Use long-range artillery to blow it up, then use Stuka bombers to drop bombs at a nearly vertical angle, blow up the small bombs, and finally use flying destroyers to drop five thousand pounds of big bombs directly above.
"Boom!"
Today is another day of nuclear peace (pseudo).
Without fortresses and bunkers as fulcrums, in the relatively flat and vast Southern Barrens and Desolate Lands, nothing can stop the torrent of steel composed of T-34s.
Hundreds of tanks combined with thousands of vehicles of various types formed a terrifying impact formation, rushing towards the clan armed forces of the tribe like a landslide and tsunami.
"Kill...ah!"
There is no shortage of brave men among the orcs. But if your strength is not at the heroic level, you will not be able to survive the attacks of earthly elements.
The 20mm machine gun shells, which contain a large amount of rice-sized flame element magic crystals in their charge, hit the human body and cause no less damage than the previous 50mm anti-tank cannons.
As soon as the shot hit, the orc's body was torn apart on the spot? No, it would be more accurate to turn into minced meat.
The country bumpkin orc chief on the opposite side was simply stunned. For a moment, he didn't even know whether to give the order to charge or retreat. He also had some inferior shamans under his command, but shamans at this level were meaningless.
Even if the junior shaman's magic is suppressed to the extreme, it will not have a range of more than 50 yards.
Compared with these artillery pieces that can travel thousands of meters at a time, they can only be beaten unilaterally.
The chiefs could only watch as this torrent of steel came to an end.
"Chug tug tug!"
The [Tornado] anti-aircraft vehicle's cannon easily tore apart the Orcs' formation, making the group charge a joke.
Even the tank crew didn't bother to use the main gun to attack the enemy, so he just picked up the 12.7mm machine gun on the turret and fired wildly.
This is a one-sided massacre!
In fact, the orcs had already begun to waver before the torrent of steel came.
Just like if the earth is attacked by aliens, it means that Salty Man, the Earth Defense Force, and Atomic Man are all defeated.
Here you can see the alliance troops, all the fortresses and bunkers representing the front line have been removed.
The orcs tried to escape, but how could a mechanized force run fast?
Most of the clans entrenched in Desolation and the Southern Barrens are middle and lower-class clans. These poor clans cannot afford to raise war wolves in the first place.
In the Great Cataclysm, where even the orcs don't have enough to eat, there really aren't many clans that can have wolves.
What's more, the tribal war wolf is large and can carry an orc weighing two to three hundred kilograms. It's amazing that it can run at a speed of 40 kilometers per hour.
There was no way they could outrun the Alliance's mechanized troops. Most of them were torn into pieces by the incoming machine gun shells within two kilometers of leaving the camp, as if they were on target.
In just three days, Stratholme's Second and Third Army divided into two groups and pushed the front line 300 kilometers.
After all, the terrain of Desolate Land is still a bit complicated, and the specific clearing has not yet been completed.
On the Southern Barrens side, the orcs who had not yet received the news hurriedly fled to the junction with Thousand Needles, only to find in despair that they had been cut off.
"Great Chief! Where are you?"
"Save us!"
"Didn't you agree that we would enjoy our new life?"
"Ahhhh——"
More than two hundred thousand orcs were killed on the shores of the new Thousand Needles.
No mercy, no forgiveness.
Thrall brought them out back then, of course out of a desire to save his compatriots. These orcs, who had not been severely beaten by Alliance artillery and were full of jungle laws, thought Thrall was incompetent and did not lead them to seize the most fertile land on the planet Azeroth.
, and then fell into the arms of the despicable radicalism, and finally became the victim of despicable expansionism.
In the footage from the front line, Duke Serijek was giving a public speech:
"Today's scene, soldiers, do you think it is cruel?"
"Yes! I think it's cruel too! But during the first and second Dark Portal wars more than ten years ago, what the Orc Vanguard Army did was a hundred times more cruel than this! They also didn't give the Alliance people a chance to surrender! You will be
My father and grandpa’s head was hollowed out and made into a decoration and hung on the top of their damn tent!”
"From the Elwynn Forest at the southern end of the Eastern Kingdom's continent to the Eversong Forest in Quel'Thalas in the north, they slaughtered as many as a thousand villages and towns, with more than 10 million victims!"
"Therefore, the four major races of humans, high elves, dwarves and dwarfs had no choice but to form an [alliance]!"
"We gave them a chance to change themselves! But it's been eighteen years! These cruel guys are still expanding unscrupulously, draining every inch of the land's fertility and eating up everything they can eat! Do you think we should show them mercy?
"
When Serijek said this, he was immediately cheered by a hundred thousand soldiers.
"Shouldn't! Shouldn't! Shouldn't!"
Serijek raised his arms and shouted: "Then what are we waiting for? Drive these hateful guys out of Azeroth——"
What responded to him was a roar of excitement like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.
The soldiers fired into the air, venting their anger that had accumulated for eighteen years!
On November 11, 18th year of the Dark Portal, the Alliance Army troops were divided into three groups, landing on the northwest road of Feralas and on the east and west coasts, and headed towards the city of New Orgrimmar.
Prior to this, the alliance launched a 72-hour non-stop bombing campaign.
In fact, the tribe's morale collapsed long before the armies joined forces and marched to the gates of New Orgrimmar.
Warchief Garrosh acted like one of his own and ran away with the bucket.
Varok, who was left behind, was short of food, equipment, and ammunition. The only thing he didn't lack was a pair of big mouths waiting to be fed, and each one was more capable of eating than the last.
In a normal year, just relying on the rugged terrain and dense forests of Feralas for guerrilla warfare would have been able to delay the advancement of the Alliance army.
The year of great catastrophe that just passed did not work.
The tribesmen who had eaten up all the birds and beasts had to eat bark and grass roots.
There is not a trace of greenery in the entire Feras area. The trees have been cut down and used as refugee camps. There is no natural barrier.
On the 18th, Varok showed a desperate expression as he looked at the Alliance army approaching the city.
At this moment, a mysterious visitor broke Varok's heart of willing to die for the tribe.
When the other party lifted the hood on his head, Varok was shocked: "Chief Thrall... why are you here?"
Thrall's face was haggard, and his eyes were also bloodshot: "We have all been deceived by this Garrosh. The real Garrosh died in the battle of natural disasters long ago."
After saying that, Thrall took out a [Blood Roar] filled with the power of death.
Varok's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhole: "This..."
When Thrall took out the magic crystal and played the video of the League of Heroes' battle against the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, Varok felt a collapse of his faith.
It took a long time before Varok came back to his senses: "Then let's..."
"McDonald's doesn't want us dead yet, he wants us to sneak attack the [Iron Horde] lair." Thrall quickly told him about his deal with McDonald's.
When he heard that almost all the members of the Blackstone Clan were to be killed, Varok's eyes widened and his body trembled. It was more uncomfortable to ask him to abandon his people and survive alone than to kill him.
Thrall patted Varok on the shoulder: "Don't worry! Old friend, I won't force you to do such a thing. What we have to do next is to break out together!"
