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- Old Tang never believed that a person with a professional background like a mage could become an excellent "field commander."
The mystery and power of arcane power often make mages incompatible with the world.
In the eyes of ordinary people, most of the impressions of mages are more awe than respect, which often makes mages unable to get along with ordinary soldiers. And if you cannot get the sincere support and unreserved trust of the lower-level officers and soldiers in the military camp, it will naturally be difficult to gather military morale.
And a mind that is too calm and rational will consciously or unconsciously allow mages to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
Therefore, although most mages are flexible in mind, good at calculation, and even have strong combat effectiveness, they are born with a lack of bloody courage.
Unless there is no way to retreat or escape, there are few mages like the warriors or paladins who regard honor as their life. When the war situation collapses and the building is about to collapse, they would rather be blood-stained on the battlefield and shrouded in horse leather than rely on their bloody courage. , fighting to the death with the enemy with high morale.
Of course, perhaps in the eyes of mages, the behavior of warriors and paladins who insist on fighting to the death even though they know they are outmatched is a sign of true pedantry, stubbornness and lack of flexibility. It is a foolish act of not knowing how to advance or retreat, and not knowing how to protect oneself wisely.
But it is undeniable that front-line morale and military morale on the battlefield are the key to an army being able to perfectly display its combat effectiveness.
On these two points, other professions that can boost morale by taking the lead, and that can share the joys and sorrows with the soldiers and work together to win over the morale of the military are more likely to be recognized by ordinary soldiers.
This is also the difference in behavior and values ??between different professions.
? In contrast, perhaps relying on smart minds and sharp thinking to strategize at the rear. Perhaps more suitable for most mages.
Like this battle in Northrend
Kael'thas Sunstrider is a powerful mage, a beloved leader and king of a country who has never been twisted or crazy.
But Lao Tang also bluntly advised his friend many times to leave the task of leading troops in combat and commanding troops to professionals. If he really had to step onto the battlefield and be on the front line, it would be best for him to lead the army of magisters who commanded him like an arm, rather than other arms Otherwise, it would very likely lead to bad consequences.
Just like now.
"Usually leading a group of naval officers who are not under their command to fight the enemy is a taboo in military leadership. Because there is little prestige among the soldiers, it is difficult to enforce orders and prohibitions.
Fighting against the natural disaster army under Alsace may be okay at first.
With the support of hatred towards the Scourge Legion. The high-spirited naval officers will spontaneously fight against the walking dead without specific orders. Even if there is no unified command, the lower-level officers will rely on experience to connect with each other. Trying to hold on.
But when Kael'thas had to escape urgently because he was defeated by the death knight, disastrous consequences naturally followed.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Whether the remaining soldiers should fight or retreat is enough to cause chaos.
And then, facing Alsace who drew his hand, the more than 10,000 naval officers who were waiting for their morale to be in chaos were naturally a one-sided massacre.
Rivers of blood flowed, and corpses littered the fields.
The defeated naval force was defeated like a mountain. In the end, not a single surviving naval warrior survived from the army of the dead under Alsace
¡°If Old Tang had known that the Elf Prince had been a poor commander in this battle, Old Tang would have been deeply grateful for his foresight in admonishing the Elf Prince not to lead his own people into battle
Of course, if these naval officers were replaced by warriors of the blood elves, the elf prince would definitely not be so irresponsible.
But if Old Tang really knew the news. He probably didn't even have time to rejoice in his vision, so he would scold Kael'thas for trying to be a hero by playing "one-on-one"!
How can you say that there are more than 10,000 and nearly 20,000 naval soldiers, and they are lost on the battlefield?
Even if the Kul Tiras Navy is the cannon fodder that Old Tang brought for you, there is no reason to waste it!
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However, what would Old Tang think or whether Kael'thas would feel guilty about the Kul Tiras navy officers. It has nothing to do with the ultimate winner of this battle.
The navy that blocked the road was defeated, and even a new group of subordinates were recruited, and the army rushed to Alsace escorted by the Frozen Throne without stopping. Not long after, Alsace finally??He climbed to the top of a mountain and saw the glaciers in the valley - and the army waiting for him.
The undead natural disasters never worry about their troops, let alone Northrend, the natural disaster base camp?
The overwhelming number of walking corpses gathered in the valley, far below near the glacier. More figures are coming. The scourge of the undead is frantically attacking the coalition army in the valley, which is obviously composed of multiple racesKul Tiras naval officers, a small number of Quel'Thalas elves, and even a large number of Al. A strange race that Sass could not recognize¡ªtall, covered with fish scales, so thick that he had no legs under his body and only had the tail of a fish
Although it was too far away to see clearly, Alsace roughly guessed who they were. He held his breath and moved his eyes upward.
