Gently swaying the rare glass, McDonald took a sip of the [Ford's Special Brew] purchased from the Galina Brewery in Stormwind City and sold for a whopping 2 gold and 17 silver. McDonald felt a little bit intoxicated.
He pointed at Thras Barselas, the mayor of the tool town: "Show me the recent military expenditures."
"I am following your will." The tool man went around in a circle and came back, bringing in a large stack of ledgers: "Sir, this is the summary ledger, and these are the items."
I have to admit, this tool man is very competent.
From the life money for recruiting soldiers in Stratholme City, to the food expenses and food losses of the army every day after the expedition, to the pensions, every item is clear, and the pensions are also stamped with the handprints of different people.
However, the amount made someone a little dissatisfied.
Just lost more than five thousand gold coins?
The tool man thought that his master was dissatisfied with the high cost: "My lord, many things can be recycled. The skin made of animal skin, even if it is damaged by shooting, can be used as a small shield for the infantry after being cut. The thorium plate on it can be used again
Melt it into thorium ingots for secondary use."
The more McDonald listened, the more unhappy he became: You have told the system, and the system will definitely not let me waste it at will. As expected, I should sell you to Stormwind City.
He waved his hand: "I know, let's finish this battle first and then discuss the follow-up."
"yes."
McDonald once again set his sights in the direction of the mountain top.
This was not a good thing about fighting in ancient times. At a time when magical communication had not yet become popular, the way to send orders and obtain information in battles still relied solely on messengers.
At this moment, on the mountain.
"All Scarlet Crusaders listen to the order - raise your shields! Move together!" Abbidis's loud voice lifted the spirits of the 1,000 red-armored infantry.
The bright blood-red armor reflects a strange light in the sun. Looking from the higher troll altar, it looks like a sea of blood is slowly closing in.
The neat clang of the iron boots stimulated the trolls' hearing even more.
The trolls were arrayed along the pyramid-shaped altar, with infantrymen holding thick spears on the lower level, and shadow hunters standing higher up.
If it was just a duel with cold weapons, this formation would be fine.
After all, even if human crossbows have a long range, theoretically, relying on the altar's maximum height of 50 meters, throwing spears can also remedy the situation. It turns out that this is true.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" When the mortars are lined up behind the military formation and set up, if someone is still there, they will definitely shout - Troll! Times have changed!
Even if the gunpowder bought from the dwarves is so-so [strong gunpowder], which is a grade higher than low-quality black powder, and even the mortar shells are not that good, the advantage is that it can provide the army with long-range support with a range of more than 500 meters. As for the
Where the cannonball goes after leaving the muzzle is another matter.
Anyway, the thing made by the damn dwarf is heavy, strong, and will not explode.
Then the boss of his family was so arrogant that he had enough mortar shells.
Twelve 60cm (correct caliber) mortars fired several rounds, and only the side of the altar facing the mouth of the valley was empty of life.
Abedis squinted his eyes, almost thinking that there was nothing to do with the infantry, and then he heard the strange sound of war drums.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh oh -" The original and rough drum sound came from behind the altar.
Today, the sound of the drum is hard to hear, for it represents the lost glory of the Amani Troll Empire.
2800 years ago, such drums could be heard on every frontal battlefield fighting trolls.
Looking at the troll soldiers who rushed out from behind the altar and used skirmish lines to offset the damage from the shelling, Abidis' face flushed with excitement: "Get ready-"
The human sword and shield soldiers in the front row and the spear soldiers in the middle row grasped their weapons at the same time.
The troll warrior ran. When he entered the range of the human crossbow, his running speed suddenly accelerated, and his eyes turned strange red.
They ran in a small S-shaped pattern, trying to avoid long-range attacks with agility.
"Be careful! That's the racial talent of the trolls [Rage]! They are in danger at the moment!" The hooded Vereesa was mixed in with the human crossbows, and she was appointed as the temporary 'lead shooter'.
The first arrow she shoots will serve as the guide for this team of 100 archers.
"Whoops--" The green arrow slanted upward at 40 degrees, crossing the battlefield like a rainbow.
It looked like he was going to shoot into the air, but in the end, a troll ran out of the S-shaped curve and hit his eyeballs on the arrow as if desperately.
A blow that penetrated the skull was a natural kill.
What's even more awesome is that this kind of pre-judged attack is like a net, and more than 30 trolls are like sparrows hitting the net. More than 20 trolls among them were unlucky and were directly shot in the head by multiple arrows.
And die.
With three rounds of rapid fire in one breath, more than a hundred trolls were shot to the ground, halting the trolls' offensive.
It made Abidis wish he had a group of 500 archers, so that no trolls would be able to rush over.
The two armies finally engaged in battle.
Originally, the physical fitness of trolls was stronger than that of humans. When the attack speed of trolls was increased by 30% and the movement speed was increased by 10%, they became simply monsters.
The only good news is that the troll's [Rage] doesn't last long, usually only 10 seconds. Some powerful trolls can last longer, never exceeding 30 seconds.
The front line was suddenly filled with blood and flesh.
Abedis saw with his own eyes that a human sword and shield soldier was struck on the shield by a troll with an axe, and then he waved his long arm, and the shield soldier was thrown out of the battle line with his shield hook, and his body was penetrated by three spears.
Despite the situation, he still bit down and broke the shield soldier's neck.
Humans have the advantage, but the casualties will definitely not be small.
The humans slowly advanced the battle line, fighting all the way to the altar.
But as he was slapping, Abidis started to feel something was wrong...
"Wait! Where are the Troll's Shadowhunters?"
At this time, at the foot of the mountain.
Someone is waiting comfortably for good news.
hey-hey!
Don't say anything about being straight.
In the past, when I was playing chicken, I never just shot!
What do you want M4?
What do you want to break the sniper attack?
What kind of eight-fold blind glasses do you want?
Young Master, I lay low on the ground and set up a machine gun, stuffed all the medicine bags and bandages, squatted in the hut with a handful of shotguns, poisoned the whole process, squatted in various corners, squatted on the ground in the wheat field, poisoned the blood, picked up the dead box, and I killed whoever showed their buttocks.
Let those guys with the word "Gang" written on their foreheads see what it means to be the invisible chicken king in the audience!
McDonald is very satisfied with his arrangement.
There are six strong men in front of him, and there are two silver saints beside him as bodyguards.
There are so many famous heroic units in the history of Azeroth. In the past, my level A was equal to the ultimate move.
Just Tarykin, ridiculous!
I didn't do anything, just waiting to get paid.
I asked, who else!?
McDonald looked at the [Dwarf Fishing Rod] with a fierce luster in his hand with satisfaction: "Brother, I'm afraid I won't be able to use you."
As he finished speaking, suddenly there was an exclamation from the front of the military camp.
"Ah! Troll!"
For no apparent reason, the huge wooden camp gate that Mograine helped build collapsed.
Amidst the dust in the sky, a group of hunchbacked green-skinned monsters ferociously charged towards us.
What is that if it’s not a troll!?
"Holy shit! How did they get here?" McDonald was shocked!
