Stormwind God

On the other side, Blaumeux's soul was snuggled up in the soul's arms of Serijek, and they seemed a little timid.

It was still Sirijek, "I'm sorry, Her Majesty, I messed up."

"It's not your fault!" Kalia had tears in her eyes, and she wiped the tears gently with her slender fingers, then revealed a smile that still seemed to be crying: "It's because we are too far behind, if we can master the flight earlier The technology in the air, then there will not be your passive beatings. If anyone is wrong, it should be that I, the queen, have my fault first! "

Taking the initiative to take responsibility, in this era of demonstrating kingship and informing the people with an unbreakable stratum, it sounds more like a nightmare.

For a moment, both of them stopped.

Queen Greek also came up, "Brammyx, you are doing very well. If you didn't help keep the Salas Trail for so long, maybe the people in New Silvermoon City would be hungry. And ... I owe you A wedding gift ... "

Aurelia stepped forward, and she wondered if she could hold a soul. She looked at Duke and saw Duke nodded with a smile before embracing directly.

It feels very mysterious and strange to feel like a real spirit body and be embraced by a living being.

After a moment of suffocation, the tears of soul shed in the corners of Bromius.

Sighing and greetings lasted for five minutes, then all beings turned their eyes on Duke.

The question is, is this salvation?

Du Ke cleared his throat: "In fact, in this world, the soul can stay in the world. Maybe in the form of an unjust soul, or ... the hero!"

Ying Ling! ?

This word made all living people be moved.

The deceased is dying, crossing the line between life and death, and is not accepted by mainstream views, such as the forgotten ... so becoming the hero is the best choice.

"English spirit! It's not without restraint. English spirit is similar to Wraith, and it must have a cornerstone-like attachment. In my opinion, the three best choices are to be the airborne fortress that will be occupied by the alliance. Samus's guardian spirit! "

Guardian spirit! ?

The three souls were excited at the same time, as if the heart that had long stopped beating, all jumped at this moment.

With a few words, Duke suddenly let the three souls find their meaning in the world.

As the leader of the former Naxxramas, how clear this flying fortress is, they certainly know. As if they could already see, this huge fortress was guarded in the cursed land, echoing up and down the watch castle, forming a terrible three-dimensional defense system.

Regardless of how terrible demons are pouring out of the dark gate, they will only hate in front of this horrible defense formation like a wall of sighs.

"We are willing!" The three souls unanimously.

Duke nodded, turning his head and saying to everyone, "Okay, let's prepare for the final battle. As long as Kel'Thuzad and Sapphiron are packed, this great floating fortress will become the Alliance and the entire Azeroth Patriarch's patron saint! "

While Duke was clearing Naxxramas, fierce fighting broke out in Silithus.

At the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj, the Scourge Legion that was dropped by Duke is dying. They guarded every corner of the temple ruins, and even the more powerful high-level death knights tried to rectify the contract and tried to break through.

At Cenarion Fortress in northern Silithus, facing the worms rushing out of the Swarm Pillar, the Alliance directly used the terrible barrage to deal with the overwhelming worms.

"Don't think about it, hit all the [three-type bombs]! Lord Marcus has prepared at least 500,000 [three-type bombs] for this day, don't worry about the shells. First worry about whether you have the life to hit the shells End. "The Alliance's shelling commanders yelled and scolded the artillery below.

Duke has instructed Ironforge to improve the craft for two decades, and now the cannons produced by Ironforge have rarely been bombed. The production of the assembly line, coupled with the strict limit on the number of gun firings, almost prevented the artillery from being killed or injured by the bombing.

And in the sense that the three-type bomb 3 that can be split into hundreds of small metal warheads in the air is no longer an old-fashioned shotgun, but a cluster bomb. The shotgun exploded directly in the barrel of the gun, which was extremely damaging to the barrel. The latest three-type bomb uses a two-stage delayed ignition detonation system.

The shell did not ignite in the second stage until it flew out of the barrel for about two seconds, detonating the small warhead in the shell.

At first glance, it looks more gorgeous than fireworks.

Shotguns for the purpose of killing noodles are of course useless for big, thick-skinned guys like the Skybreaker.

But for large flying insects with relatively thin limbs and no hard armor in the true sense, that is simply a nightmare.

As long as some stray bullets, or even a single piece of rubbing a little limb, immediately a hole larger than the bowl mouth.

Flesh and blood, limbs flying around, etc. are not enough to describe the brutality of the three bombs.

That scene was a shot in the past. In a sphere space of 100 meters in diameter, there was absolutely no grass, and all flying insects exploded, turning into scattered limb parts, and falling like rain from the sky.

After a round of artillery fire passed, more than hundreds of them fell from the sky, and thousands of bugs were afraid of them.

In order to avoid accidental fire and even accidental killings, the coalition did not send an air force. At a distance of 200 meters to 500 meters, it was the range of Cenarion Council tree-throwing stones, as well as the Alliance ’s temporary military magic tower and elven shooters.

Even closer, there are dwarven musketeers, humans and troll shooters to deal with.

On the land, the worms coming in can be said to be overwhelming.

Unfortunately, in front of the continuous artillery array, it is more like delivery.

Ground attacks are not as complicated as air attacks, and dwarves and dwarf gunners can arbitrarily pull out their large-caliber heavy artillery.

There are new cannons at long range, and a new version [small steel cannons], and dwarf mortars.

Slightly closer, there are steam tanks and Spitfire tanks ahead.

In this scene, Saar's eyelids were jumping, and he couldn't help but secretly said: If the tribe is going to fight, I really don't know how many tribal warriors to sacrifice to get it.

The impact of this three-dimensional war concept left Thrall's mouth full of bitterness.

Twenty-one years ago, his ancestors almost conquered most of the league with muscle and brutal weapons. Twenty-one years later, despite the fact that he has been chasing after him, and a lot of stuff from the goblin that is black technology to the orcs, he was shocked to find that the gap between the tribe and the alliance has not only narrowed, but also an expanding trend. .

Without magic, the Alliance could push the entire tribe by gunfire alone. Orcs, trolls, and tauren can't even find a place to stay in front of the Alliance.

Just as Thrall's thoughts diverged, an accident on the battlefield occurred.