The Lich King is here, buried deep in the glacier, and as Arthas saw in the scene, imprisoned in his prison.
Suddenly Alsace screamed, an unprecedented pain swept through his mind, and his eyes turned into blood.
Now that he is so close to the Lich King, the pain he can feel from that powerful being has increased a hundred times.
"Alsace, my warrior. You are finally here."
As usual, the cold voice of the Lich King sounded faintly in the heart of the death knight. And this time there seemed to be a hint of excitement and expectation in the cold voice?
"Master." Alsace replied in a low voice. He closed his eyes tightly and pressed his fingers hard on his temples. "Yes, I'm here. Master. I'm right here."
"My prison, that is, there is a crack on the Frozen Throne, and my power is constantly draining from there." The Lich King continued, "This is why your power is weakening."
"But what's going on?"
Arthas did not see any invading enemies enter the Frozen Throne. There is no doubt that he arrived in time.
"The rune sword Frostmourne was once sealed in this throne. I pushed it out of the ice so that it could reach you and then brought you to me."
¡°And it worked!¡±
Alsace couldn't help but take a breath.
The Lich King was imprisoned in the ice prison and could not move, so he must have completely relied on the power of will to get this sword out of the ice. For Alsace. Now he recalled the piece of ice where Frostmourne was stored. The jagged cracks on it looked like they had been broken off from a larger piece of ice. Such a powerful force all to bring Arthas here.
Step by step, Alsace was led here. Guide him. Control him
"You have to hurry, my champion. The Demon King Kil'jaeden created me, and now he sends his men to destroy me. If they get to the Frozen Throne before you do, it will all be lost. The Scourge will come. No more!
"Hurry! I will give you all the power I can."
Suddenly, a cold feeling penetrated Alsace's body, calming his anger and pain, and calming his thoughts. The vastness and breadth of this energy and power was intoxicatingmore powerful than any force he knew!
This is exactly why he chose this "path"!
"Drink the icy energy and harness the Lich King's power for your own use.
Alsace opened his eyes and his vision became clear. The runes on Frostmourne shone brightly, as if it had been reborn, and a layer of cold mist seeped out of the blade. Arthas grinned suddenly, holding the runeblade tightly and raising it high. The voice was clear and loud, echoing in the biting and cold air.
"The Lich King showed me another vision. He restored my power! Now I know what to do."
Arthas pointed at the toy-sized figure in the distance with Frostmourne.
"Illidan has always looked down on the Scourge, but that's it now. He wants to break into the Lich King's throne room, but he will definitely fail! Now it's time for him to taste the fear of death!"
"It's time to end this game We will finish this battle!"
He roared defiantly and waved Frostmourne over his head. The demon sword groaned. A soul longing for more.
"Fight for the Lich King!"
Arthas shouted, charging down on his enemy.
He waved Frostmourne, his movements were so smooth and almost casual, it felt like a god. Every soul Frostmourne draws increases his strength. Let the enemy's arrows and lightning cover the sky. What will happen to him now???Just as soft as snowflakes.
All the resisters are like stubbles of wheat, falling into pieces under the sickle. There was a moment. Arthas looked at the battlefield. Where was the guy he had to kill?
Groups of enemies were rolling in, but they could not stop Alsace from charging forward with overwhelming force. Although the ants were insignificant in numbers, they could not stop him. The fallen soldiers were resurrected at Alsace's call and turned to kill their living companions.
The army of the undead is surging like a tidal wave, ruthless and unstoppable. The snow beneath the glacier's spire was soaked with blood. Alsace looked around and saw the last few people still resisting. They were all blood elves¡ªbut there was no trace of their master.
Where is Illidan?
A quick flash caught his attention, and Alsace turned around and growled lowly. Another Dreadlord. This guy was facing away from him, with his black wings spread out and a pair of sheep's hooves sinking into the snow.
Arthas raised Frostmourne.
"I have defeated your kind, the Dreadlord." The Death Knight shouted sternly, "If you have the guts, turn around and face me! Otherwise, go back to the void, you demon coward."
Alsace¡¯s curses and taunts made the figure slowly turn around.
There are huge horns on his head and a smile on his lips.
His eyes were covered with a tattered black eyepatch, with two dots of green light shining just above his eyes.
"Hello, Alsace."
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Tough Guard Musket.
One of the collectibles that accompanied Old Tang through time.
Although like other weapons and equipment, this violent-looking musket is just a high-imitation parallel import. However, the precision components and machinery inside the firearm are real high-end products and cannot be faked.
