Stratholme God

  Chapter 792 The things that people do never touch (2 more)

   Looking at Varian who was sad and angry, and tried his best to suppress himself, every leader in the throne hall showed empathy.

   They all turned their attention to McDonald's in the first seat.

   At this rhythm, it is almost inevitable to fight against the Scourge Legion with all-out efforts.

The only variable    is McDonald's attitude.

   No soldier can go to war on an empty stomach.

The logistics of the night elves have long been drained by the Battle of Quicksand; dwarfs have never been a character with surplus food at home; Kul Tiras and Gilneas are not rich countries; Stormwind Kingdom... ahem, Varian and Bo Vaal is definitely going to fight, not to mention that the grain production in the western fertile fields is basically intact, even if there is only half of the grain left, he has to rush over and desperately.

   The only one in the entire league that may have surplus food is the McDonald's family.

   Everyone knows that, excluding the military fields of Hillsbrad Hills, just the fields of the Stratholme Federation, there are surplus grains left every year.

How much    is left, only MacDonald knows.

Feeling the fiery gazes cast across the space from all directions, McDonald sighed: "We don't have much new food in the Federation. There is still one (billion) point in the grain reserve. If the Union soldiers don't mind eating canned food and compressed biscuits, support them. The 200,000-strong army is still able to scrape together food for half a year on Kalimdor Continent."

   Listening to your words is like eating a big bowl of reassurance pills.

   The leaders of various countries smiled.

   "Hey! Saying this is a shame." Tyrande followed suit: "If it's vegetarian, the night elves can still provide one million tons per month."

   "Bread and wine are enough for a dwarf warrior." Magni rubbed his beard.

   "The maintenance of the ordnance of various countries is covered by the gnomes." The gnome master craftsman Gelbing promised in a sharp voice.

   Leaders of various countries have expressed their views...

  Varian burst into tears on the spot, sobbing hard, bowed and saluted: "Thank you, your lord, thank you kings... leaders..."

   Bolvar followed and bowed: "As long as you can get revenge, the Kingdom of Stormwind will definitely have a big reward."

   After eating sand in Silithus for several months, everyone was tired. This time, although Stormwind Kingdom will be the main force, without the cooperation of McDonald's, Varian can't lead people to fight across the sea.

  The general direction was set, and when it came time to discuss the details of the march, everyone secretly sighed about McDonald's foresight.

   As we all know, the undead cannot be beaten.

   No matter how strong the hero encounters the endless tide of corpses, he will die of exhaustion.

   But after Kel'Thuzad swept half of the Kalimdor continent, the number of undead troops under his command skyrocketed. The wild boars of Razor Heights, the centaurs running all over the continent, and the bones of a large number of people of various races who have died for an unknown number of years, it is really not difficult to gather a corpse tide of ten million.

   Without the two bridgeheads of Theramore and Golden Sword Port, as well as a total of more than 1,000 kilometers of railways, the Alliance's advance would be extremely difficult and logistics would be tight.

  Tyrande: "There are two problems before us now: one is where to fight Naxxramas? The other is how to get the full support of the Horde."

The    tribe came to the Alliance to call for help many times.

   Every time, Vol'jin comes over, giving face to the Alliance, but the rear of the Alliance is smoking, busy purifying the field, and has been neglecting it.

   Now that Lothar was killed, the Alliance jumped, and in turn accepted the Horde's proposal to join forces. In fact, it felt a little bit slapped in the face.

  This thing is licking the dog and chasing the goddess. The goddess suddenly agreed to add a big bed upside down. When the dog licks the goddess, she will doubt whether she really accepts the goddess, and will there be a buy-one-get-one-free sale.

Just when everyone could not discuss the conclusion that they could take the initiative to negotiate, a sudden news came - Naxxramas left after raiding the northeastern part of Feralas a day ago, and then today the tribal chief Thrall personally led people, Riding on a two-footed flying dragon, he rushed to Jinjian Port and asked to see McDonald's.

   Everyone has a question mark.

  Magney scratched his head: "Isn't there something big happened to the tribe?"

   The one who received Thrall and his party was Fina Jinjian.

  Fina received news as quickly as possible—the medium-sized fortress guarded by Thrall’s father Durotan was destroyed, Durotan was killed, and the body was taken away by the Scourge.

This……

   McDonald's left cheek muscle twitched.

your sister!

   Should it be said that he is Mr. Ke?

  What people do, he really has nothing to do with it.

   First send elites to murder Lothar, and then kill Papa Sar.

   As soon as we took time together, everyone discovered that both sides should start at the same time.

   "Durotan, the old patriarch of the Frostwolf clan, is very strong?" Genn wondered.

   Don't blame him for questioning.

   Durotan is a very unfamiliar Horde hero to the entire Alliance.

   McDonald said in a deep voice: "Only in terms of combat power, when he was young, he was on the same level as Orgrim, the former chief of the tribe."

   All the leaders of the alliance held their breaths.

   The answer is very clear, it was definitely a premeditated simultaneous murder.

  Two aged heroes with greatly reduced strength may not be of much help to the Alliance and Horde. For the undead, this is an extremely valuable high-end combat power.

   Just look at Terenas before. The old Taizi was about to go into the ground, turned into a death knight, and immediately became a second-tier hero again. Ordinary heroes really couldn't beat him. Coupled with a [Frostmourne], the top-level powerhouse with the divine weapon can sanction him.

  The undead are so unreasonable.

  McDonald punched the military map and cursed in his heart: 左! Is this to make up the Apocalypse All-Star lineup?

   For some reason, he looked at the four loyal generals in the magic mirror, Rivendell, Serriek, Kurtaz, and Braumux, who were on standby at home, and suddenly felt that these guys were not good.

   OMG! Is this retribution?

  I robbed Mr. Ke of four guards, and then forced Mr. Ke to come up with a more gorgeous lineup.

   Sin!

  For the first time, McDonald felt that it was not a good thing that the traveler knew too much about the historical plot.

  It's all right now, the Scourge Legion is that virtue, but if you don't completely suppress it, a rebound will easily create a snowball effect.

   Brainless Roar, Durotan, Lothar, Thoras, this version of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, if you say they are the bottom boss McDonald's, you will believe it.

   Damn, the plot is out of control!

   McDonald took a deep breath: "Inform Jinjian, I will meet Thrall at Jinjian Harbor at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

   On the other side, Golden Sword Port.

   In the spacious State Guest House, although Thrall's most loyal guards stood on all sides of the hall, many of whom were full of armored ogres, this was the territory of the Alliance.

   As long as the Alliance is willing, the quadruple anti-aircraft guns on the turret not far away can kill Thrall's guards in a minute once the muzzle is lowered.

   In the middle of the hall, little Saurfang, who had just returned from Silithus, kept pacing back and forth.

   Instead, Thrall sat calmly on the sofa, which was large enough for an orc to sit comfortably on.

   "Calm down, Dranosh. There's no point in your rushing."

   "But, Warchief, in case the Alliance..."

   "It is true that the Duke of Stratholme hates us orcs, but he is a very wise leader. He will make a sound judgment."

   (end of this chapter)