Stratholme God

Chapter 1300 is enough to be a partial teacher

There are many battles that you can't fight if you don't want to fight.

People's knives are on your neck, you hit, or stretch your neck over and let the enemy kill you?

The alliance didn't take the opportunity to fight this time. When Despicable Roar really succeeded in opening the door and found [Iron Horde] to perfectly invade Azeroth, that would be another situation.

Mistakes at the strategic level cannot be made!

It's like the eagle sauce on the earth trying to beat the bear and the rabbit together. This is a typical brain damage in terms of strategy.

Throughout human history, only the second brother and the third brother fight against the eldest brother, and I have never seen the boss insist on getting the second and third brother together.

The Battle of Chibi in the Three Kingdoms is the most typical example. It was Liu Bei who first sent Zhuge Liang to find Sun Quan, and teamed up with a certain wife fanatic.

McDonnell is in charge of the alliance, so naturally he can't confuse the 'orthodox tribe' with [Iron Horde].

Although Thrall's orthodox tribe seems to have few people, there are many heroes under Thrall!All Horde heroes who can't deal with Brain Roar will play with Thrall if they have a choice.

As Sal was the world Sa and the son of the world in the original history, it is impossible for McDonald not to be afraid of him.

Pull one faction and fight another faction, this is the kingly way.

Therefore, Outland and Pandaria prepared strategic reserves slightly higher than usual, and did not allocate resources for long-term battles.

In fact, even Kalimdor.

Knowing that Despicable Roar would most likely use the four tribal provinces of Kalimdor as cannon fodder, McDonald only used Celiek's Second Army and half of Braumux's Third Army.

After staying in Kalimdor, the equipment update of these two legions is not so fast, they can be regarded as 'local legions'.

After the throne meeting, Queen Xi came over and gently rubbed McDonald's temple.

"Will Thrall listen to us?"

"It will. Because in that Draenor, there is another Durotan."

"Oh?" All the elf girls, including Queen Xi, pricked up their pointed ears, and the way they were shaking together was very interesting.

"Then will there be a second Thrall?"

"Who knows?" McDonnell shrugged: "Maybe there will be a Sal in women's clothing, er, it's not surprising that Sal may be a woman."

"Pfft!" All the girls laughed.

In terms of feeling, this is too funny.

McDonnell hasn't dared to say that if this kind of plot falls into the mouths of the group of LSPs of the Dirty God Sect, it will turn into an outrageous plot of "the enemy's motherhood, being overturned by the enemy's car and then falling into evil" in minutes.

McDonnell considers himself an LSP, at least he doesn't speak heavily!

His gaze returned to the big battlefield.

The alliance was very restrained and did not use all force, which was indeed beyond the expectations of Mean Howler.

"Could it be that the Alliance can kill all those wastes with only one division?" Garrosh was furious in the secret stronghold in Tiragarde Sound.

The goblin prince Nusha pressed softly: "It might be true just relying on the group of primitive people."

This blame, in the end, will really fall on the head of Despicable Hou.

He took away all the elite, including most of the young Blackrock orcs, all the Warsong orcs, and the armored gronn.All that was left to Varok were soldiers from the motley clan who had little training, as well as a large number of women and children.Even the half of the Blackstone fighters are mostly veterans.

In New Orgrimmar, Varok looked at these men whose average age was more than 40 years old, feeling a sense of sadness in his heart.

Orcs are a typical fighting nation, and they can go to the battlefield at the age of 12.Correspondingly, aging is also fast.Throughout the ages, except for those who are mixed with shamans, or those who are particularly capable of fighting, few orcs can live to be five or sixty years old. Most orcs will find ways to die on the battlefield or in a certain hunt before they are completely old. .

Some of these soldiers were veterans who participated in the first and second Dark Portal, and some came back from Draenor after the door was opened.Anyway, most of the recruits of the Blackstone clan were taken away by the great chief, leaving only these crooked melons and cracked dates.

Under normal circumstances, veterans have enough combat experience, theoretically not bad.

Don't forget that most of these veterans drank the blood of demons. The price of overdrawing their strength is that their bodies weaken faster than ordinary orcs.

Thinking about what happened to him, Varok suddenly felt that he was getting older.

"I don't know what's going on at the front line."

After Vol'jin took away the main force, Varok had fewer mages at hand.Originally, there were very few communication facilities available on the front line, and only big cities and core fortresses were equipped with such things as magic transmission.

There was silence on the communication channel.

Now, on the front lines of Desolace and the Southern Barrens...

The ripples produced by a drop of water can spread across the entire pond in an instant like a spider web.

The cracks created by a cannonball can spread the same effect across the walls that the orc laborers have spent time and painstakingly building.

The tribe's city walls built with similar rammed-earth crafts are not hard, well, it is so by the standards of the cold weapon era.

The alliance doesn't even need a single soldier to be damaged in battle. Just bombarding these fortresses indiscriminately with heavy artillery makes these fortresses collapse.

The 15-meter-high city wall exploded and collapsed like a broken wafer.

Those young orcs who were regarded as cannon fodder by their warchief didn't even know what it meant to lie down or seek cover when they saw the flames flashing on the line of the Alliance troops, at least five kilometers away, with only a vague outline.

When the shells that surpassed the limit of mortal eyes' detection came, there was only a bang, and the time and sound seemed to disappear without a trace.

The young orc soldier was completely petrified, he could only open his mouth wide, and stared dumbfoundedly at his comrades performing the technique of disappearing living people.

In an instant.

As if time freezes and suddenly resumes its flow, with a puff, the large cannonball shattered the city wall, and at the same time, the burst shrapnel directly penetrated the soldier's wide-open mouth.

The sharp and violently spinning fragments cut his throat, and then the huge impact completely severed his spine, even shattered his skull, distorting his facial features.

A flash of panic flashed in his eyes, and immediately his eyeballs and his entire head twisted together.

The green skin couldn't bear such exaggerated tension, and it was torn into pieces with a "squeak", revealing the bright red muscles and plasma underneath.

Under the support of the body that has not yet fallen, the severed arteries and veins spurted violently towards the sky, but the shrapnel that cut the neck of the orc continued to move forward, piercing the chest of another orc guard with armor and flesh, and finally poured the pouring blood Contaminated on the orc battle flag fluttering in the wind at the top of the city.

Until this moment, the soldier who lost half of his head and the unlucky ghost whose chest was pierced twitched at the same time, and then fell limply to the ground.

Fiery sparks and stinky blood flowers fluttered in the gust of shells, outlining a picture of destruction.

The orc recruits, who had never seen the power of the Alliance's artillery, completely froze in place.

This just happens to be the epitome of all the outposts and strongholds on the Horde front.

It is enough to rely on the alliance to defeat these tribal cannon fodder without bragging or blackmailing.

(End of this chapter)