If we look at it by the standards of previous games, the manufacturing process and engineering technology of the Tough Guard muskets from Outland are at least one generation ahead of Azeroth's current technological level. After all, it is now the 21st year of Dark Portal, and there are still four full years until the official opening of World of Warcraft
Men, who hasn¡¯t fantasized about owning one of these ¡°metal lovers¡± that exudes the smell of steel and gunpowder smoke from their bones?
"A hail of bulletsthat's the romance that only men understand."
So when he was renovating the Mechanical Roadmaster in Ratchet City, Old Tang also gave his favorite musket in terms of shape to the two engineering experts to study modifications. Just let two engineering masters toss it around.
One is a goblin who believes that "explosion is art", and the other is a dwarf who believes that "precision machinery can produce miracles" The top engineering figures from the two most inventive races in the world of Azeroth have joined forces to do something. , the final result of the hard work naturally did not disappoint Old Tang.
It¡¯s like a modified mechanical road fighter. Old Tang was also extremely satisfied with the modified performance of the Tough Guard musket.
The super-large caliber of the gun body means great power; the precise internal structure means stable performance; and the violent and ferocious appearance is very appetizing for a rough man like Old Tang Two pairs of two pairs of two engineering masters With skillful manipulation, the Tough Guard Musket suddenly turned into a dizzying weapon.
Pierced leather armor within fifty yards. It can penetrate mail armor within thirty yards. If the target is within the optimal attack radius of ten yards, even solid plate armor can still blast a hole.
Although this kind of power and range cannot be compared with those famous gun clans in previous lives, it is even inferior to many top firearms and crossbows in the world of Azeroth. But don't forget that this gun was originally positioned by Old Tang for medium-range fire suppression.
¡°If we look at it by the standards of a shotgun, even Old Tang can¡¯t be more picky.
The amount of ammunition loaded with only six rounds at a time sounds a bit shabby, but for Old Tang, a muscular man who loves to wield hammers and engage in hand-to-hand combat, six rounds of high-explosive Thorium with good explosive power and impact can be swept out with one shuttle. bomb. The fire suppression it can provide is more than enough.
¡°After all, if Old Tang can¡¯t defeat enemies with a hammer, let alone expect a firearm that is more intimidating than practical¡
It¡¯s true that the gun is a good gun, but it¡¯s definitely not so exaggerated that it¡¯s incredible!
A burst of high-explosive bullets destroyed a Dreadlord who was at least a mid-level hero and even reached the threshold of a legendary hero?
Metamorphosis is not such a perversion
certainly. If the gunman was Nesingwari, it was possible that he was the old dwarf who led the hunting team to hunt for rare and exotic animals. But in the hands of Old Tang?The Tough Guard Musket Pearl is light when cast secretly!
Do you really think that if you hold a musket, you will be a sharpshooter, and if you carry a bow on your back, you will become a ranger general?
As for Old Tang¡¯s lame or even clumsy marksmanship let¡¯s just go to bed!
After a brief moment of astonishment, Old Tang immediately ruled out the possibility of extraordinary luck, and then turned his eyes to search for the real "air crash creator."
Precise long-range strikes, powerful lethality. It can even suppress the perception ability of Old Tang himself and a Dread Lord In the ruins of Lordaeron at this moment, there is undoubtedly only one master who meets this standard!
Slim curves, valiant posture, charming face, cold charm When the beautiful figure that is enough to attract everyone's attention and stay on her body for a long time slowly walks out of the shadow and appears on the tower at the other end, even if Old Tang had already guessed the identity of the shooter, and he couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
Under the bright moonlight, the strong and decisive look on the face of the figure standing with a bow seemed to take Old Tang back to Qingfeng Village, to the night when the two first met
Sylvanas Windrunner, the former Ranger General, now the Banshee Queen!
"It's a pity that beautiful and meandering thoughts will always be broken by some blind losers, such as
¡°Eh~~~~!¡±
A loud shout that could not tell whether it was a howl or a roar came from behind Old Tang, interrupting Old Tang's appreciation.
From the moment Old Tang drew his gun in anger to the moment the big bat's wings were shot out by Her Majesty the Queen, it only took a few seconds. But Garithos, who was once again beaten half-dead by Old Tang with a shield, seemed to be stimulated by some unknown force at this moment, and launched a desperate charge towards Old Tang like a madman.
It is true that Balnazzar suffered an air crash, but for the Dread Lord's physical fitness, the collision damage suffered from falling from a height of no more than twenty or thirty yards would not be enough to kill him, and it would even be difficult for him to be seriously injured.
But it lost its wings and lost its flying advantage. Naturally, Big Bat no longer has its biggest support.
