Duke's approach is clearly bullying the Illidan side for not having an air force. This is quite extreme, and it can also be said to be Laipi, but it can be a good solution to the problem that the alliance side is not good at water warfare, and there is not enough strong enough to invest.

If it is a complete nature, it is always around the lake to create fields or something, once there is a big flood, the fun will be great.

Draenor is not.

As a planet with a shattered and half-crippled core, it is a miracle that it can maintain air. This state of affairs in the outer lands cannot be explained by science.

Anyway, there are not so many rules and regulations, and Duke certainly uses his imagination to do things.

In the past month, nearly 100 square kilometers of the lake and the surrounding area have been completely filled with mud. After repeated tests by the dwarf craftsmen, the ground has met the requirements.

However, Illidan's men didn't know about the cattle.

On December 25, nearly 100,000 orc soldiers and ogres dressed in rough skins waded through the shallow waterways near the lagoon in the middle of the Zangar Marshes and entered what is now the Dark Plains.

Originally, their attack was to disrupt the Alliance's lake reclamation project, but who knew that along the way, the watchtowers erected by the humans were empty. Because of the use of reinforced concrete and concrete, it would take a lot of effort for the ogres to destroy the half-finished towers.

Hitting those sturdy bunkers with a hammer is a loss-making deal, and often even the hammer is broken, and it may not be able to smash a hole.

However, the Orc-Man army was still advancing, and the attack went incredibly smoothly, and even the Cagas Blade Fist, who was overseeing the battlefield in the distance, couldn't help but raise his brow slightly.

As one of the few former tribal chiefs who had seen the power of the Alliance's artillery fire, he had to deal with orders from above with little timidity.

If he had a choice, he would never have chosen to attack the Alliance in this kind of terrain.

It's a pity that Illidan is not there, and the orders of Vasqi, the number two person in the organization, are not something that he, the newly defected and newly defeated orc leader, can resist.

Although Kargas had a violent personality, he still carefully divided his 100,000 evil orcs into five echelons, and let the evil orcs advance in a formation that was not strict and almost equivalent to a human straggler's line.

For the evil orcs who are still in the typical cold weapon era, it can only be said that it is not a solution.

While concentrating troops can exert the power of close combat, the artillery of the alliance is not vegetarian.

In one morning, nearly twenty kilometers were advanced. It's almost like an armed march, not a march.

Kargas was even more agitated.

It was at this time that a muffled thunder sounded in the distant sky.

Human artillery!?

"Lie down—" Kargas shouted almost immediately.

Lie down quickly when you are shelled, otherwise you will have a higher chance of being hit by broken shrapnel and reaping your life. This is common knowledge in the Alliance army, and there are many orcs in the new tribe of Azeroth.

Question: These stupid big guys left in Draenor don't understand at all!

Moreover, after sucking the blood of demons, IQ began to break through the lower limit.

Lie down?

What is lying down?

Isn't that bastard overseer coward?

"Hahaha!"

Not only the orcs in the distance, but even the guards around Kargas laughed loudly.

This is the inherent thinking of the orcs who are behind the times, and they don't know what is terrible until they have seen real technology and stratagem.

Perhaps their wisdom is not enough to understand this.

Anyway, in their dictionary, there is only one word - reckless!

At this moment, the other side is on the Black Pearl.

Duke and Iriel the Hoof, and Brian look out into the distance.

Sitting on the largest flying battleship that could barely be dismantled through the Dark Gate and transported and reassembled, the stability has been greatly improved.

If it were any other boat, Duke was so afraid of his hooves spitting that he knelt before he could see what he wanted her to see.

"Mark, didn't you say you wanted me to see something new? It's another shot, is it interesting? Anyway, I've been burying the stake so much that I want to vomit. Irel dangled her little tail on her hips, and for some reason, Duke felt the urge to play with it.

Of course he held back, it was taboo among the Draenei, especially women.

Duke smiled at Iriel's complaints.

At this point in time, Irel is still very tender, and it is simply a newcomer who has not even come out of the novice village. Throw her to the front line to fight with the orcs or something, Duke is willing to do it, and Viren will be in pain.

Just send her to bury the pillar of the Demon Net node.

The elements in the Outlands are too chaotic to keep them circulating in an orderly manner. Before the launch of Shattrath City, if the magic network in Azeroth was the gigabit fiber broadband before the crossing, then in the Outlands it was a small water pipe for the sad old era 256k dial-up Internet access.

How can you do it without widening?

And if there are not enough nodes, the number of iFi is not enough. The lack of propagation distance is tantamount to a disguised restriction of Mark Dooku's movement area, which is simply unforgivable!

The reinforcement of the network during these days is not only to increase the capacity of the magic network, but also to replace the damn 100M small router with a gigabit enterprise-level router.

Of course, the most important thing is that Duke has finally found a new source of magic in the magic net - yes, that Naru brother from Shattrath City!

It's impossible for Duke to follow the example of a guy who treats Naru as a simple little sun and magic juicer, but where Naru is around, the wind and rain are generally smooth, and the elements are orderly and peaceful. After obtaining Veren's consent, Duke asked Solan Lian to set up a new elemental absorption circle in Shattrath City, absorbing the four major elements that were scattered around Shattrath City into the magic net.

It is no exaggeration to say that with the magical support of Shattrath City, this Mark Dooku is now twice as strong as he has just entered the Outlands. It's a complete Radiant Moon Archmage (puppet)!

Having said that, Hoof has done so much work, and Duke is happy to tease this hoof with its funny attributes.

He raised his hand and pointed into the distance: "Look—plane—"

"Fly...... machine?"

Duke's old face flushed: "Uh, slip of the tongue, look at that dark cloud!"

Duke didn't say anything, but not many people really knew what the platoon gun was for.

I saw a large area of dark clouds gathering over the muddy ground of the original Dark Lake at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then accompanied by a golden lightning, the heavy rain almost poured down in response, almost in three or two breaths, turning the originally soft ground into mud.

"It's ......"

Duke shook his hand and waved his right hand in a wonderful arc like a conductor: "I call it artificial rain!"