There are a lot of dragons in Blackwing Lair. Generally speaking, they can still be solved through physical transcendence.
This is not the case in Molten Core, which has a large number of giant fire elemental monsters. In reality, when fighting fire elemental creatures, ordinary kitchen knives are not easy to use. This requires powerful elemental attacks. Therefore, tank troops equipped with a large number of frost high-explosive bombs, as well as a mage group,
It's the best choice.
"Here at Blackwing Lair, I will lead the team, and my second-in-command is His Majesty Wrynn."
King Wa finally had his revenge.
The place you lost must be recovered.
Varian, who is still relatively new, has McDonald, the God of War of the Alliance, with him, and Bolvar is relieved.
Generally speaking, with these strong men as the core, there are a bunch of hero-level strong men as the base.
At the throne meeting, the only surprise was:
"I will also participate in the Blackwing Lair strategy!" Tyrande said.
Rub! Just rub hard!
McDonald's didn't assign tasks to Tyrande because the night elves were too far away.
"Well, Your Excellency Yufeng, don't you need to monitor the tribe?"
There was a teasing look in Tyrande's eyes: "Monitoring? Watching the poor orcs being stripped of their skins by goblins, and then taking out coins?"
Nowadays, there is a common voice in the alliance. McDonald is encouraging the alliance to attack the goblins. The ultimate goal is to drive away the wolves and eat the tigers, and force the goblins to trap the tribe. On the other hand, the alliance is here to deal with the powerful enemies.
This method is really wonderful.
It's just that Tyrande, as the high priest, stuck up like this, which made the expressions of the other leaders of the alliance a little bit subtle.
The final roster for the Blackwing Lair crusade is as follows:
Macdonken, Kallia, the three Windrunner sisters, Liadrin, Valeera, Calpurnia, Solanlian, Varian, the VanCleefs, Uther, Saidan Dathro
Han, Tyrande... and three hundred elite operators, plus a female black dragon!
This lineup is ridiculously luxurious!
What's even more outrageous is that more than half of the alliance's powerful players are waiting outside, which does not affect the alliance's control over various places.
An alliance that is so broad is almost a bug.
Such a big move from the Alliance will definitely not be hidden from the Horde.
Thrall made a prompt decision and proposed to the Alliance: "The evil black dragon clan is the common enemy of all living things in Azeroth. If necessary, the tribe is willing to support some strong men in the Alliance."
After receiving the news, McDonald replied almost instantly: "The Alliance is fully capable of defeating the evil Black Dragon Prince Nefarian, and at the same time, be wary of attacks from unscrupulous people."
After Sal received the news, his heart ached.
What about trust between people?
Well, there has never been such a thing between humans and orcs.
Even if there is, it is an illusion when a powerful enemy is forced to join forces with the enemy.
But Sal, who had seen Meng De and later learned that "due to his premature exit, gave Mai someone hairy equipment", he felt that he had lost 100 million.
well!
Even if it's a 'dungeon to work, black equipment, black gold and black materials', then... the tribal hero can at least gain some experience!
This thing is as if Thrall has always wanted to send his men to work for free in the Alliance Mint.
Wage is not important. Young people, the most important thing is to learn a craft! Right?
Vol'jin sighed: "The Alliance has always been wary of us. Even if the Eastern Kingdom sent troops to the south, the Kalimdor continent did not relax at all. Alliance generals Yu Yue, Rivendell, Proudmoore, and Golden Sword still led
We are heavily monitored."
Thrall felt that the Horde was like a breathless struggler. The noose was tied around his neck. The Horde, a giant that looked huge but was actually puffy, struggled with all means, but the result was that the noose was only slightly loosened.
Alliance leader McDonald's control was so powerful that the tribe simply lost with one move and was passive with every move.
As for the Searing Canyon, the alliance elite group has begun to march.
From what was originally supposed to be the Thorium Watchtower, now called the Thorium Fortress, all the way east, a group of people rode... a black half-dragon.
That's right, he's a half-dragon.
They are those half-dragons whose upper body is humanoid and whose lower body has four legs.
Onyxia, who abandoned her moral integrity, brought over her younger brothers who used to guard her lair.
Hundreds of people were riding these two-story dragons, with the dragon back alone being three and a half meters high. Even the Fire Demon Rag himself would have thought it was a civil war within the Black Dragon Legion.
This formation is so funny.
The Searing Canyon is affected by the Balrog and has high temperatures all year round. The ground temperature can easily reach 30 to 40 degrees.
Ordinary horses can't run in this damn place, at least they need special hooves.
The black dragon clan, which originally also used fire, did not have this problem.
The group of people successfully entered Blackstone Mountain, passed through the extremely majestic fortress passage that had been built by the Dark Iron Dwarves over hundreds of years, and headed straight towards the Black Wing Lair.
Facing the 30-meter-high and 50-meter-wide gate of the Black Wing Nest, a certain princess swung the 'Austria Meteor'.
"Bang!" The huge metal door immediately made a terrible creaking sound. Just hearing it made other people's teeth ache. Under the tail knocks that were more violent than the battering ram, in just three times, the door was dented and deformed. Finally, the door was dented and deformed.
It collapsed inward with a desperate metallic groan and flew inside.
Inside, there is the No. 1 dragon-man boss, the wild Razogar.
This big guy, nearly four stories tall, is the guardian of the black dragon egg.
When he looked at Onyxia, his face turned green.
"Damn it! Why did the great black dragon princess degenerate and become a human mount? You have simply disgraced all the black dragons!"
If it were Onyxia in the past, the dragon might have blushed, lowered its head and dared not speak.
Today's Black Dragon Princess is a model of breaking the rules!
She raised her dragon head and said proudly: "It is Neltharion who has disgraced the black dragon clan! If he, as the king of the black dragon, had not completely lost to my lord, Macdonken Stratholme, how could so many things have happened?"
?If you want to blame, just blame him! He played a conspiracy and ended up trapping his own clan. He is the main culprit for the corruption of the black dragon clan!"
The implication is that Deathwing, as the Dragon King, lost, how can you blame me as a daughter?
As long as you win, you'll be fine!
Razoghar was choked and argued forcefully: "Then...then we can't give priority to the insignificant human beings!"
"Hahaha! The black dragon clan respects the strong! My lord defeated Neltharion and beat up Nefarian! There is nothing wrong with me serving such a strong man! But you, if you don't want to die, just come together.
It’s time to serve my Lord, hahahaha!”
The cave hall, which is nearly 10,000 square meters and is fully 70 meters high, echoes with Onyxia's villainous laughter.
I don't know why, but she said that such a shameless and spineless attempt to persuade him to surrender was justified.
By the way, is this persuading surrender or pimping?
