Like a falling mountain, the Sky Breaker fell from the sky and pressed towards the ground.
On the three-tiered gun deck, guns of various calibers were spraying flames at the same time, and dense shells were like hail falling on the demons in the wilderness.
Like a huge carpet slowly spreading, orange cannon fire stretched south from the front of the wall, covering almost the entire land under its shroud.
Shrapnel flew, artillery fire swept through, and a tidal wave of steel and flame flooded the ground, angrily cleaning it of uncleanness and pollution.
The twin heavy turrets on either side of the bow roared and rained down on the Doomsday Guards as they flew through the air, sending them down like broken leaves.
More than one demon hurled their weapons into the sky, but they didn't do any damage except for a few sparks from the bottom of the Skybreaker's steel-shielded ship, and the dying struggles all stopped after the battleship dropped a large bomb the size of a dinghy.
As if a sun suddenly appeared on the ground, the huge bomb instantly released endless light and heat, within a radius of fifty yards around the impact point, everything was torn to pieces, flesh, bones, and even armor and weapons, all of which were blown into powder, at that moment, even the defenders on the city wall felt the shock wave rushing in their faces, people subconsciously covered their eyes with their hands to avoid the dazzling bright light, more than one person was pushed off the city wall by the shock wave, It was blown out like a fallen leaf, and I couldn't get up for a long time.
Even the Sky Breaker itself, which had released the bomb, was stirred up by the turbulent air that roared through the canyon, and it took a while for it to stabilize again.
When the earth-shattering explosion finally died down and the smoke gradually cleared, people were surprised to find that the battle was over, the city walls had completely turned into white ground, and the demonic tide that once covered the ground had completely disappeared, leaving only a huge deep pit, only far from the center of the explosion, there were still some broken corpses, weapons and armor fragments.
In front of this destructive power that seems to be shattering the heavens and the earth, even the demons who are known for their physical strength in many planes are only as fragile as lowly ants.
The demons finally realized the fate of defeat and no longer poured out of the canyon, but the Sky Breaker pursued all the way down the canyon, sweeping away the group of panicked and fleeing dogs with iron and fire.
Looking at the fading flames, after a brief silence, a huge cheer erupted from above the city walls.
This is the joy of the final victory, but also the joy of the rest of the life after the war, the enemy who fought with them before suddenly disappeared, many people who were still holding on to the ground at the moment, the human and dwarves living above and below the city wall at this moment are no more than three hundred, even the survivors are mostly covered in injuries, broken hands and feet can only be regarded as minor injuries among these people, because there are not a few people who have been disemboweled, and the intestines are flowing out, and some people have even had their brains opened, revealing the jelly-like trembling brains inside.
Only one of the three priests of the Storm Whip was dead at the moment, busy with the crowd of wounded, but his mana had long since been depleted, and he had to bandage the heaviest wounded so that they could hold on a little longer.
In fact, not only him, but all the spellcasters of the Moon Creek Brigade had already exhausted their mana, and even the gnoll shaman Van Goray was completely powerless at the moment, and his water elemental totem pole was dispelled by an Ereda Warlock in the battle just now, so he didn't want to think about rebuilding the connection with the water element in a short time.
However, his shaman's apprentice - the only one left, the others were killed in battle - the water elemental totem pole was still there, and although it could only cast the lowest level of healing springs, it was better than nothing.
Diego gathers his spirit and wants to give Brian next to him who vomits blood?
Bronze Whisker released a holy light technique, but as soon as he concentrated, he felt a sharp pain like a pinprick in his brain, and the power of holy light that had just flowed to the end of his fingers suddenly collapsed, and he could no longer condense it.
"Don't bother, I won't be able to die for a while!"
The copperbearded dwarf coughed out another mouthful of blood and said weakly.
Although the fine dwarven armor saved him from the blades, it could not defend himself against the heavy hammer blows of the demons, and he now felt like his chest was on fire, burning and heartburning, a symptom of wounded internal organs.
Just then, Masrae staggered over to him, he was now in Night Elf form—he was no longer strong enough to keep the druid from shape.
"Oh, one for each person!"
He sat down next to Diego, then stretched out his palm, and there were a few red wild berries lying in the palm of his palm, "This is the druid's spell casting material, although the effect of eating this alone is not as good as the healing technique, but it has been infiltrated by the druid's natural power for a long time, it can be somewhat useful, and it should be emergency first!"
” "I don't need it, let's divide it among the guys!"
