Chapter 181: What to do after the break? (For monthly tickets)

From the binoculars, watching the battlefield, watching the orc labors marching towards death in painful moans, Anduin and Berwal stared at each other.
"Hell, the goblin stuff makes me think I've practiced martial arts for decades." Andu groaned in his mouth, and seemed to be thirsty because of restlessness.
"Duke! How much did you order? I want more of this [Iron Grenade]." Boerval was more direct, and the lion opened his mouth.
Duke handed a price list with a smile, which listed the unit price of [Iron Grenade] and the unit price that skyrocketed after the goblin needed to work overtime. More importantly, Duke specifically noted that the rate of dumb fire and the probability of an early explosion that had been horrible, will soar to the sky because of rushing to work.
That's right, in this age where there is no mechanized production and everything is done by hand, how high can the yield be?
As long as people are making mistakes, they will be tired, and the accuracy of each product will be different.
And the goblin is not rigorous enough to do things, it is destined that all these products made by these and whimsical guys are extremely dangerous.
Berval's conscience did not allow him to let his soldiers and militia take such a great risk. If you do n’t kill the enemy, but you kill yourself first, there is no place to cry.
Instead, Andu said: "We should comfort ourselves this way. Yo, a box of grenades is enough for us to arm a militia."
Duke smiled: "The militia regiment needs a long time to train, and this thing only takes half a day to train."
That's right. Ordinary infantry training requires long-term combat training to be a bit successful. Even so, the survival rate of recruits on the battlefield is still so low that any commander feels a headache.
Not to mention humans who are already physically inferior. The strength, speed, and agility of human recruits are about the same as the hard work of orcs for cannon fodder. Quite a distance from a formal orc warrior. Moreover, the opposite Orc soldier was not the ordinary soldier. After so long fighting, the human commander with a little brain knew that the opposite was the elite of the strong black clan among the orcs.
That being said, but always a little toothache.
Berwal took a sigh of relief: "I feel like you hit your gold coins!"
Duke shrugged: "The war itself fought money."
Anduin pouted his lips: "I have found for a long time that you are completely different from our way of thinking. I sometimes wonder if you are Azeroth."
Duke didn't comment.
What does Duke say? Call yourself a traversal? That's really huh, huh.
To fill the river to deal with the orc's labor, archers who had long been deemed useless to the orc were pulled out again. The archer also has a fatal weakness. Once at night, the power of the archer will be greatly reduced even if he uses cover shooting.
The emergence of iron grenades has greatly enriched the human tactics and tactics. After all, the archer wants to aim, and a grenade blows up!
Over time, the orcs also discovered the disadvantages of iron grenades. These loud iron golems pose a great threat to the orc's hard work. But for real orc warriors, especially those with more armor, they are not fatal.
The exploding fragments are difficult to penetrate the muscles of these tall orc warriors. As long as they are not hit, they are mostly skin injuries.
At Orgrim's proposal, the chief warrior Blackhand agreed to better arm orc warriors attacking the city walls.
So in the next few days, Lothar saw an orc warrior who stripped a lot of cowhide, iron, and even the armor of a dead human warrior, and smashed it into a temporary armor.
The orcs were protected, and the original lethal iron grenade was half used. Into a less lethal weapon.
Lothar asked Duke: "Is there any more powerful stuff in those greenskin dwarfs?"
Duke silently handed in the unit price of [High Explosive Bomb], which required a large amount of Thorium to manufacture, and was recommended by the adulterer Charlotte Clone.
Lothar froze for ten seconds, and finally said, "The weather is really good today."
Well, it was a noon with high temperatures and thunderstorms. Thanks to that thunderstorm, all the bowstrings almost lost their elasticity due to the humidity.
This is a tug of war.
However, the scales of victory still fell to the orcs. When Orgrim had the orc laborers put on thick leather armor or a lot of thick clothing, they restarted the river reclamation scheme. Lothar knew something bad.
On the seventh day after Duke secured the Bloodsail Pirate Squadron, the entire moat east and north of Stormwind was filled.
The orc side even in many places, using the orc hard work piled stones to barricade straight out to the ramparts in front of the city wall.
The good-looking Wucheng has almost become a pit. Orgrim seemed addicted to the pile, and he still let a lot of orcs work hard.
"Throw the stones in the human pits. If you can't come back, throw yourself in too." This is Orgrim's death order for these 'weak' orphan hard labors.
As a direct result, the number of orc labor deaths on the orc side has skyrocketed.
At first, the human side also tried to clean up some orcs' business every night or dig out some slopes. But Stormwind has a severe lack of heavy machinery. Goblin's excavator is not only expensive to rent, but Shylock says he is reluctant to let his men take the risk of driving an 'expensive' robot and dig into the city that must fall.
unless……
Sherlock rubbed his thumb, forefinger and again, that deadly gesture for money, you know.
Duke was dragged. As he imagined, the Horde quickly found the dead end of Stormwind. That's the place north of Stormwind near Stormwind Harbor.
Unlike the steep cliffs of the valleys that are steep to the south. The mountain road north of Stormwind City is a jedi for human beings, but it is not a real dead end for orcs who are good at climbing mountains and ridges.
In the first two times, the orcs successfully lowered several scouts, causing a commotion among the soldiers and civilians in Stormwind. Immediately, King Lane decisively let Duke, who is the strongest combat force in Stormwind, sit on the top of the mountain. Finally, the possibility of the orc storming from there was curbed.
The sea is the realm of Kul Tiran warships and Duke.
Even though more than 10,000 people can be transported daily, the situation continues straight down. After more than twenty days of suffering in the Stormwind military and civilians, the biggest problem for the military and civilians in Lane and after the break came.
Excluding those who evacuated and died from the war, there are still 100,000 people left, and according to Lothar's estimation, none of them could run away. Orcs, who have already red-eyed, cannot let humanity safely withdraw at a rate of 10,000 people per day.
There is not a fulcrum like the Storm Fortress near the storm port that is partial lifeline.
How to do? (To be continued.)