Chapter 375: : Sickle and Civil War
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Titan Dawn
- Lazy Old Man
- 1276 characters
- 2021-03-01 05:03:36
Kalimdor Continent, Palace of the Night.
The imperial officials coming and going were surprised to find that in the center of Baiyu Square, there was a weird huge ornament, and it seemed to be a sculpture made of steel.
According to Her Majesty the Emperor, this strange black iron golem is called a rat tank.
Oh, this thing turns out to be a tank!
The tank still looks like this?
The Empire's tanks are all in the shape of a mechanical spider, which moves quickly with four mechanical legs.
This rat tank had no mechanical legs, only two rows of heavy iron wheels, and was covered with a long layer of iron skin called a track.
Everyone inquire about each other later, oh. . . This thing was made when Her Majesty hanged out with Sargeras a few days ago, it seems that Her Majesty is quite a baby.
Polish the tracks today, maintain the parts tomorrow, and maintain the posture of the goblin motorcycle.
It's just that they own a private motorcycle, and His Royal Highness a private tank.
If you want to say artistic sense, you can't really see where this mouse tank has artistic sense and aesthetic sense from the aesthetic sense of elves. The angular appearance is really not interesting.
"That iron golem is the booty you took out following the badass of Sargeras and brought it back? Do you have any taste? Ugly!"
Elune's incarnation sat comfortably on the sofa in the hall, with a large plate of strawberries from Ashiya in front of him, and kept sending it to his mouth.
"You have no taste! How beautiful the little baby is, you women, don't understand the romance of men at all!"
"Ugly! It's ugly! Those mechanical spiders look better than it!"
Hu Feng put down his report and waved his hand.
"Okay, okay, don't talk about this ... the druids are really desperate enough to look for the sickle of the moon god, and now Gillian will be turned over."
"I said nothing to blame them."
"It's not a question of blame, it's a matter of dignity and face."
Eastern Kingdoms mainland, Gilneas.
Another piece of forest chicken flying dog jumped, and a large number of mechanical spiders of the Border Guard rammed through the forest in the dark night. When they met the werewolf, they bombarded them and blasted them into fragments together with surrounding trees.
"This is not a question of the moon not blame it! Understand! This is a question of the dignity and credibility of our druids! When the moon gave the sickle, we not only lost it, but also made a big mistake! Gilneas, so I just blasted this broken place and found the sickle! "
Well, listen to the attitude of this druid, he must be a dawn druid.
Orthodox druids usually don't have that much suffocation in their words, nor are they so direct.
Of course, there is no opinion on the dark border guards. Isn't that a werewolf and a forest?
Although the orthodox druids who came with the army wanted to take a mild approach, there was no gentle way to choose in the case that this wild werewolf did not communicate with you at all and would kill you.
As they kept going, the elves noticed something strange.
The closer to the depths of the forest, the greater the number of wild werewolves here. Groups of werewolves shuttled between trees, howling to attack the elven army.
Druid scouts transformed into the form of an imperial eagle also made new discoveries: in the middle of the forest, there were a large number of werewolves.
And in the middle of the wolf crowd, there was an elf druid with a sickle on her back.
That's Willin Star Star Song!
To be precise, it was the body of Willin Stark, fully manipulated by the sickle of Luna.
At this moment, the female druid is not even an undead. At most, it is a walking dead like a carrier skin. Luna sickle is her brain.
The soul of the real Willing Stark Song has long been relieved and dissipated in the twilight forest.
Luna's sickle also found the druids circling in the air. Willind immediately screamed, and his body began to distort and transform into a huge werewolf.
It is estimated that only the Luna sickle can be used for this banished Druid Werewolf deformation.
If ordinary druids are transformed into werewolves, their intellect will quickly succumb to the endless wildness and become lost into a beast that only knows to kill.
The flying scout returned immediately and informed the army of the determined target position.
The night elves' army immediately intensified the offensive, shrinking the encirclement in a state of encirclement.
The war in the forest is extremely fierce, and the situation outside the forest is also not calm.
A large number of sensible werewolves in black leather armor, and the Gilneas human forces loyal to the king, are engaged in a brutal street fight in their capital, Gilneas.
Lord Godfrey's rebels are losing ground, and they are about to lose the half of the city they occupy.
The rebels have no chance to come back. After receiving support from the Southern Alliance, the King ’s army has greatly strengthened its military strength. Human soldiers have a musket and a sturdy armor. The rational werewolves put on a pair of extremely sharp steel finger sleeves, let alone a claw, let alone the iron plate can be shown to you.
Gao Frei has ordered the entire army to retreat, returning to its territory and looking at the sea cliff area, ready to defend.
The win was in the hands, but King Gene was not in the slightest joy.
The tsunami that does not know when it will recede has inundated all low-lying areas of Gilneas, which basically accounts for one-third of Gilneas' entire land, and these areas are also fertile food plantations.
So even if the rebels are defeated, Gilneas' overall strength is plummeted. Although there are more unique werewolf troops in the military, the economic aspect is the end.
It is conceivable that the future will be inseparable from the support of the Southern League in a short time.
Since the last messenger mission to Lordaeron came to an end, King Jean has severed the idea of rejoining the Northern Alliance.
Not to mention that Jean has always been wary of Lordaeron. Even if the ruler has become Queen Caria, he is always a member of the Royal Terenas. If he killed Jean, he would not believe Carlia. Without her father's dream of a great country unification.
Just at this time, the Southern Union reached out an olive branch, and Jean caught it immediately.
As long as there are disputes and disputes between the Southern League and Lordaeron, Gilneas' geographical location will always be an extremely important bridgehead.
In this way, Gilneas didn't worry about getting mixed up ~ EbookFREE.me ~, and on Lord Goffrey's side, the situation also changed.
Gilneas's joining the Southern League is a matter of course, so Lordaeron also began to take countermeasures.
Gorfrey's messenger finally saw Queen Carlia launching a new round of dialogue and negotiation.
Of course, Gilneas rebels can now be regarded as dead end, and their confidence is far less than before.
Lordaeron wanted to focus on restoring the domestic economy, but also to help the neighbourhood Torrent to recapture their capital. There were a lot of things, and there was no time to watch out for Gilneas' movement.
So Lord Goldfrey is a great agent and barrier.
As a result, Gilneas' civil war has not ended, and political activities have begun in all directions.
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