Deathwing is causing trouble and will eventually return to Northrend in the Northland, leading a group of dragon brothers to attempt to launch the [Twilight Judgment] in Dragonblight. The Alliance is almost destined to fight him first at Wyrmrest Temple.
This is in the context of a cataclysm and a reduction in food production. No matter how strong the Stratholme Empire is, it is impossible for its soldiers to go to war hungry. If they can defeat the Land of Fire and Deathwing, that is the limit, even the Twilight Fortress in the south
It is also difficult to allocate energy to deal with it.
The south can only be handed over to Bronzebeard Dwarf and the Kingdom of Stormwind.
At a time when Y'shaar has a high probability of coming out to cause trouble early, the Alliance really has no energy left to go to Pandaria.
wonderful!
How wonderful!
Even as an enemy, McDonald couldn't help but applaud N'Zoth's strategy.
Admiration is one thing, but you can't hide the God-killing gaze.
Macdonald quickly convened a throne meeting to lay out the difficult problem.
Alliance bosses fell into a rare collective silence.
They are responsible kings of a country and heads of a clan. They cannot imitate the leaders of the Ugly Country on Earth, who just say "Ah, yes, yes, yes," and then mess things up.
Here, the two Kalimdor families that should have been an important part of the alliance: Velen pretended to be dead as always, the draenei population is here and cannot withstand the consumption of any medium-intensity war; Tyrande holds
They tightened their fists but felt helpless. After the two sea-mountain battles, the night elves' combat power plummeted, from the top to the second-rate now.
Dalaran, Kul Tiras, Tauren and half of the Gilnean family who settled in Northrend in the north were all speechless. Ronin was hesitant to speak, but unfortunately he did not get the approval of most of the mages.
There isn't much that can be done.
Not to mention the Southern Continent of the Eastern Kingdom Continent, the Twilight Cultists cooperated with the rampaging elemental creatures to cause trouble all over the Southern Continent.
McDonald looked around and sighed softly: "The cataclysm will not end for a while. If I can defeat Ragnaros as soon as possible, everyone will be under much less pressure. At that time, whoever is free will help the others.
Everyone. As for the legendary continent of Pandaria in the south of the Endless Sea, we can only leave it alone."
"That's all." King Wa said bitterly.
It’s so difficult to handle more flowers and lack of food.
However, everyone has great confidence in McDonald's.
Ragnaros, isn't he just a prisoner on death row in the Autumn Queen's Show? He can't live for more than a few days.
Around the Alterac Mountains, the army has been lined up.
The northern route is the Third Army of Stratholme's direct lineage, coupled with Lao Mo's Tirisfal Front, totaling 250,000 people, and is personally led by Mai.
The southern route is centered on the Fourth Army, commanded by Arthas, the King of Icecrown, with a total of 100,000 troops from the three vassals of Abedis, Barov, and Haas, supported by 30,000 Gilnean werewolves and two
Wanaraxi Highland troops, totaling 200,000.
In fact, because there are many mountain passes in the Alterac Mountains.
Directly to the west is Lake Lordamre. The west road along the lake is not conducive to the march of the army, so the troops of the vassals below are only responsible for the flanks. It is good to attack in. Even if the group is destroyed, as long as they defend their own fiefdom, they will be qualified.
The real attack was on the Hokuriku with Andorhal City as its logistics base, and the South Road with Guohold City as its core.
Hundreds of thousands of troops stayed beside the Alterac Mountains, not knowing what to do. To Mr. Mai, his own soldiers looked like college bullies waiting for the bell to end and rush to the cafeteria for dinner.
At nine o'clock in the morning on the third day after the Throne Conference was held, at a rather delicate time, an extremely bright fire suddenly lit up at the highest point of the Alterac Mountains that had been frozen for ten thousand years.
The terrifying sound of explosions rippled out in waves, like strong winds, and all the soldiers subconsciously covered their ears.
The red flame shock wave passed over the top of the mountain like bright rings.
Then, whether it was old snow or gravel the size of a millstone, they were lifted up by the impact of the flames, exploded tens of meters outward, and even flew far down the mountain.
The top of the mountain shook in an instant, as if the Alterac Mountains, the core mountainous area of the northern continent, were about to dissolve on the spot like melted white chocolate.
This great change was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples of fire to ripple across the entire battlefield.
The thundering roar of the Balrog finally came from the center of the Alterac Mountains.
"Ashes to ashes! Dust to dust!"
"Damnable mortals! Let the flames come to account for the sins you have committed."
From Andorhal in the northeast, to the shores of Lake Lordamre in the northwest, to the gentle slopes of the Hillsbrad Hills in the south, the white of the entire Alterac Mountains is suffused with fiery red.
Responding to the call of Fire Lord Ragnaros, the next moment, countless fiery red light points surged down from the mountain, like a landslide.
They were countless small fire elemental creatures.
Normally, this would be a life-threatening nightmare.
It's a pity that Lager comes in too slowly, just like constipation. You think he's coming out, but he's stuck there and won't come out.
After waiting for so long, do you really think McDonald's has done nothing?
In addition to evacuating people, McDonald's did everything he could.
First of all, Lager picked the Alterac Mountains to come. Apart from the strategic significance, it was a bad move. The old snow here, just against the fire element, would consume a lot of power of the fire element creatures.
On the way down from the mountainside, many flaming fat men shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Secondly, with the advent of tractors and bulldozers, it is extremely easy to build fire breaks. There are a lot of green vegetation at the foot of the mountain, and these will become the best combustion aids for fire elemental creatures.
Mai gave an order, hundreds of thousands of engineers and hundreds of thousands of civilians, and shoveled away all the turf at the foot of the mountain.
The burning of fire requires energy, and so does the survival of fire elemental creatures.
In this way, after the hard-working fire elemental soldiers rushed for several kilometers, what awaited them was an overwhelming rain of frost cannonballs.
This artificial frost version of the 'heavy rain' easily extinguished the momentum of the fire elemental creatures.
Of course, the newly born fire elemental creatures didn't feel anything, but some high-level fire elementals who had been with Raghu in the Molten Core couldn't help but recall the terrible history of their former home being occupied by humans.
They were a group of terrifying humans who were not afraid of the flames and fought bravely into the underground elemental world. They even beat up their leader Ragnaros and even snatched away the famous Balrog Hammer.
And the emblems used by the main forces of the human army happen to be the Holy Grail emblem of the army in front of them!
"Give me a blast!"
McDonald ordered calmly.
Immediately afterwards, there was a continuous bombing that lasted for more than three hours...——
ps, my hands are shaking, the automatic update time of this chapter is wrong.
