Stormwind God

"嘭 嘭 嘭" seems to be the test sound before playing the piano. From the first note, it goes down from the bow to the stern, and the continuous artillery smoke comes out, and then the dense shells drop from the sky.

Hundreds of large-caliber artillery shells fell around the magic energy mech, and suddenly a series of big explosions like a sky-scrapping occurred.

One thousand meters away, even the less reliable commander of the hoof has been in the short days of these days, the Alliance ’s rifle cooperative command manual, allowing all infantry to fall to the ground and dig temporarily before the shelling is completed In the shallow trenches, I still couldn't stand it.

Even more unbearable is still behind.

In everyone's subconscious, let alone a huge magical mech, even a huge explosion that can be flattened by the mountain should be to flatten everything.

However, the magic energy mechs only fell to the ground with a strong impact. After the bombardment, the three magic energy mechs stood up again, taking huge steps and moving in the direction of the Alliance infantry.

Yrel, the pressure is high.

This ten-storey legion magical mech is almost ten meters in one step.

If they would charge, it would take a few blinks to feel thousands of meters away.

Whether to withdraw or not to withdraw is a serious problem.

"Commander! Please be decisive!" There seemed to be inquiries from below, but it was a forced voice.

Whether 10,000 people evacuate or stay, they will take great risks.

If you stay, you can only hope that the next round of shelling by the alliance will work. Otherwise, if you wait until the next round, you will probably be affected because you are too close.

Only 203 millimeters of artillery were dead within a range of 30 meters in diameter. Not to mention the 400mm or more artillery.

If you wait too long, even if you can clean up these three magical mechs, the infantry of the Alliance will still be deadly.

Retreating was also a huge hassle.

Because the troops came along the Illidari sentry and walked on a mountain road. Mountain roads are always seen close and far away. And the road to go is often just one or two.

It is easy to come and difficult to retreat.

Yrel bit his nails on the thumb of his right hand vigorously, and a tail turned around like a little motor.

At her earliest moments, it reminded of Mark Duku's trait that never disappoints.

From the rescue of Shattrath City, to the destruction of the evil orcs by the Zangarmarsh, and then to the last Illidari sentry.

Yrel suddenly bit his lip: "Dead man, trust you once more."

Three seconds later, Yrel forced the ground with a hammer: "The order is passed, and everyone stays where they are, no one is allowed to withdraw. Those who evacuate without permission shall be treated as deserters. What responsibility shall I bear!"

Silent turbulence spread throughout the magical communication network.

No one protested, and no one even spoke.

Shattrath's Vindicator Marad has no objection, and High Lord Juregal has no objection. Why do they protest against the order of the Supreme Commander of this army?

Unless two-thirds of the next-level front-line commanders collectively oppose military orders from higher-level commanders, even if the order is wrong, it must be implemented most thoroughly.

This is the league's commander, Duke Marcus, who has been set for 24 years and has been the most strictly enforced military regulations.

Unconsciously, the alliance has changed from the original loose Kingdom Consortium to the most disciplined military organization across national borders.

This is the grind that the war of more than two decades has brought to the people of Azeroth.

It is also the result of so many years of hard work by heroes such as Duke.

Rao was a young and seemingly ineligible commander who led the army, and his orders were still carried out.

In the distance, the sound of heavy footsteps was booming and getting closer.

The soldiers walking on the ground could even clearly see that the gravel in front of them was beating rhythmically, and they were jumping higher and higher.

But none of the soldiers moved, let alone ran away.

This is the magic of will, the magic of discipline!

On the Black Pearl, Duke, or the two dwarf kings, mostly watched this scene with satisfaction.

"Okay, Du ... Mark. It's me who lost. Take your secret weapon to make a face." Brian made a gesture of surrender.

Duke controlled Mark pressed the magic messaging button, and then stared at the panda man with black and white hair opposite the magic mirror.

Jun Muqi, this guy with a strange Chinese name, came back last time when he heard that the Alliance Special Envoy ordered him to swim in the pit with an oxygen mask for an hour, and his face turned blue on the spot.

Then this product is also extinct.

He did not resist, but he lodged an appeal.

He then pleaded guilty at the appeal meeting held by the Alliance, and interceded.

"I have done great work for your country, and I have sold for your queens! Her Majesty Menethil, Her Majesty Barov, and Her Majesty Proudmoore all liked my performance. I believe that the Alliance Commander Marcus will not want See, next time your Majesty will watch a panda swimming in the pit. "

In the end, Jun Muqi released a trick to roll on the ground.

There are always certain creatures in the world that can do nothing. Just by performing the most basic eating and drinking of Lazarus, and selling a sprout, you can get the enthusiasm and love of people all over the world, such as pandas.

Although the panda is fundamentally different from the pandaren, the appearance of selling cuteness has not changed.

I really don't know how this **** did it. At Duke Karazhan in one breath, he received three urgent courtship messages from his harem.

"Duke, I'm not opposed to punishing this guy, but can you change it?"

Because of her eternal youth, Kalia still looks as pure and sweet as a 16-year-old girl in the flower season, when she looks at Duke with pitying expression.

What else can Duke do?

There was no such thing as a dung pit in the statutes of the Alliance. After all, it's still Duke's name that is not true. In the end, only a review was written, and the penalty was fine.

Now Duke looked at this guy and couldn't help it, but he could only do business: "It's your Royal Special Fleet's turn."

Jun Muqi marched with a smile: "Understand, Lord Envoy! The Royal Kiln Regiment, oh, the Royal Special Fleet must live up to its trust."

God's kiln team turned into a kiln group. Are you deliberate?

Duke was tickling with anger.

Jun Muqi staged a scene that made the black and white world colorful, and he stuck his tongue out. The little red tongue looks full of cuteness.

Considering that this was actually a rough guy, Duke couldn't wait to slap the bastard.

That's what happened.

At this moment, in addition to the previous three warships, there are the Counterattack, Prestige, Nelson, Avant, Duke of York, and Prince of Wales.

These flying warships turned their turrets at the same time, making a loud roar.

A few seconds later, ten thousand meters away, the right arm of a Legion Magical Mech exploded.