Stratholme God

   Chapter 726 I miss you the night (seeking monthly ticket)

  The birth of the strong is irreproducible.

   There is no strong person who can be trained through training.

   It is often unique experiences that stimulate the potential of the body.

   When you play, the height you reach depends on your perseverance and the upper limit of your talent.

   Talent is the most rare thing. It’s like there are only a handful of people on earth who can run a hundred meters within 10 seconds.

   Originally, Vol'jin hoped that the Alliance would fall into trouble, but now it seems that he is thinking too much.

   On the bright side, Vol'jin still expressed his sincere condolences: "The trolls who believe in the evil **** Hakkar are also despised by the Darkspear trolls. I would like to express my deepest condolences on behalf of the tribe for the loss of human life and property caused by you."

  Vol'jin used the Orcish language, which is probably what the simultaneous man translates to mean.

   "Thanks for the tribe's concern." The old wolf king was disdainful for Vol'jin's words.

   Who can't play tricks?

Vol'jin probed: "According to the legend of the tauren, these worms are the servants of the ancient evil **** C'Thun. As the evil **** who has plagued the entire world of Azeroth, if it recovers completely, it will bring destruction to the entire world. The disaster. If possible, I hope that the alliance army can arrive soon and impose justice on C'Thun."

   In this matter, if the alliance changes its leader, it might panic.

  However, the bosses acquiesce that Mai Xie is a coercion who has been watching for a long time. Since the leader does not speak, according to the previous grasp of the situation by the leader... The bosses are all convinced by fans.

   McDonald's has given a timetable, and he ordered it a long time ago - I'm not in a hurry, let the elite of the tribe die again.

Genn must find a way to delay the time, um, on the surface, of course it is another matter: "The alliance army has just finished the brutal Zul'Gurub crusade and is in the process of rest. And now most of the alliance territory is entering the winter, and the troops are being adjusted. It is very inconvenient, according to preliminary estimates, it will take a month for the allied vanguard to arrive at the Golden Sword Port.”

   This made Vol'jin just want to call the police.

   Let your mother fart.

   Really thought I didn't know that Stratholme's soldiers were two different things from Stormwind's soldiers?

   Stratholme's First Army is enough to counterattack!

   Vol'jin complained wildly in his heart, but he also knew that the first army was used to restrain their tribe. As for such a big attack on Silithus, it must be transferred from the mainland.

   On weekdays, the output of Dustwallow Marsh is simply not enough to support the First Army. And Jinjiangang, self-sufficiency is not bad.

  Vol'jin lowered his stance: "Since everyone has the intention to cooperate, I wonder if the Alliance can help contain the insect army before this?"

   "I can apply to the night elves to mobilize some of the defenders of Feathermoon Fortress to enter Feralas to help defend." Genn, who was full of bad water, suggested solemnly.

  How dare Vol'jin let the Alliance into Feralas. He had heard Thrall and Durotan talk a lot about how the orcs were wiped out in the first two Dark Portal battles.

   Didn't he build a bunch of bunker towers for someone in the alliance, and then drain the last drop of blood from the orc warriors?

   Come in for the Alliance, the Allies always have to camp, right?

  After setting up camp, the [Bunker King] always builds a bunker, right?

After the    is built, what can people do if they don't go to the tribe?

   Even if we leave and demolish so many bunkers, even if we use the heavy machinery of the Iron Tribe to get it, it will still be a tossing half to death.

   After fighting for so long, Thrall and Vol'jin could see that in rough terrain, the Iron Horde's big car really didn't work.

   Hearing Genn's proposal, Vol'jin hurriedly refused: "The defense of Feralas does not bother the Alliance. As long as the Alliance can reduce the number of bugs from the flanks, the Horde will be very grateful."

   The discussions at this stage are actually fruitless.

   However, the flanking blows really played a role for the alliance.

  At the southern pier of Feathermoon Fortress in the southwest of Feralas, General Shandris of Feathermoon looked solemnly at the blonde beauty in front of him: "Miss Besmarck."

   "Just call me [Bismarck]."

   No matter how many times, Shandris is not used to the shrewd ship girl in front of him: "Okay, Besmarck, I'll leave everything to you."

The order issued by the top leaders of the alliance is: let the alliance fleet on standby near Feathermoon Fortress fire directly at the Feralas area on the southern sea of ​​Feathermoon Fortress, and attack the worms assembled in the northern part of Silithus with an outrageous streak that is unimaginable for mortals. people troops.

  This picture is outrageous when you think about it.

  Silithus is a plateau area, generally above 600 meters above sea level. Most of its borders in the west, north and east are surrounded by high mountains, some of which can reach a kilometer.

  As an Alliance executive, Shandris naturally knew that the main guns of Alliance battleships could reach a maximum range of 40 kilometers.

   As far as she knew, there was only one worm nest within the range, and that was on a plateau 30 kilometers away.

  Theoretically, the fired projectile would have to cross the top of a kilometer mountain, and then fall parabola there.

   Not to mention observation, it is so far away that it has long exceeded the limit of visual observation. People looking at something five kilometers away from a high place, even if the target is a tank, it looks like a small point.

   Even if the ship girl has a way to see the target, considering the waves when the cannon is fired, the wind direction, and its own mechanical defects (such as rifling wear, etc.), it is simply metaphysical to hit the target.

   Watching the fleet slowly leave the port of the fortress, Shandris still couldn't dispel the doubts in his heart. He turned his head and led his subordinates to stare at the actual combat picture of the magic mirror.

   In fact, this question is all over the alliance from top to bottom - is the alliance fooling the tribe, just fire a few shots and say it can't be beaten, there is no way, nothing can help.

   Even if it is, the Horde has nothing to do with the Alliance.

In   Golden Sword Port, Queen Xi, who just arrived, has the same question: "We can indeed play the tribe now, but don't think about the tribe's life after that! As far as I know, the reconnaissance situation is not ideal."

  The swarm is too exaggerated.

The    Alliance has sent a few waves of scouts recently, and the results have been terrible.

   For high-altitude reconnaissance at this point in time, hot air balloons are often used. These big guys floating high in the sky can provide a good vision. When the shooting Zhuyuan is passed to the ship's mother, the angle of the shooting can be adjusted immediately in order to improve the hit rate.

   The last time you played Booty Bay, this trick also worked.

  This time, the balloon was directly pierced by the giant flying insect guard.

   Likewise, whether the Griffin or the Dragon Knight were in the past, there is also a risk of being besieged by a swarm of insects.

   McDonald hugged Queen Xi's waist and said with a wicked smile, "I'll let you know if I add more ingredients tonight."

   "Humph! You go to Veresa!" Queen Xi didn't even slap someone, and knocked someone's claws off with a slap.

   At this moment, on the warship Basemarck, the dirty **** [learning] was following behind the ship's mother, Basemarck, and sang a song: "I miss your liquid—

"think!"

   Before she finished speaking, she lifted the item with one hand and stuffed it into the barrel of the 380mm main gun.

Huh? Seems like something is wrong?

   None of the evil gods in the text are innocent, just kidnap them.

   (end of this chapter)