Chapter 1510 Cutting Off History
Arms are a very expensive thing. Since the destruction of the old Silvermoon City, in order to rebuild the new Silverymoon City, the treasury has become a rat race.
The most abominable thing is that after Sun King Anastrian committed treason, he let his henchmen steal the treasury. This was not done on the day of treason. After he got involved with the Lich King, he continued to have loyal elves to him, and took them away in waves, and most of them were mages in charge of the magic circle...
This is why Sylvanas doesn't want to please the magic faction.
No one can get used to being a top person for thousands of years and suddenly being a current person. The four Windrunner sisters came from a ranger family, which destined the two groups to be unable to truly cooperate closely.
So basically when those mages are caught, they leave their things behind and people can leave.
Normally speaking, when a country is destroyed and its treasury is emptied, collapse is the inevitable result. But the three Windrunner sisters are all Duke’s women!
The Marcus family has been lenient in collecting copyright fees since Dark Portal 2, and almost all new inventions have Duke's share.
For example, Marcus had a share in the construction of the railways throughout the Eastern Kingdom.
There is no money to build the railway, the manpower, material resources and even maintenance fees are paid by the Marcus family.
Whoever uses the railway must pay a fee, right?
Every wagon and every kilogram of goods has to pay a fare. It seems cheap, but when you factor in the extremely exaggerated transportation volume, it’s an astronomical sum.
This trick was learned from the Celestial Empire before Duke traveled through time.
Along the One Belt and One Road, I provide everything. I build railways, invigorate the economy, and promote logistics. The living standards of local people have improved rapidly. By the way, I will also occupy your market.
Anyway, the pie is getting bigger and bigger, no matter what I eat is the largest portion, at least you eat much more than before.
As the richest family in the world, the wealth accumulated through the fingers is enough to revive the Sin'dorei.
It’s really not a joke that Duke loves his own women and is so awesome and coaxing that he is so rich that he can rival the country.
One day when she runs out of money, the Queen makes an emergency trip to Karazhan and unlocks a new pose or something.
Because of this, the remaining mage faction in Quel'Thalas really couldn't make waves in the past. Either they were completely incorporated by Queen Xi, or they were gathered on Quel'Danas Island intentionally or unintentionally to deliver food.
Now that all the dissidents have been gathered on the island, and they have become the minions of the Burning Legion, there is no need to be polite.
"General Brightwing, all 388 magic cannons are ready, please give instructions." A blood elf saluted Halduron.
The most important feature of the alliance is that the military systems of various countries are unified into the alliance system, and even the military ranks are completely changed to non-commissioned officers, lieutenants, colonels and generals. The military rank of general or below can be awarded by each country. However, the armies of all countries are uniformly numbered, and all independent numbers must be reported to the alliance for approval before they can be implemented.
Halduron sighed: "Quel'Danas Island has been occupied by the Shadow Blade Elves who have degenerated into half-demons, and there are no more of our compatriots there. So the Queen ordered to fire on Quel'Danas Island."
"I understand."
A few minutes later, a strange sound like "whooshing" sounded along the entire coastline. Looking over from New Silver Moon City, it seems like bright and dazzling rainbows suddenly set up on the shore, cutting through the sky, constructing beautiful arcs, and finally falling into the sunwell, the former holy land of the elves. The island of Quel'Danas.
"Rumble!" Violent explosions resounded everywhere on the island.
The elf responsible for watching and monitoring the results of the battle burst into tears at some point.
Tears were wiped and shed, shed and wiped.
Split from the night elves who rejected the use and research of magic, the high elves have lived a life dominated by magic for eight thousand years. Their bones have long been accustomed to the existence of magic and to the place regarded as a holy place by everyone. island, and the sunwell that always flows out of huge amounts of magical energy.
However, now they want to destroy it single-handedly.
In the surveillance footage, the exquisite pavilions and pavilions turned into brightly colored debris that no longer had any artistic value.
The forest paths, filled with the sounds of birds and flowers, turned into huge craters.
This is a farewell to the history of one’s race…
In the frontline command post quite close to the seaside, Queen Xi and Lilas fell silent when they saw the elves sobbing in the picture.
Duke said: "Now you understand why I insisted that the Sin'dorei fire the first shot, right?"
If the Alliance fleet fires first, the Sin'dorei will always become angry for no apparent reason.
"Hellfire is coming!" Lor'themar reminded.
In the picture, countless three-story stone giants with green flames burning all over their bodies rushed out from the hiding place on the island with huge and fast steps.
These war machines with no intelligence and only the ability to execute simple tactics had once beaten the Alliance to pieces.
It’s just that the days when one trick could be used all over the world have long passed.
"Let the magic puppet go up!" Queen Xi waved her hand.
Countless magic puppets glowing with a unique purple-blue arcane light walked out of the passage with heavy steps, crossed the blood elves' battle lines, and lined up neatly on the shore.
Hellfire strode into the water, which was not very deep.
Although there is sea water between the island of Quel'Danas and the mainland of the Sin'dorei Kingdom, it is actually a relatively shallow harbor, with the deepest point being only about twenty meters.
The blazing hellfire rushed into the water. Of course, the evil flames on them would not be extinguished by the seawater so easily. Instead, they would evaporate the seawater crazily.
"Puff, puff!" On the water surface, you can clearly see the position of each hellfire at the bottom of the water. Because of the high heat generated by the high temperature, a large number of bubbles emerge from the water.
A few minutes later, Hellfire was already fighting the elves' magic golems on the coast.
It was a very primitive fighting battle with no beauty at all.
You punch me, I'll punch you.
Generally speaking, puppets can be dismantled into parts more quickly, while hellfires are much more durable.
"Fire the Holy Light Formation!" Halduron ordered expressionlessly.
Half a minute later, a thundering roar sounded from the elves' rear formation.
That was large-caliber mortars firing. Mortar shells filled with Stratholme's holy water began to pour on the beachhead. Coupled with the temporary water spray truck converted from a fire truck, it sprayed golden water columns dozens of meters away. For a while, the entire shore was shining with golden light, which was really beautiful.
In the command post, Duke secretly yawned.
He really couldn't get excited about this kind of fight where novices were pecking each other.
"Has our fleet arrived?" Duke asked Jaina in the magic mirror.
"arrive!"