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Chapter 1374 Before hitting the west, the east almost fell

Is Azeroth small?

Not small at all!

Which of the four continents, the Eastern Kingdom, Kalimdor, Northrend, and Pandaria, does not exceed tens of millions of square kilometers?

Even the large islands in the center of the Endless Sea, such as the three islands of Kul Tiras and Zandalari, cover tens to hundreds of millions of square kilometers.

Unfortunately, the world is so vast that there is no place for the Forsaken and Blood Elves.

To this day, which continent is not dotted with Alliance flags?

Perhaps the Alliance can allow neutral races to continue to exist, but Rommath who 'betrayed' Kael'thas and the Forsaken who joined the Scourge and then joined the Horde must be completely killed.

Knowing this, they never considered surrendering to the Alliance.

The army is defeated like a mountain, and there is no way to survive!

This is the truest portrayal of their current situation.

The two of them sought refuge in the Zandalari Empire, never expecting that these trolls, who had lost their country for thousands of years, could succeed.

The Sun King's eyes flickered: "It seems like I haven't seen fireworks for a long time."

Romance nodded: "Why don't we join forces to release a grand elemental fireworks at the end?"

Anastrian moved his jaw, showing a "smile" that looked scary to outsiders, and said an ancient elven saying, which translated to: "Just what I wanted!"

On the Alliance side, when they learned that the Sun King and Rommath were on Atal'dassa's side, Kaizi rushed over.

Kaizi was teleported here, but at this pace, no matter how you look at it, he is like a filial son traveling thousands of miles to mourn...

"Anastrian...didn't he leave?"

When McDonald met Kaizi, he saw a touch of sadness on his face and had to choose his words carefully, which really made him feel a little sad.

"Kael'thas, you don't have to live a tiring life. Your father is not a heinous person. Don't wait until everything is over. Even now, it is not an exaggeration for you to call him father."

In terms of sins, Terenas in this life was much more serious than the Sun King.

"Thank you for your understanding, Your Majesty." Kaizi bowed deeply.

"Do you need... to give him a final lift?"

Kaizi shook his head subconsciously, but stopped when he turned his neck halfway. Tears fell uncontrollably, and the muscles on his face became stiff. Finally, he gritted his teeth, nodded heavily and said: "Well. If you don't settle with the past,

The Quel'dorei cannot move into the future."

McDonald patted Kaizi on the back and said no more.

The next day, the Alliance forces on the Southwest Front opened fire on Dazar'alor.

The "Night Elf" troops on the land, more than a hundred airships in the sky, and the big killer weapon of the Ebon Blade Fortress. When these three parties opened fire with all their strength, it was a true salvo of thousands of guns.

Dazar'alor, the capital of the Golden Empire, is located in the middle of the Zuldazar region. Except for the east, it is guarded by rivers with a width of more than 200 meters in three directions. Only the east has a large plain. In the past ten thousand years,

This is definitely an excellent terrain that is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

There is only a bridge with a width of fifty meters for passage in the three directions surrounded by the river.

There is absolutely no problem with traffic during peacetime. Even if Devilsaur God Raizan is jumping on the bridge, it will not hinder traffic too much.

In wartime, this bridge is still too narrow for the attacking side.

Pa'ku's attack and the large-scale use of artillery turned Dazar'alor's fortress-style defense system, which was said to be difficult to attack, into a decoration.

Troll: If you have the ability, come here!

Alliance: I have the ability to blast you!

Troll: Bah! No martial ethics!

Alliance: Bah! You have done everything you can to avoid it!

At this moment, the troll was confused.

In the eyes of the trolls, this eternal city never thought about the problem of "how to withstand when more than a hundred airships and a flying fortress open fire at the same time" when it was first built.

An Alliance flying battleship often has more than 8 main guns, 10 secondary guns, and more than 40 anti-aircraft guns on the deck that can fire in a single direction.

There are more than a hundred large and small airships, coupled with the army artillery on the Ebon Fortress and the plains, there are really 10,000 artillery pieces firing.

Since there is no magic shield or divine power shield, this glittering golden city looks extremely splendid both day and night. In less than three breaths, five fifths of this overall pyramid-shaped city disappeared.

One. Dazar'alor looks like a big cake that has been chewed by a dog.

Countless broken bricks and tiles were flying everywhere, causing secondary damage.

"Ahhhh——"

"Gods! Save us..."

Amidst the roar of artillery fire and the smoke and dust in the sky, there were a few cries of trolls.

It should be praised that Dassaro is built well enough. At least the outer walls of the city are made of thick granite. If they were made of ordinary building materials, I am afraid that the entire city of Dassaro would have collapsed due to the salvo of artillery just now.

The explosion caused a fire, and the violent fire spread farther away along with the wind. For a time, the entire trolls in Dazar'alli were in chaos.

The bombardment battle went so smoothly that several alliance bosses cast inquiring glances at McDonald and Tyrande - why don't they leave Atal'Dazar alone and capture Dazar'alor first.

Since McDonald didn't say anything, Tyrande shook his head in public: "Don't underestimate the heritage of an established race that has been entrenched on the continent for more than 20,000 years!"

Artillery bombardment is one thing, but siege and street fighting is another.

To wipe out the trolls, you have to enter the interior of the huge pyramid. That's when the real bloody battle will begin.

After the Alliance carried out an artillery bombardment for nearly an hour, pouring hundreds of thousands of artillery shells and blowing up the outer layer of Dazar'alor, the already prepared Allied forces turned their guns and began to fire at Atal'Dazar.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

It was like an endless barrage of artillery, sweeping away repeatedly.

More than a thousand Stuka bombers visited this mausoleum complex in a valley sunken into the mountain.

A giant magic shield with a diameter of more than one kilometer was once placed above the entire Golden Valley.

"You are overestimating your own strength, and you still want to resist the power of our Lord!?" Sunderland, the top thug of the wind element, sneered, and summoned a series of thunders to blast downwards from high altitude.

Sun King: "Hmph!"

Wide-area magic protection, to put it bluntly, uses stronger elemental power to eliminate flying props.

This poor place in Ataldasa is not like the Yongsong Forest of the past. The water from the Sunwell flows in the underground river below the forest, providing endless magic power for the protective shield.

When the Zandalari giant mage chose his talent incorrectly and would rather be a hex mage than an elemental mage, Ataladasa's magic circle was nothing more than a temporary trick made by the Sun King and his men using magic crystals as power.

It's just a defense system.

If everyone competes for magic power, Sunderland, who uses the atmosphere (wind element) as the source of his power, is really not afraid of them?


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