Thrall had a little idea: Don't you, McDonald, want me to backstab the great traitor Garrosh? Yes! But I want to bring my direct descendants with me! All of them!
Varok is an old friend of Thrall and a direct descendant of his family. The years of brotherhood are extraordinary. From the fact that Thrall always let Varok serve as the commander-in-chief of the Horde army when he was the warchief, we know how much he trusts Varok.
MacDonald only allowed Thrall to take away some of Varok's personal guards. Isn't this a rift?
If people's hearts are broken, it will be difficult to lead the team.
No matter what, Thrall wants to bring out Varok's direct lineage.
Sal clearly knew that if he provoked McDonald's head-on, he would probably have to pay for it himself. But he wanted to take a gamble on the weight of his so-called "column behind enemy lines" in McDonald's mind.
His eyes were firm: "I will personally lead the charge!"
Sal gave it a go.
He really gave it all.
Only those who truly understand the Alliance know the courage it takes to charge in spite of the hail of artillery fire.
Yes, artillery is ultimately a combination of physical and fire damage.
It is not impossible to resist with extraordinary strength, but as the physical and mental strength declines, the risk will increase exponentially.
After hearing Sal's words, Varok was in awe, and his eyes suddenly became foggy. With such a boss, he would die without regrets.
This would have been a very touching scene. Just as Sal was arranging how to lead everyone to break out of the encirclement, a voice suddenly sounded faintly in the chief's hall.
"Sal, you are not good now."
The words were spoken in the common language of mankind. Although there was a strange sense of electricity in the voice, the tribal leader who was familiar with the other party's voice immediately realized that it was Macdonken's voice.
The dignified leader of the alliance, McDonald, naturally will not appear in New Orgrimmar at this time, so the only explanation is that this is some kind of communication tool unknown to the tribe.
They immediately thought of [Deception Orbs], but unfortunately they were unable to produce this thing, so they had no choice but to let the alliance with more [Deception Orbs] infiltrate the entire tribe to an outrageous level.
McDonald's has already monitored the whole city!
Thrall and Varok were startled at first, and then heard a very unpleasant sound.
"Woo——"
The extremely harsh buzzing sounds like the knell of death. If you are familiar with the Allied military system, you will know that this heralds the arrival of Stuka bombers.
That was three two-machine formations swooping down in unison.
New Orgrimmar, which has no scientific air defense system at all, originally had a mage tower that could activate a magic shield. With the betrayal of Despicable Roar, it was difficult to find a high-level mage in the city. Besides, how could outsiders activate those original magic shields?
A mage tower belonging to the Forsaken and Blood Elves?
The bomber dived almost vertically and unhooked the bomb.
The 1,000-pound bomb was dropped like this.
An extremely uneasy feeling enveloped Varok Saurfang. That feeling was too familiar. In the second battle of the Dark Portal, the same terrifying aura killed him with one blow.
The young and old guys were blown to pieces.
Howitzer shells and aerial bombs are almost the same thing in the eyes of the orcs.
Varok shouted nervously: "Protect the warchief!"
At the same time, when he pulled a shield from his bodyguard and was about to open a shield wall to protect Thrall, he saw that the eternal chief in his heart was as nimble as an ape. He turned over and rushed out of the chief through the open window.
Main hall.
Even though he was wearing heavy armor, Thrall's movements were not cumbersome at all.
He jumped onto the roof of the Chief's Hall in a few seconds and raised his [Destruction Hammer] high to the sky!
The next second, violent flames spurted into the sky in a cone shape, reflecting an inverted triangle-like flame emblem in the eyes of all the surrounding orcs. It shone brightly and hung alone above the chief's hall.
"Ah! It's Chief Thrall!"
Many orcs recognized Thrall and were even surprised by the loud noise in the sky.
When the aerial bomb filled with gunpowder and flame magic stone encountered a higher-temperature flame jet, the aerial bomb was detonated uncontrollably.
"Rumble, rumble—"
The continuous explosions made the orcs' eardrums buzz.
The way they subconsciously arched their bodies made Thrall, who was still holding his war hammer high above the hall, look like a god.
The blazing red light reflected on his face, making his green face turn as red as fire.
Thousands of miles away, through the real-time video transmitted by the sand sculpture player thief, McDonald held his chin and said with a bad smile: "What a risk! I almost let you fake it."
It's a pity that the opponent of this orc warchief who is worthy of being recorded in history is the tribe's number one enemy - McDonald!
It is very clear that in the original dark history of the Broken Shore, Varian died of exhaustion. McDonald never thought that a few aerial bombs could defeat Thrall.
The Stuka bomber was just an appetizer.
The [Gustav Cannon], which has been adjusted to shoot Zhu Yuan a long time ago, is showing its power.
When he saw the super-giant cannonballs falling from the sky, Thrall's mind went blank. He almost instinctively summoned up all his strength and urged the flame energy in the artifact war hammer to spurt out.
Being able to detonate a nearly five-ton artillery shell with twice the speed of sound when it fell 300 meters away, McDonald had no choice but to praise Sal as "awesome" and even applauded on the spot.
This is the real [emperor’s approval]!
So what?
It was Sal who lost!
"Boom!" It was a loud sound that shook the earth.
The air above the entire Aocheng shook violently, and the terrifying shock waves generated by the explosion began to spread out in all directions. The strong wind blew away countless bricks and tiles, and how many decorations of animal skins and teeth were blown away.
With the Chief's Hall as the center, the area within a radius of 500 meters seemed to have been hit by a wave of dense arrows.
For a time, there were screams, screams, and painful groans of injury.
No matter how strong Thrall is, being able to detonate cannonballs in advance does not mean that he has the ability to control this huge amount of fire elements.
Feeling the huge elemental shock coming from the hammer, Thrall was almost knocked down on the spot.
"Warchief!" Varok exclaimed.
"I'm fine!"
If so many people hadn't been injured, Thrall's big move to save the field would definitely have been met with countless cheers.
However, an emperor thousands of miles away smiled evilly: "Sal, I don't have time for you to rest."
The subsequent shelling was like whips, lashing out at disobedient dogs.
Since the Stratholme Empire installed airships, the transportation of the [Gustav Cannon] has become much faster. A modified Casablanca aircraft carrier can transport a cannon, and even the transportation belt is installed, which takes half a day.
Able to engage in battle.
When the second [Gustav Cannonball] came, Sal was suddenly stunned by it, and a sudden sadness surged in his heart: I can carry one, and I can carry two, three, four, and five, but I can carry
