Chapter 1244 The Second Crossing the Sea to the West

The Dark Portal At the end of February 22, Zul'Gurub was originally a flood season. The heavy rainfall directly caused every river in the troll city to be frighteningly fast. This is why the Alliance army was unable to do anything before.

Now, the water in the river suddenly became as full as in a drought year. Looking at the continuous lines of rain in the sky, the trolls panicked and ran to ask the priests of Hakkar.

The priest went to the high priest again and even alerted Hakkar. The problem is that Hakkar is the evil god of chaos, and what he sees as bad things is not worth bothering him with. In a rage, it devoured many troll believers as sacrifices before appeasing itself.

As the days pass, the amount of water decreases.

A month later, the trolls who were originally stationed deep in Zul'Gurub finally discovered the problem. A large amount of white material flowing down from the upper reaches blocked various river channels. A large number of piranhas died.

Many amphibious creatures like crocodiles died, and those who survived were not much better, and most of them were dying. A troll hunter tried to dissect the crocodile's body and found that the crocodile's lungs were filled with a gray-white substance.

The trolls finally got a little panicked.

On a hill near the main entrance to the west of Zul'Gurub, Duke stood on the mountain with a group of alliance powerhouses.

Watch as Zul'Gurub's water is diverted through a newly constructed temporary dike, past the former Venture Company camp, and into Lake Neferiti. The alliance bosses were filled with emotion.

No one thought that the river could be played like this.

Especially the dwarves and dwarfs, their eyes looking at Duke's back were full of fanaticism.

Once upon a time, all steam technology was considered heresy in this continent, and even in the entire world. After all, Azeroth is a world of swords and sorcery.

The emergence of Duke changed everything.

Even the most strict and conservative old nobles had to admit that the swords produced by a large dwarf factory in one month could be used by an entire kingdom's soldiers. The economic value brought by a train track is greater than that of 10,000 horse-drawn carriages.

Now, even rivers can be redirected, even lakes can be drained, and even natural chasms can be rerouted. Is there anything else that technology can't do?

If it weren't for the weapons brought by technology that couldn't defeat the most powerful magicians and all kinds of special strong men and monsters, maybe this would already be the 'steampunk' world that Duke calls it.

Magni and the other dwarfs were full of admiration. Magni asked Duke: "By the way, when did you become a water conservancy expert? How do you determine that as long as there is enough cement, the river can be blocked?"

Duke pouted, of course he knew.

As an engineering student, he had seen too many brutal construction work by the decoration team during his internship. For example, the workers just poured the remaining cement into the sewer pipes for convenience, and the sewers of the entire building were blocked. Most of it.

It is true that the water flow will wash away the cement, but a lot of the heavier cement will still be deposited in the river and slowly accumulate, forming a dam similar to that which only earthquakes or volcanic activities can block valleys and accumulate water. lake.

Now, Duke has used his engineering knowledge to divert most of the water in Zul'Gurub. As a result, Zul'Gurub will naturally have no water available, and the Alliance army will advance smoothly.

Duke tapped his temples: "Knowledge is power. During the ten years in the void, I read almost all the books in Karazhan. There are many ancient people, and even knowledge about alien planets, that you guys will never have the opportunity to do in your lifetime. contact."

"Well, I don't care about other books. Give us dwarves and dwarves a copy of the book about water conservancy. The conditions are easy to negotiate."

"Um."

Duke's finger is pointing, and everyone knows that where Duke points his finger, the mountains and rivers will change according to mortal wishes. According to legend, this is already a field that only gods can touch, and this is what excites mortals the most.

After everything was explained, Duke patted Varian on the shoulder: "Okay, do as I say. We will probably launch a general attack on Hakkar's forces in the summer."

"Understood!" Varian nodded heavily.

"The problem of trolls has troubled the kings of the Kingdom of Stormwind for more than two thousand years. Even if technological civilization has advanced now, you can't expect to solve Zul'Gurub's problem in one step. Don't get along with the Amani trolls. Than. After all, behind the Amani trolls are just a bunch of divine creatures with some divinity, but behind the Gubarash trolls in Zul'Gurub is a real god. Even if it is a third-rate evil god, it is still a true god."

Confirming once again that his goal was to kill the God, Varian still felt a surge of excitement igniting his blood.

"Okay, I'll leave this to you. I will lead the main forces from various countries in Lordaeron on the expedition to Silithus. Don't lose all the elites from our hometown!" Duke smiled.

"Don't worry, I will be very patient!" Varian promised.

Duke is not cold to Haka.

After all, a third-rate evil god who is weaker than Ragnaros, it is not Duke's turn to take action himself. As long as he follows Duke's method and kills the Gurubashi's high-level priests one by one, Hakkar's power will also be weakened. . It would be most suitable to give it to Varian for practice.

Over there, because of Duke's strategy, Kel'Thuzad had to use the old base of the Scourge to fight against the bug-men of Ahn'Qiraj. The results are almost there now.

Before, I knew I was being tricked, but after all, both sides were really fighting. It is no longer possible for the two sides to continue to join forces in disguise to deal with the Alliance and the Horde as they did before without any enmity.

But Duke knew that the situation could change at any time.

It was an unexpected surprise that the two gangs had been fighting each other for so long.

"The Breaking Sky is dispatched - we have caught up with the main force of the alliance in the Western Expedition!"

As early as January, the main force of the alliance had already begun their western expedition.

The people preparing to attack Silithus this time were a huge military force including 350,000 troops and 400,000 logistics troops. Of course, most of the so-called 400,000 logistics troops are actually served by soldiers and civilians of Theramore.

The 350,000-strong army was divided into three parts.

One is the night elf troops. They set out from the Feather Moon Fortress on the southwestern island of the Kalimdor continent. Their total strength is about 50,000, but they are all elite sentries and druids.

The second is Theramore's army. Before the night elves joined the Alliance, as the Alliance's bridgehead in Kalimdor, Theramore was far more powerful than it had been historically. With Duke's intentional or unintentional refugee diversion and support, Theramore has become a huge military city-state with 150,000 troops and 350,000 military dependents.

This time, except for the 20,000 troops left behind, Theramore almost left in full force.