Chapter 1964 Gradual Strangulation

In Brainless Roar's imagination, these 300,000 orcs could buy him at least half a year. Thinking back to the beginning, the Twilight Fortress controlled by Cho'gall was not afraid of fire or the huge boulders of the trebuchet, but it could only be filled with human lives.

The tribe conquered the place when the corpses of tribal warriors filled every winding branch road in the fortress, and even the Twilight believers had no time to clean up the corpses.

After all, the Forsaken were still members of the Horde at that time, and Garrosh ordered Dranosh to resurrect every Horde warrior who died in the battle to fight for the Horde again.

Sadly, Brainless Roar's poor wisdom limits his imagination. He never imagined that there was such a big bomb in the league.

Street fighting?

Doesn't exist!

Unless absolutely necessary, who would let soldiers fight street fighting in those narrow fortress passages.

That's a standard situation where one man is in trouble and ten thousand men can't open it.

Even if a large number of Pandaren monks are newly added to the alliance, they cannot be consumed like this.

"If it can be solved with bombs, don't give me infantry. Our justice and strength only exist within the range of cannons." Duke instructed.

The Alliance destroyed the Twilight Fortress with a large bomb, which caused the orcs to have a psychological collapse of faith.

Originally, when Naxxramas, which seemed to cover the entire sky, came to the sky above the fortress, most of the orc defenders already felt bad.

When the fortress collapsed, the orcs, known for their courage, deserted. Countless orc soldiers ran out of the bunkers or wooden towers where they were hiding. They screamed and ran in all directions to the west, just to stay away from the explosion range.

A little late!

The group of bunkers closest to the fortress were all affected. You must know that the Twilight Fortress is not a fortress in the traditional sense. It was built by Cho'gall using the earth elements from Deep Rock Continent.

The purity and content of its earth element are far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

The tribe did not know that such a strong fortress actually required a large amount of earth elements to be replenished on a daily basis. As Neltharion cooled down, Stonemother Therazane had secretly removed a large amount of earth elements from the Twilight Fortress.

This makes the Twilight Fortress more of an empty shell.

It is said to be an empty frame, but at least the mass of the fortress and the volume of the stone are placed there.

When it exploded, the effect caused by the collapse of this terrifying fortress over 100 meters high was simply like a landslide.

All the orcs within a hundred meters of the fortress were buried alive, and the flames of the explosion spread throughout a thousand meters. If you are at a close distance, even if you are hiding in a bunker or bunker, as long as you are not completely isolated from the flames, you will be immediately burned to charcoal by the pervasive fire wave.

Those who were far away were also burned by the fire waves.

After leaving the big bomb behind and conducting a simple battle damage assessment, Naxxramas left directly. Heading straight to the northeast, it will meet up with Dalaran and stage another good show in Orgrimmar.

As for cleaning the battlefield, there is no need for it. Excavation methods in the traditional sense are too time-consuming, manpower and material resources.

In addition to the Alliance infantry, there is a vassal race that cleans the battlefield very cleanly, namely the Qiraji. Whether they are the descendants of Oro, the earth-burrowing insect, or insect-men who are good at digging holes, they are the best choice for targeting enemies in the underground.

There are reasons why the alliance's main combat force is not allowed to take action on some matters.

The orcs in the Twilight Fortress have not yet been alienated. If they start massacres rashly, especially if ordinary human soldiers are allowed to massacre, some Virgin-type guys will always jump out. Chongzi is a great practitioner. If anything happens, a certain leader of Chongzi will take the blame.

If I am really in a hurry, I will say that I am not strict with my subordinates. Let the Zerg leader commit seppuku or something.

Anyway, the most important thing in the Qiraji Empire is the twin emperors. The emperor is fine, it doesn't matter how many insects die down there.

In the entire Barrens, there are almost no refugees from the tribe. All the refugees have fled to the vicinity of Orgrimmar.

The rest is nothing more than cannon fodder that the idiots are trying to use to slow down the alliance.

Bunkers and small and medium-sized fortresses are scattered throughout the Barrens. This will not be the goal of Naxxramas and other main players. The Alliance, which already had detailed intelligence, dispatched squadrons of different sizes to sweep the targets based on their size, and arranged mobile forces to respond.

"Bang!" Amidst the roaring sound of cannons, one fortress after another was blown into the sky.

If there were no splatters of flesh and blood and stumps, in the eyes of Alliance soldiers, this would be the simplest live-fire training.

You must know that during the training, in order to simulate the bombardment environment in strong winds, the alliance deliberately asked the captains of each training ship to drive the ship as if it were drunk, shaking and tilting in various ways.

The alliance standard requires that no less than 30% of the artillery shells be fired within a hundred meters of the target area at a distance of five thousand meters.

Even though there are various auxiliary instruments, the artillery feel can only be taught through a lot of live ammunition training.

Over the Barrens... the wind force is often only Level 1 or Level 2. Dry terrain, good views, and not too strong a wind. This is a typical example of actual combat being easier than training.

The Alliance destroyed the tribe's strongholds from all fronts. Every tribesman could clearly feel Duke's invisible hands firmly stuck on their necks, waiting to crush their throats and deliver a fatal blow.

The alliance's strangulation without leaving any survivors aggravated the tribe's panic.

More than a million tribal people and soldiers gathered at the gate of Orgrimmar, shouting to enter. In their hearts, only this great main city of Orgrimmar, with its tall city walls that has never fallen, is the only safe harbor.

It was then that Garrosh made a terrible decision.

"Close the city gate, and everyone, whether alliance or tribe, who enters the range of the city wall's bows and crossbows will be shot to death."

"What? They are all people of the tribe!" Someone objected!

"Crack!" With a sound, the opponent's head was crushed open by the chief with one hand on the spot.

Garrosh's distorted face has the most terrifying ferocity.

"The great orthodox tribe does not need the weak. The orcs have been here for hundreds of millions of years. I am not a weak Thrall, and I will not waste useless food and resources on the weak. Clans without ability will be thrown to It’s better to wait for death in the wilderness. It’s just that they have a weak chief, or maybe they didn’t inherit a strong bloodline. Hahaha!”

Vulgar, cruel, but true.

For thousands of years, the orcs have been undergoing the most brutal elimination. If you can't fight the crowd, you won't get the best hunting ground. Without good hunting grounds there won’t be enough game to survive the harsh winter. If you can't survive, you will either destroy other clans to seize resources, or die miserably under the power of nature.

This is a traditional orc, an orc who adheres to the typical law of survival of the fittest.

No traditional orc found anything wrong with Garrosh's words.