In the past, McDonald thought that he was creating history after traveling through time, but now he discovered that history is surprisingly similar.
In the original version 6.0 of the game, Alliance craftsmen modified the Iron Horde war machines they had snatched back and then fought them back.
The current development is exactly the same.
The huge steel yo-yo was modified to look like science fiction. What was displayed in front of the orcs was a four-story-high... unicycle!
Those giant wheels are clearly the wheels of the giant trucks used to build giant dams on Earth, but with an extra cockpit.
If you don't look carefully from the side, you won't be able to notice that two wheels with a diameter of 2 meters are installed on the back of the dwarfs. With this change, it looks a bit like the tricycles played by children on earth.
Of course, the front wheel of the modified version of the Iron Tribe tricycle is even larger, and the proportions are very similar to those of the earliest bicycles. The bicycles of that era had larger front wheels and smaller rear wheels.
As soon as [Alliance Edition Steel Star] came out, the orcs were dumbfounded on the spot.
They can withstand the full-speed charge of war horses with their flesh and blood without fear. Facing the four-story high wheel, they are really helpless.
"Ahhh! Run!"
The morale of the orc vanguard collapsed instantly, and they threw down the huge wooden wall and ran towards their own battle line without looking back.
This is [Steel Star]! After adding wheels, its off-road capability is off the charts.
It's not something that can be easily run on two legs.
In just three strokes, he was crushed by a big wheel. The tragic experience of the Arathi people last month was inflicted on the orcs.
"No! Ah!"
"Mother--"
"Ancestor, bless you... ugh!"
No matter if you are a big-muscled tyrant or a super-orc who can blow up a toilet with one punch, all living beings are equal under the steamroller!
When pressed, it immediately becomes a flattened, moldy animal meat burger.
As the saying goes, under every roller of a road roller is the entrance to a two-dimensional world. I hope these orcs can become green...grass slimes when they go to the other world!
The scene of being run over by a Steel Star steamroller was so brutal that the sand sculpture players were so excited that they screamed strangely.
[A pig who loves to read]: "The barrage on the port side is weak! Go, go, go!"
[Dark Glow Before Dawn]: "High energy ahead, this is not a drill!"
The entire battlefield can be described as one link after another.
When the mortar cluster almost burned the Orc tanks, the Orcs' air defense force became weaker again. The sand sculpture player once again drove the griffon and dived towards the Orc side to play the "Lion Tuka".
"Woooooooo!" The bagpipe's death scream evoked the horrific memories of the recent past in many orcs' hearts.
The consequences of losing consecutive battles are shown here.
If you fight thousands of miles and win one victory after another, that's okay.
But now he is retreating thousands of miles!
From Lordaeron to Quel'Thalas, to Hillsbrad Foothills, to Arathi Highlands, to the wetlands, to Elwynn Forest.
As a result of retreating all the way, the morale limit of the orcs was invisibly reduced again and again.
The gryphons had just dropped an asphalt bomb. Although they had been resupplied and loaded with bombs, the gryphons' strength was limited after all. After dropping this wave of 250-pound aerial bombs, they were basically about to rest.
Orcs don’t know!
Many orcs ignored the roars of the captains and centurions and started running away without looking back.
This caused chaos in the orc formation.
Even Orgrim's own hardcore Blackstone Orcs are showing signs of instability.
"Warchief, withdraw!" Varok advised despite his reluctance.
"Withdraw? Where can we evacuate?" Orgrim grinned, revealing a sad and bitter smile.
Ka'graz said that this is the last time this year that the Dark Door will be opened.
Retreating is not impossible.
To retreat is to seek death!
East Elwynn Forest is the only fertile hunting ground left in the orc-controlled area. The remaining Redridge Mountains are relatively barren, the Swamp of Sorrows is not suitable for orc activities, and the 'Cursed Land' is barren of grass and has no prey.
There's still half a twilight forest, well, if you go in, just wait to be killed by the elf rangers!
Once they retreat, without the Alliance attacking, the remaining hundreds of thousands of orcs will all starve to death.
"Blow the trumpet! Raise the War Chief's flag! We charge!" Orgrim roared, and his abundant lung capacity allowed him to burst into an extremely shocking roar.
Next to the warchief, all the orc bosses and personal guards were breathing heavily.
"We will follow the warchief to the death!" Varok raised his battle ax high.
"Oh oh oh!" Beast King Rexxar and his pet roared at the same time.
Kagraz raised her weapon and flicked it, and a bright and blazing flame immediately lingered on her blade. Her action was the best response.
"Lok'Tar-Ogar!" The roar of hundreds of thousands of orcs shook the entire battlefield.
Seeing the war flag of the war chief fluttering in the wind as if it was going against the current, the orcs who had started to run away stopped one after another. After a brief daze in their chaotic eyes, they gritted their teeth. Some people
He even bit his lip too hard and drew blood.
After throwing away the weapon, he just picked up whatever he wanted on the ground.
It could be a weapon discarded by other orcs, it could be a thick branch, or it could be a stone. Even in the end, they still have their own sharp claws.
Every orc roared at the top of their lungs and rushed toward the Alliance battle line not far away.
This scene made Arthas who was watching the battle very puzzled: "The orcs have no hope of winning, why do they..."
McDonald Kenshiran: "If it were you, what would you do when the outer city wall of Lordaeron fell and the orcs broke through the palace gate?"
Alsace was stunned. Although he thought that McDonald had taught him that a good commander should obtain all the elements for victory in advance, but what about that time?
"Die standing or kneeling?"
MacDonald's words were like hammers, hammering Alsace's heart.
When the shattered scene flashed through his imagination, the young prince made his decision.
"I'm standing!"
That's a firm oath!
"Very good." McDonald smiled and patted Alsace on the shoulder: "You already understand the meaning of courage."
If the Grand Duke of Stratholme's on-site teaching to his own prince made people smile, the following actions of the Grand Duke personally confirmed his words.
McDonald patted the iron plate of the command vehicle and informed the commander: "Blow the horn! Raise the flag! Advance at a slow speed! I want all Union soldiers to see that their general is with them."
"Uuuuuu——"
On the battlefield, the alliance's marching horn sounded unexpectedly.
Of course, the most dazzling thing is Lothar's handsome flag.
The flying lion flag with gold lace on a blue background attracted everyone's attention.
Even McDonald couldn't help but feel a surge of hot blood surging in his chest.
"As expected of Lothar! The gun doors are fully opened, and the soldiers advance! We use iron and fire to tell those damn orcs what it means to be [the survivors have no way out, and the army is defeated like a mountain]!"
