Stratholme God

   Chapter 1302 Sal, you want to be beautiful

  Thrall has a thought: Don't you McDonald's want me to backstab the traitor Garrosh? Can! But I'm going to take my direct line! all!

  Varok, as Thrall's old friend, the direct descendant of the direct line, has an extraordinary brotherhood for many years. You know how much Thrall trusts Varok when he was Warchief he kept Varok in command of the Horde army.

   McDonald's only allowed Thrall to take part of Varok's personal guards. Isn't this a discord?

  When the hearts are scattered, the team is not easy to lead.

  No matter what, Thrall wants to bring out Varok's heir.

  Salming knew that if he angered McDonald's head-on, he might even have to pay for it. But he just wanted to gamble on the weight of his so-called 'column behind the enemy' in McDonald's mind.

   His eyes were firm: "I will personally lead the charge!"

   Thrall gave up.

   He really gave it up.

  Only those who really know the alliance know what kind of courage it takes to charge in the rain.

   Yes, artillery is ultimately a combination of physical and fire damage.

  It is not impossible to use extraordinary strength to resist hard, but with the decline of physical and mental strength, the risk will increase exponentially.

   Hearing Thrall's words, Varok was in awe, and the corners of his eyes were foggy. With such a boss, there is no regret in death.

   This would have been a very touching scene, but just as Thrall was arranging how to lead everyone to break through, a voice suddenly sounded in the chief hall.

   "Thrall, you're not good."

The    words were spoken in the common language of mankind, and although there was a wonderful sense of electric current in the voice, the tribal boss who was familiar with the other party's voice immediately realized that it was the voice of McDonald's.

   The dignified alliance leader McDonald, naturally would not appear in New Orgrimmar at this point in time, so the only explanation is that this is some kind of communication tool unknown to the tribe.

   They thought of the [Fraud Orb] for the first time, but unfortunately they couldn't produce this thing, so they had no choice but to let the alliance with more [Fraud Orb] infiltrate the entire tribe to an outrageous extent.

   McDonald's has been monitoring the whole city!

   Thrall and Varok were startled at first, and then they heard a very unpleasant sound.

   "Woo-"

   The extremely harsh humming sounds like the death knell of the **** of death. If you are familiar enough with the Union military system, you will know that this indicates that the Stuka bomber is coming.

   That was three twin-machine formations swooping down in unison.

   New Orgrimmar, which has no scientific side air defense system at all, originally had a mage tower that could open a magic shield to top it. With the betrayal of Despicable Roar, it was difficult to find a high-level mage in the city. Besides, how can outsiders activate those wizard towers that originally belonged to the Forsaken and blood elves?

   The bomber, which dived almost vertically, unhooked the bomb.

   1000 lbs of bombs were just thrown away.

An extremely disturbing feeling enveloped Varok Saurfang, that feeling was too familiar, still in the second Dark Portal battle, the same terrifying breath knocked him out of his head. The young man was blasted to ashes.

  Howitzer shells and aerial bombs are similar to the Orcs.

   Varok roared nervously in an instant: "Protect the Great Chief!"

At the same time, when he drew a shield from his guard and was about to open the shield wall to protect Thrall, he saw that the Great Chief in his heart was as nimble as a monkey, and he turned over and rushed out of the open window. main hall.

   Obviously wearing heavy armor, Thrall's movements are not cumbersome at all.

   He jumped to the roof of the Chief's Hall in three or three times, and raised his [Doom Hammer] high against the sky!

   In the next second, the violent flames spewed into the sky in a cone shape, and an inverted triangle-like flame emblem was reflected in the eyes of all the orcs around.

   "Ah! Chief Thrall!"

   Many orcs recognized Thrall and were even more surprised by the loud noise in the sky.

   When the aerial bomb filled with gunpowder and flame magic stone encountered a higher temperature flame jet, the aerial bomb was detonated uncontrollably.

   "Rumble--"

The    continuous explosion blasted the orcs until their eardrums hummed.

   They bowed their bodies subconsciously, but instead made Thrall, who still kept the warhammer high above the hall, look like a god.

  The fiery red light reflected on his face, making his green face flush red like fire.

  Thousands of miles away, through the real-time footage from the sand sculpture player thief, McDonald held his cheeks and said with a wicked smile, "It's so dangerous! I almost made you pretend to be this."

  Unfortunately, the opponent of this orc chieftain who is enough to be recorded in the history books is the number one enemy of the tribe - MacDonald!

   It is very clear how Varian died of exhaustion in the dark history of the original Broken Shore. McDonald's never thought that a mere few rounds of bombs could knock Thrall.

  Stuka bomber is nothing more than an appetizer.

   The [Gustav Cannon], which had been adjusted to shoot Zhu Yuan long ago, showed its power.

   When he saw the super-giant cannonball falling from the sky, Thrall's head went blank. He almost instinctively pumped up his strength, urging the flame energy in the artifact warhammer to spurt out.

  Being able to detonate a shell that weighs nearly five tons and still has twice the speed of sound when it falls, it can be detonated 300 meters away. McDonald's also had to praise Sal, and even applauded on the spot.

   This is the real 【Emperor's Approval】!

so what?

   The loss is still Thrall!

   "Boom!" It was a loud noise of the earth shaking.

   The air over the entire Austrian City vibrated violently, and the terrifying shock wave generated by the explosion began to sway in all directions. How many bricks and tiles were lifted by the gust of wind, and how many animal skins and animal tooth decorations were lifted.

   Centered on the Chief's Hall, within a radius of 500 meters, it seemed to be subjected to a wave of arrows.

   For a while, screams, screams, and groans of pain rang out.

   No matter how strong Thrall is, the fact that he can detonate the shells in advance does not mean that he has the ability to control this huge amount of flame elements.

   Feeling the great elemental shock from the hammer, Thrall was almost knocked off the spot.

   "Great Chief!" This was Varok's exclamation.

   "I'm fine!"

  If not so many people were injured, Thrall's big move would definitely bring countless cheers.

   But, an emperor from thousands of miles away laughed wickedly: "Saar, I don't have time for you to rest."

   The continuous shelling that followed was like whips, hitting the disobedient dog hard.

   Since the Stratholme Empire installed airships, the transportation of [Gustav Cannon] has become much faster. A modified Casablanca aircraft carrier can transport a cannon, and even with the installation of the transport belt, it can be put into battle in half a day.

When the second [Gustav Cannonball] came, Thrall was suddenly lost, and a burst of sadness suddenly surged in his heart: I can carry one round, I can carry two, three, four or five rounds, but I can carry Are you done with all the shells?

   (end of this chapter)