Not to the ground, but to the sky
It looks like red cone fireworks are blooming one by one, and their unique posture breaks those black death haze.
Every red shell is equal to thousands of tiny flame warheads.
They fly into the sky without fear, and everything pours out their destructive power.
Sal saw a shell with his own eyes. Gargoyle, the nearest to him, was directly smashed into a sieve, solid and thick as a stone wall. Wings were large and small holes. It took a sledgehammer to break the head and chest, and it was pitted and cracked.
Limited flying height and area, Mount Hyjal Mountain Road is definitely the best place for dwarfs, such magical shells, to be fierce, and to say less about 30 or 40 Gargoyle falling from the sky with one shot.
Gargoyle group, which was dense and numerous, suddenly became riddled with holes like dark clouds after several rounds of artillery fire.
Many Gargoyle are still unable to move after falling from the sky. They still drive their burly bodies to climb in the direction of the city wall.
Sal curled his lips. "Woking!"
"white!"
Teams of dark spear trolls poured into the city head, and their orc soldiers stretched their arms behind them more slender than the orcs, rounded their arms and smashed pieces of boulders out.
Troll throwing has a talent far less than that of orcs.
Pieces of kettle-sized stones draw straight lines in half and hit the ground. Gargoyle "Crash!" There are continuous stones breaking everywhere.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Cool! It’s fucking cool! "
Orcs and tauren warriors are cheering loudly even though they are sticking to the city wall. The plight of the enemy is their best stimulant.
Then the alliance came.
A small group of knights found Thrall, who spoke an awkward orcish language: "The first line of defense of the Grand Chief Pavilion is saturated, and the Deputy Commander Turayan Pavilion hopes that you can temporarily give up the first wall."
"Give up! We’ve just warmed up! A lot of great guys behind us didn’t even touch the enemy, "Tauren Chieftain Kane muttered."
Sal looked at the mountain road, the wall after wall, and looked at the dead passage that had been filled with bodies in front of him. He stopped Kane with a wave of his hand. "No, we have lost our geographical position. We have to defend for a long time!"
The knight was relieved. "Please evacuate the wounded tribal warriors first and enter the second line of defense. There will be a special medical team to take care of them. Don’t worry, it’s not just dwarf artillery, night elves and blood elves. Sentinels and rangers will cover your retreat."
"Thank you!" Sal humbly replied.
The knight raised a red flag and shook it toward the rear. Sal suddenly felt the fire behind him more fierce.
The density of artillery fire in the sky is at least just twice, except for a few accidental injuries, 99% of which are blown to the burning legion.
He nodded with satisfaction and let his hands cover each other and evacuate.
More than 10,000 tribal warriors were divided into four teams, three teams evacuated first, and the fourth team stayed until the first three teams entered the second line of defense and two gates were evacuated.
At this time, zombies and ghouls were stopped by extremely precise and sharp arrows.
Hatred and Gargoyle are greeted by dwarf artillery and muskets.
The tribe successfully evacuated at the cost of less than 100 deaths.
"Damn it, we should just adjust the shooting and blow up those damn green skins with the undead monsters." Parrim swore
Brian patted his forehead. "You didn’t say so!"
A group of dwarves "…"
However, more dwarves look to a few human knights sent by the Federation headquarters. The dwarves finally know what these humans are doing, just for fear that they will mess around when their heads are hot!
There was a heated debate over the Burning Legion at this time.
Anatheron’s first fear demon king thought it was necessary to slow down and find a countermeasure. "The alliance artillery fire is too sharp, we don’t have enough cannon fodder, and the terrain is too narrow. It is not a good idea to storm blindly."
Azgalo, the Lord of the Abyss, sneered and ironically said, "Has Anatheron been in this world for a long time and even his brain is broken?" The Burning Legion has destroyed several worlds, and this one is no exception. "
Anatheron’s face sank. "This is the only planet where the Burning Legion has failed more than once, and even the owner of Sargeras has lost contact here."
Now that we’re talking about their boss, Azgalo, it’s hard to say, "Since you’re so scared, let me take the lead."
The Abyss Lord moved his fat, quadruped, heavy double-headed and double-edged sword and left laughing.
