Stratholme God

   Chapter 424 Restoration of Lordaeron (Happy New Year!)

   If McDonald's heard what Belovar said, maybe even he would be embarrassed.

  This... Have you mixed my name, McMurray, with some loyal dog who has been loyal to you for two thousand years?

  The Great Magister was really miserable by Lao Taizi. Inexplicably, he was stuffed with a few cannon fodder great lichs from the Wang family, and he had to defend the city of Lordaeron. Nothing was explained.

   He didn't even know that McDonald's had bombarded Lordaeron the last time, and instinctively thought that out of respect for the capital, McDonald would be forced to send a large number of infantry to fight the Scourge in street battles at the very beginning.

   Who would have thought that the dog thief had no sincere loyalty to the royal family of Lordaeron, and it was just a slap in the face.

  What is the wide-area magic circle that protects the whole city, this thing has long been obsolete.

  The city walls of Lordaeron were also willing to spend their blood when they were reinforced, and added some magic runes to the city walls to increase magic resistance.

  Essentially, these city walls are still old-fashioned rammed earth walls. They are not bad against ordinary trebuchets, but they are powerless against the heavy artillery of Stratholme.

  155mm imitation M59 artillery, one shot, a house is gone.

   Seeing the skeleton soldiers and zombies that he had arranged in advance, stuffed into a house in the northwest corner of the palace, and were razed to the ground along with the house, Belovar felt like he was slamming a dog.

   This is no longer a question of whether to be buried or not. The other party doesn't care about the integrity of any buildings in Lordaeron at all, and they don't even aim at it, just bombarding them wildly.

   The difference between the thinking patterns of elves and humans is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

   was replaced by Belovar, and he couldn't bear to destroy his own buildings when he was killed. Every building in Silvermoon City was the crystallization of the art of elf craftsmen.

   He was reluctant.

   Opposite?

  The four-digit artillery pieces were lined up one after another, and the shells that came down were like fried beans, crackling non-stop.

  From the houses near the city gate, to the gladiatorial arena in the entertainment area, to the various noble mansions in the core area, to the once beautiful palace, nothing can escape the relentless blow of artillery.

   Countless building debris, like debris blown away in the gust of wind, exploded all over the sky.

  In the entire Eastern Kingdom continent, Lordaeron, known as the most beautiful city for mankind, gradually collapsed in the smoke of gunpowder.

  The towering dome tower, the immaculate white walls along the street, and the majestic arena have witnessed the glory of the Kingdom of Lordaeron for more than 2,000 years, and are on the verge of annihilation.

   Outside the city, listening to the rumbling cannons, old Mograine lay down silently in tears.

   He had said that he was willing to die for Lordaeron.

   Most of his legions made the same oath to express their wishes.

   McDonald convinced them.

"Lordaeron in our hearts is like a beautiful tower! It is a monument to the glory of mankind! I understand your belief in protecting the country and the people, but please remember - it is not the dead that sing this monument, but the dead. We who inherit the mantle of Lordaeron and continue to prosper. So..."

"In the tower in!"

   "There is no need to waste the precious lives of Lordaeron soldiers for a ruin tainted by death!"

   "The city is gone, we can build a better one."

   "This is me, and the common wish of millions of Lordaeron, and even the entire Alliance."

   Looking at this majestic city whose height was gradually reduced under the fire, the people of Lordaeron seemed to see a rotten ship from the past sinking.

  The old Lordaeron, headed by Alexandros Mograine, salute silently - the military salute of the Alliance!

   This is their farewell to Terenas who created the alliance!

  Some people may still be 'alive', he is dead.

  …

   Belovar on the opposite side was stupid. He thought that after McDonald's bombarded for an hour, he would send infantry up, but in cooperation with the mortars of the Southern Route Army coming from the bottom of the lake, the bombing lasted three days and three nights.

  Belloval didn't send a gargoyle to counterattack, but was overcast by McDonald's with a large number of anti-aircraft guns.

  Without the Air Force, it's just small artillery washing the ground, and then throwing down the 2,000-pound bomb.

   This kind of high-yield bomb made of dense explosive powder will blow up half of the arena into the sky as soon as it is dropped.

basement?

   Those mere basements only have one or two floors underground.

  The ground has been planed for you!

  Belloval had gathered nearly 700,000 undead in Lordaeron, and as a result, most of the alliance soldiers were reimbursed without killing one.

  The huge explosion blew up many undead whole, and the minced meat was sewn into disgust after recycling, and even a shovel could not be obtained.

   The helplessness and despair of being beaten made Belovar sad, so he could only bite the bullet and use magic to send a report and ask for help: "Your Majesty Menethil, this servant is incompetent, and Lordaeron can't be defended anymore."

  I thought that Terenas would be furious, but who would have thought that the old Taizi had changed.

   "Oh, got it! After I fix the long ears here, I'll go back to my teacher and take revenge on McDonald's."

   Lao Taizi's reaction was quite indifferent, he would definitely be furious before.

  Belovar didn't know that Lao Taizi was no longer the man he used to be.

It was cut once by Mograine and re-stitched the body and soul. Although the combat power was much stronger, the strength of the soul was actually reduced. The soul is double wounded, and he is not Ner'zhul if he does not seize the opportunity to take advantage of it.

   Now Lao Taizi is more like a loyal dog!

   Even his eldest brother gave up treatment, so don't expect Belovar, the younger brother, to do anything.

   A day later, the defense of Lordaeron officially collapsed. The former elf magister desperately hides his soldiers, but he can always be found and destroyed by the clerics on the alliance side.

   Basically, the Paladin shouted, and the excavator followed, and the undead was beaten.

  The Scourge Legion is lingering on, but on August 1st, Lordaeron City still ushered in the liberation of the entire region.

"Oh oh oh!"

   "Long Live the Alliance!"

   "Long live Lordaeron!"

   "Long live the Duke of Stratholme—"

   lost the infusion of the power of death, and the undead canopy no longer exists. The midsummer sunshine penetrated the haze of death and swayed on this land that once nurtured a glorious civilization.

   There were cheers from Lordaeron soldiers everywhere, they shouted, and even fired cannons to the sky, venting their joy and excitement in their hearts.

   The faces that used to be only resolute expressions are now full of moved tears.

  Lordaeron City - Restoration!

   Surrounded by a group of guards headed by Uther, McDonald came to the kingdom of Lordaeron, which was almost razed to the ground.

   "How miserable!" Even McDonald himself laughed.

  Beside a broken wall, there is a garden area of ​​less than ten square meters, which miraculously survived.

   A female figure with brilliant blonde hair firmly caught McDonald's sight.

   "Kalia..." McDonald didn't realize it, his voice almost murmured.

   (end of this chapter)