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Chapter 664

"What's wrong?" Varian came over. In fact, this time the heroes of the alliance all felt that they were still unsatisfied. Nefarian rushed into the street without any help. They always felt a little unsatisfied, or a little uncomfortable.

It was precisely after experiencing the brutal and terrifying Archimonde decisive battle that I had such an illusion.

McDonald shook his glass: "Nothing, the tribe just recruited foreign aid and pretended to be the Scourge to attack Magni's Ironforge front."

"What?" King Wa, who was already a bit irritable, immediately lit up.

The King of Wa at this time is reckless and strong, not stupid.

"Leader, are you sure?" Uther came over with [Ashbringer] on his shoulders, also feeling like he had killed the enemy.

He is a noble man, but this does not mean that he is willing to endure fooling. You must know that Archimonde came more than three years ago and he single-handedly promoted the temporary reconciliation between the Alliance and the Horde. If the Horde unilaterally tore up the peace agreement,

This will undoubtedly further increase his antipathy towards the tribe.

Varian and Magni have both been directly or indirectly cheated by the Horde recently, how can they have a good face?

Looking at the eager faces, McDonald smiled: "Don't be nervous, it's just an undead force disguised as the Scourge Legion using goblin weapons. They can't even defeat my Trident detachment.

Win, let alone hurt Magni."

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately felt more at ease.

However, the amount of information contained in these words was so large that even the leader of the alliance felt a little uncomfortable.

The Horde is getting involved with the undead again. In the first and second Dark Portal wars, it was the Horde who first created the Death Knight.

Nowadays, those undead who disobey the Lich King have not officially joined the Horde and are using goblin weapons. Even if the Alliance launches an attack, they will not find a reason.

"Then what should we do now?" Tyrande gently lifted the ends of her hair.

McDonald pretended not to notice her little move: "Since the other party is targeting us to conquer Black Wing Lair and took the opportunity to make a sneak attack, going back like this will only scare these cowards away. May I suggest that we observe it first?"

"Very good! But I still want to go back first." Tyrande was unambiguous when it came to important matters.

"Make sure there are no spies around you. The thieves in the tribe are very powerful." McDonald reminded.

"Haha! No spy can escape Elune's divine light."

The Temple of the Lady of the Moon is Elune's divine domain, and that place is absolutely safe. Tyrande said this, and McDonald nodded, then asked Solanlian to open a portal, and let Tyrande go back first.

"Your Majesty Wrynn, what about you?"

Varian actually wanted to go back, but when he saw his cronies, the Van Cleefs and his daughter, shook their heads.

Tyrande is surrounded by priests or members of the Sisters of Elune, and she can guarantee that no secret arrangements will be made. Stormwind City is full of people, so the streets must be filled with spies from the Horde.

If he goes back, he will only alert others.

He made a decision: "The counter-espionage measures in Stormwind Fortress may not be that good. I'd better stay here for a while."

"good!"

Now that everyone has made a decision, they might as well camp next to Nefarian's throne...

On the other side of the Searing Canyon, the sand sculpture players who received the instructions began to be 'defeated'.

It is true that the T-34, as well as the Dongfeng and Cyclone anti-aircraft vehicles are very powerful.

But there is never any invincible weapon in the world. Especially after the opponent's hero unit Nathanos is off the field, sandbox players cannot beat it.

No matter how novice a hero is, he is still a hero.

Anyone who crosses the boundary between mortal and extraordinary is a monster-level existence in the eyes of mortals.

"Bang! Baht!" The metal storm set off by the four-unit 20mm cannon failed to stop Nathanos.

With ghostly footsteps, the undead ranger occasionally made dodge movements that were too fast for the naked eye to keep up with. Using a standard snake-like maneuver, he passed through the "absolute destruction zone" that most undead could not cross, and he just broke into it.

The range of his longbow.

200 meters, which is an impossible range for most bows and arrows, but is not a problem for heroes.

"call out!"

Nathanos raised his hand and fired an arrow.

The long black arrow followed the wind and turned into a black lightning, tearing the air and shooting into the barrel of a T-34, just in time to meet the shell that was about to exit the barrel.

"Bang!"

The huge explosion blew away the heavy turret, killing all the players inside.

The bow is like the full moon, and the arrow is like a shooting star.

This dark hero's unreasonable archery skills easily destroyed the Trident's defense line.

When players are no longer resurrected and rush to support the front line, on the surface, it seems that Nathanos destroyed this elite but small force of the Alliance.

The undead mechanized corps was finally able to pass through the pass connecting the Searing Gorge and the Desolate Land, and rushed over to spread out its troops horizontally.

Thirty minutes later, they encountered the Ironforge 1st Tank Division who came to support them.

It wasn't until he faced Magni's tank troops that Nathanos felt like "this is a normal enemy."

Dwarves have their own ideas for the development of mechanization and tanks.

After all, the Alliance is a loose association, not a centralized organization. McDonald can give advice to the dwarves and place orders, but the final decision on how the dwarves will climb the technology tree is still in the hands of the Bronzebeard brothers.

Different from the optimized standard tanks and weapons of the Stratholme Federation, Chapo's tanks are obviously larger in size, weighing in at a ton of heavy tanks.

You said your long-range artillery fire is powerful? Then I will build thicker armor.

You say my tank is too heavy? Then I'll get a more powerful engine.

Anyway, even if the dwarves use a diesel engine with a similar structure, their tank looks bigger.

Nonsense! The frontal armor of the turret is 300mm thick, so it’s useless if it’s not heavy.

That kind of waste of steel made McDonald feel heartbroken when he saw it.

Then Chapo is superstitious that large caliber is justice, and those tank main guns are always above 800mm...

Yes, the principle behind those guns is mortars.

If El Chapo finds that the enemy cannot be killed by the explosion, he will fill it with more explosives, replace it with larger shells, and then use a larger main gun.

So much so that later on, McDonald refused to call Chapo's tank a tank, instead calling it a tank destroyer.

McDonald refused to let the trident block the dwarf's gun this time, just to let Magni fight the battle himself and give him some physical pain.

The result is good.

"Bang!" The undead tank fired a shot.

Duang! Ricochet!

"We failed to penetrate the enemy's armor." The undead shouted.

"Bang!" The dwarf tank fired another shot.

Before it hit the enemy tank, the shell's parabola dropped obviously, and then fell to the ground, exploding into a cloud of dust.

"The range of our artillery shells is insufficient!" the dwarf shouted.

Since the beginning of the war, the two sides have fired more than 200 cannons at each other, but no one was killed. It was originally going to be a big war, but now it's just like novices pecking each other.


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