Stratholme God

  Chapter 347 Gavin Rad Blows Up

  Azu, your best cauldron, the two fools, is already online, would you not consider coming to make trouble, grab the cauldron back and transform it into your shape, or transform yourself into the shape of the second fool?

  …

   Arthas appeared on the front line, and of course Terenas was bewitched by the Lich King Ner'zhul. A loud voice kept urging him to attack his son, and train him well.

   Lao Taizi held back.

   Wood has a way, maybe I'm not a human, but the man surnamed Mai on the opposite side is a real dog.

   Stuck a female black dragon under my nose to be my daughter-in-law?

  Are you cheap?

  If this was a slap-ah-luck game, Lao Taizi would have already put a question mark on Mai Xie - when I put a question mark, it's not that I have a problem, it's that you have a problem!

   Lao Taizi can really endure! It turned out that they were all in their 60s. It was really not difficult to be a Ninja Turtle. If it wasn't for his poor health, he would die suddenly.

   It can be bad news for several days in a row.

   First, the trash Kel'Thuzad was trained by the army in Eversong Forest. He is a dignified lich, but he can't beat a few rangers. Can you believe it?

  The second is that the Stratholme army is more sophisticated. I don’t know which **** invented the tactic to let the tank enter a bunker with a special opening. This kind of bunker is only half built, and it looks like a gourd cut open. The tanks fired frantically inside, but they could rely on the double protection of the bunkers and tank armor to act as the last broken troops.

   In the past, when the Scourge Corps attacked, they were able to catch some broken infantry as corpses to replenish, but now they can’t catch them. Even more outrageous, humans seem to have made the walls removable. When the disaster army finally used the corpse to build a **** straight to the city head, the human beings would give up that line of defense.

   Attacking a city wall in the past often makes the rear city wall lose its shooting range. If you think about it, you know that the two walls cannot be too far apart. The height is not too far off. When a wall is gone, the wall in front will block the view of the city wall behind. After all, no one can build the first wall of 10 meters, and each wall after that is more than ten meters higher than the previous one, right?

   This time, every time the Stratholme retreated, the entire wall was blasted from its base, leveling the wall in front. The horizon is again.

   The most bad thing about Lao Taizi's whole soul is that, according to the air force observation, similar walls, he must have more than 100 walls to reach the Andorhal fortress.

   "I'm going to fill the entire Eastern Tirisfal Glades with undead bones!?"

   No matter how powerful the Scourge Troops are, they still need materials.

  The corpses that are too old are often of poor quality. Not every salted fish can be like a certain blue dragon queen, with a quality guarantee of 10,000 years, and it will last as new. Most of the corpses will decompose after being buried in the soil for a period of time. Over time, the bones will become brittle, and even skeleton soldiers can't do it.

  The Scourge is good at snowballing. If it can't roll, the rhythm will be interrupted, which is too hurt.

   Three, and the last point.

   This made Lao Taizi the most unacceptable. The entire alliance seemed to have a way to fight the plague.

   Originally thought, the plague broke out on the alliance side, and a large area of ​​soldiers died suddenly, then no matter how many walls you have, if there is no one to guard it, it will be ruins.

   Who would have thought that the soldiers of the alliance are not fighting less and less, but more and more.

   At first, I didn’t think that, after all, the curse sect still bewitched some two or five boys and reported the situation in the bunker group.

   However, the alliance's anti-epidemic measures are too professional.

   At this moment, Arthas stood on the high platform, commanding the troops.

   "All soldiers must be cleaned, disinfected and sterilized after returning to the camp!"

   "The squad leader is responsible to the end, and patrols the night every night to ensure that no soldier has symptoms such as fever and cough. Once found, report it immediately."

   "Don't be afraid of getting sick! At least seven out of ten people have a chance to be cured! Going to the battlefield is much higher than this mortality rate!"

  The second fool knew that he was the bait, so he put out his mind to charge forward. On the contrary, he took the epidemic prevention methods taught by McDonald's as an imperial edict, and used his status as a marshal to clean up those lazy and disobedient thorns.

   Don't say, this really unearthed his commanding power.

  Rivendell is now a famous general of the Alliance. He leads troops well, and only good. Compared with a prince who has the qualifications to rule the entire Scourge Legion in history, he is still a long way off.

   The two of them are very happy to work together now. Rivendell was in charge of command, while Arthas was in charge of logistics, taking care of chores such as rotations, supplies, and treatment of wounded and sick soldiers.

   Arthas went to the front line for ten days, but the Scourge only won 9 walls.

   Lao Taizi finally couldn't sit still.

   launched a massive storm with at least three million undead.

   This is already half of Lao Taizi's troops.

   It’s not that there is no supplement, it is midwinter now, and it takes time for the bones to come to the Andorhal fortress. In some places, the snow is nearly one meter deep. Even if you are a bone, you can walk day and night without any difficulty.

   After so many days of continuous fighting, Lao Taizi has long confirmed that the number is meaningless, and the fire-breathers of the Stratholme Army have defeated ordinary skeletons and zombies.

  The only elite units that can overwhelm them.

   First of all - Gargoyle!

   "Bastard! When did the Wildhammer dwarves be treated as soft persimmons?" No matter how angry Falstad was, he couldn't change the fundamental problem that the number of griffins was too small.

   The high-intensity aerial battles over the past few days have caused more than 500 griffins to permanently withdraw from the battle sequence.

  When the gargoyles started to gain the upper hand, if it wasn't for the McDonald's guys suddenly pulling out a bunch of anti-aircraft guns, the Alliance would be in a hole.

   And then there's an outrageous amount of hate!

   In a short period of time, the Scourge could not hold back too much genuine hatred.

  The sinister old Taiko made a degraded version. That is to forcibly sew up some corpses to create inferior goods of the same size as the Abomination.

   does not seek hateful power and destructive power, but only seeks to attract the fire of the alliance as soon as it emerges.

   This caught Rivendell by surprise.

  When more than a thousand Abominations directly replace ordinary zombies as infantry, they attack in the form of skirmish lines on a front less than one kilometer.

   That's really not dozens of small and medium-caliber war defense guns, plus the support of howitzer regiments can be destroyed.

  Dense gargoyles like locusts, coupled with the surging tide of abominations, this defense line on the flank of the No. 5 Bunker Group was demolished 10 walls in just half an hour.

   The sharpness of his offensive forced Rivendell to overwhelm the Silver Hand and his own Knights of Guards.

   And the appearance of the Great Lich Antonidas forced Modera and the other two former colleagues to take action and were exhausted.

   King to king, and general to general.

  When Marduk in black and several dreadlords entangled Uther and other paladins, Gavinrad * Doom, the former paladin, finally had a chance to face Arthas.

   It's not that the younger brothers are unwilling to protect the two fools, but that Gavin Rudd, as the most scumbag five saints in history, still has strength.

  When the seventh knight was killed, Gavinrad, riding a skeleton warhorse, finally came to Arthas.

   "Face me! Arthas! Prove that you are not in vain!" Gavin Rader raised his hand at Arthas in the bloated armor.

  【Death Grip】reappears!

   This is the signature of a death knight!

   However, to Gavin Rad's surprise, he pulled half of the armor of Arthas with just such a pull.

   "Huh?" Gavin Rad looked at the inside of the half-armor on his hand, which was filled with magic crystals. What's worse, these crystals were shining brightly, what was the trigger now.

   20 yards ahead, Arthas snapped his fingers while holding [Happy Fire] in one hand, and said: "My elder brother taught me, [Art is explosion]!"

"Snapped!"

The voice of    fell, and Gavin Rudd exploded!

   (end of this chapter)