Magni smiled. It was a bitter smile. "That's good. Then my old brother can rest in peace. "
No wonder Magni was so excited.
The more dangerous the mission, the more elite the troops.
Dwarves might seem to be good at fighting, but they were actually built up over time. Dwarves had very long lives. Although they couldn't compare to elves, they could live for a few hundred years.
Those who were lost this time were all old brothers who had been with Magni for many years. It had been 20 years since the second battle of the Dark Portal. Not to mention personal relationships, even if it was just a simple superior-subordinate relationship, the death of so many highly mechanized elite veterans would still be heartbroken.
They had to defend against the Beetle Gate. If they just used bugs to rush out like before, Silithus would be covered in bugs, and that would be hard to clean up.
This was the dilemma of the commander.
Duque sighed. "Bu Laing, after confirming that Naxxramas is safe, cover it with artillery. Even if we can't kill C 'Thun, don't let its tentacles grow endlessly. "
"Understood!" The third brother of the Bronzebeard Family nodded. Very soon, the entire fortress was filled with the sound of artillery.
Naxxramas, the Heaven-Breaker, and many other flying battleships used violent artillery shells to cover the entire north side of the Ahn 'Qiraj Temple.
"Did you notice?" Magni asked two minutes later.
Looking at the temple roof that had exploded in the artillery fire and the huge pillars that had collapsed, Duque replied, "Yes, the divine power shield has disappeared."
The enemy's defense had weakened, which wasn't necessarily a good thing.
The biggest possibility was that C 'Thun had always had excess divine power to protect the entire territory.
If it was compared to loosening five fingers in an attempt to grab the enemy's fist, now it was like pulling back all five fingers and clenching them into a fist, ready to fight against the allied forces.
At this time, an orc messenger ran into the command center. "The great chief and the others are back."
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the door of the command center opened again. Under the salute of twelve Alliance and Horde guards, the burly Horde men returned.
"Duque, how is the situation? The tribe can attack at any time! "Sal's face was filled with exhaustion, but his eyes were still shining.
Grom and Kane, who had worked with Duque before, felt the same way. Even though Grom only had one arm left, he still had the strength to wield Bloodhowl.
Duque smiled. "Warriors of the tribe, you need to rest."
Grom stepped forward. Just as he was about to speak, Duque gestured for him to keep quiet.
"I don't mean to underestimate the tribe's powerhouses, but … C 'Thun's momentum is at its peak. Is it appropriate for us to clash head-on with them?"
Was it appropriate?
Of course not. Even if they joined forces, the allied forces would still be the weaker side. After all, C 'Thun was still a True God!
Duque ignored the reactions of the experts in the tribe and turned around, "Tyrande, I'll have to trouble you for the next two days. You don't have to use your full strength. Just use the small [Starfall] to get rid of all the tentacles that it's growing out. "
"Understood!" Tyrande combed her hair and nodded.
To control such a huge meteorite with such a ridiculous mass and kinetic energy, Tyrande obviously needed to expend a lot of energy. But ordinary [Starfall] could be fired every ten minutes as long as she had Elune's divine power to replenish it, let alone once every eight hours.
Duque looked at Sal again. "I have confidence in doing this. Please forgive me for not being able to tell you right now. Right now, the Warriors of the tribe need to rest. One day is not enough. At least three days! "
Sal did not waste any time and directly agreed. "Okay! On the fourth day, we will gather to kill the god! "
Sal stretched out his green hand that was even bigger than a bear's paw.
Duque smiled and shook hands with Sal.
This was a historic handshake.
At this moment, no one realized what this handshake meant.
It had to be said that Duque was very kind.
The Warriors of the tribe had just finished fighting in the ruins of Ahn 'Qiraj. If they directly followed the Alliance to fight C' Thun, it would be a great victory. No one could estimate the losses that would follow.
After all, at this moment, most of the Warriors of the tribe were injured.
The wounds could be repaired with Nature magic or Holy Light. What about the lost physical strength, spirit, and blood?
Anyone who overdrew their energy from strenuous exercise would be tired that night and would not have any energy the next day.
Duque gave them a full three days of rest, which was very rare for the Warriors of the tribe. In order to ensure the quality of their rest, they were even placed in an independent space in the center of Naxxramas, enjoying a quiet holiday without listening to the sound of gunfire all day long.
Four days later, on April 1st, Year 22 of the Dark Portal, a day that was a bit funny for the travelers, the allied forces attacked.
Three consecutive days of carpet bombing turned the entire Ahn 'Qiraj temple into ruins.
C 'Thun tried to fight back, but Bu Laing made full use of the range of the cannons and kept teasing C' Thun at least five thousand meters away from the edge of the Ahn 'Qiraj temple.
Now, there were basically no tentacles on the surface of the temple ruins.
"Let's go!" Under Duque's order, the Alliance, the Tribe, and a certain Black Dragon Princess in human form, a total of forty people set off from Naxxramas on a pure-blooded Firehawk. They set off in the early morning and rushed straight into the huge hole created by the collapse of the entrance of the Ahn 'Qiraj temple.
Almost as soon as they entered the hole, Duque and the others received a grand welcome.
Countless tentacles broke through the rock stratum and appeared around the dark cave walls. They writhed madly with their claws and fangs bared. Looking from afar, the blurry writhing in the darkness was accompanied by a terrifying sound, which made many heroines feel numb.
"Damn it! Why does it seem like we've lost our minds and sent ourselves into C 'Thun's mouth as snacks? "Gavin Rad complained fiercely.
"Actually, it's pretty much the same," Duque replied casually.
If you knew later that many people had the chance to be swallowed into C 'Thun's stomach and fight for their lives, would you be furious?
Duque didn't tell them all about this strategy, because apart from the ancient Titans, no one really had the experience of fighting C 'Thun. In particular, he didn't want to use the theory of fate that he had used to scare people into recruiting underlings on the Tribe.
As the pure-blooded Firehawk descended, suddenly, a rock wall in the 12 o 'clock direction of the main force exploded.
Jaina raised her hand, and several elemental light bullets shot in that direction. The exploding fire elements lit up the area as if it were daytime. A monster in the shape of a big earthworm with a huge mouth jumped out.
"Ouro!?" Gavin Rad was shocked.
"No! It's even smaller. "Queen Sylvanas had sharp eyes and immediately determined that the size was wrong.
"Bah! We've even killed its old man. Why would we be afraid of a small one? "
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