At the end of February 22, Year 22 of the Dark Portal, Zul 'gurub was supposed to have a high water season. The heavy rainfall directly caused every river in the troll capital to flow terrifyingly fast. This was why the Alliance Army had been helpless before.
Now, the amount of water in the river suddenly became like a dry year. Looking at the continuous rain in the sky, the trolls panicked. They all ran to ask Hakkar's priests.
The priests went to the high-ranking priests, and even alarmed Hakkar. The problem was that Hakkar was the evil god of chaos. This kind of trivial matter in his eyes was not worth disturbing. In a rage, he swallowed many troll believers as sacrifices before he calmed down.
Days passed, and the amount of water decreased day by day.
A month later, the trolls who had been defending the depths of Zul 'gurub finally discovered the problem. A large amount of white material flowed down from upstream, blocking up all the rivers. It also caused a large number of piranhas to die.
Many amphibious creatures like the crocodiles died, and the ones that were alive were not much better off. Most of them were dying. Some troll hunters tried to dissect the crocodiles' corpses and found that the crocodiles' lungs were filled with a greyish-white material.
The trolls finally panicked a little.
On a hill near the main entrance to the west of Zul 'gurub, Duque stood with a group of Alliance powerhouses.
They watched as the water of Zul 'gurub passed through a newly built temporary dam and was diverted into Lake Nafiriti through the former venture capital company's camp. The big shots of the Alliance were all filled with emotion.
No one had thought that rivers could be used like this.
Especially the dwarves and gnomes. Their eyes were filled with fanaticism as they looked at Duque's back.
Once upon a time, all steam technology was viewed as heresy on this continent, and even in the entire world. After all, Azeroth was a world of swords and magic.
Duque's appearance changed everything.
Even the harshest and most conservative old nobles had to admit that the swords produced by a large dwarven factory in a month could supply the soldiers of an entire kingdom. The economic value of a train track was greater than that of ten thousand carriages.
Now, even rivers could be changed, lakes could be drained, and even natural moats could be changed. What else couldn't technology do?
If it wasn't for the fact that the weapons brought about by technology were still unable to defeat the most powerful mages and all kinds of special champions and monsters, this might have already become the "steampunk" world that Duque mentioned.
Magni and the other dwarves were full of praises. Magni asked Duque, "Speaking of which, when did you become a water conservancy expert? How can you be sure that as long as there is enough cement, you can block the river? "
Duque pursed his lips. Of course he knew.
As an engineering student, he had seen too many brutal constructions by construction teams during his internship. For example, the workers would pour the leftover cement into the sewers for convenience. As a result, most of the sewers of the entire building were blocked.
It was true that the water would wash away the cement, but a lot of the heavier cement would still be deposited in the river and slowly silted up, forming a dammed lake similar to earthquakes or volcanic activity that would block the valley and silt up the water.
Now, Duque had used his engineering knowledge to divert away more than half of the water in Zul 'Gurub. As a result, Zul' Gurub would have no water to use, and the advancement of the Alliance's army would become smoother.
Duque tapped his temple. "Knowledge is power. During the ten years in the Void, I read almost all the books in Karazhan. There are many ancient and alien knowledge that you guys will never have the chance to come into contact with in your lifetime. "
"Uh, I don't care about the other books, but give us dwarves and gnomes a copy of the books on water conservancy. The conditions are negotiable. "
"Okay."
Duque 'finger was pointing. Everyone knew that wherever Duque pointed, the mountains and rivers would change according to the wishes of mortals. In the legends, this was already a domain that only gods could touch. This was what made mortals the most excited.
After everything was settled, Duque patted William's shoulder. "Alright, do as I say. We will probably be able to launch an all-out attack on Hakkar's forces in the summer. "
"Understood!" William nodded his head heavily.
"The problem of the Trolls has troubled the previous kings of Stormwind for more than two thousand years. Even though technology has advanced, don't expect to solve the problem of Zul 'Gurub in a short period of time. Don't compare yourself to the Amani Trolls. After all, the Amani Trolls only have a bunch of divine creatures with a bit of divinity standing behind them, while the Kubarash Trolls in Zul 'Gurub have a true god behind them. Even if it's a third-rate evil god, it's still a true god. "
Once again confirming that his goal was to slay a god, William still felt a surge of excitement ignite in his blood.
"Alright, I'll leave this place to you. I will bring the main forces of the various countries of Lordaeron to Silithus. Don't throw away the elites of our hometown! "Duque laughed.
"Don't worry, I will be very patient!" William promised.
Duque wasn't interested in Hakkar.
After all, a third-rate evil god that was weaker than Ragnaros didn't require Duque to personally deal with it. As long as they followed Duque's method and killed the high-ranking priests of Gurubashi one by one, Hakkar's power would also be weakened. It would be the best for William to practice his skills.
On the other side, because of Duque's plan, Kel 'Thuzad had no choice but to use the Scourge Army to fight against the bugmen of Ahn' Qiraj. Now, there was almost an outcome.
Previously, they knew that they had been tricked. After all, both sides were really angry. It was impossible for them to continue to work together to deal with the Alliance and the Horde like before.
However, Duque knew that the situation of the battle could change at any time.
It was already a pleasant surprise that the two of them had been fighting for so long.
"Move out the Heaven-Breaker. We will catch up with the main force of the Alliance!"
As early as January, the main force of the Alliance had already started the Western Expedition.
This time, the army that was preparing to attack Silithus was a huge force consisting of 350,000 soldiers and 400,000 logistical troops. Of course, the so-called 400,000 logistical troops were mostly Theramore's soldiers and civilians.
The 350,000 soldiers were divided into three parts.
The first part was the Night Elves. They set off from the Feathermoon Fortress on the island in the southwest of the Kalimdor Continent. The total force was about 50,000, but they were all elite sentries and Druids.
The second part was the Theramore Army. Before the Night Elves joined the Alliance, Theramore was the bridgehead of the Alliance in Kalimdor. Theramore was far stronger than it had been in history. With Duque's intentional or unintentional refugee diversion and support, Theramore had already become a huge military city-state with 150,000 soldiers and 350,000 accompanying family members.
This time, apart from leaving 20,000 troops, Theramore had almost turned out in full force.
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