After all, Mr. Sa is not an ostrich. He cannot bury his head in the sand and let others kick his ass.
Hey, are we in an alliance? I won’t pretend anymore, I’m showing my cards, I just want to plot against you, what?
What emerged in McDonald's mind was the image of Mr. Sa.
In fact, this is just a little trick by a certain demon commander.
Gul'dan is not causing trouble in this life, which does not mean that the demon commander could not think of such an ambush tactic.
It would be good if the ambush succeeded, but if it failed... the Burning Legion has a big business and a big business, so they can't afford to suffer any loss.
So the scene on the battlefield turned into a passionate confrontation.
The Fel Cannon is indeed powerful. If it hits directly with one shot, it will require at least a large protective magic circle at the cruiser level to be able to withstand it.
Once a small destroyer, torpedo boat, etc. is hit, it will basically be shot into the soul and disappear immediately.
"Ahhh!" Many Alliance soldiers on the ship were burned by green flames, and would turn into ashes within a few steps. The terrifying evil flames would not be extinguished immediately even if they jumped into the sea, and continued to burn the flesh and blood of the victims.
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What's even more outrageous is that the evil energy will spread like a liquid, penetrating into the middle and lower cabins of the ship, and continue to increase the damage.
Although the alliance suffered a lot of losses, it now showed the advantage of good maneuverability. Even the forward force ships closest to the beach were at least five kilometers away from the shore.
The main force, with battleships and heavy cruisers as its core, is more than ten kilometers away.
The aircraft carrier formation is even fifty kilometers away.
In this kind of over-the-horizon shooting, the Alliance side obviously has an advantage. Firstly, the ships can carry out tactical maneuvers, and secondly, the gunners of the Burning Legion obviously lack experience in beyond-the-horizon attacks.
Perhaps the Burning Legion's space fleet has such experience and technology, but the army does not.
When the Alliance evacuated the fleet near the coast out of sight, it was obvious that the hit rate of the fel cannons dropped sharply, making it almost like a random attack.
Fel cannons are all fixed turrets. After the high-altitude reconnaissance troops transmitted the coordinate data to the fleet and the artillery array on the floating island, heavy artillery with a diameter of over 200mm began to teach the Fel artillery how to behave.
"Boom! Boom!"
"Boom——"
A huge column of smoke mixed with the foul-smelling fel energy flew into the sky, and the unique green light of fel energy was quite conspicuous in the sight of the scouts.
On the artillery commander's three-dimensional map, the artillery pieces representing the targets are marked with [crosses] one by one.
The light spots of the Burning Legion's counterattack artillery became sparse and visible to the naked eye.
The Alliance didn't care about the situation and didn't call for a ceasefire, so they used Xujin artillery to plow the entire beach over and over again.
Seeing the remains of several magic mechas shaking convulsively after being hit by artillery, the muscles on the faces of several alliance bosses also twitched.
I always feel like McDonald is whipping the corpse on purpose.
If McDonald knew what they were thinking, he would definitely cry out: King Varian, I am doing this to commemorate you! His Majesty Varian will live forever.
(Varian in this life: Meow meow meow? Am I dead?)
The intensive bombardment lasted for more than an hour before McDonald slowly raised his hand: "Keep the density of the current formation and let the Sea Tribe continue to open the way."
"yes!"
Under normal circumstances, removing rocks or even digging deep seabed requires special offshore machinery and special engineering teams to work for a long time, which is often a project amount measured in years.
Fantasy worlds often don’t pay much attention to science.
Beings like the Deep Sea Giants are actually useless to the Alliance. After all, there are faster and tougher beings like Demon Crabs and Turtle Tyrants. McDonald really doesn't like the slow-moving Deep Sea Giants.
Let me tell you, the Titan of the Deep is pretty good at doing physical work.
They raised the anchor made of [Magic Iron] high and pulled hard on the rocks on the seabed, making the shallow sea area turbid.
The mineral deposits in the outer lands have now been replaced by higher-grade ores in terms of strength and toughness. The magic iron ore stored in the warehouse must go somewhere. With a wave of his hand, McDonald gave these vassal races a low-quality match.
Version of shotgun for cannon.
In fact, the effect is not bad.
The deep-sea giant destroyed the rocks at the bottom of the shallow sea. Immediately, a large number of murlocs swung their short tails, dragging away pieces of large and small gravel, and dragged them to the deeper seabed and discarded them.
On the sea surface, there was passionate artillery fire, and the operations on the seabed never stopped.
Interestingly, under the extremely violent seabed development, almost at the same time that the bombardment stopped, the seabed operations were basically completed.
Queen Azshara stepped forward and bowed to McDonald: "Reporting to the Alliance Leader! The Naga troops have completed the opening of routes. Now here, here, and here, we have successfully opened 20 routes to the beach.
The water is 15 meters deep and can definitely pass a 10,000-ton ship. However, it will take time to further widen and deepen it."
McDonald glanced at Azshara, who had a low eyebrow, and nodded: "Well done."
Then, he turned around and waved to Sondland and other Air Force bosses: "Get ready to suppress."
"yes--"
Blind bombardment may not be able to solve all problems. The Broken Shore is huge and the Broken Islands is even bigger. The Burning Legion's back-up plan cannot be limited to this. If they don't send out enough bait, they won't be able to hook out more lurkers.
First, thousands of wind elemental soldiers swooped towards the Broken Beach with roaring sounds, and they repeatedly cruised over the beach area.
In fact, their real role is to cover the bomber group's land-clearing operations.
"Uuuuuu——"
A large number of two thousand pounds of elemental bombs were thrown down and the beach was plowed again.
Looking at the grand battlefield fireworks, McDonald's lips slightly raised: "Demons, are you moved?"
Unexpectedly, Queen Xi next to her actually responded: "Don't dare to move! Don't dare to move!"
Alas, too much cultural export sometimes has the opposite effect.
McDonald felt as if his sense of superiority had diminished.
The crazy bombings in the sky do not mean that the Alliance troops at sea have stopped working. Under the sea where the Burning Legion cannot care, a large number of earth elemental stone men who look like inverted triangles are taking heavy but steady steps.
Through the seabed, we walked step by step to the shallow water area.
Unconsciously, fifty stone piers, thirty meters wide and ranging from one hundred to three hundred meters in length, leading from the beach to the deep water, took shape under the spell of earth elemental creatures.
The demon commander hiding in the dark was shocked when he saw the stone pier and pier emerging from the bottom of the water.
"Kill those earth elemental creatures!" a Shivalra shouted in a sharp voice.
For a moment, an unknown number of green light spots lit up on the beach, which were the portals.
Obviously, the devil had determined the teleportation coordinates early on.
Thousands of demon guards, plus thousands of doomsday guards, swarmed out.