Chapter 1510: Cut off history

Arms are a money-burning thing. Since the destruction of the old Silvermoon City, in order to rebuild the new Silvermoon City, the treasury can almost play a mouse race.
The most abominable thing is that after the Sun King Anastrian treason, he let his henchmen empty the treasury. This was not done on the day of treason, but after mixing with the Lich King, he continued to be loyal to his elves, guarding the thieves in waves, taking them away, and most of them were wizards in charge of magic circles ...
That's why Sylvanas didn't want to please the magic.
For thousands of years, when he became a superior, he suddenly became a current person, and no one could get used to it. The origin of the Ranger family of the Four Sisters of Windrunner is doomed to the fact that the two factions cannot truly cooperate closely.
So basically those masters are caught, things are left, and people can leave.
Normally, a country is destroyed, its national treasury is emptied, and a collapse is an inevitable result. But the three sisters of Windrunner are all Duke's women!
The Marcus family has been collecting copyright fees for two years since the Dark Door, and it is Duke's share of almost all new inventions.
For example, the railways that cover the entire eastern kingdom mainland were built by Marcus.
You don't need money to build a railway. The manpower, material resources, and even maintenance costs come from the Marcus family.
Who has to pay for the railway?
Each wagon and every kilogram of goods have to pay the fare. Seemingly cheap, it is an astronomical figure in terms of extremely exaggerated traffic.
This trick was learned from the heavens before Duke crossed.
One Belt One Road, everything is provided by me. The construction of railways has invigorated the economy and promoted logistics. The living standards of local people have improved rapidly. By the way, my market is also occupied by me.
Anyway, the pie is getting bigger and bigger, never mind that I eat the largest portion, at least you eat more than before.
As the richest family in the world, His Majesty's fortune, just a little bit flowing out of his fingers, was enough for Sindore's revival.
Duke hurts his own woman. It's just such a bully. It's not a joke.
Someday, there was no money, the queen made an urgent visit to Karazhan, and unlocked a new pose or something.
Because of this, the remaining mage factions of Quel'Thalas did not make waves. Either it was completely compiled for Queen Greek, or it was intentionally or unintentionally gathered on the island of Quel'Danas to deliver food.
Now that all the dissidents have been concentrated on the island, they have also fallen into the minions of the Burning Legion, so don't be polite.
"General Brightwing, all 388 magic cannons are ready, please indicate." A blood elven saluted Hadullon.
As the most important feature of alliance, the military systems of various countries are unified into an alliance system, and even the ranks of soldiers have been completely changed to non-commissioned officers, captains, school officers, and generals. The rank of general or below may be granted by each country. However, the national military uniformly prepares numbers, and all independent numbers must be reported to the alliance for approval before they can be implemented.
Halduron sighed, "Queldanas Island has been occupied by the Shadowblade Elves who have fallen into semi-demons, and our compatriots are no longer there. So the Queen ordered to fire on Queldanas Island."
"Xiaguan understands."
A few minutes later, the entire coastline made a strange noise like a "chirp". Looking over the new Silvermoon City, it seems that a bright and colorful rainbow suddenly erected on the shore, cut through the sky, build a beautiful arc, and finally fell into the holy place where the elves once lived-the sun well Isle of Quel'Danas.
"Rumble!" A loud blast rang out everywhere on the island.
The elves responsible for watching and monitoring the results of the war, have no tears when they do not know.
Tears wiped and shed, and shed and wiped.
Divided from the night elves who refused to use and study magic, the high elves lived a life full of magic for 8,000 years. Their bones have long been accustomed to the existence of magic, and they are accustomed to what is considered a holy place by everyone Island, as well as the sun well that always emits a lot of magic energy.
But now they are going to destroy it with one hand.
In the surveillance picture, the exquisite pavilions turned into remnants with bright colors but no longer any artistic value.
Bird-talking, flowery forest paths turned into huge craters.
This is a farewell to his race history ...
In the frontline command post near the sea, Queen Noz and Lilith saw the elves who were silent in the picture, and they were all silent.
Duke said, "You now understand why I insisted that Sindore fire the first shot himself?"
If the Alliance's fleet fired first, Sindore would always be inexplicably angry.
"Hellfire is here!" Lor'themar reminded.
In the picture, numerous stone giants with green flames and three floors high are taking huge and rapid steps, rushing out of the hidden place on the island.
These war machines, which have no wisdom and only simple tactical execution capabilities, used to make alliances unnecessary.
It's just that the era of one stroke of fresh food has long passed.
"Let the magic maggot go up!" Queen Greek waved.
Countless magical puppets with the distinctive purple and blue arcane brilliance walked heavy steps and stepped out of the way aside, crossing the battle line of blood elves, neatly lined up on the shore.
Hellfire strode into the not-so-deep water.
Between the island of Quel'Danas and the mainland of the Kingdom of Sin'dorei, although it is separated by seawater, it is actually a relatively shallow harbour. The deepest place is only twenty meters.
Hellfires burning with flames rushed into the water. Of course, the wicked flames on their bodies would not be so easily extinguished by the seawater, but instead frantically evaporated the seawater.
"Oh!" On the water, you can clearly see the position of each hellfire at the bottom of the water, because the high heat generated by the high temperature makes a lot of air bubbles in the water.
A few minutes later, Hellfire was already fighting the elven magic puppet on the coast.
It was a very primitive, non-beautiful fight.
You punch me, I hit you.
In general, it is still more and more quickly disassembled into parts, while Hellfire is much more resistant.
"Sacred light fires!" Halduron ordered blankly.
A half-minute later, the elf's rear rang a roar of shock.
It was a large caliber mortar fire. The mortar shells flooded with Stratholme's holy water began to pour over the beachhead positions. In addition, a water jet vehicle converted from a fire truck temporarily sprayed a golden water column tens of meters away, and the entire bank was glittering for a while, which was really beautiful.
At the command post, Duke yawned secretly.
He really couldn't keep up with this kind of pecking chicken fight.
"Are our fleet here?" Duke asked Jaina in the magic mirror.
"Arrived!"