Stratholme God

   Chapter 762 is this 'Could it be' (1 more)

   The death knight didn't dare to do it after getting it, but the players were not happy.

  The style of painting is gradually becoming ghostly!

[Third Dimensional Headphones] Shouting something "Waaaagh—", just carrying a 50-pound explosive pack to open [Charge], a 'I'm thinking' rushed out of the mortal record of 45 yards, and finally put himself together with hundreds of other people. The Forsaken were blasted to pieces.

   "Stop them! Stop these lunatics!" The Lich commanding the scene was so furious.

   There is this kind of bombing force, any group charge is sent.

   This is not the most outrageous.

  [Puppy] put on the [Goblin Rocket Boots] obtained by smuggling, and charged with a 100-pound aviation version of the incendiary bomb for [Lion Card]. Even if the rocket boots accidentally blew up before rushing to the front, even his legs were blown up, he could still activate the soldier's [Charge] in the second stage, and stuff the huge incendiary bomb into a disgusting mouth.

"Wow!"

   The petrol bomb that exploded at zero distance, Rao hated such a big monster with strong vitality and couldn't hold it. The high-heat flames burned not only the hide of abomination, but also the [Suture of Abomination] that held the rotten muscles together. Without the support of the sutures, the hatred that claims to be the strongest meat shield of the undead is just a pile of rotten flesh.

  The liches fell blood mold.

   Normally, they have a hundred ways to deal with the big bosses of the Alliance.

  They, who were mages before their death, had various shields, and they could open the [Ice Barrier] to save their lives no matter how bad it was.

   However, the sand sculptures dismantled the 'refrigerator'!

   A sad lich was opening the refrigerator, and when he thought he had escaped the catastrophe, he suddenly saw three sand sculptures charging forward.

   That astonishing aura is very much like Brother Runtu who is holding a fork in a moonlit night.

   is a fork, yes!

  But that is Molten Core's famous Dung Fork——【Shadow Strike】ah!

   But there is a [four-type thorn thunder] on the top of each dung fork!

  This thing is a professional anti-tank, how could it be able to withstand a thin layer of ice like an ordinary magistrate! ?

   Brother Lich was torn apart on the spot along with the guy who played Taijun Happy Stick.

  In the Castle of Gouhold, a quartermaster was stupid and asked the sand sculptures: "This... If you are against large units, why don't you use [Iron Fist]?"

  [fdvbg] blinked: "How can the iron fist be happy with the thunder?"

  The Forsaken managed to organize a raid, which was abruptly beaten by the self-destruction of the sand sculptures.

  The soldiers who did not know the truth left tears of emotion.

The    Alliance Army is now a standing army, all professional soldiers, and its reaction speed is much faster than that of the old feudal system.

   In less than ten minutes, all the counterattacks that should come have come.

   The howitzer clears the field in the distance.

   Mortar roll call at near point.

  After suppressing the charge of the death knight, the defenders started to roll with the normal 88 guns.

   It was precisely because of the suppression of firepower that the undead offensive was interrupted. The alliance soldiers who had been caught in the melee before gained the upper hand, and they used more tacit team tactics to clear the undead that rushed up.

   "Rush! You must rush!" Marshal Oslet, who unfortunately became the Forsaken, encouraged his men with the voice of his soul.

   Although after becoming a Forsaken, another ‘die’ is a complete end. Anyway, the Forsaken will not suffer, even if some body parts are missing, it is not irreparable.

   I understand that there are still many undead warriors at the moment when Arathi Heights cannot be defended.

   It's just that the Forsaken leaders didn't notice that those Forsaken who witnessed the demise of their comrades in arms, although it was difficult to calm down, they were also secretly grateful that they still had a chance to "survive".

Guoholde Castle, [Chu Jiayun] stepped on the arrow stacks of the high tower, and pouted his lips disdainfully: "Oh, our bone customer experienced our Trident funeral service, but did not completely die. Our customer is going to complain Ah! Brothers, what shall we do?"

The [Inner Demon & Nightmare] next to    said unequivocally: "Absolutely not! Our 105-year history of zero complaints from hearse customers cannot be broken!"

  [Advance Magic Reform] Take a step forward: "In order to maintain zero complaints! We must solve customers as soon as possible!"

   "Well said! Get those guys out!"

   Naxxramas in the distance to the north was already looming, and there were also a large number of black young dragons flapping their wings to kill.

   As a stronger creature, the black dragon has stronger stamina and ammo load than the griffin.

   Considering that the dragon breath of the young dragon is a bit terrible, Mai Dashan waved his hand and let those who looked good be mounted, and those who looked bad were all incorporated into the bomber brigade.

  Seriously, even if it is an aerial bomb drop that dives to within 100 meters, unless it is a very experienced bomber bomber, deviation is inevitable.

  The trident's amusing, artificially corrects the trajectory.

   The Forsaken were dumbfounded when they saw the **** who hugged the aerial bomb and fell from the sky.

   That's right!

  These **** just carried the bombs and used [Charge] to complete the bomb's last trip, making sure the 500lb bomb detonated in the place with the most bones.

   At this moment, the mentality of the 'customer' finally has a change inside.

   These undead with their noses rotting away and only a large spade-shaped hole left on their faces, snorted through the nostrils even bigger than Bill Kang, stretched out their dry hands, and shouted with leaky words:

   "You don't come here—"

   Next second.

   "Boom boom boom!"

  The huge explosive mushroom cloud continued to rise across the entire battlefield, along with a large number of severed limbs.

The   Forsaken offensive was eventually cut to pieces.

  Antonidas had a livid face: "We must open up the situation! We still have Naxxramas! Once the air fortress arrives, we will be able to cooperate with the inside and the outside, and disintegrate the alliance's control in this area!"

   At this time, Thoras, who led his men to storm the Alliance defense line at Thoradin's Wall, had the same expectation.

   He used a huge self-destructing truck to blow up the entire two rows of bunkers in the front of the alliance, and led his army to kill them.

  Unfortunately, he bombed two rows of bunkers and several large sections of the city wall. After advancing for three kilometers, he found that behind the high wall, there were endless turrets and city walls.

  The alliance made the defense line like a woman's pleated skirt, layered on top of each other, with no end in sight at all.

  Solas was momentarily angry.

  The Forsaken's bravery seemed worthwhile, and their presence attracted a large number of Alliance artillery. Naxxramas was able to pass the Hillsbrad Hills obliquely from north to east, using a shield to carry the sparse shells at a relatively low cost.

   As the fortress flew over Tarren Mill, a large amount of green liquid poured out of the huge opening below the fortress.

   5,000 defenders of Tarren Mill Fortress died in the line of duty!

   But at this moment, the roar of the [Gustav] cannon came.

The    shot three times in a row, almost penetrating the shield of the fortress in one go, causing considerable damage to the fortress.

   At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

  Solas was stunned to find that Naxxramas, who flew over, did not want to join them and attack the Alliance, but descended suddenly, blocking the retreat of him and his troops.

   "No, could it be..."

In the    fortress, Lao Ke's eyes flickered: "It's this 'Could it be'!"

   (end of this chapter)