Gradually, among all the messy and harsh noises made by the giant insect, Shiloma captured several syllables that had been repeated, Rajax, Rajax....
Although she had no idea about the language and communication methods of Qilazeng people, she also vaguely felt that this might be its name.
Just as the Qilazeng people were about to launch the next attack, the loud horn sounded, and hundreds of night elves warriors poured into the battlefield from the east and west.
Vandal and Vastanen and his son were already covered in blood and were also excited. They took this opportunity to lead their troops to the core of the Sea of Insects. After reinforcements from both wings were brought into the main force, the torrent of the night elves quickly destroyed the other party's wings and surrounded the center of the Qilazang Army.
Shiloma firmly believed that victory would belong to them, but the tragic level of the battle exceeded her expectations. The Night Elf Legion had been fighting here for a whole day and night. In the middle of the battlefield, Vandal and Vastanen and his son had also fought with General Qilazengmen for a long time.
After struggling to avoid several waves of flying chera worm attacks, Shiloma glanced at the father and son who were still fighting with the worm general.
At this time, the general had noticed that the number of Qilazang people had been decreasing. He jumped to the rear in a few big strides and drilled into the underground from the sand dune where Vandal first discovered it.
After it disappeared, some remaining insect creatures quickly blocked the hole tightly.
Under the strict vigil arrangement, the Night Elf Army finally got a chance to breathe.
However, Vandal knew that they were still far from eradicating the threat posed by the Qilazang people, and the battle was likely to start again at dawn.
This night was a sleepless night for many night elves in the army. The sound of killing in the battlefield was still lingering in their ears. This was particularly disturbing in the desert of night that was as quiet as death.
The next morning, the night elves regained their morale and surrounded the sand dune where General Qila Cyborgs disappeared, but only the misty yellow sand awaited them.
Shiloma looked out to the horizon, and there was a tranquility, and even an insect shadow could not be seen.
However, just as Vandal planned to march into the insect nest, a messenger brought shocking news: Nanfeng Village was attacked by insect swarms.
Vandal considered the plan to withdraw all the troops into Nanfeng Village and defend the village with all his might, but he felt that this was inappropriate. The army left the main road, which would undoubtedly allow other insect legions to launch an unimpeded attack, especially when the number and location of this group of insects were still unclear.
Vastann saw through his father's thoughts and proposed to lead a small team to assist in defending Nanfeng Village so that his father Vandal could continue to ensure the blockade of the road.
At that time, Shiloma, who was standing beside him, could only get a piece of conversation:
This may be a trap.Vandal said.
We must never risk giving up the village, father.Vastann replied.
I'm going.I will guard the village for you and return in triumph, and your name will become a symbol of glory!
Vandal nodded reluctantly, as long as you can come back safely, I will be very satisfied.
Vastann quickly assembled a small team and left the camp under the sight of his father Vandal.
Although Shiloma was worried about dispersing her troops, she could also understand the necessity of Vastann's action.
In the following days, Shiloma and her companions withstood waves of offensives. However, although the alien insects still gathered from the insect nests everywhere to the front of the night elves army, the Qila insects never appeared again.
The fear gradually spread to Shiloma's heart, and the long-term disappearance of the alien insect gave her an extremely ominous premonition.
She was worried about Vastanne's fate, and in the gap between the battles for several days, she could see Vandal silently staring at the horizon, waiting for his son to return.
At noon on the third day, when the scorching sun reached the zenith, the Qilazeng people finally appeared, and the number was astonishing.
The air was also shaking with the sound of flying insects hitting their wings; insects on the ground were already piled up all over the horizon.
They scattered silently in front of Vandal and his soldiers, like clouds covering the sun.
Vandal quickly adjusted the formation of the army and stood in front with one horse, with the storm crow surrounding his head, and the druid, who had transformed into a bear form, anxiously digging the sand.
Not long after, a passage was split in the sea of insects, and the general of the Qila Zombie with a full body of carapace came into view. It captured a scarred night elf in its pair of tangled claws.
It slowly walked to the forefront of the swarm and showed the night elf Vastanne deer helmet in its claws before everyone.
The commotion spread rapidly in the neat array.
Shiloma also felt her heart suddenly sink.
Vandal stood in front silently. After learning that Nanfeng Village had fallen into the opponent, what he was most worried about was undoubtedly his son's life and death, and the answer to this question seemed to be clear.
Despair, anger and fear, three emotions filled his mind. The decision to agree to let the child rush to Nanfeng Village now makes him regret it.
Vastann was being locked in the general's claws, as if he was saying something to General Qilazeng with his last breath, but the others couldn't hear clearly because the distance was too far away.
Seeing this scene, Vandal screamed and rushed out of the queue. The night elves army also charged with their commander. Helplessly, the distance between the two armies was too far... Before General Qilazengmen took action, Shiloma realized the ultimate fate of Vastanen.
The general Qilazeng Man moved. He clamped Vastanen's body tightly with his other claws, and then his claws began to tighten slowly, crushing the young man's sternum... and then pulled it hard, tearing his body in half.
Vandal collapsed, his body trembled and knelt on the ground. The entourage and subordinates behind him quickly came over to block him.
The two armies finally began hand-to-hand combat, and at the same time, a sandstorm swept across the east, completely obscuring the sunlight.
The air stagnated, and every night elf warrior felt the deathly suffocation.
Shiloma was forced by the wind and could not move forward any further. The roar of the wind, accompanied by the sound of swords and swords, and the screams of her companions poured into her long ears. The only thing she could do was close her eyes and wait for the storm to leave.
