Duke never felt that Vasqi was very strong, even in the game before the crossing, the regiment led by Duke was stuck for about three days before completing the first kill.

In the reality of this life, Vasqi has become a big problem.

When a Naga is more than five kilometers away from any large-scale body of water, its strength will drop dramatically. Not only because of the aquatic creatures, but also because there is too little moisture in the air, it will directly affect the magic strength of the female Naga.

In terms of water warfare, Vasqi, who is likely to be a demigod, is almost unsolvable. As long as you stay deep enough in the water, theoretically only the Deep Sea Giant can harden Naga, and there is indeed a boss in the Deep Sea Giant called Mologli * Tide Treader, and the problem is also in the Viper Temple, he is Vaschi's little brother!

Above Vasqi are Queen Aishara and the ancient god Enzos.

Well, these guys all wear a pair of pants.

Uh, Naga has a serpentine lower body and doesn't wear pants, sorry!

If Duke could descend to the Viper Temple in his own form, Duke would be at least ninety percent sure that he would be able to kill Vasqi alone. But if he dares to come, Kilgardan dares to play advent and kill him.

Duke doesn't have the guts to have 100% hard strength in this kind of place where there is no anti-Titan or anti-Burning Legion, and even explodes because of his full anger.

That's death.

Perhaps in history, it was precisely for this reason that not many bigwigs in the alliance appeared in the war of the outer regions.

However, the geographical location of the Zangar swamp is too important, and a Vasqi, like a sword of Damocles hanging from the neck of the coalition army, will be cut down at any time.

Duke's head is big.

"No matter, it's a big deal to force me to pretend, and the pot will be carried by Vandal. ”

The whole of November was spent basically in the rest and strategic shift of the coalition forces.

On 5 November, in the easternmost part of the Zanga Marsh, Vandal personally went down to direct the arrangement and set up the Cenarion camp.

On the same day, Gianna was in the Cursed Lands, and Anastrian was in the Hellfire Peninsula, and the two suns worked together to open the Dark Gate to the maximum, and finally brought the Alliance's most advanced road opener.

The so-called road opener is actually a thing similar to a road roller.

But it's more violent, and it's bigger.

Even if it has been dismantled and transported over, it still brings a heavy burden to the portal.

The roller in front of the roller alone is five stories tall and sixteen carriages wide.

Think about it, a five-story house is pressing against you, what it feels like the sky is falling apart?

The dwarves' current steel forging skills are not up to par, and they can't make such a large roller. Black technology or something is never achieved overnight. If you can't form one piece, the dwarf can nail the bent steel plates together with rivets and weld them like you do in shipbuilding!

As a result, a behemoth was created.

Coupled with the league's latest cutting-edge 'pasting your face' diesel engine, this kind of opener is absolutely shocking to drive.

Isn't it?

Smoked by the black smoke coming out of the chimney, anyone would roll around in the coal yard for dozens of laps before coming out. Such a thing that is environmentally friendly and inefficient, only a short man dares to use it.

Anyway, since the day this thing was born, Duke issued a death order forbidding it to enter any of the Alliance's main cities except Ironforge.

What are you kidding, if you are sprayed by this thing, absolutely everyone and animals will die, and there will be no need to plant the fields.

But Duke can't help it, diesel is still the latest product, and the quality is so inferior.

The diesel engine is also about the same, just one gear higher than the steam engine.

Well, the coalition army over there can't go west, the entire north and south of the Hellfire Peninsula is a void where the air force flies over, and the 100,000 army that has nothing to do will kill all the monsters in the southwest of Fort Glory into endangered protected animals in a week, and what steel-toothed flyers can only be found in the specimen room.

From Fort Glory, head southwest, across the Leaping Plains, to the Thorn Trail.

The opener took only three days.

Criss-crossed, steel-solid, scalp-tingling thorn bushes made a continuous explosion under the crush of the road opener.

Aren't you hard?

Aren't you not afraid of fire?

Come on, just front, who's afraid of whom?

After the unreasonable roller pressed over, it was the diesel bulldozer that went up, and the dwarven engineering team followed to pave the road and bridge. Anyway, after three days of rumbling, I finally opened a wide road comparable to the Avenue of Glory.

In the Thorn Rocks, Duke stood by the road with Thomas and Iriel, along with a dozen or so Draenei.

Watching the giant road opener completely bulldoze the Thorn Forest, which was once a Draenei Jedi, Irel and the others were dumbfounded.

"This ...... Is this the strength of the Alliance?" Iriel's tail twirled and turned, and the girl's curiosity leaped across her face.

"Haha! The Draenei are actually very technological. It's just that you lack energy. "Seriously, Duke has long been aiming at other people's black technology.

If the problem of energy supply can be solved, the Draenei starships or something will be high-end and high-grade! Compared with the Draenei, Azeroth's so-called latest diesel flying battleships can't be used at all.

Duke will certainly protect the Draenei, but the technology must also be in hand.

It's just that there is no rush now, as soon as he enters the door, he asks people to sell their bodies, land and ancestral graves, and Duke can't do this kind of thing.

What's more, until it is confirmed that the Alliance does have the strength to fight the Burning Legion, Viren's old god stick will not give anything dry.

At this time, Duke and his party saw the mission officer of Fort Glory, and a dead dwarf with a particularly large aura - Brian Copperbeard, the first person in the Alliance's mechanized troops.

He wasn't a king, but many times, he had more authority than the king, as most of the Alliance's new weapons were created by him.

Seeing such a big man coming, how could Thomas not be nervous.

"...... is he," Irel whispered, half of his body behind Duke, tugging at Duke's robe.

"Oh, the Dwarven Prince Brian Copperbeard, a big man. But it's okay, he's easy to get along with. Duke replied in a whisper.

"Yo, you're the same Mark Dooku who led the team to get in touch with Shattrath City? Brian came over and handed over a flat iron bottle.

Needless to say, it must be Brian's treasured spirits.

Dwarves don't have so many curves, and if they give you wine, they look up to you and want to make friends with you.

The friendship is deep, and the mouth is boring.

Duke didn't say a word, and just drank it all.

The face is not red, and the breath is not panting.

"Hey, mage boy, what a drink!" Brian gave a thumbs up, "This is my special brew." Eighty degrees, ordinary humans are about to fall. The mage of Dalaran grinded to death, saying that it would affect the brain, and he refused to drink it alive or dead, and he was not conscious at all. ”

Duke smiled, he is not a deity, all the food will be stirred directly when it reaches the artificial stomach, and it has no effect on the body, it turns out that manipulating the artificial person can also pretend to be the god of wine. Duke smiled slightly: "Natural." ”