The Giant Crow Legion is raised by a tribe of crows that Nao Zu once subdued, and there are not many of them. In the past www.biquge.info and a half, even after the catalysis of the Divine Kingdom Science and Technology Research Institute, there are only two or three thousand. At this time, it was overwhelming, but it was also powerful.

Two or three thousand giant crows, what else can they do besides being scary?

Twenty or thirty thousand, two or three hundred thousand, two or three million is about the same! But that is far beyond the scope of the technical strength of the Institute of Science and Technology in the Kingdom of God!

In Ling Qi's kingdom of gods, not to mention the fairyland, there are a lot of powers, and if he rebels, he can beat all the demigods alive hundreds of times.

The local part of the Kingdom of God has joined the Blue Dragon, and the guardians left by the Titans have joined, and now there is some improvement.

However, the research institute of science and technology, like the narrow region, can only play a limited effect, and it is extremely weak.

Of course, this is related to Ling Qi's stingy investment, otherwise a lot of manpower and material resources will be smashed down, and its usefulness will definitely be more than that.

It can only be an ordinary mutant creature now, and it is a fantasy to copy and resurrect legendary creatures.

What the research institute can do now, the immortal power can easily do, and what the immortal power can do, the research institute can't do, which is also the biggest reason why Ling Qi is too lazy to develop!

The only advantage of the Institute of Science and Technology is that it has a wide range of applications and consumes less, and it does not need to invest too much energy at all.

It's just that this power, which can still form the main force in the Lord of the Rings plane, has now become a pure addition.

Thousands of giant crows are placed on the flat ground, and a round of dives can also affect the troops of thousands of people and hit morale.

When you meet an elite knight, you are afraid that you will not even be able to tear the opponent's armor, so you will simply commit suicide by hitting the wall. After all, they seem to be several times larger than ordinary crows, but their strength is there, and any qualified archer can shoot them with a few arrows.

Now falling on the sea, in the fleet of people who have been attacked by giant whales, they have the ability to create chaos, but they are not small!

Ling Qi didn't want to watch it anymore, the scene of flesh and blood flying, the scene of some soldiers covering their hollow* eyes and howling miserably, was really miserable.

He didn't show any compassion, but he didn't think there would be any suspense in the outcome.

How is that possible?

As the first fireball flew up, with the sound of cannons, with the rain of arrows, and as the legends and heroes erupted with unimaginable power, it was only a matter of time before the dual attack of the sea and the sky was broken.

Even the effective damage that the giant crow and the blue whale can do will be much smaller than the seemingly catastrophic scene.

This is a fantasy world, as long as you don't die on the spot, the priests have a way to restore your basic combat power in a short time.

This is the World of Warcraft, and the physical fitness of ordinary people is the same as that of beasts. The per capita physical fitness of humans may not be as good as that of orcs under a sky, but they are much better than people in most other planes!

Even if you fall into the sea, even if you can't swim, this is definitely a life and death for ordinary people, but for people in this world, even if you sink to the bottom, you may be able to rescue it while it's hot.

But this is enough, this level of appetizers can already make the guests very satisfied, and this is a subversive blow to the morale of the allies!

If you really want to completely annihilate this group of Alliance soldiers, the Blue Dragon or the Frost Dragon Legion can just release one, and there will be no suspense at all if you attack head-on, so why bother with these vain attacks!

But the only result of doing so is to scare all the later generations into shrinking their eggs.

What Ling Qi wants is to hit morale, to anger people, to make people disappointed, but not to completely despair!

The army in this situation is the most terrifying, but it is also the most in line with Ling Qi's needs.

With the strength of Northrend, there is no need to consider the problem of the enemy's outbreak at all. A Deathwing eruption might have levelled Northrend, and if these soldiers erupted, they would be no different from their dysfunction in front of an army of heroes and legends.

If the first army is destroyed soon, the subsequent enemy will surely find that he is facing a mountain and will move forward cautiously. And before that, they will shout slogans and rush to the sands of death in the name of revenge!

When Ling Qi left, his eyes swept over the sea, and he happened to see a Viking man, using magic props that obviously did not belong to this world, to hold up an invisible air shield in the sea, not only allowing himself to face the crazy blue whale, but also to shelter the dozens of sailors around.

Ling Qi smiled faintly, and volleyed a light towards the seemingly invisible but extremely tough barrier!

By the time he had flown away in Sindagosa to another bay, the battle on the battlefield was nearing its end, and a dozen huge whale carcasses were floating on the red-stained sea, dotted with countless black spots, and Admiral Dalin*, who was inexplicably angry after boarding the new ship.

