Later, the [Iron Tribe] and the Mag'har orcs in the parallel world used "Fragments of Time" to directly bring them back to the main plane.
This is the key to why McDonald's has never laid a deadly hand on the tribes of this world - who knows where the troops will come from in the next second?
McDonald's eyes turned cold: "These orcs should die in a more valuable place."
"Oh." Tyrande said with rare joy.
If you tell me this, I won’t feel sleepy anymore!
"For example, south of Feralas!"
Tyrande understood McDonald's words and asked, "Can you make it in time?"
He was full of confidence: "Who do you think I am?"
In fact, the most troublesome thing about laying railroad tracks is not the laying of the tracks itself, but the leveling of the land.
The Tanaris Desert has high temperatures all year round and a large temperature difference between day and night. From the beginning, the railway tracks there were built with the thickest foundation.
The engineers used gravel to pile up the roadbed, and the sleepers were all made of concrete sleepers. The batch of wood obtained in Stranglethorn Valley before was placed in a barren land where the environment was not so harsh.
The roadbed is usually an inconspicuous thing placed there.
Even if Nathanos manages to cause chaos with the Devilsaur and provokes quilboars or something like that, as long as those brainless races don't destroy the roadbed section by section, MacDonald's engineers will only be able to re-pave the tracks.
It just takes a little extra time and won't hurt your muscles and bones.
Of course, spending money is definitely indispensable.
The most important thing for wheat rich people is money.
As long as you don't send money indiscriminately and cause inflation, everything else is fine.
On Kalimdor's side, McDonald's is quite interested - whether Thrall has the courage to fire the first shot.
In fact, Sal was also endlessly confused.
To fight or not to fight, this is a matter of life and death for the tribe.
The troops sent over from the so-called [Iron Tribe] are indeed elite. The problem is that this is like begging. Maybe there is a meal but no meal.
Preliminary reports show that the newly built giant tank of [Iron Horde] can theoretically withstand human heavy artillery due to its 1000mm front turret thickness.
After hearing whether there is such a cannon that can span ten kilometers, the answer is disappointing - no!
This means that once a war breaks out, you will have to be beaten unilaterally for a long time before you can break into your own side's fire range.
On the battlefield, this means paying for it with human lives.
Thinking of this, Sal felt heartache again.
On the front line of the Linyin Fortress, Rivendell waved his hand and moved a bunch of second-line troops to the city wall, and even pointed his finger at the Beast King opposite - Master, come and play!
I just bet you don’t dare!
The alliance's fortress is never a single giant bunker. It is a defensive building complex composed of a large number of walls, towers and fortresses.
The Linyin Fortress has been reinforced to this day, and the city walls alone are almost ten layers thick.
Even if your tribal raid breaks through a few layers, so what?
The main force of the fortress is not the generals on the walls and towers, but the artillery troops deployed in the open space behind the fortress group, as well as the Black Dragon Legion that is ready to fly at any time.
These backup forces are fine. The so-called city walls and bunkers are just sandbags to attract firepower.
Tribes that can't even see clearly will only deliver food even if they attack.
Thrall, who had more or less spied on the alliance's military deployment through thieves, was confused to death.
Fortunately, he won't have to worry about it soon.
Because something happened in the south.
On an orc sentry tower in the south of Feralas, the orc sentry suddenly heard a strange sound. Following the huge buzzing sound floating far away in the sky, he saw a sight that he would never forget.
From a distance, it looks like a dense pile of black spots the size of sesame seeds.
When those things fly closer, you will see that they have a body the size of a carriage, slender like a mantis, sharp and barbed hands, feet, and translucent giant wings.
"Sound the alarm! Light the beacon!"
The two orc sentries who were on guard in a remote sentry tower had just finished all this when their lives were harvested by huge insects swooping down from high in the sky.
The wooden beams of the sentry tower, which were as thick as human legs, were easily chopped off by the sharp claws.
The sentry fought hard, but only cut a fist-sized hole in the opponent's hard carapace, splattering dirty yellow-yellow-green fluid. This was their entire counterattack.
They were overwhelmed by the insect tide, and even their corpses were devoured by the hungry insects on the spot, leaving no bones behind.
The terrifying big bugs attacked all over the place, and they devoured all the animals and plants savagely. They attacked the orc settlements, gnawing at the wood, and even pulled out the grass roots and gnawed them away.
Locusts and the like are simply weak compared to them.
"Dang, Dang, Dang!" the alarm bell rang.
Thrall, who was paying attention to the battle situation on the front line, was stunned by all this. For a moment, he suspected that it was a real army sent by the Alliance.
"Is it from the Alliance?" Bullhead Kane asked subconsciously.
"No, it's not like the Alliance. There is no evidence that the Alliance controls these strange bugs. They don't seem to have any command. They just follow their instincts and devour everything they can eat." Vol'jin hesitated.
Brainless yelled and slapped his thigh: "Asshole, I knew the Alliance was not so kind. The bugs came from the Silithus area. The Alliance probably found out there was a problem there and hurriedly retreated."
I have to say that Naozhenhou got half of his guesses right this time.
But you have no evidence!
Mcdonken can say that he ran away after being attacked by the dragon tide of the crater devil dragon. Could it be that Mcdonald could still find the dragon tide, the remnants of the trolls of Zul'Farrak in Tanaris, the quilboar, and the centaur?
Wait for all races to come together to cause trouble for their own alliance?
This time Sal was shocked and angry, but also felt a little bit lucky.
Fortunately, I didn't go straight to A, and it was still diplomatically acceptable. But if the first shot was fired, the situation would be difficult to deal with.
The warchief said angrily: "Recall all troops immediately and use all our strength to defend the Feralas area."
The tribe's movements could not be concealed from the Alliance, and the report of the insect wave incident in Silithus was immediately placed on the desks of the leaders.
The Throne Conference is connected remotely, and Tyrande has the most say.
"This is the reappearance of the [Battle of Quicksand]!" She told the leaders in detail about the battle that took place in the Silithus desert, and how the coalition of night elves and dragons sealed the Qiraji.
"What should we do now? Fight on two fronts again?" Magni rubbed his eyebrows.
Tyrande raised his eyebrows: "No, I suggest that we only attack the evil god Hakkar of Zul'Gurub. As for Silithus, we can let the bullets fly for a while."
This is so…simply said!
McDonald complained crazily in his mind, what is cultural invasion?
This is it!
No! "Let the Bullets Fly" must be applied for World Heritage status as soon as possible. This is true at every level and in every world.
