If Naga doesn't come to cause trouble, the rest will be easier to deal with.
Whether it's the swampstriders wandering around in Zangarmarsh's major waterways, hunting everywhere, or the sick Draenei building huts in shallow waters, they are all easier to deal with.
At this time, the Stratholme Engineer Corps was unparalleled in the world.
They spared no effort to use inferior steel bars, welded them into large iron frames, loaded them with large red rocks from the Hellfire Peninsula, and then transported them to the front line in armored vehicles.
Large cages filled with stones were pushed by bulldozers into waterways of varying depths.
You read that right, this thing is exactly the same as the operation used to close the missing embankments during the flood fighting and rescue operations in China.
There is water flow in the waterway after all. If you just throw cement and sandbags into it, it may be washed away, and it is inefficient. Just make large iron cages eight meters long, two meters wide and high, fill them with stones and smash them down.
It's the modern version of throwing a whip to cut off the flow.
If you put sandbags on it, the river will basically disappear.
The overflowing river water is then introduced into the artificial waterway prepared in advance with bulldozers. In this way, a large swamp area is forcibly filled in. It is expected that by mid-February of 2013, a bypass route to the southeast of Zangarmarsh will be opened.
The main road leads directly to Terokkar Forest.
Why do this?
It's not just that the road from Hellfire Peninsula to Terokkar is not easy to walk. It's impossible to open a road without clearing half of the forest.
Moreover, McDonough ordered the front line to frantically pave roads and build bridges. There is another reason why there is only a narrow mountain road in Zangarmarsh leading to the Nagrand area where the orcs are entrenched in the south. It would be wonderful if the Alliance intercepted this mountain pass in advance!
Both sides are competing for time!
After the tribe learned of the alliance's progress, Thrall gritted his teeth and all the elite troops of the tribe took turns to go into battle, heading south of Zangarmarsh day and night.
The landform of Zangarmarsh is quite special. The entire central and northern parts are continuous large lakes, and the east, west, and south directions are basically swamps with dense waterways.
According to this progress, the Alliance, which is fighting steadily every minute, will not be able to catch up with the Horde.
Without it, the Alliance would not be able to follow the example of the Horde, not caring about human lives.
When a soldier of the alliance dies, a pension will be paid.
Tribe...what is a pension?
At this moment, McDonald sighed after receiving the news.
Sylvanas turned around and hugged McDonald: "How about I sneak over and shoot a cold arrow?"
"Silly! I'm not questioning your ability. Does this trivial matter require the heroine of the Alliance to personally take action?"
Queen Xi was greatly impressed: "Then why are you sighing?"
"No, this move is just a bit too damaging."
Queen Xi's expression became subtle when she saw McDonald. She rolled her eyes and pretended! You keep pretending! What kind of boss or what kind of younger brother? Do you think I don't know what happened to those guys in your Trident?
Translating Queen Xi's mood, she was probably praising McDonald and the sand sculpture players as being of the same species.
Over there, in the system group, McDonald shouted: "It seems that [Cullo] is very active lately!"
Administrator: "Well, it's the seventh time I've been banned."
Not long after, something happened to the tribe.
"Report to the warchief, we have a male blood elf who fell into a well and died."
"What!?" Sal was shocked: "Let's go, take me!"
Blood elves are almost all mages. These blood elves can be said to be responsible for the appearance and magic of the tribe. Thrall has never believed in the Forsaken because he cannot guess what the Sun King wants for the tribe.
Blood elves are so precious!
If a bipedal dragon dies, Thrall's heartache is 5, then if a blood elf wizard dies, it's 250.
Sal followed the footsteps of the guards and went to the well.
As expected, he saw the blood elf archmage Rommath.
The water in the swamp is not just for drinking. Seemingly clean water often contains various parasites. Even if you boil it before drinking it like humans do, it may not be safe. Because some insect eggs hatch in high-temperature water bodies.
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The safest way is to dig wells where the land is relatively thick and use soil to filter the water. This can at least reduce most parasites.
At this time, boil the water and let it cool before drinking it, as the orc's stomach can still handle it.
Sal leaned over and looked at the body.
The deceased's death condition was very strange: his body was arched backwards, his hands and feet were tied behind his back, and the ropes on his body were tied in a tortoise-shell-like manner. It was obvious at a glance that he had been killed.
What's even more bizarre is that Romance spoke.
He was extremely sure: "They are not my men."
"Huh?" Sal was dumbfounded.
"I brought less than two hundred mages this time. I recognize every one of them. These are definitely not the Sin'dorei under my command." Not only Rommath said this, but the blood elves behind him nodded together.
"A subordinate of Kael'thas Sunstrider?"
Unexpectedly, Rommath still shook his head: "I have lived for four thousand years, and my memory is very good. I recognize all the Quel'dorei I have seen, let alone the Sin'dorei, who are even rarer in number."
So what's going on?
Sal and the others are really confused.
Since we have no losses, this matter can be regarded as a headless case.
What Thrall didn't expect was that almost every hour thereafter, he would receive news of the sudden death of a blood elf. The corpses of blood elves were scattered in almost every well.
The most bizarre thing is that the blood elves who died suddenly have similar faces.
"What's going on!?" Thrall was furious and asked the guard guarding the well.
The guard was extremely unjust: "I, we didn't know, we just heard a pop and then found the body."
This time, even Romance wasn't sure. Who can say that there won't be some evil stuff? He replaced his men and left a fake one in place, and then the genuine Master was killed and his body was buried.
Bottom of the well?
This made Romance ask his subordinates to demonstrate magic one by one. After all, appearances can be deceiving, but the level of magic cannot be fooled.
An hour later, Romance still found nothing.
The entire tribal camp was nervous, but the shamans were quite certain that there was no poison in the well water.
What a hell!
what is going on?
The battle was still going on, and the soldiers who retreated from the front wanted to rest. After some hesitation, Sal still let them drink the well water.
Not long after...
"Report to the chief, the guy who drank the well water is restless."
Thrall:???
Arriving at the scene, Sal was stunned.
Hundreds of tribal soldiers were rolling on the ground.
Some yelled "Don't kill me" and were so frightened that they peed their pants.
There are those who shout the names of orc girls and then mess around with them.
There was also one who shouted "I'm going to kill you" and kept chewing mushrooms with his fangs after being tied up.
After checking for a long time, Archdruid Hamuul* Rune Totem came to the conclusion: "Warchief, we may have been careless. These strange blood elf corpses seem to be able to cause some kind of spiritual pollution to the water body."
"ah!?"
At the same time, McDonald was a little embarrassed when he received the news that the tribal army had stopped.
"Oh, let the dirty god commit suicide by throwing himself into a well. I always feel that the druid is offline and lacks a great master!"
