Carlos's plan wasn't complicated.

To put it bluntly, it is the set of Ming Xiu plank road darkness Chen Cang, although Azeroth does not have Chen Cang.

The terrain of the Dark Swamp dictates a regular route, and you can only follow the edge of the mountain range, and it doesn't make much sense to rely on a small force to cross the swamp and play special sneaks.

So Stoneard became the sad place of the Union. The road was already difficult to navigate, and there was such a fortress armed to the teeth stuck there, and the alliance could not penetrate it at all.

If you can't go deeper, the materials can't be transported, the personnel can't be used, and the numerical advantage of the alliance can't play its due role.

So that's why Tulayan and Ogrim have been in a stalemate for more than a year.

Carlos wants more than just the orcs entrenched in the Dark Swamp, he wants control of the Dark Gate.

This determined that the attack on Stoneard had only tactical significance for Carlos, and had no strategic value.

Storm Stoned, gather all the living forces of the orcs to the front line of Stoneard, and then rely on siege equipment to open a path to the dark gate in the dark swamp, bypassing the main force of the orcs to control the dark gate first, and then turn around and annihilate the orcs.

This is Carlos's wishful thinking.

So, it's enough to have those dozens of RTX-440 and RX-75.

But which traverser can endure the dual charm of multi-riveting and giant robots.

No, what man should be able to resist the romance of pure men and the brilliance of human nature?

No, men who don't want to drive a Gundam are mentally emasculated waste!

Carlos was convinced of this, and the king of Alterac was convinced that if General Tulayan experienced the thrill of driving a steel tank, he would help him smooth out the shortfall of the 1.76 million gold coins.

"This lever is forward, this lever is backward, the left pedal is right steering, and the right pedal is left steering. Yes, release the handbrake, step on the clutch, butt hard, your seat is the hydraulic throttle device, push the forward lever, go you ~~~~"

"It's okay, turn off the engine, it's normal, which old driver dares to blow him on the road of life without extinguishing the fire. Tulayan, come, take a deep breath, adjust your sitting position, and we'll do it again. Step on the clutch, butt hard, push forward the lever, and walk you~~~~"

With the final commissioning of the steel tank RMV-1, 5,000 light infantry armed with straw sandals and twelve RX-75s escorted the behemoth RMV-1 to the depart.

The alarm of a large number of swamp perching birds and the ripples of muddy water vibrated that the orcs didn't need to look to know that the alliance was coming again.

On one side of the mountain, more than two hundred high-ranking knights of the Silver Hand Knights marched forward on foot, and the orcs would be in charge of the small-scale ambush of the Orcs. On the other side of the swamp, the light infantrymen armed only with cuirass and helmets were surprised to find that the monstrous straw sandals the size of three soles actually had the ability to walk in the swamp mud. These light infantry, armed mainly with muskets and crossbows, were responsible for guarding the weak points of the steel tank clusters.

This was the first time in a war that an alliance army had abandoned its melee capabilities and relied entirely on long-range firepower against the enemy.

First to take the position were the twelve RX-75s piloted by the dwarves and dwarves. These guys who are produced under the guiding ideology of the doctrine of big bombing are simply sorry for the name tank.

The steel plate is less than two centimeters thick, and the fierce men within the alliance can easily chop it, not to mention the arms and legs of the orcs. But at the expense of defense, these small-sized artillery-resistant RX-75s turned the orc observation post on the outskirts of Stoned into a stinky mud pond with a single salvo.

"Switch the firing position, the foundation is unstable, and if you fire another shot, you should sink in."

The dwarf commander stuck out his head to look at the situation of the tracks, and decisively made a judgment and gave an order.

The orcs did not miss such an opportunity, taking advantage of the gap between the RX-75 transition, to launch a counter-shock.

Instead of using large straw sandals like the Alliance, the orcs used tough bark.

While the mages of Azeroth have yet to come up with a physical formula for surface area and pressure, the orcs of Draenor have come up with a practical method of earth.

However, the previous round of shelling of the RX-75 was not useless, the kinetic energy of the shells softened the already unsolid mud mound, and the fastest orc fell into the muddy cement slurry with a pop.

There is no way, the orcs can only take a detour, relying on the previous visual memory to visually inspect the artificial quarantine area created by the alliance iron guys.

Sure enough, the orcs dug a cat's ear hole in the side of the mountain, and when Stoneard's troops attracted the fire of the crossbowmen, the hidden orc warriors rushed out and rushed towards the paladins at the cost of their lives.

They could see the movement clearly from the observation port, and if those human deformed tanks were allowed to occupy the hardened ground, Stoneard would be in danger.

Besides, that one that looks big and dangerous must be destroyed.

The number of orcs in ambush was more than expected, and the two hundred high-ranking knights of the Silver Hand Knights could not hold an entire impact even if they formed a formation to defend against the enemy, and at least forty orcs broke through the defense line formed by the paladins and approached RMV-1.

Whoosh, Aurelia completed a triple shot in an extremely awkward position at the turret observation port, killing three orcs, with Bokeo!

But instead of receiving applause from her teammates, her outstanding performance was criticized.

"Gunslingeria, throw away your bow and arrows, poke me!"

Khadgar yelled discontentedly.

"Chief Engineer Khadgar, take care of your boiler, is it my fault that the fireball cannon didn't warm up?"

Aurelia snorted and sat back down.

"Load the hand bricks and increase the power of mana conversion!"

"My name is ......"

"Comrade Sora, stop and eat snacks in the car!"

"I was nervous. Chew. ”

"Okay, please adjust your mood as soon as possible."

The rise of Khadgar's play, Tulayan kept yelling about the handbrake clutch or something, and Mograini couldn't help but ask Carlos: "Is there really no problem?" ”

"Deputy Commander, technology is the first combat power, you have to have confidence in the Holy Light."

"But aren't those orcs carrying our stolen explosives?"

"Don't be nervous, trust in the defenses of light cast iron armor."

As he spoke, the orcs who broke through the defense line climbed onto RMV-1 despite the damage of a handful of crossbow arrows.

Carlos calculated that the time was about the same, and mentally filled up the voice of Alaahu Akbar, and together with Mograini, activated RMV-1's Holy Light Rigid Shield.

After a rumbling explosion, the RMV-1 was unscathed, except for the top of the battery, which was blackened by gunsmoke.

"Driver Tulayan, forward!"

Carlos felt that it was almost over, and gave an order, followed by a cry of my day~!

"The lever next to you, can't you hear the sound of reversing attention?"

"Don't make a fuss! You're more nagging than my daddy! ”

The murderous Tulayan was so nervous that he pulled the wrong lever.

"I'm really your daddy, I'll beat you to death! Hurry up! ”

Carlos hated the iron and scolded.