The 600mm Karma cannon blasted into the Hellfire City Wall, easily blasting open the solid wall that the orcs had worked hard for countless days and nights.
In the face of the absolute destructive power, the thick and wide blue bricks were as crispy as wafer biscuits and were easily smashed.
The various huge beast fangs on the city walls, towers, and arrow stacks now became the reminders of the orc soldiers. They mixed with the fragments of the cannonballs and wantonly cut into the bodies of the evil orcs that had little protection.
The living habits of these primitive and savage evil orcs are no different from the orcs of the first Dark Portal back then. However, they are stronger in strength, more fearless of death, and... irritable!
It's a pity that even the enemy can't see it, so what if they are angry?
This is a one-sided massacre!
Using military telescopes and the surveillance observation of the Mage's Eye, Alsace could clearly see that the enemies at the top of the city rushed out like fools, and then fell down row after row like wheat cut by a scythe.
Until the gate at the top of the city is blocked, or there are no more orcs left inside.
"Tch! That's it?" Arthas curled his lips disdainfully: "If there had been such firepower back then, the orcs wouldn't have been able to kill them out of the Southern Continent."
"It's a pity that the Duke of Stratholme is not from the Kingdom of Stormwind!" Rarely, Reginald Windsor actually joined in on this topic.
The second fool didn't even think about it and refuted it on the spot: "He belongs to our Lo... Stratholme Federation!"
"Yes, yes! Your Excellency, the Alliance Leader, is a blessing to the alliance!"
A small quarrel did not affect the relationship between the two parties.
Artillery shells were still pouring down like raindrops, and most of the small and medium-caliber artillery were used to wash the ground. The really vicious ones were the Karl cannon and the Gustav cannon.
"Bang!"
Often when a huge cannonball falls, a large blockhouse or castle collapses. The flying dust that feels like it rolls straight into the sky can be clearly seen several kilometers away.
It's not like the orcs didn't organize a counterattack.
At the beginning, they fought a few battles where they looked extremely heroic, but in fact they were delivering food.
Alsace adopted a close-range attack tactic, using [Dongfeng] and [Whirlwind] anti-aircraft guns in conjunction with mortars, creating a pocket formation.
The metal storm, as dense as splashing water, tore through the bodies of these evil orcs as easily as tearing silk.
These days, when even the tribes are using skirmish lines, these seemingly more powerful evil orcs ended up leaving behind about 50,000 to 60,000 corpses.
To put it into perspective, none of them retreated. As many as they fought out of Hellfire Citadel died in front of the battle.
If it were still the cold weapon duel of the old days, I don't know how many people in the alliance would have to die to stop these violent demonized orcs.
After no more orcs came out to die, Alsace was not anxious at all. He waved his hand and let the artillery take turns to go into battle. All the small and medium-caliber artillery ceased fire for maintenance, leaving only Karl Cannon and Gustav to regularly demolish houses.
It takes seven days to dismantle it!
The blast was so intense that not a single orc building within sight was intact!
"I don't care how aggrieved the leader of the orcs is, as long as I'm happy," Arthas said proudly. This performance made McDonald furious.
Are the two idiots wrong?
That’s right!
If we play steadily, the alliance will have fewer casualties.
Moreover, he also gave enough time for Luo Ning and Kaizi to slowly study the Dark Door, and at least find a way to control the door in the hands of the alliance, instead of the devil opening it whenever he wants and closing it whenever he wants.
Towards the public, he is impeccable.
If you are selfish, just suffocate McDonald to death.
"Gan! If you don't catch a big wave of ss quickly, I won't be able to attack!" McDonald was so aggrieved.
Mai also discovered a sad possibility: maybe nothing would happen to him in the entire Outland War.
Who is the King of Outland now?
An egg!
Illidan had a fight with Arthas in history. In the end, Arthas was superior and injured Illidan and won.
Alsace's popularity is inseparable from his extremely powerful force.
You know, Arthas was still not fully integrated with Ner'zhul and gained all the power of the Lich King. He beat Illidan with a [Frostmourne] that didn't fully release his power.
Today's Alsace is probably not as strong as it was in history, but it can't be any weaker!
A [Hand of Savras* Firelord Ragnaros] is not necessarily much worse than an incomplete version of [Frostmourne].
And how much stronger is Illidan?
It's really not that much stronger, it just absorbs a little bit of Goudan's power and adds a little bit of evil energy.
Qualitative change is really out of the question.
As the saying goes, beat the young and the old will come.
The cheap brother-in-law Er Fool is too powerful, so without the boss like McDonald, nothing will happen.
The entire alliance would probably be happy to see a partial army dispatched to sweep across the outer lands.
"Hey, my butterfly is so awesome that it has become a fault?" McDonald broke into a cold sweat.
What else can he do if he stays in the Keep of the Cursed Land?
In addition to being the captain of the transportation team, you should also be a humanoid stamping machine.
No, after finishing the paperwork, a Greek queen leaned against the door with her charming eyes.
"Hey, McDonald, you...seem to have a lot of free time today."
"No, no, no, I'm actually very busy." McDonald looked decisively at the desktop to see if there were any official documents that had not yet been reviewed. When he picked them up, he realized that he was afraid of trouble and had set standards before, leaving the unimportant documents behind.
The right to review documents was left to the two tools, Lor'themar and Barthras.
Gan! Am I digging a hole for myself?
"Very busy?" Queen Xi narrowed her eyes, and there seemed to be water overflowing from the narrow slits in her eyes.
"This is the office, let's talk about business." Mai panicked and decisively changed the topic.
"Okay! Let's get down to business!" Queen Xi walked over on a catwalk, gently took out a document and pointed to the regulations on it.
McDonald's eyes widened and he looked at it. Isn't this exactly the document he ordered?
Queen Xi read out in a measured voice:
"The Stratholme Federation strongly encourages citizens to have three children. Although adults are still considered to be 18 years old, the age of sexual consent is 14 years old. Then, in the name of military control, power outages and heating are implemented in residential areas after 9 p.m.
Facilities are counted separately, and all entertainment facilities are prohibited. All entertainment venues are only allowed to provide services to minors for a maximum of one hour between 8 pm and 9 pm every Friday, Saturday, and Sunday.”
When she read this, Macdonald was already sweating on his forehead.
"Dear Grand Duke of Stratholme, you are asking people to have three children all day long. Shouldn't you set an example yourself first?"
What else can McDonald's do?
"Can we talk about the military?"
"Okay!" Queen Xi took out her famous gun [No. 1, used by the royal family of Stratholme] very skillfully, and licked her tongue: "I'm quite satisfied with this [vertical grip]!"
