"No, no!" Thrall, who was standing next to Duke, did not hide his concerns about the Dragon Slayer Gruel.

Now the tribe has lagged behind the alliance in terms of technology for a whole generation. If there were no special strong men like professionals, if the alliance went to war with the tribe, it would be like a modern man beating a primitive man.

Being behind in technology cannot be solved by just catching up.

Thrall thought hard and he sadly discovered that the tribe's backwardness was all-round. It can be said that everything was lacking, talent, capital, technology, and scientists.

But what is really lacking is a leader with a strong forward-looking vision.

As a leader, making decisions is an unavoidable responsibility.

Every day, a guy comes to Thrall, hoping to get the support of the tribe, invest money, manpower and material resources to study a new technology.

Thrall was very frustrated because he found that most of the people who came were goblins, and almost all wanted to cheat money. What is the Northrend rubber planting plan and the barren land shaved ice production line. Thrall just bombarded the people at first, but later he saw that it was too much and started killing directly.

This made the group of crazy goblins stop.

I originally thought that this was a tribe that was an unreliable goblin tribe. Later, under the spy's snooping, I found that the alliance had a similar situation. The "High-tech Development Bureau" led by the great craftsman Gerbin has to review more than 10,000 inventions or research applications from different races every week, and less than one percent of them will be handed over to make a decision for Duke.

Duke often only takes half a day to approve these applications, and even has time to read all the selected applications.

The one who should get out of the way, the liar who should be killed hangs him on the spot. Those inventors recognized by Duke often become the leader of the alliance's new technology after Duke's personal explanation or planning corrections, after some hard research.

Not once and half, almost every time.

During the fifteen years when King Terenas was the leader, he didn't feel that in the past nine years under Duke's rule, the technology of the alliance was leaping explosively.

Thrall didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit it. The entire tribe couldn't find a new technology leader like Duke who could not take detours and reach the key points. He also hoped that the tribe could produce such a genius. If so, he would even be willing to give up as the chief.

Unfortunately, no.

He seems to be unable to lead the tribe to surpass the alliance in his life. What makes him even more sad is that Duke was promoted to a demigod and theoretically becomes an immortal body.

How can the tribe play happily?

Well, since you cannot surpass technology, then you have the light of your technology, and I will follow my mysterious path!

Goron, a powerful creature located at the top of the food chain in his hometown world, joining the tribe is definitely another form of transcendence to the alliance.

Looking at the entire alliance, unless the dragon clan is officially included, the alliance will not be able to find a smart creature that is more powerful than Goron.

Now Gruel is directly swallowed by the explosion. How can you not worry about your name Thrall?

"Huh! Gruel has nothing to do." Duke sighed, with a little malice from the bottom of his heart, hoping that Gruel and the Doomsday Walker would die together, but unfortunately there was no.

According to the system prompt, Gruer's injury was only [Zhongchuang].

Gruel, a stunning guy, is worthy of being the boss in the game Burning Expedition. It is clear that this is another 'nuclear latitude day', and Gruel is not dead.

He only used a pair of big claws to protect his head, and used the armor specially created for him by the tribe and his rock-like skin to withstand this kind of explosion that even the Five Silver Saints might have to kneel down.

Gruer was in a very embarrassing state. A thick steel armor melted into a paste, black and green molten substance. Fortunately, he had no hair, otherwise he would have been exploded and roasted into a strange color with black and green just like his epidermal rocky skin.

After the smoke and dust fell, Gruel sat down a little depressedly, gasping heavily, and then looking at the Doomsday Walker who was left with only a broken lower body and to be precise, he let out a heroic and crazy laughter: "Hahahahahahahaha"

The full laughter even caused the exterior wall of the dark temple building that was also destroyed by explosions and collapsed.

Duke waved his hand: "Cover Gruel!"

The flying fleet in the air suddenly split into two, accompanied by violent hull vibration, and the shocking sound of cannons sounded again.

After a few breaths, almost all the west facades of the dark temple complex in the U-shaped shape were under fierce care of artillery fire.

"Occurrence!" In no particular order, Saar and Varian issued an offensive order at the same time.

The Horde attacked the Atama platform on the northern line, and the Alliance attacked the Karabo ruins on the southern line. These two giant complexes are two fortresses guarding the Dark Temple. If you want to attack the Dark Temple, these two important places must be taken down.

These two complexes were originally abandoned. In order to cope with the coalition's attack, the Ilidare Council attracted a large number of demons to guard them.

The seemingly surging water quickly moved, revealing the wet ground. First, diesel tanks led the way to launch an impact, and kept firing at these two places while moving forward.

Then there were engineering vehicles driving huge inclined steel bridges, and under the cover of musketeers and scattered lines composed of humans and dwarves, they quickly approached the edge of the platform and the ruins. The engineering vehicles turned the robotic arm and built fifteen huge slopes with a width of more than five meters in less than five meters in five minutes. The rough inclined surface allows anyone to rush up to the ruins and platforms along this slope at an angle of 30 degrees to the ground.

"Run!"

"In the name of the holy light!"

"For the Alliance!"

“lok-tar,ogar!”

Different races, different languages, and various shouts of killing formed waves of shocking sounds, sweeping towards the dark temple like a tide. Even the aftermath reflected from the sound waves of sound waves reflected on the black and green walls, it still shocked everyone's ear drums several kilometers away.

The crowd of tens of thousands of soldiers swept through most of the earth in front of the Dark Temple. The vast scene of tens of thousands of soldiers attacking under the cover of tanks can no longer be expressed in any language of this era.

They launched a charge with high morale, and even if their enemy was a army of demons with larger and more terrifying strength, they had the confidence to destroy all resistances passing by.

Seeing the coalition attacking, Duke smiled and said in the magic messenger: "My little maid, you're here."
Chapter completed!