Stratholme God

  Chapter 785: The Concubine of the General Concubine (Mist) (1 more)

   "Bang bang bang!" A cloud of black mist rose under the Naxxramas fortress.

   It must be admitted that war is the best way to know your enemy.

   After the initial panic, Naxxramas is rarely hit by shells anymore.

   As long as the flight altitude is high enough, the power of the cannonball will be greatly reduced. The bigger the caliber, the more so.

   From the initial initial velocity so fast that it is hard to see with the naked eye, to this height as slow as a bird, human cannonballs are no longer the object of fear for the undead of natural disasters.

   Even if it hits occasionally, it just swayed harmless circles on the magic barrier.

   Soon, the Alliance fleet couldn't keep up.

  Even if McDonald knew what was in the middle of the sea, before the cataclysm happened, the strange maelstrom in the middle of the endless sea wrapped those giant islands well.

   In order to try to get in, McDonald sacrificed two U-shaped submarines, and even the ship's mother lost it. It's not that the ship's mother died suddenly, or that the ship's body collapsed and her consciousness fell into a deep sleep, and she couldn't recover in a few years.

  The maelstrom also brings the weather equivalent to a level 10 typhoon, and ordinary airships can't get in.

   Onyxia can, but McDonald's is not too reassured to let her go.

   As a result, the Alliance fleet almost sent Naxxramas out of the country, and then the fleet on Kalimdor was waiting.

  Be aware that almost the entire east coast of Kalimdor is Alliance territory:

From north to south, the night elves infiltrated most of Feralas; Durotar temporarily gave up, but the northern Barrens to the west, and the Dustwallow Marsh to the south were all heavily armed by the Alliance; further south , There are some bunkers in the Shining Plains, but recently, in order to allow the horde army to pass through, the Alliance let it out; finally, it was the Golden Sword Port on the east coast of Tanaris, where Macdonald had sent heavy troops.

  The site is large, although there are many resources.

  Conversely, the area to be defended is large, which means that a large number of stationed troops are needed, which reduces the number of mobile troops in disguise.

   Dustwallow Marsh and Golden Sword Port are not afraid. These two places have a large number of main troops that have just been withdrawn from Silithus, and the level of air defense is also first-class.

   Elsewhere, McDonald's can't help it.

  The broken terrain of Kalimdor Continent, many places cannot be defended.

  No one thought that Mr. Ke would actually choose this place to land...

   "What? The fortress of the Scourge is coming to us!?" Thrall's bloodshot eyes widened.

When    received the 'friendship' notification from the Alliance, Thrall was completely Spartan.

   When the Battle of New Quicksand was raging, Thrall said that it was false to hear that the Alliance ran into the Scourge's fortress.

   Thrall and Vol'jin discussed using the flying dragon (two-footed flying dragon) to pass on a book. If the alliance is at a loss, or at least hit hard, it can help the Horde close the gap with the alliance in disguise.

   In fact, it did in the early stage.

  Naxxramas failed to attack the Stratholme Federation, and instead attacked Hillsbrad Hills, once spilling a large amount of plague gas. These green and terrifying poisonous mists caused a large area of ​​farmland to wither, and the military fields in the Hillsbrad Hills were subsequently destroyed by nearly 50%. Something I can't eat for a long time.

   Not only this place, but the fortress went to the southern continent and made a circle around it, and it also harmed the dwarf Loch Modan and the Redridge Mountain area. It is expected that this year's grain production will decrease by 30%.

   For the Alliance, it is not fatal, and it is quite troublesome.

   Unexpectedly, the Scourge Legion was like a typhoon like a ghost. No one knew where they were going, but as soon as they came back, they caught the tribal army that was withdrawn from Silithus.

  Why can't the Alliance be caught, but the Horde?

   is very simple, the battle of Silithus, the alliance will not cover it!

When    came, the military situation was urgent, and the alliance leader gave special approval to allow tribal soldiers to take the alliance train.

   When I came back, I'm sorry, the contract didn't include this matter, you go back to me.

   Hundreds of thousands of tribal warriors had to run back home.

   "The alliance is shameless! It doesn't even care about rice!" Many tribe warriors complained like this.

   In other words, it is really difficult for the alliance to manage the meals. Orcs can eat one to three humans. Humans can be vegetarians, eat bread and vegetables, and still fight wars. Orcs can't eat this.

  Fortunately, the orcs have good teeth and can bite at the aqirs.

When    went back, almost every orc was carrying a temporarily pickled worm's leg. After all, the oases along the road of the alliance are open to the tribes, otherwise most of the tribal warriors will die halfway.

   Of course, the speed of the train must be slower than that of the train, so the first group of night elves who retreated from the alliance have already returned to Feralas by boat, and the horde forward has just passed the Plain of Gold.

   Now, looking back, the tribal warrior's complaints are more like - the corpse is talking!

Five hundred kilometers east of New Orgrimmar, in the sky of the Golden Plains, Mr. Ke opened his dry and pale jawbone and sternum, and said [really *laughs]: "Hahaha! The heroes of the tribe are ugly though they are. A little bit, but no matter how ugly the heroes are, they are heroes! Catch up with them and kill them!"

"When the Horde army is withdrawing, I hope that the Alliance will try not to arrange an army along the way." Varok and Vol'jin put forward these words together. Considering the current difficulties of the Alliance and the non-aggression pact just signed, Tyran After consulting with the Throne Council, Deok agreed.

   Today, it's more of a reminder of the Horde's army.

  The plains of gold without air defense units are the best hunting grounds in Naxxramas!

   "Die! Die! His Majesty the Lich King welcomes you to join the Scourge!" Mr. Ke happily opened his arms, his bones throbbing like a harp.

   A strange piece of music, like "Undead Overture", was broadcast from the fortress and reverberated throughout the sky.

  Thousands of green clouds and mists slowly descended. These poisonous plague mists, developed by the dirty Shirgai, were the biggest reminders of life.

   "I... I can't breathe!" The orc warrior caught in the green poisonous mist clamped his neck so hard that he even stabbed his throat to the point of bleeding, unable to breathe any fresh air.

This is a sad story. He bravely defended his homeland. In order to fight against the hateful insects, he turned thousands of miles in and killed Ahn'Qiraj, but he was attacked by the undead at the moment of triumph and died on the way home. .

  The parting from hometown has become eternity.

  When he staggered and stood up again, he still had the appearance of an orc, but his gray skin and dark blue eyes announced to the world that another undead was born!

   (end of this chapter)