Chapter 719 It's time to apply for the World Heritage

   Later, there were [Iron Tribes], and the Maghar orcs in the parallel world, who used "Phase Fragments of Time" to pull back directly to the main plane.

   This is the key to McDonald's never giving a dead hand to the tribes of this world - who knows where the troops will come from in the next second?

   McDonald's eyes froze: "These orcs should die in a more valuable place."

   "Oh roar." Tyrande jumped for joy.

   If you say this, I won't be sleepy anymore!

   "For example, south of Feralas!"

   McDonnell's words, Tyrande understood, and asked: "Can you make it in time?"

   He was full of confidence: "Who do you think I am?"

   Laying the rails, in fact, the most troublesome thing is not laying the rails itself, but leveling the land.

  The Tanaris Desert is hot all the year round, and the temperature difference between day and night is large. From the beginning, the rails over there have used the thickest foundation.

  The sappers piled up the roadbed with gravel, and the sleepers were all made of concrete sleepers. And the batch of wood that was obtained in Stranglethorn Valley before was placed in a barren land where the environment was not so harsh.

  The roadbed is an inconspicuous thing that is usually placed there.

Even if Nathanos finds a way to cause the Devilsaur turmoil and the Boars or something, as long as those mindless races don't destroy the roadbed piece by piece, the Macdonald's sappers will only be able to re-lay the rails. But it's a matter of spending more time, it won't hurt the bones.

   Of course, throwing money at it is a must.

  The most important thing for local tyrants is money.

   As long as you don’t waste money and get inflation, everything else is easy to say.

   Kalimdor's side, McDonald's is quite interested - that is whether Thrall has the courage to fire the first shot.

   In fact, Thrall is also infinitely tangled.

   To fight, or not to fight, this is a question of life and death for the tribe.

   The troops sent from the so-called [Iron Tribe] are indeed elite. The problem is that this is the same as begging.

   Preliminary reports show that the new giant tank built by [Steel Tribe], relying on the thickness of the frontal turret of 1000mm, can theoretically withstand human heavy artillery.

   After smelling whether there is a cannon that spans ten kilometers, the answer is disappointing - no!

   This means that if it is not good, once the war starts, you will be beaten unilaterally for a long time before you can break into your own fire range.

   On the battlefield, that means filling it with human lives.

   Thinking of this, Thrall's flesh hurts again.

   On the front line of the tree-shaded fortress, Rivendell waved his hand and replaced a bunch of second-tier troops on the city wall, and even hooked his finger at the beastmaster on the opposite side-Master, come and play!

  I just bet you don't dare!

The fortress of the    alliance is never a single giant bunker, it is a defensive building complex composed of a large number of city walls, high towers and fortresses.

  The tree-shaded fortress has been reinforced to this day, and the city wall alone is extremely fast.

   Even if your horde raided through several layers, so what?

The main force of the    fortress is not the generals on the city walls and towers, but the artillery troops arranged in the open space behind the fortress group, and the black dragon army that is ready to fly at any time.

   These backhands are fine. The so-called city walls and bunkers are just sandbags that attract firepower.

  The tribe that can't even see this clearly, even if they attack, it's just a food delivery.

   Thrall, who spied on the alliance's military deployment through thieves, was tangled to death.

  Fortunately, he won't have to worry about it soon.

   Because something happened to the south.

  On an orc sentry tower in the south of Feralas, the orc sentry suddenly heard a strange sound, and following the huge humming sound that floated far away in the sky, he saw a scene that he will never forget.

   From a distance, it is a dense pile of black spots the size of sesame seeds.

   Those things will be seen when they fly close, they have a body the size of a carriage, the mantis version of the slender, sharp and barbed hands and feet, and translucent giant wings.

   "Ring the alarm! Light the beacon!"

   The two orc sentries who were on guard in the remote sentry towers, just after doing all this, were harvested by the huge insects that swooped down from the sky.

  The wooden beams of the sentinel tower with thick human legs are easily cut off by sharp chelicerae.

The    sentinel fought hard, but only cut a fist-sized hole in the opponent's hard carapace and splashed dirty yellow-yellow-green-green body fluids. This was all their counterattack.

  They were submerged by the insect tide, and even the corpses were devoured by the hungry insects on the spot, and not even bones were left.

  The terrifying big bugs attacked the sky and covered the sky, and they devoured all the animals and plants. Attacking orc settlements, gnawing at wood, and even pulling out grass roots and gnawing away.

  The locusts are weak compared to them.

   "Dangdang!" The alarm bell rang.

   Thrall, who was concerned about the battle situation on the front line, was stunned by all this. For a moment, he suspected that it was the real army sent by the Alliance.

   "Is it from the Alliance?" Kane asked subconsciously.

   "No, it's not like the Alliance. There's no evidence that the Alliance controls these strange bugs. They don't seem to be commanding, they just follow instinct to devour everything they can eat." Vol'jin hesitated.

  Brain roared and slapped his thigh: "Bastard, I knew that the Alliance was not so kind. The bugs came from the Silithus area. Most of the Alliance found that there was a problem there, so they hurriedly retreated."

   I have to say, Brain Can Roar guessed half right this time.

   But, you have no evidence!

   McDonald can say that he ran away after being attacked by the Dragon Tide of the Crater Devilsaur. Could it be that Mai can find Qi Longchao, Tanaris Zul'Falak's troll remnants, boars, centaurs and all other races to trouble his alliance together?

   Thrall was in shock this time, but there was a hint of happiness.

  Fortunately, I didn't go up to A directly, and diplomatically, it was barely reasonable, but once the first shot was fired, the situation would not be easy to clean up.

  The Great Chief was furious: "Immediately recall all the troops and fully defend the Feralas area."

The movement of the    tribe could not be concealed from the alliance, and the report of the Silithus worm tide incident was immediately placed on the table of the leaders.

  The Throne Conference is remotely connected, and Tyrande has the most say.

   "This is the reenactment of the [Battle of Quicksand]!" She told the leaders in detail how the night elves and the dragon tribe sealed the Qiraji in the battle that took place in the Silithus desert.

   "What do we do now? Fighting on two fronts again?" Magni rubbed his eyebrows.

  Tyrande raised his eyebrows: "No, I suggest that we only attack the evil **** Hakkar in Zul'Gurub. As for Silithus, let the bullets fly for a while."

   This is so... so simple!

  McDonald's heart is crazy, what is cultural invasion?

   That's it!

no! "Let the Bullets Fly" must be applied for the World Heritage List as soon as possible. This is the case at every level, every world.

   The family had a lot of troubles, and was tricked by his father-in-law. In fact, I have said that, after considering it, it is not a good thing to show off. I'll delete that post, and that's it.

  

  

   (end of this chapter)