Chapter 326 Violent Crossing the Sea

After haggling for a long time, Terenas accepted Duke's preferential package - only 1.6 million Arathor gold coins per month, half of which can be owed, half must be paid in cash, and all arrears can be paid with precious artwork or Valuable gold as collateral.

In exchange, Duke provided 300 FFF flamethrower teams, promising that as long as the flamethrowers survived, he would try to make up for those flamethrowers that were damaged under normal use conditions, as well as provide the fuel needed for all battles.

Ilucia was puzzled by Duke's actions.

"Teacher, uh, Duke, why are you doing this?" Ilucia has personally seen Duke turn a valve from the bottom of the tank that is about to flow out the finished fuel, and then a huge amount of fuel flows out of the huge tank next to it. . The flow rate made Ilucia only think of exaggerated words such as 'the dam burst' and 'the river is declining'.

Ilucia blinked and looked at the strange square inscriptions engraved on the body of the flamethrower gun. Just press the valve, and you will see those inscriptions glow with yellow magic: "Still, the production of FFF artificial dragon's breath launches The biggest cost of the device is these mysterious inscriptions?"

Duke glanced at the 'inscription' on it, and rarely blushed.

What is written on it are some Chinese characters, such as:

"Burn it! Burn it! Burn it all!"

"Hahaha! Couples die!"

"Traitors who betray the single dog alliance will be burned to death."

"This is the genuine version of Uncle Duke, goblin pirates will die!"

Duke coughed hard, and put on a serious and strict teacher's appearance: "Well, those are anti-theft items. Once the inscription is damaged, it will affect the operation of the launcher. Of course, the biggest key is not this."

"That is……"

Duke patted Ilucia's head: "I'm very happy that you didn't reveal the secret of the dragon's breath sprayer. In fact, I'm not just thinking about this war. The war will definitely be won by mankind." In the end, the difference lies in how much you win and how much each country pays, so I have already begun to plan for the post-war period."

"After the battle!?" Ilucia's eyes widened in astonishment.

What foresight is this!

When the orcs are on fire, the entire continent is still mired in the quagmire of war, and when every human being can't see the future clearly, Duke has already begun to think of balancing the most powerful Lordaeron in the alliance after the war... …If this is true, then Father is not on the same level as Duke.

Duke looked into the distance, his black eyes became extremely deep, like the endless starry sky, giving Ilucia a feeling that she would never be able to see through it, but she was unconsciously trapped in it.

There was a strange warmth in the big hand touching her head.

For many years, even my closest relatives have never been so affectionate to me. The father is ruthless and only looks at the balance of interests. Mother was busy with magic. And the two younger brothers are already like sharks in the mother's womb, starting to cultivate each other's power and preparing to devour each other in the future...

But Duke, the young mage who claims to be her master, gave her the warmth she longed for but never got.

In her heart, Ilucia sighed secretly: "Oh, it would be great if Duke was my husband-in-law. Don't worry, be safe... But, he will definitely not want me, the asking price of my lord father, even the king can't afford it." bear……"

Ilucia is very aware of the virtues of her bastard father, and for the benefit of the family, she will definitely use her marriage to extract maximum benefits for the Barov family.

Lowering her head slightly, Ilucia let out a silent sigh.

In the Horde camp at the Sepulcher, Grom Hellscream also let out a deep sigh.

For the first time he felt a heavy burden on his shoulders.

It was thought that the 400,000 orcs on the western front crossed the sea, and as long as 200,000 successfully landed, they could destroy the entire northern continent of humans.

Relying on the new type of transport ship transformed by goblins, a total of 320,000 orcs from the tribe successfully landed this time, and 250,000 of them were soldiers. Grom thought it was safe. Who knew humans would come up with some fire-breathing weapons.

I don't know what it is, once it gets on that sticky stuff, just wait for the whole body to be burned.

Except for the Blackstone clan, which is naturally highly resistant to flames, most of the others will die if they get caught.

In order to save the food brought from the transport ship, Grom had to order the wounded soldiers to take the lead in every attack to consume the opponent's flames.

The only good thing is that the opponent's flame-spraying devices are not too many, and the range is not too far. Even if it is on the arrow tower, it can only shoot about 20 meters away. If it is on the ground, it will be even closer.

First use a long-range weapon, such as a catapult, for a round of bombardment, and sacrifice some people, and you can still pull humans into melee combat. It's just that when they are about to win a complete victory and kill almost all human beings, it is often this disgusting flame weapon that appears again.

Let the tribe fall short every time.

Now, the vicinity of the Sepulcher has become a meat grinder, where the Alliance and the Horde kill tens of thousands of people every day.

Sensing slight footsteps behind him, Grom didn't turn his head: "What's the situation behind?"

Appearing out of the hazy air was the sword master Samuro: "Gul'dan recruited more compatriots from the Dark Portal. Although the combat power has declined, at least the number has been replenished. Now Red *The two brothers Blackhand led 300,000 orcs to attack the Arathi Highlands."

"Hmph! I can't even attack that bridge. Can those two brats from the Mafia family do it?" Grom was very fierce, but when he met someone who could pick him up with three axes and survive, a certain militia captain and writer The prince of Stromgarde, the guy whose surname is Trollbane, Grom can't stand up against the enemy.

"No! It's not just attacking from the bridge. Now Gul'dan suggests filling that strait first."

"Fill? Didn't you say it couldn't be done before?"

Indeed, it's not that the tribe has never tried it before, but throwing stones or clods of soil or something, they were washed away and disappeared. Lost for a few days, the turbulent strait did not narrow at all, and then the tribe gave up treatment.

"No, Gul'dan was inspired by humans blocking our transport ship. Tell Red * Black Hand 'Because the rock was not big enough before, as long as you drop a big enough boulder, you can also block the strait'. Red did so, and at this time It will be reinforced where the alliance blocks the strait."

Grom was extremely stunned: "Well, I have to say that humans are a smart race, but it's a pity that Gul'dan finally came up with an idea on our side."

"It will take about two weeks to seal off the strait and create a passage that allows the army to pass through."

"Okay, then I will crucify the main force of mankind here." Grom's eyes ignited raging flames.