Stratholme God

Chapter 1160
Those who have been in the top position for a long time are naturally majestic.

What's more, McDonald, the god of war and leader of the alliance who has never failed since his debut and never misses?

As soon as this remark came out, to be honest, Kane... was so shocked by McDonald on the spot that he couldn't speak.

It’s too shocking!

No cover up!

However, what's the matter with the beating heart in his chest, and the excitement surging from the bottom of his heart?
Kane could still barely maintain his composure, while Bain stood up abruptly and clenched his fists. If his father hadn't been here, he might have agreed on the spot.

Kane suddenly felt a burst of sadness—you know, before coming to Stratholme, he kept hypnotizing himself to be a good tribal envoy and not lose the tribal prestige.

When things came to an end, standing in front of the crossroads of his family's destiny, he was so excited and ecstatic, his heart and soul seemed to be grateful that the alliance had issued an invitation to the tauren.

At the same time, he felt ashamed because of his reaction, and felt that he was a traitor to the tribe.

"I...I..." Kane was speechless.

He knew very well that every word he said next would determine the fate of the entire tauren race.

The more cautious and anxious he was, the more speechless he became.

The two fathers and sons were panting together, and the meanings they represented were quite different: Kane was nervous, and Bain was excited.

Sitting on the newly built golden throne, McDonald calmly said, no, that is beyond calm and cold, his voice sank: "If the tauren really can't betray the tribe, they can choose to be neutral..."

When the first half of the words were just finished, Kane still had a hint of joy in his heart, and immediately he realized that something was wrong.McDonnell didn't finish his sentence.

Sure enough, the next second...

"Although I really want to tell Your Excellency Bloodhoof this, the actual situation is that once the Alliance and the Horde start a war, the Alliance will definitely destroy the entire Mulgore as soon as possible. Otherwise, the army of the Horde may come east to the Taurajo Fortress and attack us. Fang Boulevard Fortress Group Army's retreat."

This time, both Bloodhoof father and son were frightened.

Their faces were pale, and their thick manes were instantly soaked in cold sweat.

Bane raised his neck and asked, "Is it impossible for the Alliance and the Horde to live in peace?"

"Peace?" Regardless of McDonnell, even Maiev and Valeera standing on both sides of McDonnell, the vassals who were waiting at the throne, and even the royal guards by the wall of the hall showed hatred shine.

Macdonald's voice suddenly became high-pitched: "Humans, dwarves, gnomes and high elves have spent 2700 years of peace on the continent of the Eastern Kingdom. I would like to ask, who started the undeclared war and ignited the flames of war throughout the entire East?" Kingdom Continent? Who is it? Burn down the villages of the civilians of the four races, and wantonly slaughter their people?"

The war crimes committed by the orcs during the First and Second Dark Portal Wars cannot be cleared up at all.

Even Bain lowered his stubborn head and whispered, "That's the blood of the devil..."

"Oh? Put all the crimes on the Burning Legion, can you pretend to be a victim too?"

Bane was momentarily at a loss for words.

"The Horde fought against the Burning Legion at least in the First Battle of Mount Hyjal."

"Yes! Forced to join forces! Turning around, it's not crazy to expand the territory again." McDonald replied bitterly.

"That's because their world is going to be destroyed..."

"Hehe! If the orcs came to Azeroth with friendship and peace, the Alliance would welcome them, just like the draenei. But what did they bring? Killing and destruction! Why would a group of outsiders want to Let all the natives die, and give up the land for the orcs to thrive?"

This time, it was Kane's turn to be speechless.

McDonnell's words continued to cause psychological damage: "There are too many bastards who want to destroy Azeroth. The ancient evil gods, the Burning Legion, the black dragon, the elemental lords, the Scourge, and all kinds of messy guys. The alliance is defending Azeroth. What was the Horde doing, what was Thrall doing, while fighting against Rath?"

Every sentence is a mental torture, leaving Kane speechless.

"You don't dare to say that as far as I am concerned-" McDonald's words are more like the verdict of the trial court: "He asked his men to cut down every big tree he saw to build his broken city. Hunting is clean Every beast on the land came to feed his fellow beasts. Then the Forsaken, blood elf traitors, and goblins who destroyed the land and spread death and terror were all brought into the tribe. They even encouraged the Zandalari trolls to attack the alliance's treasury Er Tiras, took their homeland!"

Things are clear!

It's not that the alliance wants to make trouble, it's that the tribe is going crazy and provoking the bottom line of the alliance without limit!
Kane knew that if he was in McDonald's position, he couldn't bear it.

As for the situation of the Zandalari trolls, Kane really doesn't know.Maybe Thrall didn't do it, or maybe Thrall did it without telling him.Tauren, they have long been excluded from the highest circle of the tribe.

Kane felt sad for a while.

He knew that he had to make a decision today, and if he hesitated or tried to do both, he would only turn the tauren, a weak race caught between the two camps, into cannon fodder.

He stood up and bowed deeply to McDonald: "The chief chief of the tribe, Thrall, promised me that the tauren is free to join the tribe. It is also free for the tauren to withdraw. As long as it is not in a state of war, the tauren A withdrawal is not a betrayal. I can get the tauren out of the Horde, but I need assurances—"

"you say!"

"Don't let the tauren join the war against the Horde. This is the last line of our clan."

Bain looked nervously at his father, then at the majestic McDonald, he hesitated very much, and tried his best to hope that McDonald would agree.

McDonald did not disappoint the Mavericks, the majesty on his face disappeared, and the lines of his cold face softened.

"From the first day of its establishment, the Alliance has been a military alliance formed to fight against evil. We love peace, are inclusive of different races, and seek common ground for different ideas. As long as everyone is fighting to protect Azeroth, Everything else is easy to talk about. How can the alliance force the tauren to do some unrighteous things? If there is a war, the tauren can temporarily withdraw from Mulgore..."

Having said that, McDonald snapped his fingers, Lor'themar pulled down the tether, and a map of Northrend hung down from the wall.

"This is the Northrend continent that we have just defeated the Scourge and its minions and liberated from the darkness. Although it is relatively cold here, it is still possible to accommodate the entire tauren family temporarily. There is no marked land on it, Kane You can pick any piece you want."

This handwriting is really arrogant!

The boss of the tribe still wants to grab the territory of his younger brother, but the alliance is giving away the territory at will.

This bearing is a million miles away!

(End of this chapter)