Stratholme God

   Chapter 1301 Thrall's Practice

The    was bombed with long-range artillery, and then the Stuka bomber was used to drop bombs at a nearly vertical angle. The small bombs were blown up, and finally the flying destroyer was used to drop a large bomb of 5,000 pounds directly above.

   "Boom!"

  Today is another day of nuclear peace (pseudo).

  Without fortresses and bunkers as fulcrums, in the relatively flat and vast Southern Barrens and Desolace, nothing can stop the steel torrent composed of T-34s.

   Hundreds of tanks and thousands of various vehicles formed a terrifying impact formation, rushing towards the tribe's clan armed forces like a landslide and tsunami.

   "Kill... ah!"

  There is no shortage of brave men among the orcs. But if the strength is not heroic, there is no way to surmount the elemental blows of the mundane world.

   The charge department is mixed with a large number of rice grain-sized flame element magic crystal 20mm machine shells, hitting the human body, causing damage no less than the previous 50mm anti-war artillery.

   One shot hit, and the orc's body was torn apart on the spot? No, that would be more accurate to be minced meat.

   The bunker orc chief on the opposite side was simply stunned, and for a while he didn't even know whether to order a charge or retreat. He also has some shamans who are not in the mainstream, but shamans at this level are meaningless.

   The magic of the primary shaman, even if you hold it to the extreme, will not have a range of more than 50 yards.

   Compared with these artillery pieces that travel thousands of meters, they only get beaten unilaterally.

The   chiefs could only watch this torrent of steel annihilate.

   "Push chug!"

  【Whirlwind】The machine gun of the anti-aircraft vehicle easily tore apart the formation of the orcs, making the group charge a joke.

   Even tankers don't bother to use the main gun to abuse vegetables, just pick up the 12.7mm machine gun on the turret and swipe.

   This is a one-sided massacre!

   In fact, the orcs had already begun to shake before the torrent of steel came.

   Just like if the earth is attacked by aliens, it means that Salted Egg Superman, Earth Defense Force, and Bumpman are all defeated.

   Here you can see the troops of the alliance, and all the fortresses and bunkers representing the front line have been taken away.

  The orcs tried to escape, but how could a mechanized army run fast?

   Most of the clans in Desolace and the Southern Barrens are the middle and lower classes. These poor clans couldn't afford to raise wolves in the first place.

  In the environment of the Cataclysm, where the orcs can't get enough to eat, there are really not many clans that can have wolf warriors.

   What's more, the tribal warrior wolf is big, carrying an orc weighing 200 to 300 pounds, and it is amazing to be able to run at a speed of 40 kilometers per hour.

   couldn't escape the mechanized troops of the Alliance at all, and most of them were torn to pieces by the cannonballs that swept in within two kilometers of leaving the camp.

   In just three days, the second and third armies of Stratholme were divided into two groups, pushing the front line for 300 kilometers.

  Desolace still has a bit of complex terrain, and the specific clearing has not been completed.

On the   Southern Barrens side, the orcs who had not yet received the news hurriedly fled to the junction with the Thousand Needles Forest, only to find in despair that they had been cut off.

   "Great Chief! Where are you?"

   "Save us!"

   "Didn't you say that we can enjoy our new life?"

   "Ahhh-"

   Over 200,000 orcs were killed on the shores of the new 'Thousand Needles'.

   No mercy, no forgiveness.

   Thrall brought them out back then, of course, out of the mentality of saving his compatriots. These orcs, who have not been beaten by Alliance artillery and are full of jungle laws, think that Thrall is incompetent, do not take them to **** the most fertile land on the planet of Azeroth, and then throw them into the arms of the vile roar of radicalism, and eventually become vile A victim of expansionism.

  In the picture from the front line, Duke Serijek gave a public speech:

   "Today's scene, soldiers, do you feel cruel?"

"Yes! I also feel cruel! But during the first and second Dark Portal battles more than ten years ago, what the orc vanguard did was a hundred times more cruel! They also didn't give the Alliance a chance to surrender! The heads of their fathers and grandfathers were hollowed out and made into ornaments to hang on top of their **** tents!"

   "From the Elwynn Forest at the southern tip of the Eastern Kingdom continent to the Eversong Forest in the northernmost Quel'Thalas, they slaughtered as many as a thousand villages and towns, with more than 10 million victims!"

   "Therefore, the four races of humans, high elves, dwarves and gnomes had to form the [Alliance]!"

"We gave them a chance to change themselves! Eighteen years later! These cruel guys are still expanding unscrupulously, draining every inch of land and eating up anything they can eat! You say, we should show them mercy, don't we? "

  Seriyek said here, and immediately received a chorus of 100,000 soldiers.

   "No! No! No!"

  Theriyek raised his arm: "Then what are we waiting for? Drive these hateful guys out of Azeroth—"

   responded to him with a passionate cry like a tsunami of mountains and tsunamis.

  The soldiers fired into the sky, venting their anger that had accumulated for 18 years!

  Dark Gate On November 11, 2018, the Alliance Army divided into three groups, landed from the northwest road of Feralas and the east and west coasts, and killed the city of New Orgrimmar.

   Prior to this, the Alliance launched a 72-hour uninterrupted bombardment.

   In fact, the morale of the Horde collapsed long before the army joined forces to kill New Orgrimmar.

   Warchief Garrosh played his own and ran away with a bucket.

  The left-behind Varok lacks food, equipment, and arms. The only thing he does not lack is a big mouth waiting to be fed, and one can eat more than one.

   In normal years, relying on Feralas' rugged terrain and dense forests to fight guerrilla warfare can well delay the advance of the Alliance army.

   The year of the cataclysm that just passed was not good.

  The tribe people who ate up all the birds and beasts had to eat the bark and grass roots.

   The entire Feralas area does not see a trace of greenery, the trees are all cut down and used as refugee camps, there is no natural barrier.

   On the 18th, watching the Alliance army approaching the city, Varok showed a desperate expression.

   At this moment, a mysterious visitor broke Varok's heart to die for the tribe.

   When the other party lifted the hood on his head, Varok was shocked: "Saar Chief... Why are you here?"

   Thrall's face was haggard, and his eyes were also bloodshot: "We were all deceived by this Garrosh. The real Garrosh died long ago in the battle of the Scourge."

   Having said that, Thrall took out a [Gorrow] filled with the power of death.

   Varok's pupils shrunk to the size of a pinhole: "This..."

  When Thrall took out the magic crystal and broadcast the video of the League of Legends fighting the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, Varok felt a collapse in his beliefs.

   After a long time, Varok came back to his senses: "Then we..."

   "McDonald doesn't want us to die, he wants us to attack the [Iron Tribe] lair." Thrall quickly said his deal with McDonald.

   When he heard that he was about to kill the members of the Blackrock clan, Varok's eyes widened, and his body trembled. Asking him to abandon his own people to live alone is more uncomfortable than killing him.

   Thrall patted Varok on the shoulder: "Don't worry! Old friend, I won't force you to do such a thing. What we have to do next is to break through together!"

   (end of this chapter)