Stratholme God

Chapter 424 Restoring Lordaeron City (Happy New Year!)

If McDonald heard Belovar's speech, maybe even he would be embarrassed.

This... Do you mix my surname McKen with some loyal dogs who have been loyal for 2000 years?

The great magister was really cheated by the old Taizi, and for no reason, he was stuffed with a few cannon fodder big liches who were born in the royal mage, and he was about to defend the city of Lordaeron.Nothing was explained.

He didn't even know that McDonald had bombarded the city of Lordaeron last time, and instinctively thought that out of respect for the capital, McDonald would be forced to send a large number of infantry to fight the Scourge in the street at the beginning.

Unexpectedly, the dog thief has no sincerity and loyalty to the royal family of Lordaeron.

The wide-area magic circle that protects the entire city has long since been abandoned.

When the city walls of Lordaeron were reinforced, the royal family was willing to spend a lot of money and put some magic runes on the walls to increase magic resistance.

In essence, these city walls are still old-fashioned rammed earth walls, which are not bad against ordinary trebuchets, but are powerless against the heavy artillery of Stratholme.

The 155mm imitation M59 artillery, once fired, a house is gone.

Seeing the skeleton soldiers and zombies stuffed into a house in the northwest corner of the palace that he arranged in advance, and being razed to the ground together with the house, Beloval felt like a dog.

This is no longer a question of whether to be buried with him or not. The other party doesn't care about the integrity of any buildings in Lordaeron City at all. They just bombard them without aiming at them.

The gap between the thinking patterns of elves and humans is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

If it was Belovar, he would not have the heart to destroy his own buildings even if he was killed. Every building in Silvermoon City is the crystallization of the art of elf craftsmen.

He was reluctant.

Opposite?
The four-digit cannons lined up one by one, and the bombarded shells were like fried beans, crackling non-stop.

From the houses near the city gate, to the arena in the entertainment area, to the various noble mansions in the core area, to the once magnificent palace, nothing can escape the ruthless attack of the artillery.

Countless building debris exploded all over the sky like debris blown away in a strong wind.

In the entire continent of the Eastern Kingdom, Lordaeron, known as the most beautiful city of mankind, gradually collapsed in the smoke of gunpowder.

The soaring domed towers, the immaculate white walls along the street, the majestic arena, everything that has witnessed the glory of the Kingdom of Lordaeron for more than 2000 years is on the verge of annihilation.

Outside the city, listening to the rumble of cannons, old Mograine lay down in tears silently.

He once expressed that he was willing to die for Lordaeron.

Most of his legions took the same oath to express their wishes.

McDonald convinced them.

"Lordaeron in our hearts is like a beautiful tower! It is a glorious monument to mankind! I understand your belief in protecting the country and the people, but please remember - it is not the dead who sing the praises of this monument, but the We who inherit the mantle of Lordaeron and continue to thrive. So..."

"In the tower in!"

"There is no need to waste the precious lives of Lordaeron soldiers for a ruin stained by death!"

"With the city gone, we can build a better one."

"This is the common wish of me, millions of Lordaeronians, and even the entire alliance."

Looking at this mighty city, which was gradually decreasing in height under the artillery fire, the people of Lordaeron seemed to see a decaying ship from the past sinking.

The old Lordaeronians headed by Alexandros Mograine saluted silently—a military salute of the Alliance!

This is their farewell to Terenas who started the alliance!

Someone may be 'alive', he is dead.

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Beloval on the opposite side was stupid. He thought that McDonald would send infantry up after bombing for an hour. As a result, he cooperated with the mortars of the Southern Route Army from the bottom of the lake and bombed for three days and three nights.

It's not that Beloval never sent gargoyles to fight back, but was overshadowed by McDonald's use of a large number of anti-aircraft guns.

Without the air force, it's just small artillery washing the ground, and then throwing down the [-]-pound bombs.

This kind of high-yield bomb made of dense explosive powder will blow up half of the arena into the sky as soon as it is dropped.

basement?
Those mere basements one or two floors below ground are only used as farts.

The ground is planed for you!

Nearly 70 undead were stationed in Beloval in the city of Lordaeron. As a result, most of the alliance soldiers were reimbursed without killing a single one.

The huge explosion shattered many undead, not to mention the minced meat that was recycled and sewn into abominations, and even a shovel could not be used.

The helplessness and despair of being beaten made Belovar so sad that he could only bite the bullet and use magic to send a report and ask for help: "Your Majesty Menethil, your servant is incompetent, and the city of Lordaeron cannot be defended."

I thought that Terenas would be furious, but who would have thought that the old man had changed.

"Oh, got it! After I fix the long ears here, I'll go back and get revenge on McDonald."

Lao Taizi's reaction was quite indifferent, and he would definitely be furious in the past.

Beloval didn't know that the old Taizi was no longer what he was before.

He was slashed by Mograine once, and his body and soul were re-stitched. Although the combat power was much stronger, the strength of the soul actually dropped. His soul was double wounded, and if he didn't seize the opportunity to take advantage of it, he wouldn't be Ner'zhul.

Now the old Taizi is more like a loyal dog!
Even if the boss of the family gave up treatment, don't expect Belovar, the younger brother, to do anything.

A day later, Lordaeron's defenses officially collapsed.The former elf great magister tried his best to hide soldiers, but the clergymen on the alliance side could always find out and destroy them.

Basically, when the paladin yelled, the excavator followed, and when the undead were dug out, it was a severe beating.

The Scourge lingered on in a fancy way, but when the time came to August 8st, Lordaeron City still ushered in the liberation of the entire region.

"Oh oh oh!"

"Long Live the Alliance!"

"Long live Lordaeron!"

"Long live the Duke of Stratholme—"

Without the infusion of the power of death, the sky of undead ceased to exist.The sunshine of midsummer penetrated the haze of death and swayed on this land that once gave birth to a brilliant civilization.

The cheers of Lordaeron soldiers were everywhere, they shouted and even fired cannons to the sky, venting their joy and passion.

The faces that once only had a determined expression were now filled with tears of emotion.

Lordaeron City - Liberated!

Surrounded by a group of guards headed by Uther, McDonnell came to the Kingdom of Lordaeron that was almost razed to the ground.

"It's so miserable!" Even McDonald himself laughed.

Just beside a broken wall, there is a garden area of ​​less than ten square meters, which miraculously survived.

A female figure with brilliant blond hair firmly caught McDonald's sight.

"Callia..." McDonald didn't realize it, his voice was almost whispering.

(End of this chapter)