Stratholme God

   Chapter 1309 Today's heart beats here first

   "Woo!"

  The characteristic high-pitched hum of Stuka bombers was transmitted to the command post through the monitored radio equipment.

   Windsor frowned: "Who ordered the bombers?"

  The answer will come soon.

   "Report, Alliance Commander MacDonald Stratholme is the current military chairman of the Throne Conference. He has just announced to take over the command of the Watch Fort. The Marshal is requested to cooperate."

   "Understood. The commander-in-chief is the top priority for all orders, and we will fully cooperate." Seriously, it's not a lie that the pressure is not too much, and Windsor knows how much he has.

   He has no problem in conventional warfare. Once the enemy has a hero-level powerhouse, he can't bear it.

   At this moment, the messenger reported that support from Stratholme had arrived.

   A delicate human woman walked into the command post gracefully, wearing a fiery red evening dress and high heels, as if coming to a ball.

   Her appearance even made Windsor ignore the result of the bombing over there and stared at her instinctively.

   "Hello! Marshal Windsor. I am Onyxia, the most loyal mount under the seat of MacDonald Stratholme, and I am here to support His Excellency the Marshal."

  I don't know what to do, Windsor looked at the seemingly gentle smile of the other party, and always felt like a light on his back, making him uncomfortable.

   Of course he knew her real body.

  Some beings are like this, no matter how many times you meet, you can't get used to each other.

   is talking about Onyxia.

   Looking at her, Windsor felt full of conspiracy.

   Somewhere, he felt that the other party was against him.

  Unfortunately, this has nothing to do with him. The other party is the Queen of the Black Dragon who is dignifiedly recognized by the Dragon Sleep Temple, and she is outrageously claiming to be the leader of the alliance. It is not his turn to say anything.

   "Hello Madam, thank you for your support. Your presence makes up for the lack of high-end combat power in Watch Fort."

   "Haha!" Onyxia opened the fiery red feather fan she carried, covering half of her face: "It's easy to talk! Maybe I won't be needed."

The voice of    fell, and the bomb in the live broadcast of the command post had already exploded.

   "Boom!"

  It was a little unexpected that a 500-pound aerial bomb could not help that metal monster.

   After the gunpowder smoke dissipated, I found that the top of the thing had a pit about one meter deep.

   "This..." Windsor's scalp was a little numb.

   It's not the bomber, it's the gigantic thing.

   The size of the beak can easily swallow a T-34 tank visually!

  Wendersall walked out of the command post, looked up at the sky on the terrace, and saw faint shadows on the clouds: "Ask the people of Stratholme if there are bigger 'firecrackers'!"

   As we all know, when a bomb doesn't blow up, it's time to use a bigger bomb!

   "Report! The commander-in-chief said no rush."

"Oh, I see."

   Alliance Commander McDonnell... an old fishing master.

  When Windsor saw Tirion Fordring, Ronin, and seven or eight second-tier heroes who arrived from the portal, he knew that the battle was secure.

   The bosses of the Iron Tribe opposite are very excited!

  【Black Hand】, yes, the black hand who would have been the first tribal chief in history, he could also be called the Black Hand* Destroyer. The plane of Draenor that exists in this [Iron Tribe], Brother Black Hand did not hang.

  In the lifetime of McDonald's coming, Brother Blackhand didn't know what to do. He became Garrosh's direct subordinate and was leading his Blackrock clan, squatting opposite the Dark Portal.

   When he heard that his beloved [Hellfire Siege Vehicle] did not touch the city wall, and the enemy bombs could not help the siege vehicle, Black Hand waved his hand in satisfaction.

   "All troops attack! Rush through the Dark Portal and form formation before those idiots can react."

  Dark Gate is very big for the cold weapon army of the old era.

   For any mechanized unit, this is a goat trail.

If    is blocked, the mechanized troops will be more troubled by the wreckage of large machines. This stuff is the hardest to clean.

Since the    Alliance has not blocked the door, it is more in line with the black hands.

   A large number of ferocious appearances, but upon closer inspection, we found that large war machines with rather rough workmanship began to file through the Dark Portal. After passing through the gate, they immediately spread out to the wings at the fastest speed that the orcs could achieve. Among them are the alliance's "old friends" [Steel Star] or something.

   On the Watch Castle side, many of Windsor's subordinates are actually a little anxious. After all, if they don't block the door, let the Iron Horde come over. Once the formation is formed, it will be a real refusal.

   Under normal circumstances, this will cause your own losses to increase geometrically.

"Hey! You young people are impatient. Take a good look, study hard, and see how the Alliance God of War uses soldiers." Windsor just suppressed his subordinates when he saw a team of tridents not far away. Shouting and pulling away a bunch of hot-eyed cannons with a truck.

   "This is..." Old Wen glanced at it and almost choked on his own saliva.

   As early as the third Dark Portal battle, McDonald had used the [Gustav Cannon] to teach the Scourge. This is a classic case written into the military textbooks of various countries in the alliance, and has been regarded as a classic by countless generals and staff.

  To this day, let alone several generations of guns in the Watch Fort, even flying battleships have come out.

   The trident's amusing force actually pulled a bunch of front-bore cannons with black powder and solid iron balls.

   Even Windsor himself didn't hold back: "Where did they get the antiques?"

   "This... looks like a military museum in Stormwind."

  “…”

   In front, those trident soldiers nimbly manipulated these old-fashioned antique cannons.

  Cough, seriously, the recruits of the Alliance generation don't swing these things.

First of all, the **** of the front cannon, he is the man who pours the gunpowder. Although there is a gunpowder bag, how to configure the gunpowder bag, how to leak it, and how to clean the gun chamber after firing. gunner's.

  The second is manpower reloading, how can I stuff the shells in without burning my hands.

   Finally, after firing the gun, how to reset the barrel and aim again...

   This set of things is impossible for ordinary young soldiers to understand.

   But the trident swiftly pinged the cannon out.

   "Marshal, did they beat someone out just now?"

   "No! No! Don't talk nonsense!" How should Windsor explain that the group of hilarious cowards also beat [Jun Muqi] out?

  The old-fashioned shells, of course, can't help the heavy chariots of the black hand.

   Black Hand was even more excited, and with a big wave, the whole army pressed on.

  Thousands of Blackrock clan warriors in full armor rushed through the door screaming...

   At an altitude of 2,000 meters, the airships that have been hovering for a long time have opened their belly to reveal a huge bomb bay.

  [Xiaoyao Yiyi] smiled wickedly: "Dear orc visitor, the heart beats here first, and the rest, please beat again in the next life."

   Having said that, this guy pulled down the lever for dropping the bomb, and the giant bomb measured in tons began to accelerate and fall under the action of gravity...

   (end of this chapter)