Stratholme God

Chapter 240 The Meaning of Courage (1 more)
In the past, McDonald thought that after traveling through time, he would create history, but now he realizes that history is surprisingly similar.

In the original version 6.0 of the game, Alliance craftsmen refitted the Iron Horde war machines they had snatched back, and then returned them.

The current development is exactly the same.

The huge steel yo-yo has been modified to have a very sci-fi flavor, and what is displayed in front of the orc is a four-story-tall... unicycle!

That giant wheel is clearly the wheel of a giant truck used to build giant dams on Earth, but with an extra cockpit.

If you don't observe carefully from the side, you can't find it. Two wheels with a diameter of 2 meters are added to the dwarfs.With such a change, it looks a bit like a tricycle played by children on earth.

Of course, the Iron Horde modified version of the tricycle has a larger front wheel, and the proportions are very similar to the earliest bicycles.The bicycles of that era had a large front wheel and a small rear wheel.

【Alliance Version Iron Star】When it came out, the orcs were dumbfounded on the spot.

They can withstand the full-speed charge of war horses with their flesh and blood without fear, and they are helpless in the face of big wheels four stories high.

"Ah ah ah! Run!"

The morale of the orc avant-garde collapsed in an instant. They threw down the huge wooden wall and ran towards their own battle line without looking back.

This is [Steel Star]!After the wheels are added, the off-road capability explodes.

You can't just run on two legs.

After a few strokes, it was crushed by a big wheel. The tragic experience of the Arathi people last month was added to the head of the orcs in turn.

"No!"

"Mother--"

"Ancestor, bless... vomit!"

It doesn't matter if you are a big muscle tyrant, or a super orc who blasted a toilet with one punch, all beings are equal under the steamroller!
When it is crushed, it immediately becomes a squashed moldy meat burger.

As the saying goes, under every roller of a roller is an entrance to a two-dimensional world.I hope these orcs go to another world and become green...grass slimes!

The scene of being crushed by the Iron Star roller was so cruel, but the sand sculpture players were so excited that they screamed again and again.

[A pig who loves to read]: "The barrage on the port side is weak! Go, go!"

[Dark Radiance Before Dawn]: "High energy ahead, this is not a drill!"

The entire battlefield can be described as a series of links.

When the mortar swarms burned the orc tanks to almost the same extent, the orc's air defenses weakened again.The Sand Sculpture player drives the Griffin again, and swoops towards the Orc side to play 'Lion Tuka'.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

The consequences of a losing streak are here.

If you fight thousands of miles and get one victory after another, that's okay.

However, it is retreating thousands of miles now!

From Lordaeron to Quel'Thalas, to Hillsbrad Foothills, to Arathi Highlands, to the Wetlands, to Elwynn Forest.

As a result of retreating all the way, the upper limit of the morale of the orcs was invisibly cut again and again.

The griffins had just dropped an asphalt bomb. Although they had been replenished and came again with bombs, the strength of the griffins was limited after all. After dropping this wave of 250-pound aerial bombs, it was almost time to rest.

Orcs don't know wow!

Many orcs ignored the roars of the centurion and centurion, and started running without looking back.

This caused chaos in the orc formation.

Even Orgrim's own hardcore Blackrock orcs are showing signs of instability.

"Great chief, retreat!" Varok suggested despite his reluctance.

"Withdraw? Where can I withdraw?" Orgrim grinned at the corner of his mouth, revealing a wry smile.

Kagraz said that this is the last time the Dark Portal will be opened this year.

Retire, it's not impossible.

To retreat, but to seek death!
East Elwynn Forest is the last remaining fertile hunting ground in the orc-controlled area.The rest of the Redridge Mountains are relatively barren, the Swamp of Sorrows is not suitable for orc activities, and the 'Bursted Lands' is even more barren and has little prey.

There is still half of the Twilight Forest, well, just go in and wait to be killed by the elf ranger!

Once they retreat again, without the alliance attacking, the remaining hundreds of thousands of orcs will all starve to death.

"Blow the horn! Raise the battle flag of the great chief! Let's charge!" Orgrim roared, and his abundant lung capacity made him burst into an extremely shocking roar.

Next to the great chief, all the orc bosses and personal guards were panting heavily.

"We will follow the warchief to the death!" Varok raised his battle ax high.

"Ooooh!" Beastmaster Rexxar and his battle pet roared at the same time.

Kagraz raised her weapon and flicked it, a bright and hot flame immediately lingered on her weapon.Her actions are the best response.

"Lok'Tar-Ogar!" The roar of hundreds of thousands of orcs shook the entire battlefield.

Seeing the Great Chief's battle flag flying against the current, the orcs who had already started to flee stopped one after another. After the chaotic eyes experienced a brief daze, they gritted their teeth fiercely. He even bit his lips so hard that blood flowed out.

After throwing away their weapons, they just picked up random things on the ground.

It can be a weapon discarded by other orcs, it can be a thick branch, or it can be a stone, even in the end, they still have their own sharp claws.

Every orc roared hoarsely, and rushed towards the alliance battle line not far away.

This scene made Alsace who was watching the battle very puzzled: "The orcs have no hope of winning, why do they..."

McDonnell said, "If it were you, what would you do when the outer walls of Lordaeron fell and the orcs broke through the gate of the palace?"

Alsace was taken aback. Although he remembered that McDonald had taught that an excellent commander should obtain all the elements of victory in advance, but when will it really happen?

"Standing to die, or kneeling to die?"

McDonald's words were like a hammer, beating Alsace's heart hard.

When the shattered scenes flashed in the conception, the young prince made his decision.

"I'm standing!"

That's—an unshakable oath!

"Very good." McDonald smiled and patted Alsace on the shoulder: "You already understand the meaning of courage."

If the live teaching of the Grand Duke of Stratholme to his prince made people smile, the next move of the Grand Duke personally confirmed his words.

McDonnell patted the iron plate of the command vehicle and informed the commander: "Blow the horn! Raise the flag! Go slowly! I want all Union soldiers to see that their general is with them."

"Woooooo-"

On the battlefield, the marching horn of the alliance sounded at the same time.

Of course, the most dazzling one is Lothar's handsome flag.

The flying lion flag with golden lace on the blue background attracted everyone's attention.

Even McDonnell couldn't help feeling a surge of blood in his chest.

"As expected of Lothar! The gun doors are fully opened, and the soldiers push forward! We will use iron and fire to tell those damned orcs what is [there is no way to survive, and the army is defeated like a mountain]!"

(End of this chapter)