Vol 2 Chapter 1959: The last craziness

No orc knew that even the first time they could escape Orgrimmar, the Alliance deliberately released water.
As long as the alliance is willing, each tribe soldier can be turned into a trapeze on fire at any time, from a height of 10,000 feet, a free fall without parachute.
"Report, the sniper fleet asked for instructions, how to determine which warships are the target?" The people below sent instructions.
"After an hour, there will be element markers."
"understand."
Duke sent the people below and turned to look at another magic mirror, where the Ereda twins smiled charmingly at his master.
Duke ignored: "Are you ready?"
"Yes, we are fully prepared."
"I won't miss it."
Gemini answered with confidence.
Missed, does not exist!
The tribe's princes now almost always use warlocks as their core. The warlock will enslave the demon, but every demon enslaved by every warlock will be smoothed by the high-end Nether Lord Eredar.
Even if the warlock itself is not a traitor, every demon around him is a traitor. This kind of communication is almost ruthless.
Speaking of which, the Warlock becoming the boss of the Horde Master is actually a sad story.
Because Du Mou had a magic net and had a monopoly on the four major elements, the tribe mage stopped eating on the spot.
Originally unable to connect to the magic net, the tribe of the same level of mage was very disadvantaged, and Duke brutally cut off almost all the elementary channels leading to Orgrimmar.
The shaman was also suffering together.
From ancient times to the present, shamans rely on communicating elemental creatures to eat. Every totem is actually a "please rune" that asks the elements to come and help work. The monopoly behavior of Duke Tyrant resulted in only a small amount of free elemental organisms remaining.
Elemental creatures are proud, and most of them are not mortal at all. The shaman came into contact with 10,000 elemental creatures, maybe 9,000 belonged directly to Duke, and among the remaining 1,000, there were 900 non-bird mortals.
The poor%, also want a group of shaman to share.
If this kind of situation doesn't improve, it will be a matter of time before the tribal shaman becomes extinct.
The path of the element is not accessible, and only by relying on evil gates to eat, the warlock becomes a magpie.
Who knew that Duke took both black and white and ate Shangjiakengxiajia, and six had to fly up. Every warlock's demon is a traitor.
As a result, at the appointed time, on each of the airships, the demons under the warlock were drawing marks with shadow elements.
In the Elemental Artillery Mirror, the Alliance's reconnaissance ship easily confirmed the target.
The Alliance Fleet waited for the Horde Flying Air Fleet to leave Pandaria, and began to attack when it reached the endless sea.
An unsurprising night attack. This time, it still seemed that the thunder and rain were small and the Alliance fleet was outputing madly five kilometers away. Except for the intentionally fired salute, most of the artillery silently aimed at the airship filled with ordinary tribal soldiers.
"Bang! Bang! Rumble!"
The violent explosion shook the entire fleet, and when the brain screamed so badly that the iron armored ship was on top as it was last time, firing the Alliance fleet. This time, it was a miss in the true sense.
"Waste! All things are waste!" The pride in the brain's roar dominates him, and he cannot accept such frustration at all.
After dawn, what he couldn't accept was the loss of the fleet.
Many captains responded that the artillery of the alliance hit the ship with great accuracy in the dark, and most of them directly hit the location of the ammunition depot. Most of the artillery ships were directly turned into fireballs in the air, and not even half of the survivors.
It is not a professional who has not blasted the sky, and has survived by relying on [Shield Wall] and other skills. But below is the vast sea, and in the sea is Vasqi's aquarium army.
It doesn't matter what super soldier you are, you can drag it to the bottom, you can do whatever you want.
"Duck! There must have been traitors in the great orthodox tribes! They despicably informed the fleet's position, and the shameless alliance laid an accurate ambush circle.
This time, the screaming brain unexpectedly aura, he found the truth of the matter ... one.
But what if the traitors were exposed?
Those demons are anxious to enslave their warlocks to die, even if they die with the warlocks, without special means of detaining the soul, those demons can perfectly roll back and twist the void to resurrect.
Better than being an airbag here.
The brain scream started to wonder.
Near the Kalimdor continent, the tribal air fleet was ambushed again a hundred kilometers southeast of Durotar.
After all, most of the tribal airships were beaten by this alliance, and finally, there were less than 15,000 tribal warriors who could safely return to Orgrimmar.
Jaina asked Duke, where did this 'degree' come from?
"Well, I can't make the brain scream too strong or weak. If he were to return to Orgrimma alive, all the orcs would treat him as a deserter. To maintain his rule, you ca n’t fight Drop his most loyal Kukalon Guard. Oh, it's too fake to leave the Guard alone, so I showed mercy and left him about ten ships of ordinary soldiers, ten ships of Mantis and ten ships of Mogu. "
At the end, Duke added: "I hit it with a shotgun."
Jaina rolled her eyes. "That's broken waste?"
In the last years of his rule of Orgrimmar, the brain snarling in history pushed the reign of terror to the extreme. Any orc dared to say that he was not, and a thief would report immediately, and within three minutes, the Kukalon Guards would kill him.
He beat the guy lightly, and executed him.
In this life, under the guidance of Duke and the power of Yashaji, the brain roar became worse.
"For victory! Every tribal people must have the power of Y'Shaarj! The great orthodox tribes, under the protection of the ancient Y'Shaarj, will surely become the master of this planet." Garrosh, a public display in the heart of Y'Shaarj, made such a statement to all the tribal people.
"No! Hell! The ancestors are on, I don't want to drink that dark thing. Wasn't the orc's blood pit enough for the orcs?" The orc veteran who said this was cut off by his guard.
Kukalon soldiers not only arrested any opponents, but also organized all the tribe members, discharged long human dragons, and lined up to drink the black water of Y'Shaarj.
Garrosh, who had lost his mind, felt that this was too slow. He ordered people to put the heart of Y'Shaarj into a huge cage and soak it directly into the river of Nushui out of Simon Orgrimmar.
At this time, at least one million tribal refugees are living along the Nushui River Basin ...