Chapter 838 Who cursed me?

   Leading to the Crossroads Fortress?

  This proposal is nonsense!

Ordinary undead creatures may be okay, but one or two of the guys in the structural area have problems with their brains. Maybe they abide by the duties given to them by Mr. Ke to guard the door, especially after the alliance officials announced that Mr. Ke has been wiped out, those structural bosses are all cats. In his own kennel, even if the tribe bombarded wildly, he would not come out.

  The two big fat men and a big beetle blocked the door all together, and they also released plague poison gas wildly. It’s not rushing, it’s not rushing, it’s so disgusting.

   It was almost that, the Horde almost suspected that the Alliance was not sincere at all.

   (Mai Someone: Be confident and remove the 'doubt'.)

Fortunately, Darion, who had received the order long ago, quickly said before Thrall and the others changed their faces: "The Alliance defeated Kel'Thuzad, and using his soul residues, can forge the spiritual commands that the undead Naxxramas will obey. If there is no better way, try it.”

   Thrall's face looked better. He and the tribal chiefs looked at each other, nodded and said, "We don't have a better way, let's try it."

   It is impossible to fight to the death. Since the Battle of New Quicksand, the tribe has been overdrawing the future of several ethnic groups.

   Filling in too many human lives, all races can't stand it.

   Helplessly, if you don’t try your best, you will be exterminating your family.

   Only then did he knock out his teeth and swallow blood.

   Together with the support of the Iron Tribe, we have been able to survive until now.

   When you encounter this kind of blocking, you should have used a hero to rush.

  The development of the tribe is very different from the history. Since Queen Xi and Lor'themar did not enter the pit, and even the legal system that followed them did not come much, the proportion of heroes in each profession was seriously imbalanced.

   In general, there are too many fighters and too few long-range occupations, which makes him very passive when he encounters Grobulus, who throws the plague anywhere. The circles of green plague poison gas severely limited the performance of melee heroes. After the collective blood loss, the few nurse heroes in the tribe could not get enough milk.

   Besides, there is also a Patchwick running wild, all kinds of interrupted rhythm, the tribe is really helpless now.

   So, in the crowd of hundreds of thousands of tribes.

   I saw the Alliance drove several armored vehicles over, one of which had a neck stretcher on the roof, and the rope hanging down from it was tied with a dirty god.

   "Uh, this is..." Even Thrall, who is full of shaman talent, can't understand this scene.

   "No, this is a warlock with peculiar abilities, but we were afraid that he would go mad after being corrupted by Kel'Thuzad's remnant soul, so we had to do this." Darion explained.

   To put it bluntly, this kind of nonsense is not believed by even the Alliance itself.

  There are warlocks in the alliance, and the most unwelcome ones are warlocks. There are some guys named [Foul God] in the trident army, and most of these unknown creatures happen to be warlocks...

  Cough, everyone knows.

  The armored car stopped, and [Black Tea Master] pouted: "Release him."

   The new filthy **** [Ku Luo] shouted loudly as soon as the seal on his mouth was torn off: "No! I don't agree, why did you hang up my lamp post, I just posted some awkward pictures..."

   [Stupefied] Pretends to call the police: "The policeman Shu Mi, this is the person, forget it, let's do it ourselves."

   A greeting, and other players quickly smeared [Kuluo] with oil and sprinkled some Kel'Thuzad cumin.

   "Ah! I sacrificed my life for the boss, I fought for the elimination of racial and reproductive segregation, and I refuse to accept—"

   Strangely, the ruins of Naxxramas, which had remained silent when not attacked, suddenly boiled.

   Countless zombies, structures, abominations, and even ooze monsters and other messy undead poured out from the gaps made by the tribe, and like crazy, they rushed towards [Kuluo] with their teeth and claws.

   It's not too bad to scare the **** out of the urine.

   "Help! Murder! Ya kill the butterfly—"

The more   【Culuo】 shouted, the more excited the undead became.

  【The Dark Master Kucha】patted the steel plate of the armored car, the driver understood it, the car flicked its tail dashingly, turned around and headed towards the crossroad fortress, driving unhurriedly.

   Drive too slowly and you will be overtaken.

   Drive too fast, and I'm afraid the bones won't catch up.

   This feeling of using a piece of meat to lure 10,000 crocodiles out of the pond made the entire tribe stunned.

   This is not a tens of thousands, but a turbulent offensive composed of hundreds of thousands of undead. The number of these undead is so large that they are spread across the vast and barren land of the Barrens, and it is impossible to see the end at a glance.

  Thrall had to twist his neck to see the entire undead line from west to east.

  Many centurions and thousand commanders swallowed their saliva silently, thinking in their hearts, if they had to rely on the tribe to fill it with human life, I don’t know how much more would be enough.

   Only Brain Can Roar with a gloomy face, I don't know what he's thinking.

   An hour later, Crossroads Fortress.

   In front of the majestic city wall, a super-large formation was formed. It was a compound defense line that was five kilometers wide and one kilometer deep.

   At the forefront are several giant tank trenches running east-west, filled with gasoline.

   Two hundred meters to the north, there are various trenches and foxholes, together with large and small bunkers dotted with each other, and more than 300 tanks of various types.

   It's just that every soldier's face can clearly see the embarrassed expression.

General Kurtaz opened his loudspeaker and taught these alliance recruits: "You rookies listen carefully. It is because of the efforts of your parents that you can grow up safely. Although they are still strong, they have the important task of fighting against evil. It's time for you to share some of it. When you aim for a fight later, I'll kick his **** if anyone shoots a gun!"

  The words of the former dwarf lord are still so rude.

  The city wall behind the new recruits was filled with elite soldiers of the Second Army of Stratholme, and these veterans burst into laughter.

   "Boys, don't pee your pants."

   "When your grandfather only had a shotgun and was going to fight with his bones, you should be content."

The laughter of    veterans made many recruits feel embarrassed, and at the same time a little reassuring.

  Because even if they collapse, there are still veterans who will make up their minds.

   With the old and the new, the armament is sufficient, and the bullets and shells are used casually. The Stratholme Federation is so arrogant.

   Above the city, Bridget Abidis was still a little nervous: "Your Excellency, my arrangement is fine."

   On the surface, Kurtaz was leading the troops this time, but the actual leader was Bridget.

   The old dwarf looked at the general door tiger girl who was put down by McDonald's and led the army alone for the first time. She took a cigar and grinned, "It's okay, I have never fought such a wealthy battle in my life."

  Bridget looked south, and in the distance beyond her sight, there was a man in the tree-lined fortress who made her a little helpless.

   "That **** is probably still on the belly of those goblins, and then he was annoying us and deliberately sent us to the front line." She looked at Ilusia and Sally not far away, and felt that the future was dark.

  Mai someone in the tree-shaded fortress sneezed: "Ha Qiu! Who cursed me!?"

   (end of this chapter)