Diego waved his hand and said.
"Come on, if you don't want to die of excessive blood loss, hurry up and get one!"
Masrae pursed his lips and pointed to his shoulder, mockingly.
Diego was a little surprised and touched the side of his shoulder near the base of his neck, and then touched a wound the size of a baby's mouth, and this mouth was still open, and blood oozed from it from time to time.
Diego couldn't remember where the wound came from, was it the purple-eyed Sartre's dagger in secret, or the obsidian blade of the six-armed destroyer?
In any case, judging from the numb touch around the wound, the weapon that caused this wound must have been quenched with paralyzing poison on it, and if it weren't for the holy light in his body that resisted the invasion of most of the medicinal power, he would have been completely paralyzed by now.
Diego didn't say no.
He took a berry and threw it into his mouth, and in the next second, the extremely sour taste spread in his mouth, making him shiver, but soon, the bleeding from the wound on his shoulder stopped, and even his original trance-like spirit was lifted a lot.
"It works pretty well!"
He nodded and sighed in a low voice, but he also knew that the curative effect of this fruit was over, and more and better treatments were needed to completely heal the wound.
But more and better healers soon arrived.
After ploughing the serpent valley with iron and torches, the Sky Breaker did not continue its pursuit, but returned to the city walls.
As the warship slowly descended to a height of more than a meter above the ground, a long gangplank clattered against the city wall, but it was a group of priests who ran down from the ship first—the king knew better than anyone what the remnants needed most!
There were no pleasantries, no inquiries, the priests scattered the moment they stepped onto the walls, running towards the mortally wounded, and in a moment, the walls were filled with the glow of the priests performing their healing spells.
In this series of flashes of light, King Varian?
Wryon strode down the gangway.
"I'm sorry I'm late," said the King earnestly in front of the greeters who stood in a row at the bottom of the gangway, his rebuke giving a look of surprise to the faces of the listeners, "and though I can find a hundred reasons for my tardiness, I am well aware that they are excuses, and that it is because of my tardiness that you have suffered a great sacrifice, for which I apologize!"
” "But anyway, you arrived in time!
You saved us!
"Brian?
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Brass said loudly.
Everyone else looked at him, but they clearly agreed with him.
"Well, the point of my words today is not self-reproach, but about this great victory, and I will say that you have done a great job!
It's been too long since I've seen such a heroic battle, especially after the Five Heroes left Azeroth on an expedition against Draenor!
From this day forward, your fame will spread to every corner of Azeroth, and the deeds that have taken place in the Valley of the Serpent will be compiled into an epic, sung by all the bards, and you—" the king pointed his finger to everyone present, his voice as loud as thunder, "is the protagonist of this epic!
” There was a cheer from the crowd, knowing that being recognized by a king as a hero on a par with Tulayan, Khadgar, and others would be a glory that would have bragged to the children for a lifetime, not to mention that they would be part of a great epic that would be passed down from generation to generation and become immortal!
…… In the twenty-four years of the Dark Gate's war against the invasion of the Burning Legion, the most tragic was undoubtedly the Battle of the Snake Valley.
In this battle, the Yuexi Brigade stationed in Pansnake Valley suffered more than eighty percent casualties, and some companies even lost all of them, leaving only one military flag, but they still withstood the repeated attacks of the seven demon legions with their flesh and blood and iron will, and held on until the successive reinforcements of the Brute Hammer Dwarf, the Copperbeard Dwarf and the final arrival of the Sky Breaker.
The glorious results of this battle soon spread throughout the Cursed Land - the seven demon legions that attacked the Valley of the Coiled Snake paid a heavy price, five of them were directly disabled, not one in ten, and the only two remaining legions also suffered more than half of the casualties, almost completely losing their combat effectiveness.
After this battle, the Burning Legion had to stop its assault on the northern part of the Cursed Lands, retreat back to the area of the Demon Fortress to regain strength, lick its wounds, and wait for more demons to pass through the Dark Gate, and the invasion of the Burning Legion entered a stalemate.
As more troops arrived, the prestige of the Moon Creek Brigade spread among the various clans.
The Moon Creek Brigade has also been promoted from an obscure aristocratic private army to a steel ace on par with the Seventh Legion of the Alliance!
Not only in Azeroth, but the prestige of the Moonstream Brigade has also spread to many planes by the demons, and the wall they eventually held on to was even called the "Wall of Sighs" by the demons!