Approaching the crossroads, on the steep slope leading to the fortress of New Furyfang, the defenders saw a strong wind mixed with a pillar whirring towards them.

They barely had time to lower their heads when they heard a loud bang.

In this way, a large sieve-like steel pillar crashed into the pillbox on the side of the steep slope, like a cannonball.

The bunker, which had not yet completely dried the cement, suddenly made a series of "click" sounds. Thanks to the steel support inside, it did not break like the old brick and wood bunker and collapsed on the spot.

Actually, it's pretty much the same.

The three-storey bunker resembles a folded human leg, and the upper two floors are bent at 90 degrees from the ground, except that the steel bars of decent quality are tied to the upper floors, and a large number of cement blocks fall down in a "slump".

It turned out that several soldiers on the top floor screamed and fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

In the next second, another net-like steel pillar was thrown over, this time to the bunker on the other side.

The tragedy is much the same.

The human defenders on the high slope watched this scene in amazement, and sitting on the innermost five-story bunker of the fortress, McDonald finally had a rough estimate of the strength of the comer.

"This power is comparable to that of an elite ogre!"

It is not uncommon for an orc who has been knocked with demonic blood to have a ton of destructive power with an axe.

Ordinary ogres with only one head have most of their arm strength between one and two tons. The two-headed ogre of the bunker has a destructive power of three or five tons with a stick, which is not unusual at all.

The difficulty is the difficulty, the speed of that guy just now!

I didn't see it clearly the first time, but on the second time, I could already see that it was an extremely burly green-skinned orc.

Seeing the wolf guarding him, it was not difficult to deduce that he should have been the wolf in the lead, rushed to the bottom of the steep slope, and when he got off the wolf, he lifted the steel bar used to delay the orcs, and threw it over without saying a word.

By orc standards, this power is outrageous.

McDonald saw with his own eyes that one of the defenders had shot a bed bolt at the cargo.

Guess what happened?

Just as the bolt was about to hit the guy's chest, a gust of wind broke in front of the object.

A black battle axe, larger than McDonald's body, knocked the ballista away with a "dang".

The strength of an elite or even a chieftain-level ogre, the agility of a top orc warrior......

It's just that Madondon thinks he's yelling at him.

Not!

[Blood Roar] The hooked elephant trunk-like shape, it is impossible for someone to admit that it is wrong.

"Who is he?"

It is impossible for a peerless powerhouse of this level to be nameless.

When the third bunker built along the steep slope was smashed by the opponent with a peerless brute force throwing steel columns, the morale of the human army inevitably wavered.

McDonald snapped his fingers in a dashing manner, and the mortar was immediately arranged.

Can't wait!

If such a fierce brother breaks through the gates of the new fortress, such a monster will be difficult to contain in close combat. Especially when there is not a single top hunk around McDonald.

"Puff puff!" The dull sound was followed by a bombardment.

Mortars, calibrated in advance, fell on steep slopes one after another.

McDonaln breathed a sigh of relief: Even if you are a yelling father, as long as you don't hide, you will at least be blown up this time.

20 rounds of large-caliber mortars, even if the [Warrior] opens the shield wall, it is enough to choke.

"My lord, times have changed!" McDonald said lightly.

When Liadline next to her heard this, she burst out laughing on the spot, laughing wildly.

Cough! A good figure is a dimensionality reduction blow, and if you wear a priest's white robe, it can also remind me of white silk.

Alas, sins and sins!

O man!

Don't set up flags during the day!

There is retribution for talking nonsense.

In front of Mai, the green-skinned orc once again shocked all the Alliance defenders.

I must admit that the cement of the new bunker has not yet dried out, but you are too fierce!

The cargo jumped five meters away with a 'small jump', thinking that he would roll continuously in an attempt to avoid the shelling, but who knows that this thing's thinking is different from ordinary people?

He was in a pair of large hands, and he pulled hard at a half-collapsed bunker.

In the vision of the telescope, you can clearly see that the muscles of his arms are blowing like a blow, and the violent aesthetics of [real * devil muscle man] have been vividly brought into play at this moment.

With the crisp explosion of "Dangdang", the steel bars that originally used as a support to support this reinforced concrete bunker were actually torn apart by the huge force of this legendary Beamon beast.

If the current steel bars of the alliance were welded to death by electric welding, perhaps there would be no miracles.

But it's not!

At this point in time, Azeroth doesn't have batteries or alternating current.

The steel bars used by the Stratholme Engineer Regiment are all inferior crude steel, and most of the places that should have been welded to death are bent with hammers to make a form similar to buckles, and the steel bars are twisted into a cylindrical mesh as the core frame of the prototype pillbox.

So, under the attention of more than 10,000 people, the humanoid green-skinned monster tore off a piece of paper like a piece of paper, and forcibly tore off a large curved cement wall like a curtain wall to block his head.

"Boom, boom!"

Despite the excitement of the mortar shells, McDonaln didn't even need the famous "smoke and no damage" theory to know that the thing was fine!

There are N types of mortars, and the only ones that do not exist are armor-piercing shells.

Small-caliber high-explosive shells that fall down are not very effective against the enemy hiding in fortifications.

"Serijek! Braumux! Kill that guy—" McDonald's angry roar woke up the two 'Apocalypse Knights' who had been waiting in the square!

"Yes! My lord—" Without hesitation, the couple galloped through a small crack in the open door of the fortress, and then slaughtered them out.

As expected, the monster was fine.

As soon as the shelling stopped, he held up the crumbling outer wall of the bombed pillbox as an oversized shield and strode towards the fortress door.

Seeing the golden glow of Seriyak and the shimmering arcane brilliance of Braumus, the green monster under the façade smiled hideously.

The huge outer wall, like a flying shield, swirled with a terrible wind, and threw it at Serijek.

The two 'Knights of the Apocalypse' were stupid, and at the last moment, they pulled the reins and jumped on their horses.

Didn't quite dodge!

Both BMWs were tragically broken legs and fell to the ground with a miserable hiss.

Braumus rolled on the ground and fired a few arcane missiles at the guy, only to be blocked by a concrete wall and charged at her.

Unable to sit back and watch the orc hero rush towards his lover like this, Seriyak rushed forward like a car with his mantis arm, blocked an axe with his shield, and the next second the whole person was blown away like a cannonball.

"I'll go!" Antonidas couldn't stand it anymore after all.

The gap in strength is too obvious!

If this continues, the two knights will only be tortured and killed.

Bitter Winter –

It seems to have come in an instant!

The temperature around me dropped by more than 20 degrees.

However, this was only a matter of a moment, and in the next moment, the extreme cold was restrained between the palms of Lao Anzi's hands.

What a powerful Frost Elemental Mastery is required!?

The extreme cold just now was not an illusion, and in the next second, all the ice elements turned into dots of light and dissipated in the palm of his hand, and when he reappeared, the seemingly invincible orc two hundred meters away had been wrapped in a large lump of ice lumps, like a tumbler.

With this ability alone, he is worthy of the name of the Archmage.

However, Lao Anzi's pretense only lasted for three seconds.

An even more swift figure leaped high from a distance, and smashed the ice cage of Lao Anzi with an axe.

Roaring daddy appears!

"Garrosh! You okay!? ”

As soon as he snorted, McDonald knew that the world line must have changed!