Chapter 120 Taking down the Temple of Karabo

When the thermal weapon army attacked the Karabor Temple, the sound could be heard even dozens of kilometers away.

The sound of "bang bang bang" shells exploding caused the nearby orcs and draenei to turn their attention to the Karabor Temple.

Everyone wants to know what happened there.

However, the only ones who could go to check in time were the Broken Ones who had been wandering nearby.

Akama led his Graytongue clan to attack the orc defenders of the temple from time to time.

Hearing the noise coming from the Karabo Temple, Akama climbed to the top of the mountain to observe the situation there.

Seeing flames exploding inside the temple, he instantly thought of what it was.

Although gunpowder weapons have been eliminated, they are still used in some situations.

For example, using explosives to mine mines has a very good effect!

As long as the amount of explosives is estimated accurately, the mine will fall apart with a "bang".

Akama decided to continue to observe the opponent's movements.

"Fighters of the Gray Tongue clan, today we will wash away our shame!

But the standards are still as high as those of human beings.

If you want to defend it, the door will be smashed for you!

Seeing the compatriots who were approaching the core area of ​​the temple, Akama, who had been awakened by the explosion in the early morning, suddenly felt mixed emotions in his heart.

It's only been a few years since those guys got rid of their hair and blood.

With the small arcane golem leading the charge, all the arrangements of the orc defenders were in vain.

It is only reasonable to catch the big fish of Prophet Velen.

Akama made up his mind and turned to look at his men.

The dense hail of bullets will shred their armor blessed with anger, tearing their flesh into pieces at the same time.

If this was to lure him into taking the bait, the price would be too high!

There are nearly 30,000 orc troops stationed in the Karabor Temple.

The orcs have already been beaten like that. If they lurk inside and cooperate with the outside, it won't be a problem to capture the Karabor Temple.

A group of refugees took back the Holy Land. It’s exciting to think about it!

When it was just dawn, the Draenei Refugee Legion set off again.

Facing the powerful three-pronged offensive, the rate of defeat of the orc defenders skyrocketed.

Each of them is a battle-hardened warrior.

Today we must take back our holy land! No victory or death!"

When he heard that those compatriots were still laughing at the orcs as they were retreating, Akama was speechless.

"In order to take back the Holy Land, we will fight to the end!"

Horad, who had returned to Azeroth at this time, was complaining that the Broken One was too stubborn.

Seeing their eagerness to join the battle, Akama raised the weapon in his right hand.

Their hunting speed is not even worse than that of armies using thermal weapons.

Different from blocking the door and killing them before, this time the enemy continued to advance towards the Karabor Temple.

This requires a complete industrial chain to be mass produced.

However, due to the novice's immoderate squandering of ammunition, the battle only lasted half an hour.

The only people who can make such a movement are the Draenei.

But the Draenei refugee army, eager to retake the Holy Land, didn't want to give them the last chance to sleep.

Facing the enemies advancing in an orderly manner along the stairs, the orc defenders could only retreat steadily.

The person who opened the portal for them was a foreign mage they had never seen before.

The small arcane golem broke into the door and quickly emptied it.

The draenei people who are in exile have long been without a complete industrial chain.

The orc defenders, who had been busy for most of the night, encountered brutal bombing again.

The stainless steel armor blessed with strong angry energy feels like it is made of clay.

More than half of the orc defenders inside the temple suffered casualties.

"Take back the Holy Land! Take back the Holy Land!"

The Draenei refugees were extremely excited when they learned that they would retake the Temple of Karabor tomorrow.

They avoided the frontal battlefield, cleared out the remaining orc defenders from both sides of the stairs, and quickly surrounded the core area of ​​the temple.

In just half an hour of fighting, it was estimated that more than 10,000 orcs were killed.

If this doesn't make the Broken One appear, then you can only look for traces of the draenei yourself.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he decided to occupy the temple of Karabor tomorrow.

Who doesn’t want to write this glorious chapter in their life history?

Even if it is a trap, I will admit it today!

There are no strong warriors to launch an assault. The straight and wide steps to the top of the Karabo Temple allow thermal weapons to exert their firepower very well.

Even those famous warriors and strong men will be killed by mysterious strong men who suddenly jump out.

Where on earth did they get these weapons?

They are the most elite members of the Graytongue clan among the Broken.

Our own people are attacking the Karabor Temple, so why not help?

Thinking of this, Akama led the Graytongue clan out in full force and rushed towards the Karabor Temple.

These guys look very wretched, with gray skin and several thick squid tentacles hanging around their necks, but they are very sharp when fighting.

"Victory will definitely belong to us!"

Soon the explosion swept through the Karabor Temple again.

Acting cautiously, Akama decided to continue observing secretly and collect as much information as possible.

Just now, he saw a well-known orc chief rushing to the front of the position despite a hail of bullets, and was cut off by a mysterious strong man with a scythe.

With such strong firepower, almost no orc warriors can withstand it.

Therefore, the Broken Ones did not complain too much and still regarded each other as one of their own.

As a result, those guys just didn't move and kept lurking in the dark to watch the situation.

They also thought that they had just fought last night and should be able to sleep well during the day.

Is this kind of fighting considered a fighting? It’s basically bullying!

Looking at the temple of Karabor littered with corpses, Akama felt that this was not a trick of the Burning Legion.

Can the orcs make explosives? Obviously impossible!

When he got close to the battlefield, Akama hesitated.

The Broken Ones were driven out of the draenei gathering place because people were worried that the curse would spread.

The opponent's advantage is so great that they will definitely attack again in a few days.

This is a reasonable and reasonable measure, just like being quarantined if you have an infectious disease.

The Broken Ones are looming on the battlefield. They are much shorter than the authentic Draenei.

Thinking of Prophet Velen, Akama decided to write a letter explaining the situation here.

Otherwise, the draenei would not be in this situation.

Doesn't look like a demon from the Burning Legion.

Of course, the main credit for forcing the orc defenders to this point is the small arcane puppet.

But divination, a magical method, is often inaccurate.

The members of the Gray Tongue clan cheered.

The Draenei army, which ran out of ammunition, quickly ran away through the portal.

The Gray Tongue clan, in full force, rushed into the Karabo Temple like an invisible tide.

Even the technology of making metal products can only be mastered by the big clans.

Under the protection of the mysterious strong man, those compatriots don't have to worry about the strong man charging into the formation.

Ask him to divine this matter and predict whether it will be a blessing or a disaster.
To be continued...