Ling Qi's new destination, just opposite the Gulf of Ice Floes, across the vast frozen continent, is located in two drooping horns in Northrend.

The orcs had successfully reached Northrend while the Alliance forces were in mourning, and landed unhindered.

The tribe and the alliance have said that they will not cooperate with each other, and they will fight when they meet. In fact, when it comes to big events, there is often a potential tacit understanding, although everyone refuses to admit it!

If the two troops meet each other, it depends on the character of the commander, and if they meet the doves, they may not be able to get along. And if you run into such a typical hawk as Dai Lin, don't say anything, do it first!

In the Borean Tundra, Malygos, the guardian of the magic net under Ling Qi's seat, once carved out a secret place here, called the Magic Ring in Dragon language, located in the northwest of the Borean Tundra, so Ling Qi is no stranger to this place.

God and servants share memories, so there are no secrets in God's eyes.

The location where the orcs landed happened to be the Rift Whip Coast of the Borean Tundra, quite far from the Magic Ring in Khodara, but it was a very suitable place to build a port fortress, which shows that the leader was very strategic.

The scale of this orc army is very large, the orc clan alone has the three major clans of Shadow Song, Dragon Throat, and Shadow Moon joining, and the warriors of the three clans together have more than 3,800 people, and the size of the entire army is as high as 8,000 people, which is more than the people of the alliance!

Orcs are no better than humans, and their reproductive ability is far less than what humans imagine, like weeds, cutting stubble after stubble, killing endlessly. They have been suppressed by the Alliance for many years, and have only recently recovered slightly under the leadership of Saar, and their total population is still less than a third of the Alliance's population.

A single kingdom of human beings will not be able to break their bones if they send five or six thousand people, and the combined forces of the entire tribe are probably less than 20,000!

Of course, this refers to the regular army of the tribe, and almost every qualified orc warrior can single-handedly take on a human knight.

The elite warriors of the orcs, or the ordinary warriors of the minotaurs, can rival even the best knights.

The criterion for a human knight to pass or not is whether he can fight a heavily armed orc infantry!

If you can't fight, that's a cavalry, and if you can fight, you're a knight, and if you can defeat or even kill, you're an elite knight.

And the standard of orc warriors is often to slaughter mammoths and even some wurms!

So in addition to the top powerhouses, the strength of ordinary orcs is indeed generally stronger than that of humans, ordinary adult orcs have close to cutting-edge combat power, a little training is a human sharp, qualified training is elite, and the warriors of the minotaur are generally around the warrior level!

This kind of strength even made Ling Qi too lazy to send a garbage force to test it, because it was meaningless.

Of course, orcs also have their own weaknesses, they are almost idiots when it comes to magic, few orcs can learn spells, even wizards, warlocks, and even shamans are the noble profession of the tribe. There are no more than twenty known orc shamans, and the most famous and powerful of them are the current tribal leaders Thrall and Gouyle, who have passed the elemental trial.

Ling Qi didn't send a motley army to harass the tribal coalition forces, which didn't mean that he didn't prepare appetizers for them.

Lady Dead Whisperer has broken the coffins of the orcs in advance, ready to sing a song of death and withering.

On the Cracked Whip Coast, nearly a hundred huge orc ships, with the rough style unique to beasts, docked near the shore in the salty sea breeze, and lowered their heavy anchors to prevent them from running aground.

One by one, the small sampans left the battleship, and the orc soldiers of ten or twenty began to land.

Varok Sarufar, who was looking down on all this, roared to Garosh Hell, the son of his friend, and said lightly:

"Look, this will be another stronghold for the tribe. And this continent will definitely become a colony of the tribe within ten years!"

Listening to the bold words of the High Overseer Sarufar, Garosh only felt his heart boiling, but his heart moved, and he suddenly said in the same faint tone:

"You're right, but don't forget, Chief Thrall has listened to the humans and the raven. This expedition is to avert future disasters!"

"So, we are not here for conquest, but for peace!"

Garrosh resented his father's plight, and although it did not make him completely deviate from the education and philosophy he had received since childhood, he also felt a little resentful of the chieftain, whom he had always respected very much.

And for the people of the Alliance, especially those elves, he hated them to death, and he was even more indifferent to Sal's obviously dovish claims.

Although many people think that Grom's ending is self-inflicted, he has swallowed the blood of demons excessively, and has completely blackened and suffered by himself.

His killing spree also brought disaster to the tribe.

Only Garrosh knew that his father was only sacrificing himself for the tribe again and again, doing what someone had to do again and again.

Because of his own experience, Thrall believed that the Alliance and the Horde could coexist peacefully, but Garosh did not agree with this fallacy, and even considered it a betrayal at all.