Chapter 1242 Zuge Is Easy to Defend but Difficult to Attack

In the Twisting Nether, the 'new fortress' of the Burning Legion, the Eredar twins were hugging each other, twitching all over because they were suffering the most terrible punishment.

Countless steel needle-like objects were stuck in places other than their heads, constantly injecting low-purity evil energy into their bodies. On the other hand, a huge and strange thing that looked like an octopus tentacle sucked out the evil energy from the holes in their heads. .

This is to forcibly reduce their power and inflict the greatest pain on them in the process. It is a typical double punishment of the soul and body.

Suddenly, a huge red shadow exuding a fiery aura arrived. He was the leader of the Burning Legion, Kil'jaeden.

A certain switch must have been turned on, and the twins, who were twitching all over their bodies, fell down with a plop! Not caring to breathe, the twins immediately knelt down and thanked Kil'jaeden.

"Thank you! Great master! Thank you for your mercy!" The twins said in unison.

"I hate mercy." Kil'jaeden's voice boomed: "Because mercy means that I have idiots who messed up the plan, and I have no other substitutes to replace those idiots. This double Can your stupid brains understand the feeling of being so angry?"

The graceful and charming bodies of the twins were trembling uncontrollably, suppressing the fear in their hearts, and the twins nodded together like chickens pecking at rice.

"I am very disappointed with this space trap plan. It is wrong for you to place your hopes on legion traitors and uncontrolled false gods."

The twins were so frightened that they kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"Next time, I hope to see a perfect result. I'm not interested in the process. I just want the result. If it fails again, I think many lords will be interested in seeing how I used the eternal transformation technique to transform you who claim to be beautiful. Stuffed into the body of a green-skinned evil demon."

After saying that, Kil'jaeden's huge shadow that could fill the entire hall disappeared, leaving only two female demon lords shaking like chaff, still trapped in the darkest fear.

Lemurs - the lowest and most humble existences in the Burning Legion, are not even qualified to be cannon fodder. No demon will care about the life and death of the lemure, including any other individual of the lemure itself.

Which void lord was not killed in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood? He can even become a lord. This identity alone is enough to become the envy, jealousy and hatred of hundreds of millions of demons.

If the twins really fell to the point of becoming lemures, there would definitely be a planet full of guys who would do violence to them.

The twins look at each other without the need for words. They have known each other for more than 20,000 years and can tell what each other is thinking with just one look.

In addition to their deepest fears, they also have the strongest unwillingness. In their eyes, the key to this failure is that Azeroth's own protective shield is still strong.

Although any void lord can sense that the magic circle left behind when the Pantheon Titan left has been weakened, it is still functioning well in general.

At least this time, it's an experiment.

It was obviously Kil'jaeden's mistake. Unfortunately, 'the master is always right.' Once there is a mistake, it must be the fault of the servant.

The two of them can only take the blame for this failure. Anyway, the Eredar clan will never lack cunning and capable female demons.

Duke didn't know about the tragedy of the eredar twins and would not care about it. While watching Angela's monster movie with a magic mirror, he sent the air fleet south to prepare to support Varian.

The Kingdom of Stormwind did not have a ranger force that could compete with the jungle trolls. This time Varian used a simpler and more violent method.

The terrain of Stranglethorn Valley is relatively gentle than Zul'Aman, which allows the dwarf steam tanks to be used. In addition, the three Bronzebeard brothers have always liked Varian. This time in the southern expedition to Zul'Gurub, Magni took the most The powerful [Lightning] tank army was pulled out for Varian to use.

Cannons roared, and the reverberations of explosions symbolizing destruction echoed throughout Stranglethorn Vale. The dwarves used Xu Jin's artillery bombardment taught by Duke to forcibly plow out a five-kilometer-wide road of death in the entire northern area of ​​Stranglethorn Valley.

What? Hidden?

This thing doesn't exist.

Unless the troll can instantly change its skin from green to scorched earth-like black like a chameleon, even if it can survive the terrifying volley of artillery attacks, it will not be able to pass through the subsequent death line of defense.

The front row is composed of human sword and shield soldiers and spearmen on three levels inside and three outside. The middle row is a dwarf musketeer and human javelin shooter standing on a steam armored vehicle. The back row is a mixed team of mortars and archers.

Coupled with Dalaran's mage group, no trolls can pass through this fifty-meter-long death zone.

At night, flares and expensive magic searchlights illuminated the entire frontline like daylight, giving the trolls no chance.

Even if the troll sends out a huge [Gurabash Berserker] like an ogre, it will only increase the number of targets.

The recruits expressed that they had live target shooting and their experience points increased rapidly.

The fighting over the past few days has been more like a planned massacre than a battle.

But the Alliance's good luck ended with the advance to Zul'Gurub.

As one of the most important cities in the ancient Troll Empire, Zul'Gurub's terrain is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

Between the endless mountains is a not-so-deep but extremely turbid river, filled with stuff that can be called a nightmare.

In every bush, there may be several or even dozens of venomous snakes scurrying out to kill you.

Every object that looks like dead wood by the river is probably a ferocious crocodile. Every time the soldiers fetch water, they will be frightened.

In the river, there are piranhas everywhere that can chew a large living person into fleshless bones in a minute.

However, the mechanized infantry division that the Alliance is proud of cannot be deployed in such terrain.

Varian, Brian and other top leaders of the alliance were completely helpless about the situation in front of them. But every day, soldiers suffered close to hundreds of casualties. The morale of the Allied forces was declining at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Magni loved Varian so much that he secretly brought the newly built flying battleship [The Hammer] to Zul'Gurub without even notifying Duke, in an attempt to replicate Duke's success with the Amani trolls.

Unfortunately, this time, Magni and Varian suffered a big loss.

A group of bats appeared, more than 10,000 large bats about the size of a pony. This terrifying number, coupled with the presence of the high-ranking troll priest Yekrik.

The Hammer crashed during its first voyage. Also killed were more than 800 dwarf and human soldiers on the ship.