Many slightly petite female Naga with multiple arms appeared on the surface of the sea. They chanted incantations and covered the giants with a layer of armor-like water ripples.
They looked more like flame giants stepping out of the sea.
Turalyan spat on the ground. "Damn it!" It's the Sea Giants! It's the Burning Legion again. "
The Sea Giants' lifelong duty was to maintain the cleanliness and peace of the ocean. They rarely came to the surface world, preferring to stay at the bottom of the sea alone. They liked being worshipped by the murlocs, but they were mortal enemies with the Nagas.
Legend had it that the Sea Giants would approach the surface world in search of these Nagas.
Normally, it was impossible for the Sea Giants and the Nagas to get together.
Now, it was obvious from the Sea Giants' violent scarlet eyes that they had been enslaved by the power of the demons.
As the frontline battle, under Duque's instructions, the situation on the beach was broadcast live to Mount Hyjal. In front of the three camps at the foot of the mountain, halfway up the mountain, and at the top of the mountain, there was a huge magic projection screen 40 meters high and 100 meters wide, conveying the information of the Burning Legion to the soldiers of the three major factions.
At the foot of the mountain, Grom snorted disdainfully. "Tch! The Gollons are bigger and much more agile than these guys. "
Sal sighed and had to coax Grom. "The Gollons won't charge in a group of hundreds or thousands, and there's only one Grom Hellscream in the entire Horde!"
Flattery was a technical skill, and once it was done well, it was quite powerful.
The Hellscream family was famous for their Gollons.
But even in Draenor, terrifying monsters like the Gollons, who were more than ten meters tall, were still rare. According to incomplete statistics, the number of Gollons could barely reach four figures. Usually, one Gollon could lead an entire Ogre clan, so Sal was right. There would never be a spectacular scene of a thousand Gollons charging.
However, seeing that the Alliance's position had to face the charge of at least 500 Sea Giants, Sal was still worried for the Alliance, even if it was not the Horde that was facing the enemy.
If the Alliance's first battle collapsed easily, it would be the Horde's turn to face these monsters in two days at most.
In front of the terrifying height of the Sea Giants, the Horde's arrow towers were toys.
Sal suddenly missed Orgrim's personal guards, which were almost all elite guards made up of the strongest Ogres.
"If it's them, maybe they can fight against the Sea Giant Legion," Sal muttered.
Gazing at the projection on the mountainside, Jaina asked, "Is it really okay for you not to go to the front line?"
Duque did not even look back. "They … They are proof that I came to this world. If they fail, it will be my failure.
On top of Mount Hyjal, Tyrande and Malfurion's eyelids twitched.
"Prepare for the ceremony," Tyrande said.
Malfurion: "Okay!"
"Star Translated" Of God.
Turayan finally gave the order from the command post. "Chain grenades!"
Of of the Sea.
What Nagof Sea of of. of the Sea. The two small iron balls were chained together. When the iron ball and the iron chain were shot out of the cannon, if the target was hit, the iron ball would be pulled by the iron chain and spin continuously, breaking the mast of the enemy's sailboat.
Two small iron balls were chained together. When the iron balls and chains were shot out of the cannon, the Sea Giants' ankles would be pulled down by the force of the impact.
From the small bunker on the beach, small steel cannons fired black chain bullets, accurately hitting the Sea Giant's ankles, causing its huge body to stumble.
Looking at the struggling Sea Giants, Turalyon raised his right hand and swung it down.
Turalyon's adjutant immediately understood and gave the order that he had already prepared. "First Artillery Team, First Shooting Zhu, three consecutive shots!"
Turalyon's adjutant immediately understood, and in one breath, he gave the order that he had already prepared, "Artillery Team 1, Shooting Zhu Yuan 1, three consecutive shots!"
Behind a small hill at the back of the beach, the Dwarven Cannoneers were busy communicating with each other using hand signals and semaphore signals. They fired a large number of mortar shells at their predetermined targets.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh —"
After the ear-piercing sound of something tearing through the air, a series of rumbling explosions rang out.
The entire beach instantly turned into a fiery hell.
The Sea Giants' crude leather clothes and shoulder armor made from the skulls of large deep-sea creatures could not withstand the explosion of modern gunpowder. Flesh and blood flew everywhere.
A few unlucky ones were blown to death by the mortar shells.
Perhaps, this was a kind of luck.
Because their compatriots were often too tenacious, they had to struggle on the beach for a long time before they finally breathed their last.
Turalyon, who was observing through his binoculars, said, "First Artillery Team, retreat!"
The adjutant seemed hesitant. The situation was just right. If there were two more waves … the effect would be better.
After all, it was very inconvenient to install the mortar in this era. It would be troublesome to adjust the design parameters after moving the position.
Turalyon's thunderous roar followed, "Execute the order!"
The adjutant shivered and immediately relayed the order.
Fortunately, the Alliance was not greedy.
The Burning Legion's counterattack arrived almost as soon as the artillery team retreated. It was the group of Gargoyles that swooped down from the clouds.
They swooped down so quickly that the Alliance's griffins could not reach the scene in time. Unfortunately, they missed their target, and had no choice but to engage in battle with the Gryphon Squadron that arrived later.
On the sea, a figure that seemed to be standing on the waves snorted coldly.
"Useless!"
It was a Great Lich. He gently clenched his claws that were full of white bones. In the next second, a scream came from beside him.
"Ah — My Lord, spare me —" It was a huge female Naga with a beautiful face but a dangerous aura all over her body.
In the original history, she single-handedly directed the fall of the Blood Elf King Kael 'thas and became Illidan's sharpest lackey. She was the former Queen Azshara's personal maid, the future Colifang Queen Vashj.
Originally, she should not have directly participated in the Burning Legion's Mount Hyjal operation. But under the teasing of fate, she unexpectedly joined the Burning Legion in advance and became the vanguard of the invasion of Mount Hyjal.
"Useless trash. Since you are still of some use to the Burning Legion, get lost!" The Great Lich said with extreme contempt.
"Thank you! Lord Recchi Winterfrost! "Vashj hurriedly dived into the deep sea.
The beach fell into a strange situation.
The Burning Legion stopped attacking. Only the dying Sea Giants were still struggling. Even the bubbles that floated to the surface had disappeared.
Just as Turalyon was confused, the adjutant's reminder startled him.
"Look!"
Following the adjutant's finger, Turalyon was shocked to find that the horizon had become the horizon.
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