Chapter 1309 Ahn'Qiraj Opens the Door

"哐——" The quicksand scepter struck hard on a huge gong. With the deafening sound of the gong, the beetle wall more than ten stories high suddenly opened the largest door.

The next moment, an almost endless tide of insects surged out and hit the point where the coalition formation was at the city gate, like a huge wave that kept beating against the stone embankment.

Even if they are prepared, all the coalition forces can do here is to maintain the front line, and any attempt to continue to advance is impossible.

That’s how it was originally…

"Fire, blast him!" accompanied by the shouts of Brann Bronzebeard, the new commander-in-chief of Naxxramas. The entire fortress emitted a continuous flash of light from bottom to top.

That's the glory of artillery!

For an ordinary warship, it would be awesome to have a three-story gun cabin.

Naxxramas broke this limit.

From bottom to top, after modification, there are eighteen floors. The top and bottom eight floors are all artillery pieces below 155 mm. The middle six floors are filled with all kinds of crazy things.

Super large-caliber mortars, cannons that were originally train guns, and even fortress guns. The super cannons that were originally abandoned by the dwarves because they were too difficult to transport or not practical were all pulled out by Magni with a single order.

Finally, we got the big treasure of Naxxramas, and as a mobile fortress with a main city-level portal, except for Ilucia, she insisted on the order left by Duke - prohibiting the great craftsman Gelbin from installing in the fortress. Outside the laboratory, the dwarves and gnomes packed up all the sick things.

As a result, Naxxramas turned into such a ferocious existence within a month: 2,000 artillery pieces of various calibers, with more than 5,000 targets. There are already 36 mage towers, 108 are under construction, and the ultimate goal is 256. Among them, there are 36 mage towers for Huiyue-level mage and 3 for Xiri-level mage.

Even if there are only 2,000 cannons, there are only 500 cannons on each of the four sides. Its power is also absolutely heaven-destroying and earth-destroying.

"Fire, fire!" Brian was inexplicably excited.

Unlike his two brothers, although he can also descend from the gods, he is not strong. Brian's talent is basically focused on long-range weapons.

After careful study, he even proposed the idea of ​​transforming Naxxramas into a multi-faceted bastion. In this way, no matter which direction the enemy attacks the fortress, they will be counterattacked by a more three-dimensional violent storm.

Now, under the cover of artillery, tons of Qiraji were blown into the sky, turned into slag, and scattered to the ground in the form of heavy rain, forming a thick mountain of insect corpses.

Brian frowned and gave a second order: "All mortars will drop incendiary bombs instead!"

After a few minutes, the entire wall of beetles almost turned into a purgatory of flames.

Fortunately, the wind direction was from north to south, otherwise the scorching smell from the burning insect corpses would definitely make it impossible to eat any meat for several days.

After half a day of shelling, it seemed that the Qiraji insect troops also knew that they would not be a match for the coalition forces in the wilderness, and a large number of insects retreated.

"Go forward!" Brian ordered.

But soon, a warning came from the fortress' control system.

"Didi! Warning! Warning! There is an unknown gravity field ahead. If Naxxramas rushes in, there is a risk of crashing again."

Except for Duke, no one understood how this system warning came from. They could only speculate that C'Thun in front seemed to have done something wrong.

"Brother, do you want to attack by force?" Brian asked.

Magni slapped his third brother's horned helmet: "Idiot! C'Thun is an ancient god after all. The Alliance worked so hard to get a floating fortress, and it will be miserable if it fails. Next time, look at that Are these jugglers willing to let Dalaran take the lead?"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

It took a lot of effort to have such an awesome flying fortress. If it really crashed, the alliance's advantage would be greatly weakened.

For a full day, the Alliance used steam tanks and cranes to clear the passage behind the Beetle Wall. In front of the coalition forces are two huge areas: the east one was smashed by Naxxramas, let's call it the Ruins of Ahn'Qiraj, where quite a few powerful creatures were detected. To the west is the main building of the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj.

"I suggest dividing the troops into two groups! Otherwise, attacking one group will only allow the other side to take the retreat." Thrall said.

Magni and the leaders of the alliance pondered.

It is true that the Alliance and the Horde formed a coalition. What is before us is that although both sides strive to cooperate sincerely, in the absence of Duke, neither Magni nor Varian has enough strength and prestige to suppress them. Thrall holds absolute unified command in the coalition forces.

After thinking for a while, Magni and Varian looked at each other and understood each other's thoughts: The melons that are forced are not sweet.

"Then please trouble the tribe to attack the ruins of Ahn'Qiraj!" Magni turned around and said, "Your Majesty Jaina."

"Yes." Jaina responded, then walked over to Thrall and handed over a thirty-page document: "This is a document that Commander Duke Marcus consulted and inquired about a large amount of historical materials about the Battle of Quicksand. Information from the dragon clan and night elf commanders who participated in the war."

The pupils of Thrall, Vol'jin and Grom suddenly narrowed.

We are old friends. Even if they have different positions, Duke's information is rarely wrong when it comes to important matters such as the coalition facing powerful enemies.

"General Rajax...Osrian the Unscarred? Thank Duke for me!" Thrall nodded heavily.

"Please note that the records in the historical data are not complete. These are only the recorded parts. For the rest, please adapt accordingly." Jaina emphasized.

Of course she knew that Duke should have detailed information about the color of the hair on the opponent's leader's butt. But the alliance has no obligation to provide it to the tribe!

If it were a tribe that was like a lost dog in the past, Duke might have given more details in order to preserve the strength of the coalition.

Now...

The eyes of the three Windrunner sisters were like arrows, and they shot behind Thrall with "Whoosh!" Similarly, the priests and paladins of the alliance also looked over there with bad expressions.

If it weren't for the more terrifying enemies of Qiraji and C'Thun in front of them, they might have gone full force.

Thrall was a little embarrassed, but had no regrets. He had foreseen this scene from the day he recruited the Forsaken into the Horde camp.

The former warchief Orgrim and other chiefs, as well as the former Sun King Anastrian and the Silver Moon Council, have all become death knights and lichs standing behind. It's surprising that the Alliance can give them a good look. .

This is why Thrall proposed dividing the troops and Magni agreed.

Without Duke or Anduin Lothar, who had beaten the tribe to the ground, it would have been impossible to control the situation.