Stratholme God

Chapter 1301 Thrall's Practice

After blasting with long-range artillery, use a Stuka bomber to bomb and bomb at a nearly vertical angle.

"Boom!"

Today is another day of nuclear peace (pseudo).

Without fortresses and bunkers as fulcrums, in the relatively flat and vast southern barrens and desolace, there is nothing that can stop the torrent of steel formed by T-34.

Hundreds of tanks and thousands of vehicles of various types formed a terrifying shock formation, rushing towards the tribe's clan armed forces like a landslide and tsunami.

"Kill... ah!"

There is no shortage of brave men among the orcs.But if the strength is less than the hero level, there is no way to transcend the elemental blows of the mortal world.

The 20mm machine shells with a large number of rice grain-sized flame element magic crystals in the charge part are hit on the human body, and the damage caused is no less than that of the previous 50mm anti-aircraft guns.

As soon as the cannon hit it, the orc's body was torn apart on the spot?No, it is more accurate to become minced meat.

The bumpkin orc chief on the opposite side was so frightened that he didn't even know whether to give the order to charge or retreat.He also has some low-level shamans under him, but shamans at this level are meaningless.

The magic of a junior shaman will not have a range of more than 50 yards if it is held to the extreme.

Compared with these cannons that travel thousands of meters, they can only be beaten unilaterally.

The chiefs can only watch helplessly as this torrent of steel dies down.

"Thumbs up!"

[Whirlwind] The machine gun of the anti-aircraft vehicle easily tore apart the formation of the orcs, making the group charge a joke.

Even the tankers didn't bother to use the main gun to abuse the food, they picked up the 12.7mm machine gun on the turret and swept it wildly.

This is a one-sided massacre!

In fact, before the torrent of steel came, the orcs had already begun to waver.

Just like if the earth is attacked by aliens, it means that Superman, the Earth Defense Force, and Bumpman are all defeated.

Here you can see the troops of the alliance, representing the fortresses and bunkers on the front line, all of which have been taken away.

Orcs try to escape, but how can mechanized troops run fast?

Those who occupy the Desolace and the Southern Barrens are mostly lower-middle-class clans.These poor clans couldn't afford to support Wolf Warriors.

In the cataclysmic environment where even the orcs can't get enough to eat, there really aren't many clans that can have war wolves.

What's more, the Horde War Wolf is big, carrying orcs weighing two to three hundred catties, and it is remarkable to be able to run at a speed of 40 kilometers per hour.

They couldn't outrun the alliance's mechanized troops at all, and most of them were torn to pieces by the engulfing cannon shells within two kilometers of the camp, like shooting targets.

In just three days, the Stratholme Second and Third Armies split into two groups, pushing the front line by [-] kilometers.

After all, Desolace still has a complicated terrain, and the specific clearing has not yet been completed.

In the southern barren land, when the orcs who had not received the news hurriedly fled to the junction with Thousand Needles, they found in despair that they had been cut off from the road.

"Great Chief! Where are you?"

"Save us!"

"Didn't it be agreed that we would enjoy our new life?"

"Ahhh-"

Over 20 orcs have been slain on the shores of the new 'Thousand Needles'.

There is no mercy, no forgiveness.

Thrall brought them out back then, of course out of the mentality of saving his compatriots.These orcs who have not been beaten by the Alliance's artillery and are full of the law of the jungle think that Thrall is incompetent, so they don't take them to rob the most fertile land on the planet Azeroth, and then fall into the arms of the despicable roar of radicalism, and eventually become despicable Victims of expansionism.

In the footage from the front, Duke Seriek is speaking in public:

"Today's scene, soldiers, do you find it cruel?"

"Yes! I also think it's cruel! But more than ten years ago, during the First and Second Dark Portal Wars, what the Orc Vanguard Army did was a hundred times more cruel than this! They also didn't give the Alliance people a chance to surrender! Hollowed out the heads of my father and grandfather to make ornaments and hang them on the top of their goddamn tent!"

"From the Elwynn Forest at the southern end of the Eastern Kingdom's continent to the Eversong Forest in Quel'Thalas at the northernmost point, there are as many as a thousand villages and towns that have been slaughtered by them, and more than 1000 million victims!"

"Therefore, the four major races of humans, high elves, dwarves and gnomes had to form the [Alliance]!"

"We gave them a chance to change themselves! It's been 18 years! These cruel guys are still expanding unscrupulously, squeezing every inch of land's fertility, and eating up everything that can be eaten! Do you think we should show them mercy?"

When Seriek said this, he immediately received a chorus of [-] soldiers.

"No! No! No!"

Celiek raised his arms and called out: "Then what are we waiting for? Drive these hateful guys out of Azeroth—"

What responded to him was a passionate cry like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

The soldiers fired into the air, venting their pent-up anger for 18 years!
On November 18, 11, the Alliance Army divided into three groups, landed from the Northwest Road of Feralas, and the east and west coasts, and attacked the city of New Orgrimmar.

Prior to this, the coalition launched a 72-hour non-stop bombing.

In fact, the morale of the Horde collapsed long before the armies were able to meet and fall on the walls of New Orgrimmar.

Warchief Garrosh played one of his own, and ran away with a bucket.

The Varok who stayed behind was short of food, equipment, and ammunition. The only thing they didn't lack was big mouths waiting to be fed, and each one was more edible than the other.

In a normal year, just relying on the rugged terrain and dense forests of Feralas to fight guerrilla warfare can well delay the advance of the alliance army.

The year of cataclysm that just passed was no good.

The tribal people who ate up all the birds and animals had to gnaw on the bark and grass roots.

There is no trace of greenery in the entire Feralas area. The trees are all cut down and used as refugee camps. There is no natural barrier.

On the 18th, Varok showed a desperate expression as he watched the alliance army approaching the city.

Just at this time, a mysterious visitor broke Varok's heart to die for the tribe.

When the other party lifted the hood on his head, Varok was startled: "Chief Thrall...why are you here?"

Thrall's face was full of haggardness, and his eyes were also bloodshot: "We were all deceived by this Garrosh. The real Garrosh died long ago in the battle of natural disasters."

After all, Thrall took out a [Blood Roar] filled with the power of death.

Varok's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle eye: "This..."

When Thrall took out the magic crystal and broadcast the video of the League of Heroes fighting against the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, Varok felt a collapse of faith.

After a long time, Varok came back to his senses: "Then we..."

"McDonald doesn't want us to die yet, he wants us to sneak attack [Steel Horde]'s lair." Thrall quickly said his deal with McDonald.

Varok's eyes widened when he heard that the members of the Blackrock Clan would be nearly wiped out, and his body trembled.Asking him to abandon his people to survive alone is more uncomfortable than killing him.

Thrall patted Varok on the shoulder: "Don't worry! Old friend, I won't force you to do such a thing. The next thing we have to do is to break through together!"

(End of this chapter)