Stratholme God

Chapter 337 Can You Do It? (3 more)
(Monthly ticket 44/75)
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After the undead natural disaster broke out, Marduk in black organized many offensives against the bunkers east of Lordaeron City, and the results were quite ineffective.

First, a large number of skeleton zombies charged, but the front line is now the reorganized Silver Hand. Except for Turalyon and Gavinrad, basically the first, second, and third generation paladins trained by Archbishop Faol himself are all special. Here it is.

Adding thousands of sand sculpture players, [-] elite infantry and artillery regiments, Marduk and a few Dreadlords alone can't beat them at all.

Second is artillery.

The Scourge attempted to use catapults to hurl plague-infected corpses here.This is a very vicious trick. If you don't get it right, when the plague spreads, your bunkers will be useless.

But the disciples taught by Gunner Willie and the sand sculpture players played an unimaginable role.Almost every bunker group must have more than eight 40mm light artillery.This kind of gun is definitely not good for the heavy armored tanks of the Iron Horde, but the catapults for fighting the undead are surprisingly easy to use.

It must be explained that, apart from the addition of death magic, the catapults of the Scourge are essentially on the same level as old-fashioned junks. The basic material is wood, and there is no magic protection attached to it.

The pitiful 500-[-] meter range of the undead catapult, in front of the artillery with a range of several kilometers, was blown up before it entered its own range.

Terenas didn't realize the helplessness of yelling at his father until the real match... In order to improve the shooting vision, someone secretly cut down all the trees within three kilometers on both sides of the King's Road.It is claimed that it is used to build bunkers, but in fact it is used to build barracks.Anyway, the wooden barracks, the roof and the outer wall are painted with plaster, which is still fireproof and warm.

Finally, there is the plague.

If it were an ordinary army in this era, it would be miserable for sure. When the plague broke out, a large number of soldiers would become seriously ill and die.

It's not that McDonald is willing to brag, his soldiers are definitely the best in epidemic prevention in this era.

Once any sick or dead meat, corpses or abnormal things are found in the jurisdiction, the fire-breathing soldiers wearing gas masks are the first to go.Almost all major facilities can be fireproof, so they are not afraid of burning at all.

After a fire, the paladins and anti-biochemical soldiers came up wearing gas masks, the paladins opened [Consecration] to purify the energy of death, and the biochemical soldiers sprayed disinfectant to disinfect germs.

All soldiers near the suspected infected area should be under special observation, and additional doctors and nurses should be stationed in the camp area.

As a result, Marduk in black came down with a set, but he couldn't do anything to Mai's bunker group.

I wanted to accumulate thousands of 800 million skeletons, carry out a saturation attack, and submerge these bunkers at once, but I was not ready, and the boss's thunder and wrath descended.

"Destroy those bastards! Don't let any more shells fall on the city of Lordaeron!" Through the Lich King's unique spiritual network, Terena's unique soul roar scared every undead in the spiritual network. shivering.

The Scourge has never been a reasonable organization. The spiritual power of the Lich King is everywhere. Even if the high-level undead below have their own ideas and judgment, they cannot resist the will of the Lich King.

When Ner'zhul agreed to Terenas' order, the entire Scourge mobilized.

Every death knight, lich, and necromancer silently drove the undead army to the battle line of Lordaeron City and Andorhal Fortress, which was only a hundred kilometers away.

"15 degrees east by north, 4000 yards away!"

"Roger that!"

Not long after, with the sound of rumbling cannons.

The death knight who led the team watched helplessly as a large cluster of black dots pierced the sky, like locusts rushing towards his face, pressing towards his undead army.

The ensuing scene looked a lot like a tsunami, except that instead of waves there were red flames.Rows of skeleton soldiers and zombies were engulfed by the shock wave of the fire wave, and after their weak bodies quickly disintegrated, three quarters of the undead army exposed on the plain were easily wiped out.

The will of the Lich King is supreme. Even if the shadow of destruction is almost in sight, the ordinary army will probably collapse instantly after suffering such a loss. Even if the undead still have one arm and one leg, they still work hard towards the goal.

Looking down from the sky, the blockhouse group closest to Lordaeron City looks like a peninsula extending into the sea, only the long and narrow buildings in the east are connected, and the rest are surrounded by the sea at an angle of almost 300 degrees—the sea of ​​the dead .

The tsunami of undead met an even more ruthless sea of ​​flames.

The various bunkers sprayed tongues of flames almost non-stop. Even the cold winter wind still couldn't blow out the raging flames. Most of the undead could not pass through the flames of death. Only the 'life force' was the most powerful, commonly known as [hate] Only the Stitch Monster can easily make a way out of the sea of ​​flames.

Even the artillery can't destroy it with one shot, even if the gunner shoots the head of the abomination with great precision, it won't help. These terrifying undead monsters are not life forms in essence, and they have no real vital points. At best, they weaken their combat effectiveness.

Fortunately, the alliance still has the last trump card.

At the westernmost end of the 'island', the golden light shining from hundreds of paladins, like beacons of hope for human beings, was firmly nailed to the front line. Their holy light hammer smashed all the undead who dared to climb up the city wall.

At this moment, in Andorhal Fortress, the real-time picture of the Scourge attacking is being played in the magic mirror.

McDonald told the remaining vassals and several distinguished guests his next plan in public.

"I want to plant all the vitality of the Scourge on this plain." McDonnell emphasized: "I said 'all'!"

Unlike in the past, the unfamiliar faces on the guest table are the Kirin Tor councilors who escaped from Dalaran.

Krasus has two more dragon horns on his head, and he has a showdown. He has been instructed by Alexstrasza that Wyrmrest Temple will not get involved in this war.

Kaizi's status is embarrassing.

The old lady Modera is always so low-key, she doesn't sit in the VIP seats, the 'invisible force field' on her body makes it easy for people to ignore her existence.

Only Anslem Luinverwall, who is known as a 'technical house', bit the bullet and said, "We...can we do it?"

McDonnell snapped his fingers, and Galford, the archivist and secretary, came out: "We have prepared more than 1200 artillery pieces of various specifications, including more than 600 mortars, 120 new cannons for siege, and various types of guns. There are more than 300 caliber howitzers, and all the artillery have prepared at least 5 ammunition bases of ammunition..."

While he was reading, the people around him felt their scalps go numb.

How sick must this be, to hoard so much ammunition after defeating the orcs for the second time?
Even if anyone came to me and said 'McDonald was planning to kill the king', I would believe it.
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ps, this is from last night, I had a brain twitch before going to bed, I forgot to post it.

(End of this chapter)