Stratholme God

Chapter 670 Fire Truck

From the perspective of outsiders, the alliance looks somewhat precarious.

The big boss McDonald led half of the heroes of the alliance into the Black Wing's Lair. After entering, the battle situation was unknown, and his life and death were unknown.

All over the alliance, the flames of war are everywhere, and the "scourge army" burns and kills wantonly, spreading the plague.

Coincidentally, it seems that the goblin's crazy arrogance has been dispelled a lot because he found that catching orcs on the tribe's side can't get much money.

The goblins of the venture capital company are indeed money fans, and only money can make them crazy, and they will not go crazy to do things that do not make money.

In fact, this is McDonald's digging a hole, deliberately reducing the amount of small money invested in Feralas.Let the Horde breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time lure them to war against the Alliance, at least there will be a border friction, so that the Alliance will leave an excuse for future wars.

On the surface, this kind of smell that the mountains and rains are about to come is full of wind, which makes many high-level people in the tribe very happy.Brainless Roar recently drank to his heart's content, even eating half a wild boar for dinner.

Even the orcs of the Warsong clan began to ride near the border with the Alliance, walking their wolves while swinging their axes and singing.

Only Thrall stayed awake!
"No! The Alliance has successfully defeated Nefarian!" Thrall said with great certainty, which shocked Vol'jin, Kane, and Rommath, who was watching.

"No, if the alliance succeeds in defeating the Black Dragon Prince, it will definitely be a super big event. If we don't hang a dragon's head at the gate of Stormwind City, the people will not stop there." Wojin said cautiously.

"No! Look at the example of McDonnell Stratholme!" Thrall brought out a stack of parchment files that had been torn apart, on which was written the name of Mr. Mai in big letters.

Thrall flipped a page familiarly. On it was the lingua franca written by Thrall himself, and he pronounced it in orc language.

"Dark Gate X, X, X, X, X, X, McDonnell led his troops deep into the Forest of Eversong, and lingered for many days... Finally, he defeated the Orgrim army in Yangfan Port with a cross-field cannon, and intercepted the XX clan. ..."

There are several similar battle cases, Thrall said while jumping.

In fact, this is not a military secret.

In the era of the First and Second Dark Portal Wars, marching was more like a big parade, requiring a large number of civilians to help transport food and supplies.And these contents are the stuff of bragging in the folk tavern, and they can't be kept secret at all.

It wasn't until the third Dark Portal War that McDonald's formed a professional logistics force and spread it to the entire collar.

Thrall relied on what he saw during his infiltration, and even served as a transport soldier for the Stratholme Army himself, so he managed to gather a rough idea.

He concluded: "It can be seen from this that the Duke of Stratholme is very good at judging the strength of the enemy and himself. He is very sympathetic to the soldiers under his command, and he will never die if he can fight to the death. And he has long been accustomed to fighting on two fronts. Often one defends and one attacks. On the offensive side, he always has a combat power that can win the opponent with a high probability."

Vol'jin's face was serious: "In addition, he has successfully defeated Nefarian once in Stormwind Keep...God! Even if Nefarian is in his lair, he can't be his opponent! Maybe Nefarian will die within three days of the battle. died."

In fact, it was over for the day.

Thrall smiled wryly: "My spy reported that none of the main towns in Stratholme were captured. The undead were wiped out in the wild."

Wojin pondered: "It's the 15th day now. He really can bear it."

Kane scratched his bull's head: "Is the leader of this alliance so powerful?"

It has to be said that the person who knows you best is often your enemy.

Thrall concluded: "Look, if our tribe is not fooled, the alliance will probably let the undead continue to make trouble for a while. I really can't wait to release the news of the successful crusade."

Before Thrall finished speaking, a messenger trotted in.

"Reporting to the chief and all the chiefs, Black Rock Mountain suddenly erupted, and a large number of fire elemental creatures ran out of Black Rock Mountain, and they have entered into a state of war with the alliance's army deployed in the Scorching Canyon and Burning Plain. It is said that the enemy is the legendary fire elemental monarch La Gnaros' men."

"This is good!" Brother Niu slapped his thigh.

Anyone who knows the business knows that this probably means that the Alliance is under attack from both sides.

It would be wonderful if the crusade against Nefarian was not successful here, and Lager was given a backtrack there.

The twitch on the messenger's face made Thrall feel a little bad, and he ordered immediately: "Continue talking."

"The alliance seems to have been prepared for a long time. They equipped a large number of tanks that fire frost shells to fight against the fire elements. And a large number of black dragons suddenly flew out from the Black Rock Mountain, with the golden trident emblem branded on their chests. Just now, the alliance took the black dragon prince Nefarian His head hangs in the Valley of the Kings in Stormwind City. A group of black dragons headed by the Black Dragon Princess are formally incorporated into the Allied Forces and belong to the Stratholme Federation. The Black Dragon Legion of the Stratholme people has cooperated with the Allied forces to attack the undead, and the undead army continues to be defeated .”

Thrall suddenly seemed to be petrified.

He guessed right, but he couldn't be happy at all, why?

……

On the Alliance side, the Balrog Ragnaros suddenly popped out, which is really annoying.

Although the alliance has made a plan long ago, it is one thing to prepare, and another thing to be slapped in the face.

McDonnell took care of Nefarian, and Tyrande secretly sneaked back to Mount Hyjal. These are all secrets that only the Throne Council participants in the entire alliance are qualified to know.

For ordinary alliance soldiers, the appearance of the fire elemental army was a great shock.

It's not that the army didn't prepare shells loaded with frost element magic gems before. In the eyes of ordinary soldiers, these are specially used to deal with black dragons.

The dragon's breath of the black dragon is flame, with a bit of shadow power, and there is nothing wrong with using frost cannonballs.

When the soldiers on the front line of the alliance saw the fire elemental creatures that suddenly exploded from the foot of the mountain and popped out by themselves, most of their minds went blank.

Many people have never seen such a strange thing in their lives.

It was a ball of egg-yellow flames that looked a bit like a heart, with extra hands and a pair of strange red eyes. Standing up, it was as tall as a floor.

Just when they were in a daze, there was a loud noise from behind.

On the scorched ground, there was a heavy roar, one, two, as if heavy objects were crushing and ravaging the ground.

Not as clear and powerful as a horseshoe's 'clack-clack'.

The whole sound is like a mountain pressing down on the top——

Hundreds of thousands of voices resounded, and gradually converged into a shocking force—the power of technology!
When they turned their heads, they saw some familiar fiery red painted cars driving over like thunder.

People were dumbfounded. Aren't these fire trucks that were everywhere in Ironforge and Stormwind?
How did you get to Searing Canyon? ——
(End of this chapter)