Anatheron spat at Azgalo’s back, "Idiot! Let you and your hands consume dwarf shells. "
The first high-level demon to enter this world, the Lord of Fear, has a better understanding of the fighting power of Azeroth mortals.
Before Archimonde’s arrival, if there were no lich to solidify the fortress and build a large-scale magic circle [protective shell], I’m afraid the Natural Disaster Corps would be defeated in Lordaeron.
If Lordaeron falls, the whole continent of Lordaeron will probably become a monolithic block again for the Burning Legion to take over.
Fortunately, Archimonde arrived.
In a short time, I saw Azgalo’s huge mountain figure, the first Nijo Castle wall, and the human soldiers looked a little pale
Mograine spat at the wall. "Unfortunately, there are tribes …"
Chapter 937 Hold your breath (limit the end of the first more)
The 15-meter-high city wall is the limit that the short-term alliance engineering team can achieve. Even if the cement is better than the old Shi Zhuan city wall, there are still various bearing and foundation problems.
Mograine knows very well that if it was fifteen years ago, the League brothers could rely on a wooden fence five or six meters high to resist the burning legion.
However, reinforced concrete is used to block zombies and ghouls, so we can make do with this kind of demon, which is high and nine meters high. It’s just a joke about his life.
Not to mention it’s a bit like the dragon pit Lord.
If he doesn’t reach the wall and block it, 3,000 Union soldiers will die.
"Help!" Mograine gave the order
Immediately, the magic letter, the letter representing the strong enemy and the call for help, and the most unified riding letter were launched at the same time. Insurance is the key.
"Huh?" Allies and tribal powers learned of the danger almost in no particular order.
Just after entering the third floor of the city wall, Sal’s frown is not only the reaction of the alliance soldiers, but also his keen perception of the shock from the distant land. Although he has not yet officially become a shaman, Sal’s natural talent is unparalleled
"Go to the wall to see" Liuvarok looked at the troops, and Sal immediately took Kane, Grom, Woking and other chiefs to the third floor of the wall.
The huge horror figure in the distance caught the eye of the tribe’s strong people.
"Hum!" Look at this very similar figure of Mannoroth, Grom cried and remembered the humiliation of being fooled.
The fifth floor wall has been pretending to be calm. Kael’thas was sipping black tea gracefully. Suddenly, his tall golden eyebrows shook his gentle temperament and became eager and full of fighting spirit.
He is no longer the king of noble spirits, but he can take the change of identity calmly, because it is his family that has done evil.
For him, day by day, the kneeling in front of Wang Ting has repaid all the parenting benefits of his father, Anast Lian.
All that remain is to wash away the shame that he once fell to the Scourge.
He has received a lot of dirty looks these days.
Wherever he goes, he has blood elves who used to be his compatriots or implied pointers.
Thanks to Duke’s effective guidance, it is kind to him and his followers to suppress the whole alliance department privately
Did not deliberately make things difficult for squeezing, did not let them be cannon fodder or to complete the impossible.
It is because of the fairness of the alliance that he is more eager to make amends.
Mount Hyjal against the Burning Legion is his long-awaited stage in Kael’thas!
Yes!
Only burning legion demon blood can wash away his stigma.
I, Kael’thas sunstrider, have never really betrayed my compatriots. Even if I can become a hero again, I will at least become a man who can walk proudly in Azeroth.
At the moment of receiving the magic letter, Kael’thas’s eyes were filled with hope and longing for divine light.
"It’s time for our group of atoners! How can we lag behind others when the powerful tribes of the alliance are already in the front line! ?”
"yes! Temple! " Hard-core followers, such as Caponia, Solanlian, Saladre and Sagunar, stood at attention, stood upright, held their chests out, and closed their stomachs, staring at their most respected king.
Even if the world deprives Kael’thas of his noble status, Kael’thas will always be their king in their hearts.
By the time Kael’thas delivered the door, the wall was full of alliance tribes.
On the left side of the winding mountain road in the distance is a cliff. Turayan pointed to the huge figure moving fast along the winding mountain road and said in a worshipful tone
Who knows that with the roar of gunfire getting more harsh in the distance behind him, Sal was surprised. dynamic visual acuity found that the dwarf changed the shells into bigger red shells.
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