Stratholme God

   Chapter 1156 Brother Niu's Journey

   Orcs and tauren are both violent.

   The friction has gotten worse these days.

   On the other hand, Thrall is committed to promoting the humanoid mecha project.

  The giant humanoid mecha is based on the Goron, of course the Tauren can't compete. The small humanoid mechs were all orcs, and Kane could only be silent.

   At the critical moment, it was obvious that Thrall still trusted the orcs more, to be precise, the elites of the Frostwolf clan.

The    tribe is under the suppression of the alliance, the more races it accepts, the more complicated the forces will be, and the more difficult the distribution of benefits will be. At the same time, various problems and contradictions are brought about, which is unavoidable.

  Kane understands this truth, it does not mean that he and his people have to endure all this.

  When I first joined the tribe, it was purely because the orcs were more compatible, and the tauren also needed an ally to deal with the centaurs who were abusing all over the barrens.

  Who would have thought that the centaur that has plagued the tauren for many years will be wiped clean after a few hiccups.

  The alliance that came to Kalimdor continent with the Horde's footsteps is even more difficult to mess with.

Just the city wall bunkers that rise by one or two floors every day has already made ordinary tauren despair, not to mention the mechanized troops behind the grasslands, the giant ships that traverse the endless sea and sky, and the rumored The mechanical giants Zaku and Gundam have.

   It would be ridiculous to slander the Alliance as a group of weak chickens who only play mechanical creations.

  The heroes of the alliance are not only not lost to the chiefs of the tribe at all, but also a huge number.

   Whether it is the number of people, conventional combat power, or extraordinary powerhouses, the alliance has the absolute upper hand.

  Kane couldn't imagine what it would be like if the Alliance and the Horde went to war. The worst thing is that the Tauren's Mulgore is still the front line of the fight against the Alliance.

   "Maybe Mulgore won't be able to last for a day, the tauren will become the history of Azeroth." Every time he sighed like this, Kane's heart became heavier.

The    Alliance's solicitation of him and the entire Tauren clan was simply undisguised.

  If there was still guilt towards the tribe at first, after the situation has developed to this day, Kane's heart has gone from numb to being quite dissatisfied with the tribe.

  Thrall, what do you think of us tauren.

   Cannon fodder? A cannon fodder that draws in when you need it, and sacrifices when you don't need it?

   Even if the tauren enthusiastically and actively court the tribe again and again, the result is cruel ridicule. After the hot face and the cold **** again and again, even Kane, the most steadfast in his beliefs, was disheartened, let alone the ordinary tauren.

  The alliance wants to alienate the relationship between the tauren and the tribe, which is a conspiracy.

   As for whether to accept or not, Kane still has one very important thing to confirm, he must confirm with his own eyes.

He asked the Duke of Rivendell: "As for the audience, I will talk about it when His Majesty Stratholme is free. I am not in a hurry. My duty is only to watch the ceremony on behalf of the Horde at the enthronement ceremony. Just before the ceremony, the Alliance will send our mission to us. What's the arrangement?"

   "Uh, the order I received is that, except for the first-level military restricted area, you can visit the Chief Bloodhoof at will. Just to visit our military facilities, you need to notify me first, so that I can arrange an escort."

  Kane's bull face is embarrassed, and he is excited when he hits Baine.

   Brother Xiao Niu finally couldn't help: "Can I visit military facilities? What about [Gustav]? Can I take a look at that huge cannon?"

   In those days, [Gustav] bombarded the flying fortress of Naxxramas. This is a story that even the tauren knows.

   "Damn! [Gustav] is the secret of the alliance..."

  Kane was reprimanding Erzhao, but he didn't think about it, Rivendell smiled before he finished speaking: "Yes!"

   "Ah!?" Kane's bull's eyes widened.

   "The confidentiality level of [Gustav] is very low, only four." Rivendell said with a smile.

   He didn't lie.

  【Gustav Cannon】For the tribe, the power and range are exaggerated. In fact, the biggest secret of making such a huge gun is not a secret, the key lies in the industrial power of the entire country.

  Steel casting technology is passed, and such a long and huge barrel can be produced, which ensures the metal strength and air tightness and other indicators, so that the chamber will not explode, and there is a corresponding chamber pressure to shoot out the giant shell.

   Even if there is a new type of metal with higher strength, toughness and ductility, it can help the tribe to narrow the gap, but without the corresponding supporting industrial facilities, even if the tribe steals all the blueprints, it cannot be imitated.

  Kane was dumbfounded, Bane was excited.

   Then, the group really went to inspect the Gustav factory near the Northland Fortress.

   "Wow! Dad! This cannon is so powerful!" In terms of physique, Bain is no different from an adult tauren, but now he is equivalent to a 16-year-old human, and his mind is still half-sized.

  Bane couldn't put it down when he saw his favorite cannon.

   "Duke Rivendell, can I try one shot? Just one shot!" Maverick's eyes were bright and honest, and it was hard to get bored.

  Rivendell smiled: "The official cannonballs are not needed. They are too powerful. If they are fired at will, they will destroy the terrain of the nearby mountains."

   "Ah this..." Maverick's face collapsed instantly.

   "But, you can beat yourself out."

   A group of bullheads: ? ? ?

"When the Scourge was just rampaging in Lordaeron, in order to attract the attention of the Lich King, the great hero Arthas risked his life. The Gustav artillery was shot out, and the escape was successful..."

  The calf was excited on the spot!

   "Dad, I want to play this!"

   "This..." Lao Niu was dumbfounded again.

   "It's fine, it's safe, let me demonstrate. Let's change the charge in the propelling part of the cannonball, and then the front end of the cannonball doesn't need to be loaded with gunpowder. If you're afraid of danger, just open a [shield wall]."

  The dukes all took the lead in getting into the special cannonball, and then shot it out from the huge tube, flew to a kilometer away, and then automatically opened the parachute and slowly landed.

  What other reason does Lao Niu refuse?

   It's just that the tauren is not a human being, and his body is too burly. As a result, Baine slammed into a 2-meter-caliber mortar made by a dwarf, and passed the addiction of flying cows in the air.

   "Dad, I... fly—la—"

   One second before, the voice of the calf was still in my ears, and the next second it came from the horizon.

   This cargo flew to an altitude of 200 meters, and then slowly fell through the large parachute attached to this special cannonball. When he came back, he shouted for excitement. As a result, he played the human cannon five times before he was willing to leave.

  Old Niu imagined: When necessary, the Alliance can bomb a bunch of elites and drop them into New Orgrimmar. The city defense system built by hundreds of thousands of orcs is really useless.

   In fact, the old cow thought too much. When it came time, McDonald's definitely blew up the broken city.

   After coming out of the artillery factory, Lao Niu refreshed his three views again, and he finally saw what he wanted to see the most...

   (end of this chapter)