Tastingo is a shield-holding infantryman of the Thorn Burning Troll, and like his fellow citizens, he was enslaved by Nefarian, the self-proclaimed King of Black Stone.

But for the forest trolls, serving a powerful master is a kind of honor, not a shame of being enslaved.

If the orcs lost their glory because of the failure of the orc war and the loss of the blood effect of the demons.

Then, more than 10,000 years ago, he established the strongest empire of Azeroth and directly confronted the ancient god and the Qila Zerg.

After losing to the night elves, he lost the glory of his race.

…Eating, sleeping, fighting trolls is a traditional project in World of Warcraft.

The shield in Tastingou's hand is a diamond-shaped shield spread out with several branches and animal skins.

It looks very fragile, but with the blessing of the voodoo curse of the witch doctor of the Rising Clan, its defense ability is no less than that of the iron shields in the hands of the orcs of the Shield Clan.

In this regard, Tastingou, who had been saved by the diamond shield in his hand many times, believed it without doubt.

Seeing the advance wolf cavalry and the wolf they rode on, Tastingou, who was walking in the front row of the team, shrank the troll's already hunched body.

If you pray sincerely, you won’t have any stray bullets rushing to yourself.

Using shields to advance against the muskets of the black iron dwarves is a habit developed by the invaders who occupied Hodmar City for many years.

Sacrifice some of the shield soldiers to let ogres and dragon men with giant hammers or spears approach the dwarves, and then it's time to harvest.

The problem is that today's shield soldiers who were at the front of the team and didn't even dare to show their heads felt something was wrong.

The Black Iron Dwarf's musket was no longer a series of "bangs" sounds, but a series of "dak da da" sounds that could not stop at all.

Trolls like Tastingo must be resisted to avoid being pushed away by the impact of these bullets.

Why did the Black Iron Dwarves not stop fire? The somewhat uneasy Tastingo could only pray that the musket in the Black Iron Dwarves would soon be unable to use it because they were overheated or used up.

Unfortunately, before this time, the voodoo technique attached to the diamond shield in his hand was torn to pieces by raindrop-like barrage.

The leather shield that lost the voodoo technique was instantly torn apart by subsequent bullets.

The body of Tastingo was torn apart.

Before the consciousness fell into darkness, the troll shield-holding infantry saw only a strange weapon, which continued to eject the flames of death.

"Greenhill!" Mi Shan, who had finished two magazines in a row, let go of her hands and rubbed her shoulders because of the continuous vibration.

Hearing Lord Mishan's orders, Greenhill immediately took out a magazine, removed the old link, and inserted the new one.

The air discharge valve of the cylindrical barrel of the Maxim heavy machine gun was also opened.

"Sizi..." The cooling water boiled by the high-temperature gun barrel turned into steam and squirted out.

The Azeroth world is not without high-speed shooting technology, although it is not miniaturized, at least it exists like a machine gun.

But those engineers in the Azeroth world, because of the existence of ice magic, have never considered this kind of water-cooling device with a simple structure.

As a result, the firepower suppression cannot be continuously carried out without a mage.

Heavy machine guns without continuous fire suppression are worse than none.

Because the first box of bullets is mostly used to destroy those shields, Mi Shan's real battle results were only for the shield soldiers in the front rows of the dense array, and some ogres who wanted to go to the battlefield as soon as possible.

There were no more than thirty in total, but it severely damaged the morale of those miscellaneous soldiers.

Without a shield, it was still in such a narrow place to carry firepower that could only be caused by a black iron dwarf legion.

... Going forward is just to die!?

Mishan's victory also shocked the Black Iron Dwarf headed by General Angfer.

Angfer, who was not only the general but also the master of craftsmanship, understood the structure and production of this weapon through sound and slight rotation of parts when the Maxim machine gun used by Mishan opened fire.

Very simple...very simple...the black iron dwarfs use a lot of things themselves.

Even General Angfer can guarantee that the craftsmen of the Black Iron Dwarf could make better such weapons.

Of course, General Angfer thought too much and created this Maxim machine gun according to Mishan's ideas, but a great craftsman like Greenhill who participated in the interstellar war... This can only be regarded as a weapon that looks like a Maxim heavy machine gun.

Fortunately, General Angfer just habitually thought about what he was really thinking about was why no black iron dwarf had ever thought about using water cooling to solve the problem of overheating the barrel caused by continuous shooting.

Is it because under the control of the Fire Demon King, any tools that use water are prohibited?

Seeing the group of miscellaneous soldiers on the opposite side who were blocked fifty meters away and did not dare to take a step forward, Mi Shan raised her head and looked at another wave of enemies... Hum? Where is the enemy?

"Run?" Mi Shan asked in surprise after looking around but not seeing the group of dragon cavalry led by Red Black Hand.

You should know that Mi Shan was still planning to use Maxim as an air-resistant machine gun, but she actually ran away.

"Yes, sir, when you tear the enemy's shield, Red Black Hand led all the Black Dragon Cavalry to escape like a coward." Greenhill did not hide the contempt in his tone.

"It's a waste." Mi Shan shook her head and complained. Although Red Black Hand's father, the Great Chief Black Hand, is also a fool, he is still a character.

Unexpectedly, his son was so incompetent. No wonder he was enslaved by Nefarian, a late-stage patient in the middle school stage.

However, when it comes to the late middle school stage, Mi Shan quietly glanced at Green Hill, who did not steal the limelight and was dedicated to serving.

"What's wrong, sir?" Greenhill said strangely.

"Nothing?" Mi Shan immediately withdrew her gaze.

"Oh, so sir, are you talking about this? How could I disturb you to play games..." Greenhill, who took several seconds to realize what Lord Mishan was thinking, said quickly.

Mishan didn't respond to Greenhill's words, but the black iron dwarves fell into a state of confusion.

Ha? Playing a game? Is this playing a game?

For some reason, Mi Shan's words theoretically only those around him could hear them, and were also heard by the group of miscellaneous soldiers who were congested at the door, either going in or retreating or retreating.

As a result, when Mishan pointed the Maxim machine gun at those guys again, these miscellaneous soldiers who wanted to kill all the dwarves and catch the dragon slaying masters more than ten minutes ago and were appreciated by the King of Black Stone. From then on, they became winners in life.

When escaping, because the road was too narrow, many people on the edge were squeezed off the road and fell into the lava one after another.

It is estimated that the fire element in the lava will not let go of these guys who have been competing with the King of Fire Demons under Nefarian's control.

"Uh... am I so scary?" Mi Shan was stunned for a while because of this scene, then lowered her head and looked at Maxim, who was still steaming, and said in silence for a while:

"Maybe it's natural to be afraid."
Chapter completed!