"Whoa—"

The piercing whistling, from far and near, is like a god of death flying from the sky. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The orc warriors who came to Azeroth for the first time were confused as to what was happening.

The moon wasn't very dark tonight, and they could only look around stupidly.

But Kilrog*, the chief of the Blood Ring Clan who had experienced the battle of the Black Stone Tower in the Scorching Canyon, his face changed drastically, and his wrinkled face was huddled together with horror, and he tore open his throat and shouted, "Shelling! Disperse! Lie down-"

Then he himself hid behind the Dark Door.

What the hell is shelling?

The rookie orc warriors didn't understand, but the orc veterans around him did.

Not to mention the orc veterans, even the death knights, who boast of being fearless of ordinary physical attacks, have to prostrate themselves on the ground in front of this doomsday power, huddled like a hedgehog.

Only the stupid recruits, some of them stayed where they were, some of them spread their legs as if trying to get out of this dangerous range, and some of them erected large wooden shields in an attempt to fend off cannonballs that theoretically meant throwing guns and axes.

All in vain!

Knowing that the orcs would come out of the dark door again, for two years, the field battles that were said to be good were played as turret defense map games, do you really think that Duke, a mad guy, will not do something?

No!

After calculating the distance between the Dark Gate and the historic Overwatch, Duke first discovered a serious problem:

The Cursed Lands is a kettle-like terrain surrounded by steep mountains that are hard to climb through, and the original site is stuck next to the only exit, and anyone who wants to get out of the Cursed Land must go through a double baptism of artillery fire and bows and arrows.

Moreover, the watchtower was built on the highest position on the hill, and whoever wanted to attack had to go through a painful upward attack.

Looks good, but ......

The original site of the Watch Fort was too far away from the Dark Gate to be reached by the farthest artillery fire of the era.

This is an absolute drawback.

Duke also understands that playing magic near the Dark Gate is death, and once the chaotic magical energy involves the spatial rift, it will be the end of both friend and foe.

So Duke's counterpart was to expand the Overwatch.

It turned out that the historical Watch Fortress was only a single story wall, and when the orcs led by Neozu passed through the Dark Gate for the second time, the Watch Fortress was only the lowest stone castle, not the complete body thirty years later.

Duke sped up and changed all this with an arcane golem.

The watchfort in this world is at least ten times the size of the original, and it is like three concentric circles, with three layers of walls inside and outside.

The innermost circle is naturally the original site of the Watch Fortress, which stands on the top of the hill and overlooks the entire Cursed Land.

The middle circle is divided into two parts, the front and the rear, with a huge train yard near the Swamp of Sorrows, and a series of temporary unloading yards. Near the Dark Gate is an Urn-like defensive area with a large number of inhuman defenses, such as a small mage tower designed to amplify mage's mana.

The outermost ring is a tiered artillery field that occupies more than a quarter of the Cursed Land.

There are seven floors, each with a stone wall more than five meters high, complete with standard turrets, firing holes, and a large number of mortars, enough to fit 5,000 defenders. The spacing between each floor is about 300 meters.

The thirty-six fortress cannons were actually train guns, and they were mounted on the train wagons on the railroad tracks. There was a locomotive hanging behind each fortress gun, and once the front line fell, the train was driven directly to pull the cannon back along the railroad tracks.

Of course, in addition to the locomotive, there are also winches for human hand-pulling and handrails for carts, so that dwarven gunners and soldiers can push the cannons back with manpower if necessary.

The rails extend all the way to the Watchtower, and if they can be withdrawn in time, they can be reinstalled on the Watchtower's gun emplacements and turned into fortress guns.

These fortress guns can be described as the ultimate of this era.

"Hahaha! Kill them! Big steel cannon!" Muradin laughed wildly.

Well, the previous cannon with a length of six meters and a caliber of about 1.2 meters was called [Small Steel Cannon].

So now this cannon fixed on the train, with a length of 10 meters, a caliber of 1.5 meters, and a distance of 3 kilometers, is called a [big steel cannon].

Lothar heard the deafening sound of shelling from several kilometers away, and his eyelids were beating wildly, and even his heart was about to jump out.

Only the fanatical dwarves with earplugs were bouncing around the cannons, dancing like a midsummer festival.

Right!

If you can't improve the texture of the steel, and you want to increase the range and power, then make the barrel bigger and thicker.

Originally, it had to be a [Heavenly God Descending] state dwarf to be able to lift the cannonball, but now it requires two Heavenly God descending dwarves.

But it doesn't matter, it just works.

The only problem is that because of time, not all of the thirty-six fortress cannons are [big steel cannons], there are thirty of them, which are the kind of [small steel cannons] that were used in the Battle of Black Rock Mountain.

However, when thirty-six cannons were fired at the same time, everyone had only one feeling-

The sky is collapsing, the earth is cracking!

Although many train guns were equipped with detractors, due to installation errors and other reasons, the rails under the car body were reimbursed in an instant. A large number of bronze-bearded dwarves had to transform, forcibly lift the train cannon out, and put it back on the relatively intact rails behind it.

However, think about it, the recoil alone is so sick, and the power of the blast is so amazing!

That's right!

This is the judgment of the Union!

This is the roar of death!

This is the end of the world!

The five thousand tribal elites who first came out of the Dark Gate actually flew into the sky at the first time.

Orcs and death knights certainly don't fly.

In the form of corpses, they were blown up hundreds of meters in the air, scattered into thousands of flesh and bone parts, and then scattered irregularly over an area of several square kilometers.

Not blowing up into the sky does not mean that they are not exempt from death, and many orcs who are a little far away from the dark gate are directly shattered by the impact force that is difficult to describe with pen and ink, and their internal organs are directly shattered, and their mouths and noses are bleeding to death.

Only those who are really far enough, or hide behind the dark gates like Kilrog,

Those who narrowly escaped death were not happy, and many people felt that the world was silent, and no matter how much they screamed, they could not hear any echo - because they were deaf.

Looking at the orc vanguard army that was completely wiped out under a round of shelling, Nao Zu, who had escaped by sacrificing the Void Demon in exchange for extremely strong defense, was directly frightened: "No! No! No, no, it shouldn't be like this! It can't be like this! How could we win such a terrifying alliance! No! I want to go back, I won't do it! I want to go back-"

Anduin Lothar, who had seen all this through the telescope and through the eyes of the mage, said a rare quip: "What did Duke say? (To be continued.) )