Keep killing them until they run away!

Keep killing them until they dare not turn around and curse us again!"

Lao Niu's pre-war declaration obviously went perfectly.

The morale of a group of young cows was quickly boosted. They howled and followed the old cow out of the cabin, and were the first to step into the teleportation cabin used for landing operations with the blessings of other races.

Because the tauren are thick-skinned and powerful, and they were blessed by the Stone Mother with the unique attribute of increasing their strength when standing on the earth, they were arranged to be the first batch to land on the land of Argus.

For the same reason, the orcs, dwarves, and draenei defenders were also the first group to attack.

These guys were fearless and laughed about death. The dwarves were drinking heavily, the orcs were receiving blessings from the shamans, and the usually gentle draenei were particularly anxious.

Perhaps more because of their sense of mission to finally return to their birthplace to fight the demon that destroyed their world after being away from their hometown for more than 20,000 years.

The super-light spacecraft traveled very fast. In less than twenty minutes, they appeared in the orbit of the planet Argus and landed all the way down to the land of Krokuun.

After seeing one-fifth of Krokuon's continental shelf being cut off, all the commanders were horrified by the cruelty of this war.

But the landing operations that have been planned cannot be delayed.

So soon, the first batch of landing pods was dropped into the center of Krokuun, near the Annihlan melting pool. According to the attack plan obtained by the commanders, that was the base camp of the advance army, and it was definitely occupied.

The devil besieged the most deadly place.

Good steel must be used on the blade, the first target is there!

Three huge landing pods fell from the sky. These landing pods were designed and customized on Mechagon Island, a land of mechanical dwarves. They were equipped with disposable reverse thrust rockets. Their internal structures were large and black, allowing them to be deployed immediately after landing to create temporary structures.

position.

With a huge sound, the three landing pods slammed into the hole-riddled ground of Krokuun.

The old cow took a deep breath, put his golden war helmet on his head, held the hand of burning, and rushed out first with the tauren war flag.

The acuity of this presbyopic old soldier in war is extremely terrifying.

After he rushed out, he saw a demon guard running towards him. He swung his war hammer and smashed the guy's head into his chest.

After winning the first blood, Lao Niu was full of fighting spirit and was preparing to find more enemies, and then...

Then there is no more.

A drunken orc was riding on an equally drunk warg, holding a large crossbow. He stood unhappily in the fog of war that dissipated in front of him. He was very rude to the old cow who exuded cold murderous intent.

explain:

"Hey! You stole my prey, and I was only one short of getting the third place in the 'Turkey Hunting' contest organized by Mr. Black! Bah, cursing those damn demon hunters and letting them compete on the same stage with us is completely ridiculous.

Cheating!"

"Huh? Turkey hunting? Where's the turkey?"

Lao Niu scratched his head and asked doubtfully.

The drunk Orc Wolf Cavalry rolled his eyes and was too lazy to say anything more to him. He glanced at the soldiers of all races rushing out behind him, shouting various slogans.

Only then did the drunkard realize that the golden tauren in front of him was not lost or a competitor, but the main force of Azeroth had arrived.

No wonder the noise was so loud just now, they thought it was a devil intent on attacking.

"Ah, I told you earlier that you were reinforcements."

The drunk orc laughed and waved his hand and said:

"Come on, come on! The headquarters is holding a victory banquet. It has been held for two days in a row. If you come back later, all the good Tabu mutton will be eaten up.

Come, follow me, brothers.

Let's go drink some wine first and take a look at you. You must be exhausted from the journey. If you walk over there, you can still see Mannoroth's big head!

That was killed by the hero of our orc Warsong clan with an axe!

I was there to watch the whole process. The powerful Chief Grom roared, glared, and swung his ax. The big-assed demon screamed for mercy and was hacked to death again!

It's as easy as crushing an ant.

Hahaha, I can tell this story for a whole year after I go back to Draenor!"
Chapter completed!