrea felt relieved. In addition to the draenei, tol'vir, and tauren, the orcs also expressed that they would send reinforcements.

At this time, they were gathering at the port in the south of Dragonblight, ready to take the night elves' troop carrier to Kalimdor for support.

In addition, through contact with ambassadors from various countries, Kul Tiras, Dalaran, and Alterac in the eastern continent all agreed to send reinforcements. In this case, give support to the Western Continent.

Gilneas is still self-contained and quelling internal strife. Sylud and Lordaeron are dealing with the plague spreading in the Tirisfal Glades, and they are too busy to send reinforcements.

The Kingdom of Stormwind is still entangled with orcs and trolls, but after the Dark Iron Dwarves retreated under the orders of Ragnaros, the Bronzebeard Dwarves and Dwarves were able to send support to Kalimdor.

With these reinforcements arriving one after another, Andrea is confident that he can block the demon army at the foot of the mountain... Of course, the premise is that Archimonde does not take action himself.

The most troublesome thing is the polluter himself. Ordinary soldiers can't play any role in front of him, and they go up more or less to deliver food.

Considering that many demigods of the wilderness are still being resurrected, Malfurion sent someone to ask for help from Loa of Zandalar, but the reply he received was not very optimistic.

Now the Zandalari Empire is in the final decisive battle with G'huun. The Loa including Rezan are all in battle. The battle between the two sides has become fierce, and there is no spare energy to care about the affairs outside the island.

The Dragon Legion led by the four guardian dragons arrived ahead of time, and now they are firmly guarding around the Well of Eternity under the root of the Nordrassil tree.

When everyone's discussion came to an end, Tyrande complained to Andrea in displeasure.

"I told you to kill that Lich King early, isn't it fun now? Archimonde was called out by him."

Seles immediately denied it, "Strictly speaking, Archimonde was not summoned by Ner'zhul, but with the help of the two artifacts he provided."

"We have received a report from Sandarra, and a mutation mentioned by Lieutenant Delaryn Summermoon of the Sentinel has caught my attention."

Celeste passed a copy of the report to everyone present, "Before Archimonde's arrival, Andashir's energy was in a state of out-of-control loss for a short period of time."

"It is preliminarily speculated that Archimonde's arrival should be summoned by a beacon or a medium. Later, because he obtained a large amount of energy from the World Tree, he was able to enter Azeroth smoothly. Then there is a problem."

Seles narrowed her eyes and questioned, "Why is Andashir's energy suddenly supplied to Archimonde to tear open the rift? Who is playing tricks?"

"Before facing foreign enemies, we must first figure out this problem."

Fandral understood the meaning of Seres's words, and asked back in surprise, "You mean, Sandara has a ghost?"

Celeste shook her head, "It doesn't have to be an inner ghost, but the Burning Legion must be able to connect to Andashir through some means. We must find out this hidden danger and get rid of it."

Andrea tapped her fingers on the table subconsciously, and asked ponderingly, "Could it be because of Andashir's roots buried deep in the ground?"

"After obtaining the information provided by the undead worms, Tichondrius and Ner'zhul should have studied and understood this world tree. If they tampered with the countless underground passages..."

Celeste thought for a while and came to the conclusion, "Theoretically, it can be done, but the orc's spell attainment is very rough, and it should be unlikely that it was Ner'zhul's handwriting, that is to say..."

"The Dreadlord?"

Andrea smacked her lips in displeasure, "Those damned bats... Maiev, did you gain anything from Mal'Ganis' torture?"

Maiev shook her head regretfully, "No, these guys are not afraid of torture by mortals, they should have received stricter torture training before."

"However, the main reason is that he cannot simply die. There are many severe punishments that I dare not take."

"Then don't worry anymore."

Andrea sneered, "I'll ask Letty to assist you, to ensure that the guy's soul can't escape after death, and torment him as much as you want."

Leticia had a deep-seated hatred for the Dreadlord, and when she heard that she had the opportunity to torture them, the girl's eyes lit up immediately.

...

Archimonde was very strict with his subordinates. Anyone who dared to cheat under his orders would end well.

Demons can indeed be resurrected, but only if their souls can escape back into the Twisting Nether.

With Archimonde's ability, it is not difficult to intercept the demon's soul. He will hand over these disobedient demon souls to the Witch of Destroyer, and these terrifying torturers who make the legion demons also fear the news will slowly take care of these souls.

When the nearest draenei and orc reinforcements arrived in Kalimdor first, the vanguard sent by Archimonde also began to attack.

However, the first battle of this war is not at Mount Hyjal and Winterspring, but at the junction of the Azshara region and Ashenvale.

Demons can use the portal to forcefully enter the Winterspring valley surrounded by mountains, but the orcs and Draenei can't. The place they choose to land is Storm Harbor in the east of Azshara.

The night elves set up a semi-permanent portal at the junction of the Azshara region and Mount Hyjal. When the orcs and draenei who did not like each other unexpectedly met here, they were ambushed by the Burning Legion at the same time.

Leading this surprise attack force was Archimonde's favorite vanguard general - Mannoroth the Destroyer.

This powerful abyss lord was sent by Archimonde to harass the night elves' rear. Before that, he had been running around in the Ashenvale forest and sneaking into Felwood forest from time to time.

The orcs had dealt with Mannoroth many years ago, and the draenei were no strangers to him either.

The two tribes that did not cooperate with each other fought Mannoroth and his adjutant Kazak respectively. The Draenei were found by Kazak, the doomsday guard, and Mannoroth went to pack his toys himself.

That's right, toys.

He regards the orcs who drank his own blood as his servants and toys. Now that these toys want to break free from the shackles of their masters, Mannoroth thinks it is necessary to teach them a profound lesson.

"Storm and Thunder, please lend me your strength!"

The Doomhammer in Go'el's hand flashed blinding thunder, and with the help of the young shaman and Drek'Thar, a large thundercloud condensed in the sky.

"Boom!"

Blue and white lightning fell from the clouds. Mannoroth didn't suffer too much damage from the lightning, but his actions were temporarily paralyzed by the lightning. Unfortunately, it seemed that he couldn't be trapped for too long.

As the orc chieftain who took the lead in drinking the blood of the devil, Grom has been guilty of his reckless pursuit of power since he learned the truth.

The battle with Mannoroth finally gave him the opportunity to wash away his shame. Grom, who was exhausted due to the decline of the demon's blood, exerted his fighting power at his peak under the catalysis of excited emotions.

"Roar!"

The ax leaped high and slashed at Mannoroth, who was temporarily unable to move. Grom had used this move to kill Draenor's powerful creature Gron before.

However, after all, Mannoroth was not comparable to Gron and his ilk. After breaking free from Goel's shackles, he swept the double-headed spear in his hand, and lightly blocked Grom's sacrificial blow.

Just as Mannoroth was smirking and swinging his spear to attack the defenseless Grom, Goel's guard captain Brox deftly struck Mannoroth's supporting foreleg with an axe.

"Devil, where are you looking? This way!"

"Aw!"

Angrily, Mannoroth, who was suffering from pain, condensed a fel energy ray on the spear, and blasted it in the direction of Brox.

"drink!"

In the nick of time, he used a heroic leap to avoid the range attack area. Brox looked back at the forest that had been blown up by a large amount of fel energy, and once again clenched the battle ax in his sweaty palms.

There are not many orcs who are qualified to participate in the battle of Mannoroth, and those who are too weak just go up to deliver food.

Unwillingly, Orgrim clenched his fists, forced himself to calm down, and calmly commanded the orc army to block the attack of the demon soldiers.

‘Guil, this battle is the redemption battle of the orcs, we must win! '