Stratholme God

   Chapter 1213 Give me a blast

  Look at the map to know.

  Deathwing is doing things and will eventually return to Northrend, Northland, with a group of dragon brothers trying to launch [Twilight Judgment] in the Dragonblight. The Alliance was almost destined to fight him first at Wyrmrest Temple.

   This is in the context of the cataclysm and the reduction of food production. No matter how strong the Stratholme Empire is, it is impossible for its soldiers to go to war on an empty stomach. If you can handle Firelands and Deathwing, that's the limit, and even the Twilight Fortress in the south has a hard time dealing with them.

  The south can only be handed over to Bronzebeard and Stormwind Kingdom.

  At the moment when Yasha is likely to come out early to make trouble, the Alliance really has no time to go to Pandaria.

   Wonderful!

   That's great!

   Even as an enemy, McDonald couldn't help applauding N'Zoth's strategy.

   Admiration is one thing, but it is impossible to hide the eyes of God-killing.

   McDonald's quickly called a council of the throne to lay out the puzzle.

The    Alliance bosses were rarely caught in a collective silence.

   They are responsible kings of a country and heads of a clan. They can't follow the example of the leaders of the ugly country of the earth, directly "ah, right, right", and then rotten.

Here, the Kalimdor two, who should have been important parts of the alliance: Velen played dead as always, and the draenei population was here, unable to withstand the consumption of any medium-intensity war; Tyrande held He clenched his fists, but was helpless. After the two sea-mountain wars, the night elves' combat power plummeted, from the top-tier to the current second-tier.

   Dalaran, Kul Tiras, the tauren and half of Gilneas, who settled in Northrend to the north, were all speechless. As for Luo Ning, he hesitated, but unfortunately he could not do much without the approval of most mages.

  Nanlu in the Eastern Kingdom Continent, not to mention, the Twilight Cultists cooperate with the rampant elemental creatures to make troubles all over the Southland.

McDonald looked around and sighed softly: "The cataclysm can't be over for a while. If I can defeat Ragnaros as soon as possible, everyone's pressure will be much less. At that time, whoever is free will help the rest. Everyone. As for the legendary continent of Pandaria on the southern side of the Endless Sea, we can only leave it alone."

   "That's the only way." King Wa's mouth was full of bitterness.

  More flowers and no food, it is so hard to carry.

   However, everyone is very confident in McDonald's.

  Ragnaros, isn't he just a death row in the Autumn Aftermath, he can't jump for a few days.

   Around the Alterac Mountains, the army has been lined up.

  North Road is the third army of Stratholme's direct line, with Lao Mo's Tirisfal Front, a total of 250,000 people, and is personally commanded by Mai.

The South Road is centered on the Fourth Army, commanded by Alsace, the king of Icecrown Glacier, with a total of 100,000 vassals from Abidis, Barov, and Haas, together with 30,000 Gilneas werewolves and two vassals. Wan Arathi Heights troops, a total of 200,000.

   Actually, due to the many passes in the Alterac Mountains.

  Due to the west is Lordamere Lake, and the west road along the lake is not conducive to the march of the army, so the troops of the vassal below are only responsible for the flanks, and it is good to break in, even if the group is destroyed, as long as they hold their own fiefs, they are qualified.

   The real attack is on the northern land with Andorhal City as the logistics base, and the South Road with Gokhold City as the core.

  Hundreds of thousands of troops were staying beside the Alterac Mountains. They didn't know what to do. To Mai, their soldiers looked like college animals waiting for the bell to rush to the dining hall after class.

   At nine o'clock in the morning on the third day after the throne meeting, at a rather delicate time, an incomparably bright fire suddenly lit up at the highest point of Alterac Mountain, which had been frozen for ten thousand years.

   The terrifying sound of the explosion swayed wave after wave, as if a gust of wind had set off, and all the soldiers subconsciously covered their ears.

  Crimson flame shock waves swept across the top of the mountain like bright rings.

   Then, whether it was old snow or gravel the size of a grinding disc, they were lifted up by the impact of the flames, blasted out dozens of meters, and even flew down the mountain.

The   top of the mountain shook for a moment, as if the Alterac Mountains, the most central mountainous region of the Northern Continent, was about to dissolve on the spot like melted white chocolate.

   This big change is like a stone thrown into a calm lake, creating a circle of fire ripples on the entire battlefield.

   In the center of the Alterac Mountains finally came the sky-shattering roar of the Balrog.

   "Dust to dust! Dirt to earth!"

   "Damn mortals! Let the flames reckon with your sins—"

  From Andorhal in the northeast, to the banks of Lake Lordamere in the northwest, to the gentle slopes of the Hillsbrad Hills in the south, the whiteness of the entire Alterac Mountains was infected with fiery red.

   In response to the call of the flame lord Ragnaros, the next moment, countless fiery red light spots poured down from the mountain, like a landslide.

   It was countless small fire elemental creatures.

   Normally, this would be a life-threatening nightmare.

  Unfortunately, the arrival of Lager is too slow, like constipation. You thought he was about to come out, but he was stuck there and couldn't come out.

   After waiting for so long, do you really think McDonald's did nothing?

   McDonald's did everything he could, except to evacuate the people.

   First of all, Lager picked the Alterac Mountains to descend, except for the strategic significance, that was a bad move. The old snow here, just to hedge against the flame element, will consume a lot of power of the fire element creature.

   just rushed down from the middle of the mountain, and many flaming fat people shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

  Secondly, after having tractors and bulldozers, it is simply easier to build fire belts. Originally, there were a lot of green vegetation at the foot of the mountain, which would become the best fuel for fire element creatures.

   Mr. Mai gave an order, and hundreds of thousands of engineers and hundreds of thousands of people shoveled away all the turf at the foot of the mountain.

  The burning of fire requires energy, and so does the survival of fire elemental creatures.

  In this way, after the hard-working fire elemental soldiers rushed for a few kilometers, what was waiting for them was the overwhelming rain of frost and cannonballs.

   This artificially created frost version of 'Torrential Rain' easily quenched the momentum of the Fire Elemental Creatures.

   Those new fire elemental creatures certainly didn’t feel anything, but some high-level fire elementals who had mixed with Lager with Molten Core couldn’t help but recall the terrible history of their hometown being occupied by humans.

   It was a group of terrifying human beings who bravely entered the underground elemental world without fear of the flames, and even beat their leader Ragnaros, and even snatched away the famous Balrog Hammer.

   And the emblem used by the main force of the human army happens to be the holy grail emblem of the army in front of you!

   "Boom!"

   MacDonald gave the order indifferently.

   Immediately after that, it lasted for more than three hours, with uninterrupted bombardment...

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  ps, shaking hands, this chapter is automatically updated at the wrong time.

   (end of this chapter)