And facing Old Tang, a monster with astonishing power on the ground Balnazar shuddered just thinking about it.
At this moment, I was facing Old Tang, who had been frustrated for a long time and was worried that he had nowhere to vent his anger, and suddenly appeared. With the Dark Ranger watching eagerly from the side, Balnazzar naturally had to use all his power to make a desperate struggle.
And the heroic warrior Garithos, whose mind is controlled, is naturally the help and shield that Big Bat will never give up!
Retreat, turn around,
Facing the handsome man who was charging madly with blood all over his body. Old Tang, who had no time to change the bullets for the violent musket in his hand, chose the fighting method that best suited his appetite without thinking:
Head-to-head confrontation!
Crush it!
Holding the Sin'dorei war blade across his chest, Old Tang's muscular legs like pillars suddenly exerted force, and instantly charged upstream with a more wild and fierce attitude and momentum than Garithos. .
¡°Bang!¡±
This is the sound of the Sin'dorei warblade colliding with the heraldic shield of Lordaeron.
"Click!"
This is a sign that the handsome man has a broken arm and damaged internal organs.
"Chi!"
This is the sound of the sharp blade entering the body when the bayonet on the Fortitude Guard's musket penetrated Garithos' right arm and shoulder.
"Poof!"
This is the sound of Old Tang letting go of the handle of the gun, snatching the shield of Lordaeron from Marshal Garda's hand, and smashing Marshal Garda's head with the shield
With one move and three consecutive moves, in Old Tang's almost violent and terrifying counterattack, the "wise and powerful" Commander Jia didn't even last three seconds before he was turned into an unrecognizable and mangled corpse by Old Tang.
Without Balnazar¡¯s remote control, Old Tang no longer has any worries. His fierce strength is naturally revealed. With Garithos' strength ranking absolutely at the bottom among hero-level masters, how could he possibly be a match for the wolf-like and tiger-like Old Tang?
What¡¯s more, it¡¯s still under control?
With stiff posture and rigid tactics, under Balnazzar¡¯s desperate control, Garithos only knew how to attack and charge wildly, using less than half of his strength Naturally, it would end badly against Old Tang, who was eager to vent his anger
After all, it¡¯s a head-on confrontation. Who was Old Tang afraid of?
Even when faced with Archimonde, Old Tang would still dare to take action when his head got hot!
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"Old Tang's counter-attack can be regarded as a deadly attack, and the whole set of actions was swift and swift."
Come on, BalnazarnaThe big bat hasn't completely finished it yet. In order to prevent Ye Changmengduo from causing any trouble, Old Tang had to resort to ruthless measures to crush the Dread Lord's last thoughts of a comeback as soon as possible;
Come second. For a guy who had stabbed him in the back, Old Tang would not play the trick of showing mercy and repaying evil with kindness.
Kill all enemies in the bud as much as possible. This is the code of conduct for this lazy guy like Old Tang.
As for the reason why Marshal Jia has made rude remarks many times and has an extremely bad attitude, or because the previous battle made Old Tang embarrassed and lost his face, that is why Old Tang, a "small-minded man", holds a grudge ahem , our Great Governor Gude will never admit it anyway!
From counter-charge to killing the commander-in-chief, it only takes three to five times for the rabbit to rise and the falcon to fall. By the time Her Majesty the Queen rushed from the tower to Old Tang's side, Garithos, a loser with great ambition and little talent, had already turned into a pile of rotten flesh.
Well, it is indeed a pile of rotten meat.
The Lordaeron warlord's head was like a watermelon that had been smashed by a sledgehammer, with red and white splatters all over the floor; his upper body collapsed from the remaining neck to the large sternum, and the entire body was extremely bloody. It is estimated that even if Alsace personally takes action, he will not be able to reincarnate the deceased
At best, it is made into a part of the abominable body or thrown into the meat grinder to serve as food for the walking dead.
In fact, the final fate of the former coach in history is undoubtedly a hundred times more miserable than what he is now in the hands of Old Tang. Because at the end of the battle to capture Lordaeron, the body of General Garda was indeed used as "military food" for the ghouls by Her Majesty the Queen.
"Compared to the fact that there should have been no bones left, Old Tang still left half of the body for the dead handsome man Old Tang considered himself to be a "kind man".
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Since Marshal Jia has been executed, Old Tang did not delay.
He looked at Her Majesty the Queen from a distance, and exchanged a look that tacitly agreed to follow the plan. Then he glanced coldly at Varimathras, who appeared next to Sylvanas. In a second, Old Tang had jumped off the roof with his sword and shield in hand.
There is a big bat there waiting for him to "process"! (To be continued)
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