Stratholme God

Chapter 1482 Kill the Devil
This was the largest landing operation in the history of the alliance, mobilizing more than 500 million troops.

Even excluding the nearly 200 million murlocs and Naga cannon fodder who served as cannon fodder in the sea, and the 40 soldiers of the four elements of earth, water, fire, and wind, the number of soldiers directly under the Alliance who attacked this batch exceeded 30.

Even considering the width of the battlefield on the Broken Shore, this is a very exaggerated figure.

If the Alliance still used wooden boats on the sea like in history, it would be impossible to transport the army to the Broken Beach. The only way is to use a few airships including the [Breaking Sky] and load a pitifully small number of elite soldiers. .

Outnumbered and outnumbered, it is only natural to be surrounded.

In this life, the power of the few seems to have turned around.

Because the alliance is not limited to the Eastern Route Army!
The West Route Army is the Kalimdor Army led by Tyrande, the Northrend North Army led by Arthas, and the Pandaria South Route Army led by Varian. Each army is no less than a million.

More than 700 million troops completely encircled the Broken Isles.

Excluding the murloc and Naga troops who are only responsible for landing on the beach and not for inland attacks, at least 200 million mechanized and elemental creature mixed troops, this combat power is definitely not low.

(Sa always has a saying that mmp is really not complaining.)
Alliances are coming too fast and too many.

So much so that the demons had to play a little trick...

A joint meeting attended by the Allied Fourth Route Army headquarters and all leaders.

"What? You said that there are no demons stationed on the Broken Beach, and our landing operation may be a big deal?" Tyrande stared at Varian in the magic mirror, and she frowned like all the leaders.

"Yes! Our intelligence from MI[-] shows that the demons have not deployed any decent troops on the beach." Varian is not aimless, and he showed the leaders at the same time, there are also a large number of high-altitude photos taken from Broken Beach Reconnaissance photo: "On our side, Mathias Shaw, the leader of SI[-], personally led the team to reconnaissance. The degree of credibility is quite high."

After Varian finished speaking, many leaders showed relaxed expressions.

The exaggerated battle outside the atmosphere, even if only a few individual pictures were sent back, the leaders have already been frightened.

It can't be said that they are ignorant, anyway, they are also big bosses who have killed all the way since the opening of the Dark Portal.But no one has ever seen a space fleet of this size.

The existence of the planetary protection circle is always a bit of a fluke.

The Burning Legion began to resist fiercely near the Tomb of Sargeras, which is the most ideal. After all, at that time, the Alliance's land-based artillery was erected.As for the large-scale beach landing battle, no one has really played it, which made the leaders murmur in their hearts.

Under normal circumstances, it should be discussed by everyone and the alert level should be lowered.

The spiritual strings of the soldiers cannot be tensed all the time. If it goes on for a long time, either the strings will break, or they will relax secretly.This is the best state.

Since the Burning Legion didn't come up hard from the beginning, everyone would be more happy to see one less tough battle.

What everyone didn't expect was that after seeing a large stack of pictures that Varian specially sent a mage to send over with the teleportation technique, McDonald knocked on the table with the back of his finger a little shamelessly: "Fake news! This is all about the Burning Legion Intelligence warfare. Demons are already waiting for us on the beach."

Varian was startled: "What? This is Shaw..."

"I have no intention of questioning Master Xiao's loyalty to the alliance, but there are some things that are not as simple as they appear on the surface!" McDonald snapped his fingers, and a three-dimensional pattern appeared in the mirror images of the big brothers.

MI[-]'s reconnaissance can't be wrong. On the beach, at least on the surface of the beach, there is no trace of an organized demon army.Only a few imps, or wandering hellhounds.

But the perspective given by McDonald made everyone's scalp tingle.

The beach is indeed that beach, just a perspective view with a very sci-fi flavor, which can remove the rock layers on the surface layer by layer to expose the things under the sand and gravel.

The mark below the beach is about minus ten meters, and there are a large number of giant metal figures.

Due to the fact that the evil energy rippling underground is blocking the detection, it is impossible to see its true face clearly. After only a glimpse of the outline, several leaders and commanders with combat experience in the outer domain stood up suddenly, and they all lost their voices:

"Magic Mech!?"

"so much?"

The leaders of the alliance were all shocked.

I can't imagine that if only elite troops were used to make a surprise attack, or if the army advanced to the depths of the Broken Isles, and the beach was full of supplies, these huge fel mechs, which were often more than ten or twenty stories high, would suddenly emerge from the ground. Jumping out, what a terrible scene it would be.

Probably, the alliance troops will be completely wiped out!
Varian was so angry that his lips trembled, and he had already scolded Mathias Shaw a hundred times in his heart a hundred times!

McDonnell waved his hand at King Wa: "Your Majesty Wrynn, there is no need to get angry. This is a devil, who can secretly plan a hundred years for a conspiracy. It is not unusual to have such a small scheme. We just burrow into the ground and bounce off the road."

Thinking of the assassination of Medivh, King Wa gritted his teeth and nodded vigorously: "Yeah."

The Battle of the Broken Beach in history was the most costly battle for the Alliance Horde. The Alliance lost its de facto leader, Varian, and Vol'jin, then the chief of the Horde, also died of his injuries soon after.

With such a painful lesson, how could the traversers not be wary of Yi Shou?

Without blaming or pursuing, McDonnell let go of Mathias' dereliction of duty and focused on the war.

Not long after, the voice of the leader of the alliance sounded in the public broadcast of all warships and aircraft of the alliance's four-way army:
"I am McDonald Stratholme, then leader of the Alliance!"

"Since the opening of the Dark Portal, the entire world of Azeroth has been in a state of disaster."

"Like everyone else, I am full of complaints about the injustice of the goddess of fate."

"What I want to say is..."

"I am regarded as the god of war by tens of millions of alliance members, but I actually hope to be a modest gentleman rather than a warrior with a weapon in hand."

"Unfortunately, unfortunately, the evil enemy does not give peace to me and to all of you."

"So behind a modest gentleman is a contest of coldness, steel, technology, and will. We can turn our will into extraordinary combat power in certain scenarios to make up for the lack of combat power. But the lack of combat power must be solved with science and technology. finally overcome by magical means."

"This is the world we live in!"

"Every country and every race in the Union is peace-loving."

"No one desires war!"

"But what does it take for a peace-loving? It needs to be in the hands of a peace-loving organization like the League."

"Today, the peace of the world is being challenged by the most powerful evil force in history!"

"In this regard, I just want to say to everyone... It's time to show everyone's true strength!"

"For peace..."

"Fuck those demons—"

McDonnell's final high-pitched roar was echoed by thousands of soldiers.

The sea and the sky seemed to be boiling at the same time.

"Fuck those demons—"

"Fuck 'em—"

"Kill ah-"

(End of this chapter)