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Chapter 488

As a race that believes in nature, the night elves are far more autistic than what is shown in the World of Warcraft games. They reject the indiscriminate deforestation of the forest, and there is no talk of industrial revolution or technological progress.

Basically, from the War of the Ancients to the outbreak of the Dark Portal incident, there was nothing new about the Dark Elf.

After all, druids admire nature and prefer to enjoy themselves in the Emerald Dream. A spiritual wandering begins with a hundred years.

Perhaps there is still progress, such as the divine magic of the Sisterhood of Elune, where Tyrande belongs.

As a god who often manifests his holiness, Elune does not hesitate to bestow new divine spells.

That's all.

Before meeting the Alliance, Shandis had the impression that the farthest shooting weapon was her own ballista. With the wind element magic, it was no problem to shoot a ballista up to 800 meters.

That's already very far away.

What now?

The Alliance fleet actually said that it would launch an artillery attack 10 kilometers away from the sea. If she hadn't seen those ridiculously large iron pipes with her own eyes, Shandris would have thought that the Alliance was bragging.

Those things called gun barrels are indeed huge.

Due to her relatively slender figure, Shandis made a visual inspection and found that she should be able to get into the barrels of those main guns.

But now, when she looked to the east, even on this mountain 200 meters above sea level, she could only see a small black dot at most, even if she tried her best.

"If you can't even see it, how can the alliance fire?"

Shandris looked two kilometers away. The terrifying green portal that exuded an ominous aura spit out demons from time to time. Most of the demons appeared in the form of parts.

The space blockade of Longmian Temple is generally effective.

However, the Burning Legion does not begrudge the cannon fodder of lower-level demons. They know that there is no chance that the demons will survive, but they still desperately send troops over. This is the most terrifying thing.

From time to time, an eredar demon would yell at the demons that had just come out, telling them to roll aside and gather together.

It can be visually observed that a large number of demons gather in the open space south of the ruined city, bored.

At this moment, two lights suddenly flashed in the east.

Although she still couldn't hear the sound, she automatically thought of "bang bang!" Two muffled sounds.

Shandis's heart moved: Coming?

The cannonballs were very fast, but even the cannonballs traveling at nearly 500 meters per second were still captured by Shandis' exaggerated dynamic vision.

"No, it's off target!" Shandis' main profession is [Map Cannon] and her secondary profession is Ranger. She could tell at a glance that it would definitely miss.

Sure enough!

The cannonball, which was almost as tall as a man, streaked across the sky, deviated from its target ridiculously, flew over the entire ruins of Orgrimmar City, and suddenly hit the rocky mountain on the other side of the Nushui River outside the west gate.

"Boom boom!"

The exaggerated mountain collapse attracted the attention of all demons.

Hundreds of thousands of tons of huge rock shattered into pieces of different sizes, falling into the Nushui River with a roar, splashing water tens of meters high.

"Hmph!" Shandis groaned dissatisfied: "No matter how powerful it is, what if it doesn't hit?"

Shandis didn't know that at this moment, on the bridge of two battleships on the sea with a strange metallic luster all over their bodies, there was a translucent female figure standing on each side, and they were talking to each other.

[War Exhaustion]: "Test firing error, elevation angle reduced by 1.3 degrees, adjusted northward by 0.2 degrees."

[Tirpitz]: "The shooting parameters have been received and based on the data feedback provided by the reconnaissance operator... the data is being corrected... the correction is completed."

Warships float on the sea and are affected by ocean currents and sea breezes all the time. It is not easy to hit a target 100,000 meters away, even if it is a fixed target, while the hull is undulating.

In the naval battles in World War II on Earth, various bombardments were said to be aimed, but more like metaphysics.

It is normal for a naval battle to last an entire day and have a hit rate of only 1%.

However, the existence of ship girls has eliminated too many uncertain factors for the alliance.

Just as Shandris was dissatisfied and muttering that the Alliance warships were missing, just 20 seconds later, the next round of bombardment came.

"Bang bang! Bang bang! Bang bang! Bang bang!"

Very regularly, in groups of two and two, eight muffled sounds were heard on the warship, and soon a similar muffled sound was heard from further south.

Of course, even if this sound is transmitted ten kilometers away, it will become very faint and can almost be ignored.

Shandris was stunned to see that the ruins of Orgrimmar, which had been mostly destroyed by demons, were whipped to death.

"boom!"

The cannonball hit the still well-preserved city gate in the west of the city.

When the bomb weighing more than half a ton used kinetic energy to release its destructive power, the city gate that the orcs were proud of suddenly exploded.

Just like a dying beast being stabbed for the last time, the city gate made a painful sound. The city gate made by the rammed earth method was finally unable to withstand such terrible destructive power, and huge cracks that could insert a human leg instantly spread in all directions.

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Then the Gate of Glory, which the orcs had trampled once by demons... was completely blown up.

Well, you can never cheer up in the mental valley.

The demon that was originally wandering in the ruins of the city only felt that the world was overturned at this moment. The unlucky demon flew directly into the sky passively, and his body was passively torn apart.

The lucky devil wasn't much better. He watched in despair as the exploding soil formed a huge curtain and rushed towards him. The scene looked very much like a tsunami.

"Damn it! Is it [Fel Cannon]?"

The Burning Legion also has similar cannons, but the difference lies in the energy used to drive them.

Those super cannons that look a bit like sharks can also blast a large ball of evil energy several kilometers away.

Perhaps the continuous damage is more powerful than the fel cannon.

When it comes to instantaneous damage, high-explosive shells that use explosives and shrapnel to kill are not inferior to fel artillery at all.

A doom guard watched in shock as his companions disappeared along with the entire Orgrimmar trading hall, and the surrounding brick and wood structures also collapsed and shattered under the power of the artillery.

The shadow of death is imminent!

The demon army here was in a panic. A large number of low-level demons left the ruins of the building like fleeing rats and fled in all directions.

How can someone who can use his legs run faster than a falling cannonball?

First the Tirpitz's shells fell, then the Warspite's shells fell.

More than a dozen giant artillery shells landed densely on an area less than four football fields. The destructive force produced was not even able to withstand the protective formation set up next to the portal.

A large number of demons are on the street, and the embarrassed Eredar wizard can't even think about protecting himself. How can he think about taking care of the portal.

However, the shells poured down endlessly at the rate of two waves per minute.

Ten minutes later, the world became quiet.

Shandris began to suspect that the elf had given birth. The Alliance asked her to suppress the battle. Is she really the one to suppress the battle?


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