Chapter 1292 Brought by the Floating Fortress...

Huge ships, cannons, the dreams of countless men.

Thrall and the tribal warriors looked up at the sky. At first, they thought it was another giant flying ship like the Skybreaker.

Clearly, they were wrong.

It's true that it's flying, but it's not a giant ship, but a whole huge fortress.

No one will forget the terrifying figure that once wreaked havoc in the main cities of the major races. In the eyes of many ignorant tribal people, it is almost like a divine punishment.

It is so huge that it is boundless, suspended in the sky, and there is no way to fight against it. Every citizen can only hide in the main city with the strongest defense and tremble, listening to the terrible death wails lingering in the sky, waiting for the arrival of the extermination judgment.

Cannons can't hit, magic can't reach, and the few flying dragons sent out will only be brutally wiped out by ten times more gargoyles.

Every tribal warrior still clearly remembers those humiliating days when they could only be beaten painfully without being able to fight back.

Now...what is this?

Directly south of Cenarion Fortress, Naxxramas Fortress slowly descended from the sky. It sank violently and opened up large swaths of clouds. It stood between the coalition forces and the insect swarm extremely domineeringly, easily blocking the insects flying from the south.

There is still that terrifying huge skull relief on the Naxxramas Fortress in the sky. But the shape is a bit like a roly-poly, with a square shape below and a cone-shaped fortress composed of four edges above. On the four corners, the alliance's blue lion flag with gold trim is flying in the wind.

Even though Naxxramas looks much more shabby than before, there is a very obvious large hole to the north. This should be what the alliance said in the report to the tribe, and it was bombed by the floating city of Dalaran.

Even so, Naxxramas remains a formidable fortress.

Soon, the fortress opened fire.

There was a dense barrage as soon as it came up, beating many insects to bloody pulps, and their severed bodies and limbs fell from the sky one after another.

"Huh?" Sal frowned immediately.

"Warchief, have you noticed it too?" Wo'jin asked.

"Yes! The firepower of Naxxramas is much weaker than I remembered." As soon as Thrall finished speaking, he noticed that Jaina was coming.

"That's because after the Alliance captured Naxxramas, they found that many shadow-based magic towers could not be used." Jaina's crisp and slightly intellectual voice sounded pleasant to the ears no matter what.

Thrall didn't know that because of Du's appearance, his personal relationship with Jaina was destined to be two parallel lines that would never intersect.

Seeing Jaina, who was supposed to be the core figure of the assault force, appearing in front of him so calmly, how could Thrall not know the outcome? But he still asked with some disbelief: "Did the Alliance really completely capture Naxxramas?"

Jaina nodded: "Well, the evil spirit of the great lich Kel'Thuzad has been completely purified. From today on, the former natural disaster fortress Naxxramas is the property of the Alliance."

Thrall and other tribal chiefs had an indescribable feeling in their hearts.

Once upon a time, I thought that by crossing the west to Kalimdor, I could get rid of the control of the Alliance. As long as I established a foothold on this slightly desolate land, I might be able to compete with the Alliance across the sea.

If the establishment of Theramore was to drive a nail into the heart of the tribe, and the night elves' joining the Alliance was to further oppress the tribe's expansion space, then this floating fortress is obviously the death sickle hanging above the tribe's head.

Since the Scourge could use Naxxramas to defeat the main cities of the Horde before, the Alliance can do the same. No, even worse.

When the city of Durotar was first built, the tribe was very excited from top to bottom. At that time, the tribe's territory was small. Who would have thought that Duke's layout was so far-reaching, flanking the orcs' new main city from the south to the north. ?

I didn’t realize it at first, but as the tribes continued to expand their settlements across the continent in order to compete for resources, I realized that there was a noose around the tribe’s neck, slowly strangling the tribe to death!

The Piansheng Alliance did not take the initiative to attack the tribe. After all, the people who were killing the tribe people were all bugs. On the contrary, the Alliance still appeared in front of the Horde as allies and saviors.

"Oh! It depends on the alliance next." Thrall both answered and sighed.

In fact, one sentence can be used to describe the situation of the tribe - people who have no long-term worries must have short-term worries!

If the infestation of bugs is not dealt with, there will be no threat to the alliance at all.

In mid-air, the huge floating fortress suddenly dismantled itself, and several huge pieces of outer wall decoration fell from the air.

"That's..." Thrall murmured.

Jaina smiled: "How could the Alliance want that kind of decoration again?"

At this time, everyone saw clearly that it was Naxxramas who had dropped the large skull relief on the outer wall of the upper half of the fortress, which was the size of ten football fields.

Yes, the Alliance is not pirates, nor is it the Scourge.

The Alliance will never use this kind of intimidating decoration.

The huge stone sculpture fell from a thousand meters above the ground, causing the mountains to shake immediately.

Of course, the effect is also significant. The thirty-meter-thick stone sculpture was pressed down. In the eyes of the insect, the scene was like the sky was falling. The huge, seemingly endless shadow pressed down directly, and the bug charging in the middle had no place to hide, and was crushed into a pulp on the spot.

"Pa--" The insect slurry splashed out from the cracks of the broken stone sculptures was ten stories high.

On the fortress two thousand meters away, almost every coalition soldier who witnessed this scene could not help but bared his teeth. Immediately, they gave the warmest cheers.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Okay! Kill those brainless bugs!"

"Long live the Alliance——"

As the 100,000 coalition soldiers on duty watched, Naxxramas moved again, slowly flying to the southeast of Cenarion Fortress. There are two fortresses, one on the ground and one in the air, forming an angle with each other.

Naxxramas has descended. Because the landing speed was very slow, the ground did not shake much even when it landed on the ground. It just flattened several large sand dunes.

On the side facing the railway, the fortress opened a super gate that was at least twenty stories high, and lowered a ramp at an angle of thirty degrees to the ground.

Jaina smiled: "The Alliance is preparing to arm the entire Naxxramas Fortress and use it as a mobile base to advance the front. Now, on behalf of the Alliance Commander Duke Marcus, I formally request the tribe to send troops from about two clans. , as the guard force of the fortress.”

After that, Jaina showed Thrall an official document written in Orcish and Human Common Language and stamped with the seal of the Alliance Command.