Duque was speechless at Braindead Roar's IQ and EQ.
In his opinion, he had at least ten thousand ways to solve this problem. For example, he could find a few unlucky people to test the triggering mode of the landmines. Was it pressure sensing? Biological sensing? Or elemental sensing?
If he found a way, it would be better to let the goblins install rollers to open the way.
Unfortunately, his brain was not good, and he was not knowledgeable enough.
Duque snapped his fingers. "Second stage."
Soon, the advancing Horde army discovered that another nightmare had arrived.
Countless small robots with two ridiculous mechanical legs and big red flashing lights on their heads charged at the Horde with ridiculous steps.
If there was a veteran general like Varrock Salufar in the Horde army, he would definitely not be unfamiliar with these things.
Because it was the nightmare that he had brought to the Horde in the second year of the Dark Portal.
[Mobile Alarm System] — Nearly thirty years ago, the magical craftsmanship of the gnomes had created a special robot called [Demon Demon Spirit] by the players of the Celestial Empire.
What the Horde was facing now was the upgraded version of the [Demon Demon Spirit] of the Journey to the West.
What did that mean?
The Demon Demon Spirit that would send you to the Western Paradise!
Although the Horde warriors were extremely vigilant, they could not avoid the [Demon Demon Spirits] that were charging at them from all directions when the front was clearing the mines and the middle and rear parts of the army were completely blocked.
As a self-destructing unit, this new type of robot used two layers of armor. There was a thick layer of baffle at the front, and the outermost layer in the other directions was a thin iron sheet that was easy to break. Between the two layers of armor, there was a large amount of small metal lumps and scraps left over from metallurgy and manufacturing.
When a Demon Demon Spirit rushed into the midst of the Horde soldiers, the Alliance thief in charge of controlling it from afar would press a designated button while invisible. Through elemental control, the Demon Demon Spirit would send all the Horde soldiers within a ten-meter radius to the Western Paradise.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Flesh and blood flew everywhere. Broken limbs spun in the air. The continuous explosions brought great panic to the Horde.
Unfortunately, the Orcs' strength lay in close combat. When the Darkspear Trolls left the Horde, the Horde lost their best hunters and archers. It was not that the Orcs did not have hunters, but they were not as good as the trolls.
Very quickly, not only the front of the group, but also the back of the Ancient Road, tens of thousands of Yaoyao Spirits that were flickering with dazzling red light caught up.
They were like the messengers of death, and also like the whips of God that drove the Orcs away. They stimulated the nerves of the tribal warriors even more.
"I give the order! Everyone, split into echelons and charge forward! "Brainless Roar finally couldn't help but issue a rather rash order.
Batches after batches of tribal soldiers began to form a single line, charging forward every twenty meters.
"Rumble rumble rumble …" The continuous explosions created a cruel and bloody path of death.
On Naxxramas, Hoof was a little puzzled. "Why don't we just send the Flying Fleet in?"
"This is bloodletting!" Queen Sylvie's eyes flashed. "If we go all out, we can just shoot down all the airships in the sea around Durotar. There's no need to go through so much trouble. "
Muradin continued: "But we also don't want too many powerful tribal warriors to obtain the power of Yashaji. After all, no one knew to what extent the so-called Evil Qi could strengthen ordinary soldiers. If every tribal warrior became a humanoid tank, then the Alliance would have a headache. "
"So we reduced the number of tribal soldiers in advance?" Hoof seemed to understand.
"Yes, not bad. Imriel, you've improved! "Duque praised her.
"Sigh! I feel like you guys are a little like Eredar. "
Duque firmly denied this. He activated the Holy Light in his body on the spot. Immediately, Duque's body shone with a golden light, even brighter than the God of Light.
Tyrande was annoyed. "Come on, who doesn't know that you can use your shadow form to sneak into the Burning Legion?"
Duque was speechless!
Speaking of which, that was a very long story. He still remembered that he pretended to be the bad guy and kissed Tyrande, and seemed to have forced her to do all kinds of shameful things. Then, there was the ten thousand years of shelving play.
Ahem, I've gone too far!
Duque would not force an awkward conversation or anything like that.
Bloodletting and whatnot, it was fine as long as it was appropriate.
The Alliance used all kinds of strange methods to harass the tribe and make the tribe bleed continuously. After all, Duque did not know if the tribal warriors in this life, after being strengthened by the murderous aura, would be able to use their faces to take a bullet and not die.
The tribe was prepared to attack the Door of the Heavenly Gods with a domineering attitude, only to find that the door was already open.
YashaJi's murderous aura directly ignored the will of the four gods from the inside, and burst open the door.
The overjoyed Brainless Roar, under the guidance of YashaJi's remnant will, sent troops and Goblin diggers to destroy a mountain and a lake in the Splendid Valley. In the depths of the excavated cave, they found the heart of the ancient god YashaJi, who was imprisoned by the Titan Guardians. Then, the area was taken over by the Kukaron Army.
At the same time, little Andoine, under the escort of the Alliance's elite team, visited the temples of the four Celestial Lords in Pandaria, and learned from them about strength, tenacity, wisdom, and the meaning of hope. He also passed the trials of the Celestial Lords and received their blessings.
In the end, little Andoine used the blessings of the four Celestial Lords to create a legendary cloak for his father.
On the other hand, the clueless Zhu Tulan finally caught up to Brainless Roar. He brought a large number of pandaren guards to guard the original palace of the Ancient Fiendish Mountain.
However, Zhu Tulan was destined to be unable to stop Garrouch Hellroar's ambition.
Because the Seventh Evil had appeared.
The Seventh Evil was called the Proud Evil, and it was the last sin that the pandaren emperor Shaohao could not escape from. Under its influence, the emperor used a fog to cover the land. For 10,000 years, the Proud Evil had been waiting for an opportunity. When Garrouch awakened the Heart of YashaJi, the power of pride in his heart allowed the dark energy to merge perfectly with his body.
The tribe's war drums had already been beaten, and the deafening battle cries filled the beautiful valley.
The huge box that carried the heart of the ancient god, the Heart of YashaJi, was transported to the lake in front of the palace of the Ancient Fiendish Mountain under the escort of the Kukaron Guards.
Garrouch, whose strength had been greatly increased, felt that he was in a better state than ever.
That boundless power, that surging sense of excitement that seemed to be able to blow up a mountain with a single punch, stimulated his nerves all the time.
The voice in his heart became louder and louder.
There was only one last step left!
Garrouch raised his brown-red head, and ordered, "I can feel the hunger of this heart! Throw it into the lake! "
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