Indeed, Duque felt that the current Alliance definitely had the strength to wipe out the entire Pandaria.
There would only be one result. The Alliance would become the Alliance of Fear or Father's Enemy 3. If such a thing happened in the game, even Daddy Blizzard would not be able to stand it.
Duque definitely knew the structure of the various races on Pandaria. Which idiots deserved to die and which fellows could be kept alive? The problem was that Comrade Old Chen, who was technically a native creature, did not even know. Yet, an outsider like Duque suddenly said that he was a charlatan and wanted to kill all the mantises on Pandaria. How would Old Chen look at him?
Spoilers might be bad, but it was enough!
Look, didn't people often say, "Spoilers are fun for a while, but the whole family goes to the crematorium"?
The Alliance was no longer the scum organization that still used wooden warships to fight to Pandaria in history. The more overwhelming the strength, the more humble and cautious they were. This was the bearing of a big country, oh, a big organization.
"Okay, that's it for today. No one really knows what the situation on Pandaria is like for more than two thousand years. I hope to send an elite delegation to enter Pandaria accompanied by Lili and Chen Tempest Liquor. Understand the situation first. It's best to have a diplomatic visit with the pandaren and other neutral or righteous organizations to reach a consensus against the evil forces of Ashaka. "
This sentence was directed at everyone.
The next sentence was for the military.
"According to Chen, Pandaria is a continent with complicated terrain. Under the premise that we can't use weapons of mass destruction, it's inevitable to enter ground and close combat. Based on this, please quickly formulate a battle plan for mountain warfare in the Alliance military. "
At this point, Duque's speech was actually fine. The next sentence was like taking off one's pants and farting.
"As for the Horde's warships, immediately send out pursuit troops to let as few Horde enter Pandaria as possible. Because the Horde will become a disaster. "
You, Duque, were the one who put those broken Horde ships into Pandaria. Now you're asking us to formulate a battle plan for fighting in the hills and forests?
The Alliance generals wanted to beat someone up.
Only General Taylor smiled bitterly.
On the other side, Brainless Roar's army was quite miserable. For all the survivors, this was definitely a nightmarish escape.
First, he bumped into the Alliance's patrol team. Then, he was extremely lucky. He fired a few cannons randomly and took down three of the Alliance's flying ships in the middle of the night.
After that, they engaged in a cannon battle with the Alliance's pursuing fleet and fought evenly … That would be strange.
Looking over, Garrus felt that he still had a lot of fleets left. He had thought that once they were discovered by the Alliance, it would be good if only half of them remained. Who would have thought that there would be nearly five sixths left?
As they left the Alliance's absolute air defense circle, the captains of the Horde's ships realized that something was wrong when they counted their losses.
The losses were too great.
Most aerial battles would result in the destruction of the ship and the death of the pilot.
Why does it feel like if the ship is not destroyed, the people will die?
He didn't feel it at night. In any case, there were screams and chaos everywhere.
In order to not become a target in the dark, no one was allowed to light a fire unless the ship was on fire. Whatever pain you have, hold it in for me. Anyone who dared to light a fire to see if they were injured would jump off the airship.
In the morning, most of the captains found that their ships had become a slaughterhouse.
The Alliance seemed to be pursuing a high hit rate, so they used a large number of shrapnel bullets called "Three Style Bullets". These shrapnel bullets were the upgraded version of the grapeshot bullets from the gunpowder era. Their target was purely soft damage, and they were aiming for human lives.
For this sudden expedition, the Horde had gathered a large number of elite infantrymen.
Almost every ship was stuffed like a can of sardines. It was completely crowded. Unless the captain insisted that no more people were allowed on board, the ship would crash. The commanders of the various Horde forced people in.
As a result, facing the Alliance's shrapnel bullets, these Horde warriors, who could easily fight ten people in close combat, lost their lives just like that.
After the Alliance's shells penetrated the armor of the Horde's warships, they quickly exploded, forming a sharp cone shaped killing area like an ice cream bucket. All the Horde warriors in that area were shot into a hornet's nest.
Even if they were alive, most of them were seriously injured, lying in pools of blood and moaning in pain.
In order to avoid the cannons that repeatedly hit the side of the ship, many airships crashed because the people inside all scrambled to the other side, causing the airship's propellers to lose balance and eventually crash.
If the Horde had enough resources, they could give every elite Horde warrior a full set of armor, enough food, and medical supplies.
Armor … Even the fiercest Orc warriors didn't like to wear full body armor. This made them extremely weak in front of shrapnel. And on a ship, who would wear heavy armor that weighed more than a hundred pounds?
Speaking of medicine, at the beginning of the Apocalypse, after the Horde and the Alliance became enemies, the Horde's medicine supply was completely cut off.
Other than the herbs that the Shamans made themselves, it could be said that the injured Horde warriors could not receive any effective treatment. The Apocalypse also destroyed the natural environment in most areas, which led to a further decrease in the supply of herbs.
If it wasn't for the Horde's extremely barbaric tradition, injuries basically relied on self-healing. If self-healing failed, you deserved it. Other than a few cries from your loved ones, no one took it seriously.
If it was the Alliance that had a large lack of medicine, which led to an increase in casualties, they would have long exploded.
"The Fire of Heaven has 81 warriors that can still fight. The Mammoth has 219. "Magatha, who was beside him, reported to Garrouch, which made the Great Chief very upset.
The breakout plan was a success, but only a small part of it was successful.
He had brought so many elites, but half of them died in the sky. This kind of sh * t made Garrouch go crazy.
"Great Chief, what about the wounded?"
"On almost every ship, the wounded are several times more than the number of people who can still fight."
"Let the seriously injured people end their own lives. We are not weak dogs of the Alliance! A true Horde warrior, after suffering a fatal injury, will always find an enemy on the battlefield that can perish together with him! "Garrouch roared angrily. His thunderous voice made everyone tremble with fear as they conveyed his orders.
No one noticed that the violent aura in their Great Chief's eyes was spreading uncontrollably. Fear, madness, anger, doubt, confusion, hatred, and pride. Seven terrifying auras formed two small vortexes. In Garrouch's bloodshot eyes, they impressively replaced the most central pupil.
Then, a tragic scene occurred.
The seriously injured Orcs were ending their own lives. One by one, they were either forced or chose to jump from the side of the ship into the cold sea.
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