Stratholme God

  Chapter 128 I Can Stay Until the End of the World

   (Leader givemepower plus 5/20)

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   Duke Andorhal's death in battle was absolutely beyond MacDonald's expectations, but as long as this guy has a bit of backbone and died in battle in the city, at least he will gain a good reputation behind him.

  You ran right under the eyes of the king before being hacked to death. What does this mean?

  If he has no backbone at all, maybe he will let Rivendell stay dead, or lead to Stratholme after breaking the city.

  Brother, I even shoveled the snow for you. On the 50-kilometer national road, you can run with all your strength on horseback, and it will take you to the safe area in two hours at most. I'll humiliate you, it's better than feeding a warg!

  God, the whole family is still dead.

  The Duke of Andorhal, together with his collateral, a total of 107 nobles, big and small, were wrapped up by the roar, and they were considered completely extinct.

Sitting in the newly built Sodoril Fortress, looking at the long queue of refugees that had already crossed the river and headed towards the depths of Stratholme, Earl Abidis was very emotional: "Duke Stratholme... I didn't expect you. The fortress community built in advance is actually used. How did you calculate that Stromgard, Alterac, and Andorhal couldn't stand it?"

   A certain traveler has a capital embarrassment in his heart.

McDonald's looked up at the starry sky in the west, with a solemn breath on his face: "I have paid attention to the moment when the Redridge Church was slaughtered by the orcs. Priests are the most honest profession in the world. Their sacrifices , deeply stimulated me."

   Well, I know that the dark animal husbandry has something to say, but it is not time for you to appear.

  Abydis said with awe: "Is that Master Fao?"

   As the second-generation paladin, even if Abidis escaped into the Gate of Holy Light halfway through his hometown, he would still call Fa Ao a master. After all, it was Fa Ao who guided his Holy Light power himself.

   "Yes! The godfather knows Ser Lothar's strength well. Even Stormwind fell so easily, I don't think Stormgard, Alterac and Andorhal can do better."

   Looking at the torches in the hands of the refugees, which stretched from his eyes to the east horizon, Abidis fell silent.

   On the other hand, what Orgrim did after he captured Andorhal City that night was correct in a sense, because once he sent troops to the east, he would encounter the Serijek Division who was receiving refugees.

  5,000 elite soldiers, with a similar configuration to the Rivendell Legion - a carriage with ballista turrets, a lot of flares, and plenty of hand crossbows.

   They reached a place twenty kilometers west of the river. If the orcs didn't care about pursuing them, they would definitely be smashed to death in the arrow net.

  The whole territory of Andorhal was completely occupied in just three days.

   The shape of the entire territory is like a spindle from south to north. As soon as the city of Andorhal, which is the gateway to the south, opens, the orc warrior wolf troops can gallop freely across the entire territory.

  After the first day, all the farms fell, and probably less than 50,000 refugees crossed the blockade of the orcs and fled to the Sodoril River defense.

   Seeing the orcs coming from the south, a large number of refugees instinctively ran to the north and hid in Hearthglen, which was easy to defend and difficult to attack. Those lucky enough to enter the valley should be able to escape the disaster.

  Three days later, the Sodoril River defenses did not see a single human remnant or refugee.

   "How many refugees have we taken in?" McDonald asked.

   "About 250,000." Archivist Galfort replied with his hands down.

   "The Duke of Andorhal's family is extinct. Arrange for civil officials to issue Stratholme free citizenship certificates to these people."

"clear!"

   About refugees, McDonald didn't dare to think about it.

   The hearth valley in this parallel world is very large, there are still 30 to 50 square kilometers.

   Stuffing millions of refugees?

   No, maybe not that many refugees made it into Hearthglen alive at all.

  A war aimed at genocide is too cruel.

   Here, Orgrim's head is as big as a bucket.

  The land of Andorhal was captured, and the food problem that plagued the Orc army was finally solved. Orcs didn't like to eat barley products, so at least they were edible. Meat food in units of '10,000 tons' was also found in a large number of farms in Andorhal.

  Andorhal is so rich!

  Another piece of information was placed in front of the Great Chief. The enemy to the east of Andorhal had arranged defenses as early as the beginning of last year, and had built a brand new fortress at a critical juncture.

"We in Andorhal think the Duke of Stratholme is crazy. He has built thousands of bunkers throughout the territory. Since the fall of Stormwind City, he has been training soldiers like crazy. All adults have undergone military training." More than one captured human peasant Say something like that.

   "That Duke of Stratholme!" Orgrim was extremely impressed by Rivendell's iron-willed, skillful fighting and retreating legion.

  From being trapped by flying dragons, to defending the Wall of Thoradin, to ambushing the Warsong Orcs in the Alterac Mountains...

   More than once, his complete victory was ruined by this legion.

   Now it is impossible for Orgrim to meet the righteous master of McDonald's without any turbulence in his heart.

   When he led a hundred thousand orc strikers to the west of the Sodoril River, he was dumbfounded.

   What tortoise shells and what iron walls are not enough to describe the ferocity of this fortress.

   The incomparably fast Sodoril lies ahead, and the river flows twice as fast as south of Andorhal. The plan to cross the river by crossing the ice was abandoned at the beginning.

  The river flowed so fast that it was washed away as soon as it froze.

   Put down the raft, and in just ten seconds, the raft can go from the left end of an orc's vision by the river to the right end.

  The huge Sodoril Stone Bridge has been completely fortified, with four huge bunkers on each side, and the fortress guns and ballistas above are enough to cover the surrounding area of ​​three kilometers.

  The fortress on the other side of the river, you can see it at a glance - there are three outer layers and three inner layers, with a total of seven city walls dozens of meters high, which is outrageous.

   Yes, in the winter, McDonald's asked people to build an ice wall in the outermost circle.

   Over the mountains?

   Looking at the cliff that was more than a thousand meters high and seemed to be slippery under the winter ice, Orgrim had no idea at all.

   Frontal attack?

   Do you want to fill in the lives of millions of orcs here?

   McDonald's, who was full of defensive talents, made the Great Chief's scalp numb.

   "Cut, if only there were dragoons."

   To find another prisoner, no matter how you ask, you can only get an answer that makes Orgrim quite frustrating - this is an unsolved tortoise shell!

  The entire territory is on the plateau, with two entrances to the southwest and northeast.

  The territory has plenty of water, arable land and minerals, unless your soldier can fly, he can guard the end of the world.

The    army of 100,000 was like an armed parade. After three days of stationing on the west side of the Sodoril fortress, 100,000 was exchanged for 100,000. A bunch of third-rate orc clans replaced the main force such as the Blackrock clan.

   This scene made the nervous Stratholme relieved, and felt a punch on the cotton.

  Abydis: "I suddenly want the orcs to attack again."

   McDonald's was very calm: "It's okay, the orcs are dying, we are missing an opportunity."

   (end of this chapter)