Chapter 1276 Technology Output

It was a giant beetle-type bug.

From a distance, it looks like an out-and-out hill. The bulging back alone is five stories high. This guy just used his thick and solid carapace to block all the dwarf's cannon fire and charged over.

Three Dwarf fire-breathing tanks bravely charged forward.

Unfortunately, with just a pinch of their huge mouthparts, a fire-breathing tank exploded on the spot, erupting into a small mushroom cloud of flames.

The remaining two tanks were not spared either. The giant insect dug and tilted its horns, and the two tanks turned upside down, followed by a violent explosion.

Krasus frowned deeply. In the absence of the alliance's commanders and the kings, he, as the temporary commander-in-chief of the alliance's expeditionary force, could not bear to see this scene.

But for this kind of existence that is beyond the ability of conventional force to deal with, some strong man must stand up. But before he spoke, Thrall had already taken a step forward and said loudly: "The Alliance has done enough for this world. Here is Leave it to the strong men of the tribe.”

There was no need for Thrall to give any more orders, Rexxar had already emerged from the crowd.

"Misha——"

Rexxar, who has ogre blood and is extremely powerful, made an extremely astonishing move - he threw his pet war bear Misha, which weighed at least a ton.

Yes, I read that correctly, it was thrown out!

It's like a dwarf artilleryman with [God Descends] picking up a one-ton mortar shell, but Lexa is more relaxed and comfortable. For such a big bear, he throws it away at will. Damn it, it also has a spiral. Effect.

The experienced dwarf gunner couldn't help but wonder whether this 'Misha' also had armor-breaking, secondary explosion or other functions.

It was obvious that the old dwarf was overthinking.

Rexxar's Misha is very expensive. He is not someone who shouts "explosion is art" all day long, nor is he a sick necromancer. How could he let his precious pet do the job of self-destruction.

But if a giant bear weighing one ton is thrown out like this, the weight is indeed the lethality!

The big bug was immediately trapped after Misha hit it like this. With Lexa's command, Misha immediately went into a violent state. Not only was her body glowing with scarlet blood, but her figure also grew in size. She actually knocked over the huge insect with one slap.

Then Misha roared and rushed forward, striking with two big bear paws. With the sad howling of insects as the background music, almost every slap of Misha lifted up large pieces of insect carapace fragments and flesh.

Seeing this scene, Krasus couldn't help but nodded and asked Thrall: "Is this the legendary Beast King Hunter?"

"Not bad!" Sal could not help but feel proud.

The orcs moved to Kalimdor. In addition to not being able to catch up with the Alliance in technology, it was actually not without gains. For example, in terms of the hunter profession, in recent years, under the leadership of Rexxar and other hunters, talents such as [Beast King Hunter] have been developed. . In terms of research on professional skills, there is a tendency to surpass the alliance.

Unfortunately, there are still too few professionals.

The Alliance's artillery fire is still fierce, but no matter how powerful the artillery fire is, it is impossible to shoot down all the invading bugs 100%.

For the small number of bugs that rush to the front of the position, it is a bit wasteful to use the alliance's battle formation to defend. For Alliance soldiers, wearing full-body armor requires physical strength.

Looking at the endless stream of bugs, Krasus discussed with Thrall and decided that the tribe warriors would go out in formation to kill the stray bugs, and the alliance's elf archers and priests would provide support from behind.

Occasionally, if powerful insects break in, there will naturally be strong men such as Ye Ye and Kane to deal with them.

The battle lasted for more than 24 hours. Fortunately, the coalition forces had strong troops and adopted a shift system, so they could not hold out.

At this time, there was a sudden roar of cannons in the distance, and three huge flying warships were seen, swaying through the clouds and slowly descending from a high altitude where flying insects could not reach.

While landing, he opened all the gun doors in an exaggerated manner, using height and parabola to clear the insect swarm areas further away that the heavy artillery of the fortress could not attack.

Almost every artillery shell fell, evoking a column of smoke more than ten meters high. Sand, soil and insect limbs flew everywhere. The scene was truly spectacular.

That invincible figure, the terrifying cannon barrels densely packed on the side of the ship, and the Alliance flag fluttering in the strong wind all irritated the eyes of the tribal warriors.

Regardless of the alliance or tribe, all the warriors gave out loud cheers!

Thrall's face turned a little blue. Fortunately, his face was green, so the alliance didn't look obvious, but Vol'jin immediately discovered this.

Without Thrall's orders, Vol'jin grabbed the collar of Gallywix, the trade prince and leader of the Bilgewater Cartel, the goblin boss who had joined the tribe.

The wise Vol'jin spoke in goblin language that few people could understand: "Did you see that thing in the sky? If we don't want our main city to be threatened by cannons set up by that thing one day in the future, the tribe must also have its own flying battleship."

It is not easy to build a flight control warship of the Skybreaker level. Looking at the extremely exaggerated eight-propeller design, Gallywix could feel the technical barriers contained in it just by looking at it.

But think about the miserable days when the Alliance threatened them with cannons and King Daelin threatened that if they didn't pay taxes, they wouldn't be able to do business. The goblin boss gritted his teeth.

"The tribe will have flying battleships!"

"how long?"

"Three years, if you can steal the blueprints, then one year at most."

Duke didn't know the dirty thoughts of several tribe leaders.

At this moment, in Naxxramas, Duke was dividing the loot while chatting with the people around him.

"Well, as long as there are no accidents, Naxxramas will belong to our alliance. As long as Ahn'Qiraj is defeated, we can form a joint air fleet of the alliance and the tribe."

"Joint air fleet? Where did the tribe get the air ships?" Ilucia was curious.

"Technical output." Duke replied casually.

Magni quit: "Hey! Duke, although it is you who came up with the creativity and ideas, it is us dwarves and dwarves who are doing the research and practice. If you say the technical output is output, you should also consider our feelings. !”

Duke chuckled: "Why are you nervous, old man? When have I ever made dwarves, gnomes, or even the Alliance suffer? I didn't ask you to give the latest blueprints of [Breaking Sky] to the tribe. Why don't you give me some?" Are you giving the early single-cylinder, twin-propeller airship blueprints to the tribe? You won’t give them to the new cannons, but they’re backward stuff without rifling. Think about it, if you sell all the stuff that’s gathering dust in your warehouse, it’s all money and minerals. ah!"

When he said this, Magni's eyes suddenly lit up.

"When it comes to doing business, you humans are still insidious, but I like it!"

The two bad guys high-fived each other and then laughed evilly.