Stratholme God

Chapter 838 Who Cursed Me?
Leading to the Crossroads Fortress?

This proposal is nonsense!
Ordinary undead creatures may be okay, but one or two guys in the organization area have a problem with their brains, maybe they have abided by the duty that President Ke gave them to watch the door before, especially after the alliance official declared that President Ke was eliminated, all the bosses of the organization were cats. In his own kennel, even though the tribe bombarded him wildly, he couldn't come out.

Two fat guys and a big beetle blocked the door together, and released plague gas crazily.

It was so close that the Horde almost suspected that the Alliance had no sincerity at all.

(Someone Mai: Be confident, remove the 'doubt'.)
Fortunately, Darian, who had received the order a long time ago, hurriedly said before Thrall and others changed their faces: "The alliance defeated Kel'Thuzad, and by using its soul residue, it can forge the spiritual order that the undead in Naxxramas will obey. If there is no better way, try it."

Thrall looked better. He exchanged glances with the tribal chiefs, nodded and said, "We don't have a better solution, so we might as well try."

There is no way to continue the deadly fight. Since the new quicksand war, the tribe has overdrawn the future of several ethnic groups.

Filling people's lives is too much, and all races can't bear it.

The helpless thing is that if you don't work hard, you will exterminate the family.

This knocked out teeth and swallowed blood.

Coupled with the support of the Iron Horde, it has lasted until now.

When encountering this kind of blocking style of play, he should have used a hero to charge.

But the development of the tribe is very different from the history. Since Queen Xi and Lor'themar didn't enter the pit, and the legal system that followed them didn't get over much, the proportion of heroes' professions was seriously out of balance.

Generally speaking, there are too many fighters and too few long-range occupations, which makes Groblus very passive when he encounters Groblus who throws (casts the plague) anywhere.The circles of green plague gas severely limited the performance of the melee heroes. After the collective blood loss, the few nurse heroes in the tribe couldn't milk them.

What's more, there is still a Patchwick running wildly, interrupting the rhythm in various ways, and the Horde really has nothing to do now.

So, in the crowd of 10,000+ tribes.

I saw a few armored vehicles from the Alliance coming over. One of the vehicles had a neck stretcher on the roof, and a filthy god was tied to the rope hanging from it.

"Uh, this is..." This drama, even Sal, who is full of shaman talent, can't understand it.

"No, this is a warlock with strange abilities, but we are afraid that he will go crazy after being corrupted by Kel'Thuzad's remnant soul, so we have to make this move." Darian explained.

To put it bluntly, even the members of the Alliance don't believe this kind of nonsense.

There are warlocks in the league, and warlocks are the most unwelcome ones.There are some guys named [Dirty God] in the Trident Army, and most of these unknown creatures happen to be Warlocks...

Cough, I understand everything.

The armored vehicle stopped, [Heihei Kucha Master] curled his lips: "Untie him."

As soon as the seal on his mouth was torn off, the newly-promoted dirty god [Ku Luo] yelled loudly: "No! I don't accept it, why did I hang up my lamppost? Didn't I just send some dirty pictures..."

[Stayed for a while] Pretending to call the police: "The policeman, this is the man, forget it, let's do it ourselves."

With a greeting, the other players quickly oiled [Kuluo] and sprinkled some Kel'Thuzad brand cumin.

"Ah! I gave my life for the boss, I fought for the elimination of reproductive segregation, and I refuse to accept—"

Strangely, the ruins of Naxxramas, which had remained dead silent when not under attack, suddenly boiled.

Countless zombies, structures, abominations, and even ooze monsters and other messy undead rushed out of the gap made by the tribe, and rushed towards [Kuluo] like crazy.

It's almost enough to scare the shit out of this thing.

"Help! Kill people! Ya Mie Die—"

【Ku Luo】The more you shout, the more excited the undead are.

[Dark Black Bitter Tea Master] Patted the steel plate of the armored vehicle, the driver understood it, the car flicked its tail smartly, turned around and headed towards the crossroads fortress, and drove unhurriedly.

Drive too slowly and you will be overtaken.

If you drive too fast, you are afraid that the bones will not be able to catch up.

This way of using a piece of meat to lure [-] crocodiles from the pond stunned the entire tribe.

This is not tens of thousands, but a raging offensive composed of 10,000+ undead.There are so many of these undead, spread flat on the vast and barren land of the Barrens, that there is no end in sight.

Thrall had to twist his neck to see the entire line of undead from west to east.

Many centurions and thousand commanders swallowed their saliva silently, thinking in their hearts that if they had to rely on the tribe to fill it with their lives, they didn't know how much they would have to fill.

Only the brain-dead Hou had a gloomy face, not knowing what he was thinking.

An hour later, Fortress Crossroads.

In front of the majestic city wall, a super large formation is formed, which is a compound defense line with a width of five kilometers and a depth of one kilometer.

At the forefront are several giant tank trenches running east-west, filled with gasoline.

200 meters to the north, there are various trenches and foxholes, together with bunkers of all sizes, and more than 300 tanks of various types.

It's just that the embarrassed expression can be clearly seen on the face of every soldier.

General Kurtaz turned on his loudspeaker and taught these alliance recruits: "Listen up, you rookies. It is because of the hard work of your fathers that you can grow up safely. Although they are still strong, the heavy responsibility of fighting evil It's time for you to share some of it. Aim and shoot later, whoever fires cannons indiscriminately, I will kick his ass!"

The former dwarf lord's words were still so rough and unreasonable.

The city wall behind the recruits was full of elite soldiers from Stratholme's Second Army, and these veterans burst into laughter.

"Boys, don't be scared to pee your pants."

"Back then, your grandfather was going to fight against Bones with only a shotgun, so please be content."

The laughter of the veterans made many recruits feel embarrassed, but at the same time felt a little relieved.

Because even if they collapse, there are still veterans who will cover the bottom line.

Bringing the new with the old, with sufficient armaments, and using bullets and shells casually, the Stratholme Federation is so arrogant.

On the top of the wall, Bridget Abidis was still a little nervous: "Your Excellency, my arrangement is all right."

On the surface, it was Kurtaz who led the troops this time, but Bridget was actually the main general.

The old dwarf looked at the general who was put down by McDonald Kenwai and led the army alone for the first time, smoked a cigar, grinned and said, "It's okay, I have never fought such a rich battle in my life."

Bridget looked to the south. In the distance beyond her sight, there was a man in the tree-lined fortress that made her a little helpless.

"The bastard is probably still on the bellies of those goblins, and then he thought we were annoying and sent us to the front line on purpose." Looking at Ilucia and Sally not far away, she felt that the future was dark.

Someone in Mai in the Forest Fortress sneezed: "Ha Qiu! Who cursed me!?"

(End of this chapter)