Chapter 1464: Super Attack (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival)

"No, no, no!" Thrall, who stood beside Duke, did not hide his worries about Gruul the Dragon Slayer.
Now the tribe is behind the alliance for a whole generation in technology. If there is no special strongman such as a professional, if the alliance fights with the tribe, it will be like modern people beat the primitive people.
Being backward in technology is not something that can be achieved by catching up.
Thrall pondered, he sadly found that the tribe's backwardness was all-round. It can be said that everything is lacking, talents, funds, technology, scientists.
But what is really lacking is a leader with super forward-looking vision.
As a leader, making decisions is an unavoidable responsibility.
Every day, guys come to Saar, hoping to get the support of the tribe, invest funds and human and material resources to research a new technology.
Thrall was frustrated because he found that most of them were goblins, and almost all of them wanted to cheat money. What Northrend rubber planting plan, what barren land shaved ice production line, Thrall started just blasting people out, and later saw too much direct killing.
That stopped the crazy goblins.
Originally thought this was the unreliable goblin tribe. Later, under the spying of the spy, it was found that the alliance had a similar situation. The
High-tech Development Bureau
led by master craftsman Gelbin will process more than 10,000 invention or research applications from different races every week, and less than one percent of them will be submitted to Duke for decision.
Duke often approves these applications in only half a day, and even has time to review the applications that have been screened.
The getaway, the scammer who dies should be hanged on the spot, and those inventors recognized by Duke often will be the leader of the new technology of the alliance after Duke's personal explanation or plan amendment. people.
Not once and a half, almost every time.
In the fifteen years that King Terenas has been the leader of the alliance, he still does not feel that the technology of the alliance has exploded explosively in the past nine years under the administration of Duke.
Thrall doesn't want to admit it, he must admit that the entire tribe can't find a new technology leader like Duke who can go straight to the point without going a detour. He also hoped that the tribe would have such a genius, and if he did, he would even be willing to let it go as the chief.
It's a pity not.
In his life, it seems that he can't lead the tribe beyond the alliance, and what makes him sad is that Duke actually promoted the demigod and theoretically became immortal.
How can the tribe play happily?
Well, since you can't surpass in technology, then you have the light of your technology, let me go my mysterious way!
Goron, a powerful creature at the top of the food chain in their home world, joining the Horde is definitely another way of surpassing the Alliance.
Throughout the entire alliance, unless the dragon race is also officially included, the alliance cannot find a more intelligent creature than Goron.
Now that Gruul was swallowed directly by the explosion, how could you call Thrall uneasy?
"Huh! Gruul is not a big deal." Duke sighed, and there was a little bit of malice in his heart, hoping that Gruul would end up with the doomsday walker, but unfortunately not.
In the system prompt, Gruul's injury was only [Zhongchuang].
Gruul, the bomber guy, is indeed the number one boss in the game's Burning Expedition, and it is clear that this is another day of nuclear peace. Gruul was actually dead.
He only protected his head with a pair of big claws. He used the armor that the tribe had built for him and his rock-like skin, and he carried this kind of silver sage evenly. Maybe a big bang with kneeling.
Gruul was so embarrassed that a thick piece of steel armor melted into a paste-like, black-black-green-green molten substance. Fortunately, he had no hair, otherwise he would definitely be blasted into a strange blackish green color like his epidermal rock skin.
After the fumes descended, Gruul sat down with a stun in his hips, panting heavily, and then looked at only one broken lower body. To be precise, there were only two-legged doomsday walkers. With a bold laugh: "Hahahahaha"
The gastering laughter even shattered the outer wall of the dark temple building, which was also damaged by the explosion.
Duke waved: "Cover Gruul!"
The flying fleet in mid-air split into two, and with the violent hull vibration, the shocking continuous artillery sounded again.
After a few breaths, almost all the west-facing façades of the dark U-shaped temple complex were all taken care of by artillery fire.
"Offensive!" Thrall and Varian gave offensive orders at the same time, regardless of sequence.
The Horde attacked the Atama platform on the northern line, and the Alliance attacked the ruins of Karabo on the southern line. These two giant buildings are the two strongholds of the Dark Temple. If you want to attack the Dark Temple, these two places must be taken down.
The two buildings were originally abandoned. In response to the coalition's attack, the Illidari Council recruited a large number of demon guards.
The seemingly heavy water quickly shifted, exposing the wet ground. The first is that each of the diesel tanks blasted with hair and kept firing towards these two places as they advanced.
Then came an engineering vehicle driving a huge beveled steel frame bridge, under the cover of a musketeer skirmish line composed of humans and dwarves, quickly approaching the edge of the platform and the ruins. The engineering vehicle turned the mechanical arm, and within five minutes, fifteen huge slopes with a width of more than five meters were built in each of the north and the south. The rough allows anyone to rush up the ruins and platforms along this at an angle of 30 degrees to the ground.
"Rush!"
"In the name of the Holy Light!"
"For the Alliance!"
"Lok-tar, ogar!"
Different races, different languages, and various shouting and killing sounds constitute a wave of trembling sounds, which swept across the dark temple like a tide. Rao is the after wave reflected by the sound waves on the black-green wall, and still shocks everyone's ear drums several kilometers away.
A crowd of tens of thousands of soldiers swept over half of the land directly in front of the Dark Temple. The vast scene of tens of thousands of soldiers attacking under the cover of tanks can no longer be expressed in any language of this era.
They launched a charge with high morale, even if their enemies were larger demons and more terrible demons, they were also confident to destroy all resistances that passed through.
Seeing the coalition attacking, Duke smiled and said during the magic message: "My little maid, you are here."
"Understand!" Vaschi smiled charmingly.