A huge and smooth barrier divides the entire Silithus area into northern and southern halves. This barrier is the Beetle Wall. This 100-foot-high icy barrier spans the mountains on the east and west sides. Want to take a peek inside the wall?
After all, we had to climb up a towering cliff a little further away.
Or ride on a flying mount and watch it from a distance.
The world inside the wall seems to be the same as outside: a hot, dry, windy and sandy desert, with big bugs running around.
In fact, anyone who knows anything knows that seeing does not mean being exposed to something.
There is a place similar to the Emerald Dream, a subsidiary world that only exists on the main plane of Azeroth, or a small plane in the rift of space.
If the seal is fine and C'Thun is still sleeping, then nothing will happen to a mortal.
The fact is that the seal has been severely weakened, and from time to time some big bugs run out from the space cracks visible to the naked eye. This crack is one-way, not only ordinary bugs come out, but also insect queens and so on.
The only way to get rid of C'Thun once and for all is to go in and kill C'Thun.
On the other hand, there is another reason for McDonald's rejection of Fandral Staghelm: General Rajax, who killed him in front of Fandral, was the second boss in the ruins of Ahn'Qiraj. Some kind of
In a sense, this thing is the most difficult to deal with in the ruins.
If Fandral were to take power, he would surely storm the ruins with a large number of Kaldorei.
Where will the tribe deliver it then?
No matter what, McDonken will have to take the tribe to attack the temple where C'Thun is. This is really disgusting. Mr. Mc can guarantee that Thrall will not stab him in the back, but he cannot guarantee that he will not yell stupidly.
As long as when fighting C'Thun, Brainless Roar launches a suicidal attack, such as leading C'Thun's chain lightning-like eyes to the group of alliance heroes, then all the heroes of the alliance tribe will die together.
Then... the tribe will take advantage.
So no matter how much Fandral cried and begged Tyrande, no matter how helpless and furious he was, Macdonald was stuck in this road.
MacDonald was so determined that Tyrande did not dare to relax, and even Fandral was not allowed to participate in the war in his personal capacity.
The so-called personal identity is nothing, this is where his status lies. After being around for so many years, he still has thousands of die-hards.
Tyrande asked anxiously, and McDonald said: "His enemy is in the ruins of Ahn'Qiraj, and that is the tribe's stated goal. Are you sure that if a leader who does anything for revenge goes there, he will not be bribed by the tribe?"
Tyrande simply didn't dare take the risk.
The situation on the continent of Kalimdor is very delicate. If Fandral surrenders to the enemy, it will trigger a war between the Alliance and the Horde in minutes.
In this way, time came to February, with the three major insect hives in Silithus finally ascending to the sky under the iron fist sanctions of TNT.
The Alliance finally laid the rails all the way to the front of the Beetle Wall.
As for the errands required to open the door, such as chatting with the bronze dragon Anachronos, naturally there are second- and third-line heroes to run them.
During this period, Varian, who had finished cleaning Zul'Gurub, sneaked over to meet with McDonald.
"Brother, I'm done here. All the Gurubashi priests have been killed, and only some ordinary troll warriors are left to fight guerrillas with our army in various places in Zul'Gurub. However, that is a matter of time. I am asked to participate.
Ahn'Qiraj strategy?"
"No, I have an ominous premonition about the situation. You and Bolvar should pretend to be dragged to death by the trolls, and then Stormwind City will gather the troops. When I am not around, it will be up to you."
Ever since he discovered Nathanos's identity and knew that the old Yin B hiding in the dark was most likely the Forgotten version of Queen Si, McDonald has ruthlessly killed the living Queen Si. Oh, bah, he's the one who can stay at any time.
Billions of hands.
Estimating that the combat power was about the same, and there weren't many close combat positions against C'Thun, McDonald simply left Varian outside.
"What should I do?"
"That's all you are..." Mr. Mai gave the interview for ten minutes.
"I understand!"
King Wa in this life can be said to be a master (deeply) out of (suffering) a famous (poison) door (harm).
Varian is not lacking in bravery, and at the same time, he is obsessed with the god-level achievements of MacDonald, the elder brother he met in Lordaeron.
Not eager to learn, when there were enough reinforced cement concrete pipes, King Wa waved his hand and ordered to use a large number of five-ton cement block cubes to block the water systems in various areas of Zul'Gurub, coupled with the high walls of Mai's Bunker
The tactics are to separate the various districts of Zug and then encircle and suppress them one by one.
Slow is slow, but steady!
At the moment when the evil god Hakkar was killed, the Gurubashi and other trolls, who were seriously lacking in high-end weapons, were really no match for the Storm Man.
From the perspective of outsiders, the resistance of the remaining trolls is still fierce.
Otherwise, it is unexplainable. Every day, the soldiers of the Kingdom of Storm transport a large amount of military supplies into Zug, and also transport a large number of empty shell casings and wounded soldiers out.
As everyone knows, every box of cannonballs shipped in is filled with sand.
Every cart of food is full of genuine goods on the outside, provided to the troops inside, but full of sandbags on the inside to block the water system.
Then, in the name of transporting wounded soldiers, a large number of veterans were sent back to Stormwind City for medical treatment, and the new recruits were pulled into the isolated safety zone to serve as sentries.
To be honest, who has participated in the war, which veteran does not have injuries? If you just take a walk in the thorny Zugri, you will make a few cuts. It is normal to make blood dripping. Wrap them in gauze and throw them back.
Stormwind City.
No one can see the problem with this cheating method.
Even the wounded soldier will only think that his superiors are loyal enough to take the initiative to let him go back to his hometown for a holiday.
To be honest, most of this fart injury was healed before the person was transported to Stormwind City.
After coming out of the wounded soldiers camp in Stormwind City, and temporarily withholding the pension, not allowing people to leave, and providing them with good food and shelter, no one knows how many soldiers there are in the city.
Finally, Fenner Golden Sword personally led a huge Stratholme Federation fleet to wander in the waters west of Stormwind City, providing support at any time.
Everything was ready. On February 14th, the Alliance and the Horde combined, and a total of 300,000 troops were displayed on the north side of the Beetle Wall. Also arriving were representatives from Wyrmrest Temple.
Wo'jin felt quite uneasy. The Alliance's artillery troops surrounded the tribe's 100,000 troops in a semicircle from far to near.
The farthest end is the combined heavy artillery, the closer one is the self-propelled artillery, and within a thousand meters there are a large number of tanks.
The tribe also has war machines, but the [Iron Horde] uses another extremely thick armor and an oversized body, which is probably the concept of "If you can't penetrate my armor, I can run rampant".
The gaps between the giant chariots were crowded with tribal infantry.
Varok Saurfang feels normal in this situation.
This is the optimal configuration, after all, Alliance artillery has a longer range.
Of course, the premise is that the alliance does not rebel and kill the tribe.
Under the spotlight, the number one tool man, Darien, who is young and strong and not afraid of staying up late, slowly approaches the Beetle Wall.
