Chapter 1408 Mysterious Artificial Rainfall

Duke's approach is clearly bullying Illidan because he has no air force. This approach is quite extreme, and can also be said to be shameful. However, it can well solve the problem of the alliance not being good at water warfare and not having enough strong players to invest in it.

If it were a complete nature, it would always be around lakes to build fields and so on. Once there was a flood, the fun would be great.

Delano is not.

As a planet with a broken core and a half-broken state, it is already a miracle that it can maintain air. The situation in the outer realm cannot be explained by science.

Anyway, there are not so many rigid rules, so Duke can certainly use his imagination to do things.

A month has passed, and nearly 100 square kilometers of Anze Lake and surrounding areas have been completely filled with soil. After repeated testing by dwarf craftsmen, the ground has met the requirements.

However, Illidan's men didn't know what was going on.

On December 25, nearly 100,000 evil orc soldiers and ogres wearing rough animal skins waded through the shallow waterway near the lagoon in the middle of Zangarmarsh and entered what is now the Darkmarsh Plain.

Originally, their attack was to destroy the Alliance's lake reclamation project, but who knew that along the way, the sentry towers erected by humans were all empty. Because of the use of reinforced cement concrete to destroy these sentry towers, even the ogres had to expend a lot of effort to barely destroy the semi-finished sentry towers.

Using a hammer to hit those sturdy small bunkers is a loss-making business. Often even if the hammer is broken, it may not be able to make a hole.

However, the large army of evil orcs was still advancing, and the attack was so smooth that even Kargath Blade Fist, who was supervising the battlefield from a distance, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

As one of the few former tribal chiefs who had seen the power of Alliance artillery fire, he had to deal with orders from above timidly.

If he had a choice, he would never choose to attack the alliance in this kind of terrain.

It's a pity that Illidan is not here. The order of Vashj, the second-largest person in the organization, is not something that he, the newly surrendered and newly defeated orc leader, can resist.

Although Kargas has a violent personality, he still carefully divided his 100,000 evil orcs into five echelons, and allowed the evil orcs to advance in a loose formation that was almost equivalent to a human skirmisher line.

For the evil orcs who are still in the typical cold weapon era, this can only be said to be a solution.

Although concentrated troops can exert their power in close combat, the alliance's artillery is not a vegetarian.

In one morning, we advanced nearly 20 kilometers. It was almost like an armed march, not a march.

Kargas became even more anxious.

It was at this time that a muffled thunder sounded in the distant sky.

Human artillery! ?

"Lie down -" Kargas shouted almost immediately.

When being bombarded, lie down quickly, otherwise there will be a higher chance of being hit by broken shrapnel and killing you. This is common knowledge in the Alliance army, and many orcs in the new tribes of Azeroth know it.

The stupid guys who stayed in Draenor don't understand this problem at all!

Moreover, after sucking the blood of the devil, his IQ began to exceed the lower limit.

Lying down?

What lying down?

Isn’t that coward warlord of yours a coward?

"Hahaha!"

Not only the evil orcs in the distance, but also the personal guards around Kargas laughed loudly at Kargas.

This is the inherent thinking of the orcs who are behind the times. Before they have seen real technology and strategies, they don't know what is scary.

Perhaps they are not smart enough to understand this.

Anyway, in their dictionary, there is only one word - reckless!

At this moment, the other side is on the Black Pearl.

Duke looked into the distance with Yrel the Hoof and Brian.

Sitting on this largest flying battleship that could barely pass through the Dark Portal, dismantled it, transported it, and reassembled it, the stability was greatly improved.

If it had been any other boat, Duke would have been afraid that his hooves would vomit and fall to his knees before he saw what he wanted her to see.

"Hey! Mark! Didn't you say you wanted me to see something new? It's a cannon fire again. Is it interesting? By the way, I've been burying so many piles that I feel like vomiting." Yirel shook the small crotch on her buttocks. The tail, for some reason, Duke just had the urge to play with it.

Of course he held back, as this was taboo among the draenei, especially women.

Duke smiled at Yrel's complaint.

At this point in time, Yrel is still very young, almost like a newbie who hasn't even appeared in the Novice Village yet. Throwing her to the front line to fight the orcs or something like that would hurt Velen's body even if Duke was willing to do so.

Just send her to bury the magic network node pillar.

The elements in the outer realm are too chaotic, and it is not easy to maintain an orderly circulation of elements. Before it was connected to Shattrath City, if the Magic Network in Azeroth was the gigabit fiber optic broadband before time travel, then the Outland was the miserable little water pipe with 256k dial-up Internet access in the old days.

How can it be done without widening?

And there are not enough nodes, which means there is not enough WiFi. The propagation distance is not enough, and it also limits the movement area of ​​Mark Dooku in disguise. This is simply unforgivable!

The reinforcement of the network these days is not only to increase the capacity of Magic Network, but also to replace the damn 100M small router with a Gigabit enterprise-level router.

Of course, the most important thing is that Duke finally found the new magic source of the magic network-yes, it is the Naaru brother in Shattrath City!

Duke couldn't possibly imitate some guy and treat Naaru as a simple little sun or a magic juicer. But wherever Naaru was, the weather was usually smooth and the elements were orderly and peaceful. After obtaining Velen's consent, Duke asked Solanlian to set up a new elemental absorption circle in Shattrath City to absorb the four elements floating around Shattrath City into the magic network.

It is no exaggeration to say that with the magical support of Shattrath City, Mark Dooku's strength is now more than twice as strong as when he first entered Outland. It is absolutely the Great Master Huiyue (doll)!

Having said that, the hoof has done so much work, and Duke is also happy to tease this hoof with funny attributes.

He raised his hand and pointed into the distance: "Look - the plane -"

"airplane?"

Duke's old face turned red: "Uh, slip of the tongue, look at that dark cloud!"

Duke didn't say anything, but not many people knew what the volley of artillery fired just now was for.

I saw a large cloud of dark clouds gathering over the muddy ground of Anze Lake at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then, accompanied by a golden lightning, the heavy rain poured down almost in response. In almost three or two breaths, the original softness was The ground turned into mud.

"This is……"

Duke waved his hand with full force, and waved his right hand in a beautiful arc like a conductor: "I call it - artificial rainfall!"