Bu Laing's eyes flashed. "And then you get someone to blow up the higher entrance of the Moon Shadow Valley, and let the massive amount of water pour into the Valley?"
Duque smiled.
Everything was calculated by the system. After scanning the topographic map of the entire Moon Shadow Valley, the system elf prompted Duque if he wanted to do 'Guan Er Ge Drown the Seven Armies'.
Duque decisively clicked 'Yes'.
When he came to the Moon Shadow Valley as a player before he transmigrated, he did not think that it was that bad. At most, it was the depressing sky, the slightly nauseating atmosphere, and the color rendering.
Only when he came to the Moon Shadow Valley did he realize that it was not a place for people to stay.
On the black land eroded by the dark energy, there was a dry and stinky wind everywhere, and the air was filled with a nauseating smell. There was no clean water to be found. After flying on the Gryphon for a whole day, all he saw was a neon green dark energy lake.
That bright green color easily made people think of something like nuclear cola, radiation sickness, and the like.
Duque strongly suspected that staying in this place for three months, any normal person would become demonic, and become neither human nor ghost.
The dwarves who tried to build the Wildhammer Fortress had to dig deep wells to extract the muddy water, filter it, and then pour large bottles of Shattrath Holy Water to neutralize it before they dared to drink it.
Building a castle, even if it was mechanized, was heavy physical labor. Water was essential, or else people would die.
Since he had to clean up the scattered demons, Duque might as well flood the entire western half of the Moon Shadow Valley.
Looking down from the airship, this sea-like scenery could not be said to be boundless, but it had an even more shocking effect.
The airship fleet was less than twenty kilometers into the Moon Shadow Valley, and geographically, they had just come in through the narrowest funnel-shaped entrance on the ground.
If the waterline came from the west, they could barely see the end of the waterline, but as the Moon Shadow Valley's basin-like structure moved from west to east, the area of flat land became larger and larger. After the waves pushed over, it formed a long arc, so long that the end could not be seen.
Only at the north and south sides of it, the end could barely be seen. Because the sky above the Moon Shadow Valley was shrouded in a large amount of Demonic Fog, the lighting was quite poor. Even with binoculars, one could only see the undulating shadows.
Even though he knew that it was the mountain range that surrounded the entire Moon Shadow Valley, he still felt as if it was the border between the sea and the void, as if it was merely the dark oil paint of a painter's brush.
Under the outline of the long mountain ranges in the north and south, there was a lake that was muddy and a bit green. It couldn't be said to be boundless, but the feeling of washing away all the rubbish was quite satisfying.
The Flying Fleet continued to advance. After more than an hour, they arrived at the location of the abandoned Wildhammer Stronghold. It was a typical hill. Although it was not too high, it was still more than 100 meters above the valley floor.
The corpses that they didn't manage to retrieve in time had already been devoured by wild beasts until only a few bones were left. The remnants of the abandoned city walls still had the incomparably tyrannical claw marks of the Evil Demons.
But now, everything was different.
Hellfire, aren't you very powerful? Burn everything, burn, burn. Do you have the ability to evaporate this sea-like lake?
Hell Dog, aren't you very fast? Do you have the ability to accelerate from zero to 100 kilometers per hour in water for me to see?
Although the old site of the Wildhammer Stronghold in the southern mountain range now looked like a lone island in the middle of the ocean, the Burning Legion, who were only good at land and air battles, had no way of passing through this vast and vast lake.
Coming down from the Flying Battleship, Mark Dooku and his men stood at the edge of this' peninsula ', their expressions extremely relaxed.
Bu Laing called out to his men, "Little bastards, hurry up and get to work! I want to see a beginner-level beach blocking position with anti-air firepower within half an hour. "
Kudran Wildhammer got down from his Griffin King Scarlet. They had been flying for three hours since they left Fort Windrunner. Even the Griffin King was a little tired, let alone the other griffins.
"Yo, Duque, can't you get your Storm Naga to control this area of water? Then we only need to guard against the enemies coming from the sky. "
Duque shook his head and pointed to the fluorescent green surface of the water. "You swim in it every day. If there's no holy light to help you expel the evil energy in your body, let's see if you'll turn into a demon."
If not for the large amount of evil energy in the water, Duque would really have mobilized the Naga to defend. After all, the demons of the Burning Legion were almost all-terrain creatures.
Many demons could breathe better, and even if they could not, they could make do.
Duque had seen the records: in the past 25,000 years, the Burning Legion could even conquer and destroy the gaseous creatures of the gaseous planets, let alone a small water attack.
This was just an obstacle, not an insurmountable moat.
Of course, the small-scale Naga troops were still prepared.
There was a thousand-strong elite Naga team on the transport ship. If the pressure on the frontline was too great, Duque would invest in this team of Nagas. At most, he would use the diluted holy water of Shattrath City to bathe the Nagas.
However, for three days in a row, there was no danger. There were indeed demons emerging from the water like the Loch Ness monster, but there were not many who actually attacked the fortress in the building.
More of them were the instincts of the low-level demons driving the scattered demons to break into the fortress' defense circle.
They came at irregular intervals. Sometimes it was just one or two hellhounds coming to deliver food, and sometimes it was a whole team of demon guards.
This was a pain in the ass for the defenders. They could only deploy as many troops as possible, divided into four teams, and rotated every two hours. Each time, there would be no less than 3,000 troops stationed on the shore.
After three days, even if they ran to stand for two hours every six hours, the morale of the troops was clearly low. After all, no one knew how many demons would follow after the first one emerged from the water.
Sending out Naga scouts was not a good move. There was a lot of green evil energy in the water, and the water was murky. The range of detection was quite limited, and there were Nagas who were killed and could not come back.
"Well, this is forcing me to use my ultimate move." Duque sighed.
On the morning of the fourth day. On the makeshift dock, everyone saw a strange new machine that extended part of its parts into the water.
Duque stood in front of the machine and proudly announced to a group of dwarves, gnome craftsmen and scientists:
"Hello everyone, welcome to the latest masterpiece of Marcus Future Technology Co., Ltd. – the underwater sonar system. Sonar is an electronic device that uses the transmission characteristics of sound waves underwater, and through electro-acoustic conversion and information processing, it completes underwater detection and communication tasks. Our new passive product belongs to the category of acoustic positioning. By monitoring the noise in the water, we can roughly determine how many enemies are coming and what their size is. "
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