Stratholme God

Chapter 731 The road ahead is clear
"Soul contract? You actually used the power rules of the Burning Legion to deceive me!?" Kel'Thuzad 'raged'.

Nathanos was unmoved: "Hey, it's just the simplest soul rule, and at the cost of a part of yourself. Part of the soul of the violator will be eliminated. You can't see it."

The entire set of soul manipulation techniques of the Scourge was obtained from the Burning Legion.

To put it bluntly, the Scourge used to be just a dog of the Burning Legion, or the lowest-grade one. Those who were really favored by President Sa were included in the directly-administered troops, such as the abyss lords and the like.

Without Azeroth's planetary protection circle, Ner'zhul wouldn't even have the chance to bounce back.

Old Ke is a shameless (physical meaning) dead man, and he doesn't feel much if he is exposed. After a while, the two parties still have to sign.

Macdonald knows nothing about the conspiracy far away in the polar regions, and the traverser is not omniscient, especially the part of another parallel plane that came to make trouble. All he can grasp is the historical trend of the main plane.

In any case, to crusade against C'Thun, at least go to Silithus.

On the Tanaris Desert, hundreds of T-34 tanks lined up from south to north, opening the way ahead, with a large number of anti-aircraft vehicles mixed among the tanks.

Seriously, there aren't many big bugs that need a tank's 85mm guns to bombard.

Generally speaking, 20mm cannon is enough to solve the problem.

Normally, the only problem is the supply. Generally, the anti-aircraft vehicle bombs are only about a thousand rounds.If you are a novice who presses the rocket and does not let go, he can shoot all the machine shells in a few minutes.

There are not many recruits who can be mixed into the first army.

As a direct descendant of McDonald, the First Group Army only recruits veterans, and unless they have won medals, there is no such thing as an exceptional admission.

Unless the swarm is dense, there will be no strafing, mostly short bursts.

The pre-built Tanaris Railway, as well as the munitions hoarded in Golden Sword Port, made the advancement of the Tanaris Desert extremely smooth.

Along the previous railway, it advanced 7 kilometers in just 300 days.

Data alone can also be called [Blitzkrieg].

This is due to the barrenness of the desert and the fact that the Qiraji have not yet had time to build their nests here.

Time to step into the Dark Portal On January 1st, the campaign to clear Un'Goro Crater started again.

"Little Dragon Girl! My dear Little Dragon Girl, where are you?" [Drunk Asuka] walked carelessly in the forest of Un'Goro Crater. At this time, there were no small dragons and bugs left.

The Qiraji invasion had eaten up more than [-]% of the sub-dragons here.

Then came the alliance's artillery to wash the ground, and the result was that sentence——

"Only the strong survive."

This guy is just wandering around like he's pressing down on the road.

As the saying goes, if you seek benevolence, you will gain benevolence, and if you seek the sun, you will gain the sun.

Just so bald, when a gust of wind blows, this guy will be bald.

Well, a huge bloody mouth as big as the bow of a destroyer suddenly fell from the sky. Even if he ducked down to hide at the last moment, he was still rubbed on the head by the huge fangs.

Not to mention the hair, even the scalp flew off, leaving only a bloody skull.

Facing the terrifying vertical eyes of Devilsaur, [Drunk Asuka] ignored the blood dripping down his cheeks, took out a cigarette with his left hand, lit it, and took a puff.

When the Devilsaur bites down violently, he raises his right hand high and shoots a red flare.

With a cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops come to meet each other.

After all this was done, he threw away the flare in his right hand, and when his upper body was bitten into the dragon's mouth, he used his last strength to make an international friendly gesture.

"Fuck! Which bastard said that putting his body into the dragon's mouth is Rilong's?"

The sacrifice of the sand sculpture player was worth it. After only 20 seconds, the shells poured down like a torrential rain.

Although the power of the 150mm field cannon could not directly kill the Devilsaur, which had a high defense and vitality, it was enough to blow him bloody, and there was not a single intact dragon skin all over his body.

Next, it's time for Onyxia to harvest.

The place that was hit by saturation did not have the lush and lush scene in the original crater, and was scorched and barren everywhere.Fortunately, the water vapor here is very strong, so there is no forest fire or anything.

The continuous explosions knocked the Devilsaur into a daze, and it didn't even react to the sudden darkening of the sky.

When Princess Black Dragon's 'Australian Meteor Hammer' hit Devilsaur's face, that strange Devilsaur actually let out a roar similar to a sigh.

Onyxia didn't care, she rushed forward and swiftly bit off the Devilsaur's neck.

After spitting hard and spitting out the flesh that tasted bad, Onyxia said to herself nervously: "Don't blame me, if you want to blame it, blame you for not having eyes and blocking the master's way."

On this day, the top leaders of the Alliance and the Horde delivered the same message.

"The road ahead is clear!"

The league takes it for granted.

The tribe is terrified.

The tribe tried their best, and later recruited [-] soldiers from [Steel Horde], so they could barely maintain the front line in the southern part of Feralas, so as not to let the bugs hit the capital and lose all face.

However, the alliance used an exaggerated firepower net to push back abruptly, pushing away the bugs in two large areas within half a month, and was about to enter the Silithus area.

The Alliance can brag, but it is an indisputable fact that the number of bugs invading Feralas has decreased.

Regardless of whether the alliance is reliable or not, after seeing the fecundity of bugs, Thrall can only bite the bullet and send a hundred thousand troops to join the alliance.

After the tribes had hiked through the Thousand Needles region, they saw the Alliance railroad.

Darian Mograine looked at Varok Saurfang with his arms akimbo: "Our alliance is willing to provide you with train skins as a means of transportation. You can choose to accept it. Or walk 700 kilometers on foot To Tanaris."

The endurance of the orcs is quite terrifying. They can run a hundred kilometers a day when they are fully armed.

The premise is that the supply must keep up.

If they went to some desolate places and couldn't hunt, the orc army would naturally collapse.

Of course Varok doesn't have to accept the alliance's good intentions, what's the price?
Varok didn't hesitate, he figured out McDonald's way.

McDonald will not begrudge money and supplies when asking tribal fighters to be cannon fodder.

"Then trouble the alliance."

This time, the Horde didn't send the [Iron Horde] giant chariot. Even though the terrain of Silithus was quite ideal, Thrall still defended it.

What if there is no return?
It is easy to go, but difficult to come back.

He wanted to prevent the alliance from turning against him, but in the end he only let Varok take the mixed infantry.

Varok was a bachelor, looking at the huge and unfamiliar train carriage, he greeted him, and the tribal soldiers boldly sat on it.

(End of this chapter)