The distinctive high-pitched buzz of the Stuka bomber was transmitted to the command post through the monitoring radio equipment.
Windsor frowned: "Who ordered the bombers?"
The answer came quickly.
"Report, the Alliance Commander-in-Chief, Macdonken Stratholme, is the current military rotating chairman of the Throne Conference. He has just announced that he will take over the command of Watchfort. Please cooperate with the Marshal."
"Understood. The commander-in-chief has the highest priority in all orders, and we will fully cooperate." To be honest, it is a lie that there is not much pressure. Windsor knows how much he weighs.
He has no problem with conventional warfare, but once the enemy appears with a hero-level powerhouse, he won't be able to withstand it.
At this time, the messenger reported that support from Stratholme had arrived.
A delicate human woman walked into the command post elegantly, wearing a fiery red evening dress and high heels, as if she were at a ball.
Her appearance even made Windsor ignore the results of the bombing over there and stare at her instinctively.
"Hello! Marshal Windsor. I am Onyxia, the most loyal mount of Macdonken Stratholme, and I have been ordered to come to support the Marshal."
For some reason, Windsor looked at the other party's seemingly gentle smile and always felt like a light on his back, making him feel uncomfortable all over.
Of course he knows her true identity.
Some beings are like this, no matter how many times you meet them, you can never get used to them.
It's Onyxia.
Looking at her, Windsor felt full of conspiracy.
Somehow, he felt that the other party was trying to defeat him.
It's a pity that this has nothing to do with him. The other party is the Black Dragon Queen who is recognized by the Wyrmmian Temple. She also outrageously regards herself as the leader of the alliance. It's not his turn to take care of anything.
"Hello, madam, thank you for your support. Your arrival has made up for the lack of high-end combat power in Watch Castle."
"Haha!" Onyxia opened the fiery red feather fan she carried with her and covered half of her face: "It's easy to talk! Maybe you won't need me."
As soon as the voice fell, the bomb in the live broadcast screen of the command post had already exploded.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Somewhat unexpectedly, the 500-pound aerial bomb couldn't do anything to the metal monster.
After the smoke cleared, it was discovered that there was a dent about one meter deep on the top of the thing. The upper beak of the olecranon structure was a bit collapsed, but the overall structure was intact.
"This..." Windsor felt a little numb.
It's not the bomber's fault, but it's the fact that it's so huge.
The size of the beak can easily swallow a T-34 tank!
Windsor walked out of the command post, looked at the sky on the terrace, and saw some dark shadows on the clouds: "Ask the people of Stratholme if they have bigger 'firecrackers'!"
As we all know, when one bomb cannot blow up, a bigger bomb should be used!
"Report! The commander-in-chief said there is no rush."
"Oh, I understand."
Alliance Commander-in-Chief McDonald is an old fishing master.
When Windsor saw Tirion Fordring, Ronin, and seven or eight second-tier heroes arriving from the portal, he knew that the battle was secure.
The big guys from the Iron Tribe opposite are very excited!
[Blackhand], yes, the Blackhand who would have become the first Horde Warchief in history, you can also call him Blackhand*The Destroyer. The Draenor plane where [Iron Horde] exists, Brother Blackhand does not have
hang.
In this life when McDonald's came, Brother Blackhand didn't know what he was doing. He became a direct subordinate of Garrosh and was leading his Blackstone clan to squat opposite the Dark Portal.
After hearing that his beloved [Hellfire Siege Vehicle] did not touch the city wall and that the enemy's bombs could not hit the siege vehicle, Blackhand waved his hand with great satisfaction.
"Attack the entire army! We must rush through the Dark Portal and deploy our formation before those idiot humans react."
The Dark Portal is quite large compared to the cold weapon armies of the old era.
This is a trail for any mechanized force.
If the door is blocked, the mechanized troops will have more trouble with the remains of large machinery. This thing is the most difficult to clean.
Since the alliance has not blocked the door, it is more in line with Black Hand's wishes.
A large number of large war machines with ferocious appearances, but a closer look revealed that the workmanship was quite rough began to rush through the Dark Portal. After passing through the door, they immediately spread out on both wings at the fastest speed that the orcs could achieve. Among them were many of the Alliance's 'old friends' [
Steel Star] or something.
At Watchfort, many of Windsor's subordinates are actually a little anxious. After all, if the door is not blocked, the Iron Horde is allowed to come over. Once the formation is formed, it will be a real rejection.
Under normal circumstances, this will cause one's own losses to increase geometrically.
"Alas! You young men are so impatient. Watch carefully, study hard, and see how the Alliance God of War uses troops." Windsor had just suppressed his subordinates when he saw a group of tridents not far away and shouted in amusement.
He screamed and used a truck to pull away a bunch of eye-catching cannons.
"This is..." Lao Wen glanced at it and almost choked on his own saliva.
As early as the Third Battle of the Dark Portal, McDonough had already used the [Gustav Cannon] to teach the Scourge. This was a classic case written into the military textbooks of various alliance countries, and was regarded as a classic by countless generals and staff officers.
Today, not to mention the cannons of the Watch Fort have changed several generations, and even flying battleships have come out.
Trident's tease actually brought a bunch of muzzle-loading cannons with black powder and solid iron ball bullets.
Even Windsor himself didn't hold back: "Where did they find the antiques?"
"This... seems to be the military museum in Stormwind City."
"..."
In front, the Trident soldiers were deftly manipulating these outdated antique cannons.
Heck, to be honest, this generation of new recruits in the Alliance don't know how to swing these things.
First of all, the muzzleloader god is pouring the gunpowder by hand. Although there is a gunpowder bag, how to configure the gunpowder bag, how it leaks, and how to clean the barrel after firing are all knowledge. If you don't do it well, the chamber will explode and you will be killed.
Gunner's.
The second step is manual loading, how to put the shells in without burning your hands.
Finally, after firing, how to reset the barrel and aim again...
It is impossible for ordinary young soldiers to understand this set of things.
However, the trident quickly knocked out the cannon.
"Marshal, did they beat someone out just now?"
"No! No! Don't talk nonsense!" How should Windsor explain that those teases also beat [Jun Muqi] out?
Old-fashioned artillery shells, of course, can't do anything to Blackhand's heavy tanks.
Black Hand became even more excited, and with a wave of his hand, the whole army came forward.
Tens of thousands of Blackstone clan warriors in full armor rushed through the door, screaming...
At an altitude of two thousand meters, the airships that had been hovering and waiting for a long time opened their belly, revealing a huge bomb bay.
[Xiaoyao Yiyi] smiled mischievously: "Dear orc visitor, my heart will beat here first today, and please do the rest in your next life."
Having said that, this guy pulled the bomb release lever, and the giant bomb measured in tons began to accelerate and fall under the influence of gravity...