Although she had no idea about the language and communication methods of Qilazeng people, she also vaguely felt that this might be its name.
Just as the Qilazeng people were about to launch the next attack, the loud horn sounded, and hundreds of night elves warriors poured into the battlefield from the east and west.
Vandal and Vastanen and his son were already covered in blood and were also excited. They took this opportunity to lead their troops to the core of the Sea of Insects. After reinforcements from both wings were brought into the main force, the torrent of the night elves quickly destroyed the other party's wings and surrounded the center of the Qilazang Army.
Shiloma firmly believed that victory would belong to them, but the tragic level of the battle exceeded her expectations. The Night Elf Legion had been fighting here for a whole day and night. In the middle of the battlefield, Vandal and Vastanen and his son had also fought with General Qilazengmen for a long time.
After struggling to avoid several waves of flying chera worm attacks, Shiloma glanced at the father and son who were still fighting with the worm general.
At this time, the general had noticed that the number of Qilazang people had been decreasing. He jumped to the rear in a few big strides and drilled into the underground from the sand dune where Vandal first discovered it.
After it disappeared, some remaining insect creatures quickly blocked the hole tightly.
Under the strict vigil arrangement, the Night Elf Army finally got a chance to breathe.
However, Vandal knew that they were still far from eradicating the threat posed by the Qilazang people, and the battle was likely to start again at dawn.
This night was a sleepless night for many night elves in the army. The sound of killing in the battlefield was still lingering in their ears. This was particularly disturbing in the desert of night that was as quiet as death.
The next morning, the night elves regained their morale and surrounded the sand dune where General Qila Cyborgs disappeared, but only the misty yellow sand awaited them.
Shiloma looked out to the horizon, and there was a tranquility, and even an insect shadow could not be seen.
However, just as Vandal planned to march into the insect nest, a messenger brought shocking news: Nanfeng Village was attacked by insect swarms.
Vandal considered the plan to withdraw all the troops into Nanfeng Village and defend the village with all his might, but he felt that this was inappropriate. The army left the main road, which would undoubtedly allow other insect legions to launch an unimpeded attack, especially when the number and location of this group of insects were still unclear.
Vastann saw through his father's thoughts and proposed to lead a small team to assist in defending Nanfeng Village so that his father Vandal could continue to ensure the blockade of the road.
At that time, Shiloma, who was standing beside him, could only get a piece of conversation:
This may be a trap.Vandal said.
We must never risk giving up the village, father.Vastann replied.
I'm going.I will guard the village for you and return in triumph, and your name will become a symbol of glory!
Vandal nodded reluctantly, as long as you can come back safely, I will be very satisfied.
Vastann quickly assembled a small team and left the camp under the sight of his father Vandal.
Although Shiloma was worried about dispersing her troops, she could also understand the necessity of Vastann's action.
In the following days, Shiloma and her companions withstood waves of offensives. However, although the alien insects still gathered from the insect nests everywhere to the front of the night elves army, the Qila insects never appeared again.
The fear gradually spread to Shiloma's heart, and the long-term disappearance of the alien insect gave her an extremely ominous premonition.
She was worried about Vastanne's fate, and in the gap between the battles for several days, she could see Vandal silently staring at the horizon, waiting for his son to return.
At noon on the third day, when the scorching sun reached the zenith, the Qilazeng people finally appeared, and the number was astonishing.
The air was also shaking with the sound of flying insects hitting their wings; insects on the ground were already piled up all over the horizon.
They scattered silently in front of Vandal and his soldiers, like clouds covering the sun.
Vandal quickly adjusted the formation of the army and stood in front with one horse, with the storm crow surrounding his head, and the druid, who had transformed into a bear form, anxiously digging the sand.
Not long after, a passage was split in the sea of insects, and the general of the Qila Zombie with a full body of carapace came into view. It captured a scarred night elf in its pair of tangled claws.
It slowly walked to the forefront of the swarm and showed the night elf Vastanne deer helmet in its claws before everyone.
The commotion spread rapidly in the neat array.
Shiloma also felt her heart suddenly sink.
Vandal stood in front silently. After learning that Nanfeng Village had fallen into the opponent, what he was most worried about was undoubtedly his son's life and death, and the answer to this question seemed to be clear.
Despair, anger and fear, three emotions filled his mind. The decision to agree to let the child rush to Nanfeng Village now makes him regret it.
Vastann was being locked in the general's claws, as if he was saying something to General Qilazeng with his last breath, but the others couldn't hear clearly because the distance was too far away.
Seeing this scene, Vandal screamed and rushed out of the queue. The night elves army also charged with their commander. Helplessly, the distance between the two armies was too far... Before General Qilazengmen took action, Shiloma realized the ultimate fate of Vastanen.
The general Qilazeng Man moved. He clamped Vastanen's body tightly with his other claws, and then his claws began to tighten slowly, crushing the young man's sternum... and then pulled it hard, tearing his body in half.
Vandal collapsed, his body trembled and knelt on the ground. The entourage and subordinates behind him quickly came over to block him.
The two armies finally began hand-to-hand combat, and at the same time, a sandstorm swept across the east, completely obscuring the sunlight.
The air stagnated, and every night elf warrior felt the deathly suffocation.
Shiloma was forced by the wind and could not move forward any further. The roar of the wind, accompanied by the sound of swords and swords, and the screams of her companions poured into her long ears. The only thing she could do was close her eyes and wait for the storm to leave.
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