Stratholme God

Chapter 165: Elf's show operation (seeking monthly ticket)

   Chapter 165 Elf's Sassy Operation (Seeking Monthly Pass)

"Hey! Our battle is over." On the hill, the coolness of early spring still made McDonald's feel a little uncomfortable, but watching the soldiers of the four major legions sweeping the battlefield and holding their spears, they made up for the fallen orcs whether they died or not. A shot, this feeling is comfortable.

When    McDonald shook his head and hummed an unknown tune, Veresa returned.

   "The orcs didn't come." Veresa was still a little sullen, and was arranged to ambush in Eversong Forest, but she was unsuccessful.

   "It's alright, it's almost dawn, the battle report of the Kul Tiras fleet will arrive, so let's wait for the news that the orcs are wiped out."

   "Really? That's really great." Veresa smiled, and it became more pleasing to see Mai.

   "Well, King Daelin beat the orcs at sea, didn't he get it? It's impossible to capsize the ship in the sewer." McDonald's was extremely certain.

  Flag or something, what are you afraid of.

   If something happens, it's Dailin's fault!

In fact, this time McDonald's dispatched troops was still a little risky. He sent Valeera to monitor the main force of Orgrim throughout the whole process. Attacking the Stratholme army outside Yangfan Port was not a good experience.

   After so long, McDonald had secretly taken back the troops that were placed in Andorhal to sweep the orcs, and the main battle troops that came to Quel'Thalas were not 150,000, but 200,000. Except for the 50,000 troops placed in the bunkers, the extra troops that really blocked this "possible reinforcement" were only 50,000.

   After all, you need a reserve team to besiege the port.

   Who knows that all the arrangements are useless. Those cannon fodders left by Orgrim under Silvermoon City just slept well all night, but instead let the ambush troops feed the mosquitoes in Eversong Forest.

   Just as MacDonald had his legs crossed, and under Veresa's unhappy gaze, he was performing a "strategizing strategy a hundred miles away" when the report of the capsized ship came.

   "What? Derek tricked King Daelin and gave away the Black Scars, but sneaked away with the main Orgrim?"

   Seeing Veresa's a little angry and smirking expression, McDonald's really embarrassed.

   He did all the calculations, but he didn't count the Kul Tiras royal family's father-son game so exciting.

  Introduction, is it that after this time, Daelin is going to call Derek 'Baba'?

   If it wasn't for a few orc troop transports hitting the rocks and getting stuck on the rocks along the northwest coast of Yangfan Port, Dailin would not have found that his son had run away with the main orcs.

   No way, Griffin couldn't fly all day, bombed the port with such a heavy bomb, then flew to the sea to help, waited for the slow-paced artillery battle to end, and finally continued to help Daelin to fire the flares all the way.

   Please note that the current cannons on Kul Tiras ships are old-fashioned breech cannons. As soon as the blast is completed, the cannon will retreat under the reaction force. Then the sailors quickly cleared the cannon with a mop dipped in water, put in gunpowder, compacted it with a push rod, put in a solid shell, used manpower to reset the cannon, and finally fired the lead.

   The whole process is tediously cumbersome, even a super-skilled sailor can fire a cannon in 5 minutes, which is already very fast.

In fact, firing a cannon in an average of 10 minutes is a routine operation. After all, there are various fairy operations in actual combat: moving the cannonball and hitting the foot; after the cannon is fired, the cannon recoils when it is shaken back, and the gun body is dumped; the gunpowder is not properly packed; ; Gunpowder cannot be ignited by moisture.

  The distance is far, and this old-fashioned artillery without rifled only needs to fly a thousand meters, and the trajectory will be terrifyingly crooked.

  To hit, in addition to artillery, you also need metaphysics!

   So naval battles usually take a whole day!

   Daelin's main fleet had eaten the Blackscar clan's fleet, and then surrounded them, and found that after being tricked, they could no longer catch up with Orgrim.

   Knowing the process, McDonald gave a stern look to Veresa who was a little puffed up.

  McDonald's embarrassed, Dailin pulls his hips, what's up with me McDonald's?

   The most annoying thing about McDonald's is that Dailin, you can pull your hips, you are so embarrassed to ask me for money! ?

   McDonald's didn't know, it wasn't that Daelin was cheeky, but that he was also annoyed to death by the nobles under his command.

yes! We did get tricked. But in any case, today is the victory of the 'Proudmoore' family! You smashed the old man, what does it have to do with our vassals? Not a cent should be given.

When the toolman Galford asked if the payment was delayed, McDonald said: "What is the delay? My Stratholme family's reputation is more than a thousand dollars? The money is paid, but I will inform His Majesty Daelin that if I let it go next time Derek, then there will be no bonuses in the future."

Half a day later, when the boat carried the agreed Arathor gold coins to Daelin's flagship, and the messenger conveyed the words of McDonald, Daelin blushed and held back for a long time: "Uh, thank the Duke of Stratholme for his generosity. I The Proudmoore family will surely destroy the... scourge of Derek with their own hands."

  Dalin is a very traditional man.

   He really couldn't accept that his best heir had become undead.

After    heaving a long sigh, he... turned himself off.

The battle of    Yangfan Port can be said to be the most important turning point in the Second Dark Portal War.

   In this battle, apart from most of the Blackrock clan, the main orcs did not escape. McDonald's did this with only one of the partial divisions, and was regarded as the "God of War" by countless historians!

   Of course, at this point in time, there is still a lot of trouble.

  When McDonald informed the elf that he had destroyed the main force of Orgrim, the elf did not believe it.

   Anyway, he sent a baron to take a look, and he was immediately horrified.

   Whether it is the pile of scorched orc corpses or the unrecognizable port, it is so shocking.

   He went back in the **** and brought a wave of more advanced bosses, finally confirming this fact.

  However, the prank on the elf's side came.

   "What? Darkan, a member of your Silvermoon Council, represented the council and made solemn representations to us, asking us to compensate for the battle damage to Yangfan Harbor?" McDonald looked at the elf messenger and almost doubted his ears.

Next to   , Veresa and Braumux stood up on the spot, staring at the messenger.

Who knew that the messenger had completely learned Darkan's shameless operation. He raised his head and pointed his nostrils at McDonald's: "Yes! Yangfan Port is a part of our sacred territory in Quel'dore since ancient times. Items are the crystallization of Quel'dorei art, and are irreplaceable treasures. Even if they were once occupied by shameless and lowly orcs, they are still the property of Quel'dorei, and no one has the right to damage them. "

   "Wait! To deal with the orcs, that's a must..." Rivendell just wanted to argue when he pressed McDonald's.

   McDonald smiled brightly: "Mr. Messenger, you must have misunderstood."

"Um?"

   Are you sassy?

  Then I'm too horny!

MacDonald replied solemnly: "When the incident happened last night, it was actually a civil war between the orcs. The shameless orc warchief Orgrim decided to abandon those inferior clans, so he raised the butcher knife to them, and also included the Black Scar clan in the The opponents inside sent it to the Kul Tiras fleet to slaughter. In fact, last night the Stratholme army 'did not take a single step' to set foot in Sunsail Harbor."

   (end of this chapter)

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