The first line of defense in the northern section of Hell Valley was too far away from the storm base, and the roads had not yet been built, so it was inconvenient to transport supplies, so in addition to the mine array and barbed wire, a heavy howitzer position was placed, and the shells were not transported too much.

But the second line of defense is different, there are already roads and improvised railways connected to the storm base, and the transportation of materials is quite convenient, so a considerable number of troops have been invested in the base here.

One of the rocket artillery positions had just been subjected to a blanket rocket strike on the troops of the Bone Lord Eric Moore.

On this position, more than 200 Type 81 122mm wheeled self-propelled rocket launchers are arranged on the base, which has made a great contribution to the equipment replacement of the earth, and the number of rockets is not comparable to the previous 152 howitzer position!

The rockets that have just been overwhelming are just the appetizer of the first round, whether it is Type 89 or Type 90, it has 40 launch tubes, and there are more than 8,000 122mm rockets in one round, plus they can be quickly reloaded, and soon the second round of rockets will arrive.

On the position full of gunsmoke, a large number of "thunder" soldiers like Rusta were shouting trumpets to load rocket artillery under the command of the non-commissioned officer of the Chinese State.

The artillerymen from the earth blushed with excitement one by one.

What's it like to bully an enemy who won't fight back? It's like soaring to 160 on the second ring of the imperial capital that one person doesn't have!

Just one word - cool!

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With a deafening explosion, Eric Moore, the Bone King, raised his hand and grabbed a 122mm rocket that fell from the sky.

"Boom!"

The orange flames enveloped him instantly, but the flames faded away, and the Bone King Eric Moore remained unharmed.

Turning to look at the skeletons and ghouls who were struggling in pain under the continuous artillery fire, Eric Moore, the Bone King, finally felt worried.

He didn't expect that the alchemy weapons of those Chinese people could be so rich!

Eric Moore, who already regards the Storm Base as his property, doesn't feel sorry for those cannon fodder under his command, but he really feels sorry for those shells!

And it's a bit too slow to move forward at the current pace.

"It's time to stop this farce."

Eric Moore, the Bone King, waved his hand and beckoned a licker xenomorph over to him.

"Bring your people and find the enemy! Shred them! ”

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Just when the Bone Lord Eric Moore was in a quagmire and couldn't extricate himself, a group of guests from the Seven Kingdoms were welcomed on the dock of the Truman base.

The first to disembark was a middle-aged man wearing a wide-brimmed boat-shaped hat, a gorgeous aristocratic suit, and a thick lion-skin cape, looking at this strange land with an unsmiling expression.

"Is this the Kingdom of Stormwind? What an interesting place. ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man kicked the cement trestle under his feet with his soft leather boots.

"It's not a stone, it's not a magical creation that changes the terrain, so it's the rumored Huaguo alchemy."

"Clay, don't get in the way, if you're interested in this, you can go ashore and take a good look, don't you notice that their house is made of the same thing?"

The one who spoke was a gloomy, emaciated, bearded man who had disembarked from the boat behind the middle-aged man, his flaxen hair was glued together as if it hadn't been washed in years, and the wide cloak he wore over his body covered his entire body, revealing only his shoes.

The gloomy man took a breath of air from the dock and said with a displeased face, "The cold weather is really unpleasant, and the lack of the smell of plants here is even more unbearable. ”

The diplomat who followed the two interjected: "Mr. Lechner, in fact, Cape Storm has experienced nearly two hundred years of storms before this, and the soil has been lost and there is no sunlight all year round, so it can almost be said that there is no grass.

We've tried to restore the vegetation since we arrived, but it's been too short for a short time, so if you want to see more greenery, I can ask you to put some potted plants in your room. ”

Lechnar raised his nose in disdain.

"Bonsai? Those poor flowers and plants that you keep in pots to play with? Forget it, please don't keep me sad. ”

Clay stood up and said: "Don't care about Lechnar's words, this guy has lived in the forest for a long time and his brain has grown moss, if you don't believe it, you can pick his hair and take a look, I'll bet a gold coin!" ”

The diplomat laughed awkwardly, and entered the Truman base after receiving the identity card with the information of the completion of the two levels.

I became interested in the plastic ID tag Clay I got in my hands again.

Lechnar also looked at his identity tag curiously: "It's not gold, it's not wood, it's not stone and plants, it's the first time I've seen this kind of strange thing!" Clay, you're a baron, and you like to collect weird things, do you know what it is? ”

Clay was stunned for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't really pay attention to the material of this card. ”

"Didn't notice the material? God, what were you just looking at!? ”

"I'm just curious, they don't have artists, how can they draw such a vivid portrait of me in such a short time." Speaking of this, Clay added, "Although the portrait is much uglier than myself, I think it's still a great painting considering the speed with which it was made." ”

Lechnar rolled his eyes, decided not to pay attention to the nobleman who had no common language, and asked the diplomat who was walking in front of him:

"We're here to answer the call of the King of Whitesteel to fight the undead, when will we see him?"

"Now that Your Majesty is in Stormwind, we will rest for a day at Truman Fortress, and tomorrow we will take a train to Stormwind, and then Your Majesty will personally meet you and express your gratitude."

"That's fine, I can't wait to go to war!"

Clay, who was walking on the side, slowed down and silently commented in his heart, "Violent maniac!" ”

As a jungle ranger who terrifies the cannibal barbarians in the dense forests of the south, Lechnar is indeed famous for his love of war, known as the "battlefield maniac", and the reason why he came to Stormwind City is because he can't stand the sit-down war on the front line of Lion's Peak City and does not dare to take the initiative to attack with the undead but can't wait for the undead to attack, so he came here to find a battle!

Unlike Lechnar, Baron Clay came here purely out of curiosity about the magical alchemy of China, and participated in the battle only to improve his status in the hearts of the Chinese people so that he could visit more and more magical secret arts.

There are a total of thirty-three high-end combat forces like them who have come to the Stormwind Kingdom with various purposes.