Stratholme God

Chapter 1373

The trolls used to control the entire Starstar, and for good reason.

A half-grown troll boy, without any weapons, can tear an adult human alive with just those three thick fingers.

Without formation and weapons, ordinary humans in the feudal era couldn't compete with trolls at all.

The blood feud accumulated over thousands of years has made it impossible for the trolls to reconcile with all the main races of the alliance, even to the point of "you can lead us to kill the trolls, you are the best boss." 'This is the point.

McDonald was not idle, and directly offered rewards, such as how much to charge a troll head.As a result, five heads were taken away by sand sculpture players, and the rest were snipers cultivated by the alliance itself, and elf marksmen.

Almost 40 alliance troops surrounded Dazararo.

In the headquarters of the Ebon Fortress, everyone was surprised to see MacDonald sitting on the seat on the right hand side of Commander Tyrande seemingly bored.

According to McDonnell, "I'm just here for a place, and this time the conductor is Your Excellency Yufeng." He really gave Tyrande enough face.

Hi!I put him down every day, so what's wrong with giving him a position occasionally?

No one has any opinions, but Jaina is secretly sulking.

It's no use getting angry, a skinny camel is bigger than a seal.

Even if the night elves knelt a few times, they still had a population of one million, and all of them were soldiers.

Can you have [-] soldiers in Kul Tiras?
The worst thing is that the characteristics and positioning of the original maritime power completely coincide with the strengths of the Stratholme Empire.Jaina asked Macdonald to make a concession, that is, to let Macdonald cut his own flesh and share it with Kul Tiras.

It's okay to pretend, and the shipbuilding technology at the output point is also good. If you want to give up the ultimate secret of the Mai family, "Jianniang", then don't even think about it.

Jaina can turn around and cry, at this moment, she can only be a tea serving girl obediently.

Tyrande has the power of the leader of a great clan, and at the beginning, he put his hands on the edge of the military sand table, and said in a sonorous tone: "Although the crusade against the Zandalari trolls went smoothly this time, let's not forget, The other party is a long-standing race that has been entrenched in Azeroth for more than 1 years. In Dazar'alor, apart from powerful people like the archlich Anastrian and the blood elf archmage Rommath, there are also a group of wilderness warriors. God. In the mouth of the trolls, calling them the loa gods."

Tyrande pointed to the high mountain next to Dazar'alor: "Especially here! Here, there is the lair of Loah God [Master of Wind] Pa'ku."

Tyrande made a gesture, and Shandris immediately stepped forward and added: "Pterodactyl, as a subspecies of proto-dragon, was also one of the rulers of the sky in ancient times. Pa'ku is an elder among the pterodactyl clan who has obtained divine power. Along with the civilization history of the Zandalari trolls, Pa'ku, as the penultimate test of the Zandalar emperor's ascension to the throne, can also prove this point. The chief of the Loa priesthood, in the Zandalar Empire, consists of Followers of Pa'ku take charge."

Tyrande looked at McDonnell: "Pa'ku will be a powerful factor of uncertainty for our air force. I wonder if your lord has a way to solve it in advance?"

McDonnell pretended to ponder for a while: "Here, let me brush some rockets for Paku-chan."

All the big guys:? ? ?

Pacu... sauce?

I don't know why, but the sand sculpture players who watched this scene through the live broadcast felt a bit of a sense of sight...

There was a rumbling sound from the front of Black Blade Fortress.

Layer upon layer, hundreds of half-meter-thick round metal lids were opened one after another, revealing deep black holes that could allow an adult to drill into one after another.

"Woooooo-"

As McDonald snapped his fingers, orders were issued layer by layer, and five seconds later, all the caves trembled in unison—the next moment, no matter whether it was the troll nesting inside Dazar'alor like a trapped beast, or the troll surrounding the outside Almost all the alliance soldiers on the third floor and the third floor saw the big pipes dragging their long tail flames straight into the sky.

It felt like a large silver cloud flew into the sky, reflecting the midair into a piece of snow silver, and then the cloud stopped at the highest point and smashed towards Dazarzaro.

"Human rocket!"

Accompanied by a scream from an unknown troll in the city, the rockets crashed into the high mountain next to Dazar'alor amidst the ear-piercing whistling sound.

Talanji, who happened to see this scene, almost raised his heart in his throat: "Paku..."

She looked to Zu'jin beside her, hoping to hear Zu'jin say that Pa'ku would be fine.

Zujin pursed his lips, unwilling to express any opinions.

The M3 rocket is actually useless against the boss.

In front of the real strong, the cannonball with a speed of hundreds of meters per second is just a flying prop that flies faster.The shockingly lethal explosion is nothing more than a fire elemental reaction.

Therefore, when the pterodactyl god Paku roared angrily, jumped into the air, flapped his huge wings, set off a strong wind, and blasted the dense rain of M3 rockets into pieces, McDonald, who was watching the battle in the fortress, There was barely a trace of expression on Ken's face. He was waiting for the aftermath, and it was coming soon.

Many rockets were exploded in the air, but a considerable part of them fell to the cliff before detonating.

"Bang bang bang!"

Not to mention that Pa'ku's lair is located on the top of a densely vegetated mountain, with so much gunpowder and flame elemental explosives, even a bare barren mountain can burn you into purgatory on the spot.

Dazar'alor in summer has plenty of water, and the water in the trees evaporates and immediately forms billowing thick smoke, and the fire quickly spreads to all the pterodactyl nests on the entire mountain, making the pterodactyl descendants of Paku startled and screaming Fly.

"Roar!" Paku roared, trying to control those descendants of it.

At this time, there was a burst of dense bang bang sound in the distant sky.

That was the anti-aircraft artillery cluster of Black Front Fortress firing.

How amazing is the power of thousands of anti-aircraft guns?
Machine shells thicker than an adult's thumb poured down like a sudden heavy rain, shooting through the group of pterodactyls that had just soared into the air almost instantly.

Even the luckiest pterodactyl was unavoidably hit by more than a dozen cannonballs, was beaten to pieces, and fell on the spot.

Pa'ku screamed angrily.

"No—" Princess Talanji wailed in despair in the city below.She knew that Pa'ku was thoroughly enraged.

The Loa gods sound like they are comparable to the gods of the wilderness, but in the end they are just a group of more intelligent and powerful animal spirits.

How could Paku endure being so stimulated?
It flapped its wings vigorously, brought a group of pterodactyl descendants flying up from the back mountain, and rushed to the huge diamond-shaped flying fortress in the distance.

The seduction went so smoothly that even Tyrande, who was watching the battle from the command seat, couldn't help raising his brows slightly.

Only McDonald crossed his legs calmly, stretched out his right hand, and gracefully took the champagne glass handed over by Solanian.

(End of this chapter)