Stratholme God

   Chapter 156 The distant horn (2 more)

  The sun is so bright.

  Cough, wrong!

  The upright gentleman McDonald will never admit it, and he is also a part of the "per capita white hair control of the Chinese dynasty".

   Azeroth is so dangerous, it is better for me to go back early, otherwise, if I am not careful, I will not go back.

Will not!

   It’s impossible!

  Even Mr. Fukada can't let me put on my pants and recognize people, how could a mere elf restrain my unruly heart.

   Regarding Veresa's oath, McDonald smiled and didn't answer.

   He beckoned and ordered his subordinates: "Blow the horn! It's time to attack the orcs!"

   The boss said a word, and his subordinates ran and broke their legs.

   Rivendell and Serriek were both startled and hurried over.

   "My lord, why did it suddenly turn into a storm? No..." Serijek was surprised and wanted to ask, when he suddenly found that the legendary gossip girlfriend Braumux was still behind him. He can keep it a secret, but when the words are released, he can't pour cold water on the Duchess.

  Rivendell had the same question in his mind. He had to admit that MacDonald's training in combat quickly trained the rest of the army led by Stratholme.

   The 'Kilometer a Day' plan has not been carried out for a long time, and these 150,000 new troops already have shadows no less than those of the troops that recovered Andohar before.

   can suddenly announce the general attack, which undoubtedly broke all their established plans.

   "The situation has changed!"

   Before McDonald's finished speaking, everyone saw the messengers rushing over: "Good news! The main force of General Lothar's main force won in Silverpine Forest!"

  Rivendell was stunned, and immediately realized that this was his master who got the latest news in advance.

   Sure enough, when they saw the battle report, everyone was overjoyed.

   The general content above is:

Lothar took Uther's Knights of the Silver Hand as the vanguard, assembled Mograine, Abidis, Gavinrad * Doom, Danas * Thorbane, Haas and other elite soldiers , catch up with the main force of the Warsong clan of the orcs in Silverpine Forest, and fight a battle. Although Grom* Hellscream and Kargath* Blade Fist fought back hard, they were helpless with their fists and were beaten by a group of Paladin bosses.

   In this showdown of big muscle tyrants, more alliances of macho men successfully defeated the army of 300,000 orcs, beheaded 100,000, forcing the opponent to break into pieces, forcibly passed through the southern area of ​​Yinpine Forest where werewolves were flooded, and fled in a hurry.

   Now Lothar has gathered his troops, as well as the remnants of the Warsong clan and orc skirmishers who sent Dalaran troops to stop the south fleeing.

The letter from   Lothar means that the siege of Lordaeron has been lifted, asking if he should consider sending the main force to cross the sea and kill the main force of Orgrim on the elf territory.

   Actually, Lothar didn't understand the war in the north, and he and Taizi tended to let McDonald's decide.

   McDonald's lit up the Alliance military order to his subordinates: "Understood! I have obtained the highest authorization. Now I order you to immediately assemble all mobile forces and march towards the main force of orcs under Silvermoon City!"

   "Yes!" Everyone's eyes lit up.

  It is good to win steadily and steadily, but which of the knights of this year is not thinking of making achievements?

   Without a big victory to embellish one's medal, how can there be a chance for promotion?

  Whether it is a human being or an elves, they are all twisted together at this moment.

   Meanwhile, Silvermoon City…

   "Boom - Boom!"

  Another mage tower collapsed under the bombardment of massive orc catapults.

  The glory of Silvermoon City in 6800 was pressed to the ground by the orcs they despised at this moment.

   It's not that the mage tower is not powerful, but what they encounter is the demigod mage dog egg.

  The radiance of the magic runes floating on the mage tower derives its power from the galloping magic of the sun well. Unfortunately, this pure elemental magic cannot stop the evil energy.

  This strange dark force has crossed the barrier of the magic tower and easily caused damage to the beautiful and colorful tower.

  Yesterday, Goudan's [Corrosion Technique] easily dimmed the magic runes, turning them into dough sticks that fell off as they swelled. Without the cover of a magical shield, the splendid mage tower is little more than a fine sculpture.

   It can't chop terrifying lightning, and can't release fiery fireballs... In the eyes of the orcs, it's just an unworthy target.

   Silvermoon City, with the magic tower as its core, was defeated by the brutal physical attack of the orcs.

   Above the castle, Alleria was trembling with anger.

   Silvermoon City's accumulated 6800 years of corruption became the last straw that broke her heart.

   Except for the armor and shields of the daily patrolling soldiers, 95% of the equipment in the warehouse is useless. Or in the long years, it has been completely rusted into a pile of broken metal, and what is even more outrageous is all kinds of fake equipment updates.

   All the checked and updated equipment on the book, when Alleria opened the arsenal, guess what did you see?

  The warehouse the size of five football fields is filled with paper shields and armor!

   It is conceivable that all the equipment costs have fallen into the pockets of some powerful person.

  Silvermoon City has always paid no attention to infantry, trying to replace infantry with magic puppets to reduce the loss of life.

and then?

  70% of the spare golems have various problems and cannot fight at all, they are more like statues for decoration. And every year these puppets will burn more than 40% of the army's military spending.

  The extravagant life and the style of comparison are the biggest original sins of corruption!

  Although the entire city's army and people fought together against the enemy, the extremely high battle damage ratio made Alleria realize that Silvermoon City would be destroyed within a few days.

  “咻——”

   An irregular stone bullet the size of a grinding disc pierced the sky and hit the magic tower on the right side of Alleria. The overwhelmed mage tower made a sharp hum, resembling the last scream of a dying person.

  The 5-story Mage Tower was slanted off immediately, and the upper half of the tower fell outwards like this, crushing dozens of orc warriors who swarmed up.

  Alleria didn't feel happy at all, instead, she lost her soul.

  Because the mage tower that pits its own people is dumped at 30 degrees to the ground, it is tantamount to building a convenient passage to the city for the orcs.

  If not, a few minutes later, more than a thousand orcs held up various wooden shields and launched a similar charge towards this side.

   "Infantry! Infantry!" Alleria raised her arms and shouted, but when she turned her head, she only saw faces that were too young. It's not that there are only these young soldiers left in Yinyue City, but it was too hasty, and the military establishment of the entire country was disrupted.

  The equipment of the high elves is too gorgeous at any time. Even a single spear will be engraved with dozens of carvings. Otherwise it is blasphemy against the **** of elven craftsmen.

  These poor infantrymen are not even equipped with spears, and some even have a roadside fence.

   "When did Silvermoon City fall to this point!?" Alleria suddenly smiled bitterly, but it was more of despair.

   Not far away, she saw the figure of the second sister.

  Sylvanas tied a rag to his injured left arm, stared at his sister, and gave the same wry smile.

   The hideous face of the orcs can be clearly seen without binoculars.

  Many young soldiers were shaking: "Will we be eaten?"

   still had a childish voice that made Alleria's heart ache.

   "For Quel'dorei!" she shouted with arms raised, but received little response.

   Just when Alleria thought her two sisters were going to die here, a distant trumpet sounded from the forest to the south. Most of the elves had blank expressions on their faces, but Alleria, who had been to the southern human kingdom, suddenly woke up.

   "Wait! This is a human horn! The Stratholme Army is here!?" The voice suddenly raised an octave, finally making the eyes of the elves look bright.

   The next moment, they were not disappointed. An invincible division wearing blue-green armor, like an irresistible torrent, rushed out of the southern woods and attacked the orc rear army!

   (end of this chapter)