Stratholme God

   Chapter 1413 Surprise or not? (515 No. 3)

   There are too many things and contents, and even the system cannot fully parse them out for a while.

  It doesn't matter, the point is that McDonald's has already won Ma.

   The Thrall in front of him was just a piece of meat on the chopping block, and even if he repented immediately, Thrall couldn't help him.

   Of course, as a virtuous emperor Gou.

   He doesn't want to do anything like crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, what if Ai Xing gets bored?

   One day is the child of the world, that is Erzhao, when parents want to mix doubles, Erzhao has no ability to resist.

   McDonald clapped his hands happily: "Then as a celebration of the completion of our cooperation, I will give you a small gift of 100 million points."

   "As long as you don't break the contract." Thrall's heart was like an ancient well, and he was calm.

  When McDonald said what that little gift was, let alone Thrall, even his followers were collectively startled.

  Mike dog thief, the dog is a real dog.

   The ability to revive is also first-class.

   The next morning, a large group of chieftains gathered outside Thrall's tent, eagerly waiting for the warchief to say those words, and their warchief did not disappoint them.

   "I announce! Assemble all the troops of the Horde immediately! We are fighting the **** alliance-"

"Fight!"

   "Fight them—"

   The news of the Great Chief's decision to send troops, like wings, spread throughout Nagrand in just three days.

   Except for the expeditions of some Iron Tribes, most orcs may not be able to leave their homes for more than 100 kilometers in their lifetime. Each clan's hunting ground has strict boundaries, and crossing the boundary is to find trouble, whether it is your own clan or another clan.

  Many orcs don't understand that the alliance is a defensive counterattack. They only know that the **** alliance is coming.

  When more than 3 million orcs with jagged weapons spread their feet across the mountains and rushed to the Talador Pass, Thrall, the commander-in-chief, was really sweating.

   As the last insurance, Thrall is forcing the dead goblin air force and the Dragonmaw clan to find a way to grab the air dominance.

   The alliance on the opposite side was still the same batch of alliances on the surface, and the golden trident badges on the chest and shoulders gleamed in the sun.

   It's not like that at all.

   "Lok'Tar!" Varok held up his [Blood Roar], and rode a two-legged dragon in the lead, rushing towards the Alliance's pterosaur formation in mid-air.

   Seriously, looking at hundreds of cannon muzzles emitting an evil light in the sun, it was a lie that he had no timidity in his heart.

   Old Saurfang has seen too many brave orc air cavalry buried under the cannons of the Alliance.

   Regardless of how the riders of the Dragonmaw clan made their mounts dodge and move around, and various tactical maneuvers, they were unable to escape the pursuit of the tarsal maggots on the opposite side.

  The orc cavalry lacking heavy protection ability even hits a machine gun, that is, half of the body evaporates out of thin air, GG on the spot.

   On this day, the cannonballs swept over like a torrential rain.

   "Boom!"

   The sound of cannonballs breaking into the wind, which was so dense that it almost became a note, made Varok's nerves extremely tense.

   But, but, but...

   After a series of words representing the turning point floated in my heart, I was stunned that a single shell did not hit Varok and his mount. Looking at it from a distance, it feels like his tactical maneuvers have magically evaded the barrage of the Alliance.

  Only Varok himself knows how outrageous the enemy's 'pulling the gun' is.

   All the anti-aircraft cannonballs were aimed at the outline of him and the mount and swept over. The nearest cannonballs were only one meter away from the Wyvern's wingtips.

   "Boom!" Another 88-gun shell exploded in front of Varok.

   When he and his mount rushed in front of the burst of black smoke, the shrapnel sputtered from the shell just lost its kinetic energy within three meters in front of him.

   He rushed into the aftermath of the blast.

   was very accurate, and just as he was about to leap into the sky over a wind **** pterosaur, his mount was suddenly hit by dozens of cannonballs and was killed on the spot.

   But with the momentum, Varok successfully killed the platform saddle on the back of the wind **** pterosaur.

   "Go to hell!"

   Having no time to beep with the seemingly ferocious gunners of the Alliance, Varok picked up his axe and slashed the back of the Aeolian Wyvern with an axe that was thicker than the pillars of the building.

  The Wind God Pterosaur let out a shrill scream, and the people and artillery on it fell to their death.

'It's so good to die', just the next Aeolus pterosaur followed diagonally behind this one. Varok jumped up and down, like a jumping goat. Using this dead dragon as a pedal, it was amazing His skill jumped to the next Fengshen Pterosaur.

   Another axe, and another Fengshen pterosaur fell.

   Repeatedly, in just five minutes, Varok used [Gorrow] to achieve a new record-killing five wind **** pterosaurs alone!

   "Ahhhh! It's [Pushing him Q]! I can't beat him! Say goodbye!" [Mo Wen Li Shang] seemed to be frightened, and screamed the jumping dragon strangely. The trident soldiers abandoned the dragon one by two and fled, jumped from a height of several hundred meters, or fell into meat sauce, or opened their parachutes and were blown away by the strong wind.

   This picture reminds the orcs of words similar to 'defeat like a mountain'.

  Only Varok knows that these direct descendants of McDonald's are clearly acting!

   The wind **** pterosaur in the great formation in the sky began to panic, and the dragon rider seemed to want to quickly escape from the killing **** Varok. An extremely angry and seemingly reasonable scene happened.

   A wind **** pterosaur swerved sharply and rammed into another in a panic.

   It is simply the Fengshen Pterodactyl himself, there must be a way to break free and regain balance. But their platform saddles were so immortal that they stuck together.

   As a result, no one could run, and they entangled each other all the way in the air until they fell tragically to the ground.

   "Boom!" The huge Aeolus Pterosaurs didn't fall to their death, but the ammunition depots on their back saddles seemed to have exploded, and the violent explosion immediately caused the two dragons to burp on the spot.

The    dragon formation spread out, and there was another tragic situation where the anti-aircraft guns on the Fengshen Pterosaurs swept the friendly forces.

   As the air fortress, the Aeolus pterosaur troops are in chaos, and other alliance dragon knights riding small toothless pterosaurs may not be able to suppress the horde's air force.

   Not only Varok, but also Rexxar are adventuring into aerial combat.

  Rexxar, who owns the War Eagle, also performed well in aerial combat. He shot down three Aeolus Pterosaurs by himself.

   Taking advantage of the gap they opened, the goblin's self-destructing plane found an opportunity to go in.

   "Boom boom boom!" The air force composed of more than fifty Aeolus pterosaurs in the alliance collapsed, and the pressure on the orc army on the ground plummeted.

  The mountains are filled with the screams of orcs charging.

   Varok 'snatched' a toothless pterosaur mount and flew down. He looked at the sky blankly and muttered to himself: "Trident..."

   The former enemy of life and death, at least at this moment, is a 'friendly army', which is very ironic!

   (end of this chapter)