Chapter 97: A Gift to the Great Chief
If this bullshit air battle group was directly under Anduin's command, he would definitely shit these guys on the spot.
On the first day of these guys' reports, [Chu Jiayun] explained to Lothar, "We are not subordinate to the Duke of Stratholme, we are purely hired mercenaries." The demise of humanity has nothing to do with us. We promise not to target the members of the Alliance. Please don't have unrealistic illusions about our discipline. β
I only promise to fight once a day, and if I have more, I will have to add money, and people may not agree.
Anduin is so bitter!
This is the bitterness of the quasi-single commander.
Where did he get the money and power?
But that's okay, since the fall of the wall of Soladin, the two kings of Alterac and Gilneth have stopped acting, and they show their skills as a 'great onmyoji', and all kinds of yin and yang weird little means, which is annoying.
There is no need to talk about the effort, and the benefits are all wanted!
Anduin endured it.
His only consolation is that McDonald is nice to the remnants of the storm.
After settling down, the remnants of the storm have taken the initiative to join the army, and now they have begun to form the second legion of the storm, with Gavinrad Doom, a knight of the Stormwind Kingdom and a third-generation paladin, in charge of being the commander of the legion.
McDonald paid for his military salaries and equipment, and not even a single Stratholme was inserted into the new legion, and the second legion was all Stormwind Kingdom people, and he made it clear from the beginning that he did not want control of this army.
This kind of selflessness and noble sentiment made Anduin and other old ministers deeply admired.
Looking at the drowsy night sky, Anduin sighed, "Do you want a Duke of Storm?" Is there a title of nobility that is more worthless than the Duke of Stormwind? Well, Stormgard's doesn't seem to be worth much. β
Anyway, with this group of somewhat unreliable griffon knights, there seems to be hope again.
Rubbing his eyebrows, Anduin could only comfort Clara: "Lieutenant Light Feather, I understand the situation, I will leave the affairs of these guys to Major General Stratholme to deal with." β
Clara was a little dissatisfied, so she could only give an alliance salute and then retreat.
Tulayan leaned over: "Your Excellency, it seems that the old way can only be done. β
Tulayan knew what was going on with the [Trident] troops, and the easiest way to control this unruly and uncontrolled army was to let it become an independent army.
Anduin: "That's all there is to it. β
Tulayan: "Now, our issue is how to control the orcs, not let them mess around in the winter, and preferably let them attack Dalaran. β
Now facing the three kingdom capitals of the orc soldiers, Dalaran is the most ideal.
King Eden of Alterac is stingy and no one knows what he thinks, King Jean Greymane of Gilneth and his vassals are severely isolated, and only Dalaran is generous and willing to accept outsiders. Besides, the more than 100 high and low mage towers are Dalaran's greatest confidence.
These mage towers, which can hoard and gather elements, are the almost endless source of magic for the mage. As long as the mana consumed does not exceed the maximum recovery limit of the Mage Tower, the Mage can spend it with you until he dies of old age.
Especially the tallest archmage towers, a legion-level magic can smash out, and an army of thousands of people can be wiped out. These mage towers can also cover each other.
At this time, Anduin didn't know that one day Dalaran could fly away and achieve a true integration of offense and defense.
Anyway, the Kenrito Council doesn't mind smashing the main orc force, and Anduin certainly uses this premise to draw up the battle goal. Unexpectedly, someone helped him do it.
"Report! One of the guys in the [Barbatos Air Combat Regiment] has successfully taunted Orgrim, and the main force of the orcs is advancing towards Dalaran! "Herald report.
"Huh? What did he do? Anduin was shocked.
As soon as he left the headquarters, he saw a huge flag with black stripes on a red background the size of a double bed.
Tulayan leaned over: "This is the battle flag of the Blackstone Clan!" The guy 'raided' Orgrim's team with the griffon, and snatched the flag from the ......"
"Good thing! What a good thing! This matter must be reported to the whole army......" Before Anduin finished speaking, he noticed that Tulayan looked constipated, and immediately realized that there was another moth, and hurriedly lowered his voice: "What did that guy do?" β
After Tulayan whispered, Anduin's whole person was not well.
Half an hour ago, the two teasers of [Childhood Plum Green Ru] and [Junchen Tianya] flew for a long time, causing the griffins to stop eating meat twice, and finally found the main force of Orgrim's Blackstone Clan in the northwest near Nanhai Town.
Originally, [Junchen] was going to give Ogrim a gift, but it turned out that [Childhood Plum] had to see [Junchen] make a fool of himself, and then a group of melon-eating people were idle, and they became interested when they heard it, and finally became more than 30 griffins acting collectively.
That's why it's so boring.
The process is even more fucked up!
[Junchen Tianya]: "Rushing ducks!" In the name of a new type of personβ"
[Childhood Plum Green Ru]: "Kill the duck!" Bet on Tom's (Top Gun) faceβ"
The two guys rushed to the front, and a group of melon-eating people rode griffins to follow, and thirty griffons shrank their wingspans to the minimum, and swooped down from the sky with an almost kamikaze momentum, not to mention, the momentum was quite amazing!
The yellow and white figures tore through the atmosphere, and the loud hiss of the griffin resounded through the sky.
The entire Blackstone camp was alarmed.
However, the orcs had nothing to do, and when a few dragon-throated orcs patrolling were shot down by a few arrows from the melon-eating crowd, the defense of the entire airspace instantly zeroed.
Orcs who advocate hand-to-hand combat, their ranged weapons are too urgent.
Thousands of orcs could only hold metal axes and hammers and watch as the two guys attacked their big chieftain.
"Want my head? Come onβ" Orgrim, who had just stepped out of the tent, roared as he raised the Hammer of Destruction.
At this moment, two strange "poofs!" suddenly came from the sky. Burst! Sound.
As the most bouncing man among the orcs, Grom*Hellroar was driven by [Fury], leaping ten meters high, [Blood Roar] slashed over, and met the first bomb.
Grom said to himself: "Great Chief, there is only so much more I can help you.
However, the second 'bomb' still hit Orgrim accurately.
Almost at the same time, as soon as the weapon touched the thing, the two orcs realized that it didn't feel right.
The next moment, their bodies were unharmed at all, but the guards around them were all pinching their noses and being ten meters away from them.
"Hahahaha!" The sky was filled with the wanton laughter of human knights.
They mercilessly set fire to the torches, then slapped their butts and walked away.
"Those bastards! I'm going to kill themβ" Daddy is furious!
Grom, who was covered in filth, pulled his friend by the hand: "No! Humans just want to provoke us. Remember! Humans are cunning, and what they want us to do, we can't just do. β
Back in Dalaran, the great heroes [Junchen Tianya] and [Qingmei Luru] found themselves locked up.
"Why should we be concerned? We are surrendering, not surrendering! β
"That's right! Blizzard's official mission, why should we take the blame? β
In the latter sentence, [Junchen] was automatically silenced by the system as soon as he said it.
"Hahahaha!" Outside the confinement room, a group of sand sculpture players almost burst into laughter.
These two guys seem to be right.
In some cases, you may not know that Warcraft 8.0, the Tiragad Strait of Kurtiras, has a mission in Liberty Town, which requires players to control a large parrot to fly towards the pirates.
Well, a task full of flavor.
It's a pity that they were punished in the parallel world, and the crime is [Affecting the image of the alliance (city)!] γγ