Stratholme God

Chapter 223 My little Joe is a thief 6 (2 more)
Lothar used troops, and everything was stable.

He is a good old man with a lot of friends, begging his grandpa to tell his grandma, pulling out a huge group army, and confronting the enemy head-on.

McDonald was willing to use troops, and he seemed to be in good order.

If you have fought with him, you will know that whoever believes that this theoretically expired Zhengtai is pure will be in bad luck.

As the saying goes, the powder hair is black when cut!
McDonnell, a good young man who was influenced by Grandpa Mao, beat the orc until he lost his head with a set of combined punches.

The orcs sent envoys over, and the sand sculpture players were murdered, which of course had McDonald's consent.

In other words, there is a traitor among you orcs, who has ruined your hometown, you should clean up the house yourself!Why are you calling to Azeroth to occupy human territory?
Those who start massacres and play genocide again, and those who are defeated and enslaved afterwards, don't pretend to be pitiful.

If you play games, it doesn’t matter if some players wash the land for the tribe. Now that you have crossed, the ass determines the head, and McDonald will naturally stand firmly on the human side.

Anyway, I, McDonald, will run away after finishing World War II at the Dark Portal, so I won’t give you a way out of the world, don’t blame me for not talking about Wudeha!
As early as the spies reported that Grom had left Westfall, McDonnell had planned the movement of the orc army.

On July 7st, almost at the same time as the orcs held the chiefs meeting, a 'guerrilla' was ushered in on the coast of Westfall.

Gryan Stallman, as a young man born and raised in the wild west, he loves this land deeply.Seeing that the former granary of the Stormwind Kingdom was deserted due to the wanton plundering of the orcs, his heart ached.

According to the orders of the Regent Lothar and the Duke of Stratholme, he brought more than 3000 West Wilderness volunteers and a large amount of equipment, insisted on the tactics instigated by someone, and flourished in this land.

At four o'clock in the morning on this day, he had brought nearly a thousand men to wait near the gold coast mine in the west of the western wilderness.This mine is facing the sea, surrounded by murlocs who follow human instructions, even an orc would not want to come here.

Get too close to the sea, and the orcs will be attacked by murlocs.

Too close to the mine, the narrow mine with seven turns and eight turns, can kill the orcs to death.

After all, on the first day of guarding the mine, Grian followed Mai's suggestion and blocked half of the entrance of the mine with cement, leaving only a one-and-a-half-meter-high entrance. Think about it, come in and send it.

It's not that the orcs have never tried to dig holes in from other places, but at this point in time, the orcs' mining technology is really not good.It's really hard for this nomadic race to dig holes or something.

"Are you here?" Grian suddenly saw something.

A dark cloud was blown away by the wind, and under the moonlight, there seemed to be a city that never sleeps in the distance, and the lights of thousands of families lit up the darkness.

The subordinate asked Grian: "This, my lord, is this what you call a guerrilla?"

Grian's eyebrows jumped wildly, and he didn't know what to say.

A thousand sails!

Could it be that all the fleets of Kul Tiras are here! ?

He really guessed right.

Fleets 1, 2, and 4 are here, as well as a new transport fleet!
"Wait! This ship, isn't it going to dock?" Seeing the huge ship approaching the coastline, Grian was dumbfounded on the spot. The fire, as a response signal.He really never thought that the Kul Tirans would use the largest cargo ship to dock.

This is not Stormwind Harbor. There isn't a single place that can be used as a deep-water port in the Western Wilderness.Most of the coastline is covered with jagged rocks and beaches with extremely gentle slopes.

The last time he came back, he used a small sampan that could hold up to ten people to smuggle people and supplies ashore one by one.

Dallying, just looking at it feels tortured.

Such a big boat, wouldn't it hit the rocks if it came close?
After a brief moment of stupefaction, Grian ran across the edge of the fire like crazy, picked up two burning logs and waved them desperately.

"Stop! Turn the rudder! Turn the rudder!" He also knew that the people on board might not hear him, but he couldn't control himself.

On the big ship, Fenna*Jinjian also had a tingling scalp: "Still... still going forward!?"

She looked at McDonald and the Magistrate beside him very suspiciously.

McDonnell certainly understood the panic of her sailing master, and turned his head: "Treading the Ice and Crossing the Sea, what do you think?"

Veins sprouted on Krasus' forehead.

Do you command people like this, uh, command dragons! ?

"Call me Krasus!"

"Understood! Zhenjun! Alright! Really 'bacteria'!" Mai said deliberately crooked.

For some reason, seeing Licking Dragon working hard, he wanted to bully Krasus.

The majestic old dragon who is thousands of years old is so unlucky.Krasus got angry, his eyes widened: Isn't it just that I rejected you and asked my Ronin to work at your place?Is it worth using the queen to suppress me?

McDonald stared back at Licking Dragon: It's worth it!It's worth it!

"Hmph!" Krasus stood at the bow and raised his hand, causing the entire night sky to vibrate.

The coolness of the late summer night was taken away for a while, and within a square kilometer, one could clearly feel the cold air converging towards this side.

I didn't see how Krasus chanted the mantra, and there was a clear and low Zha, "Boom, boom, boom!" A white dragon claw suddenly appeared in the air more than ten meters above the sea.

It just swipes!
Five thick ice prisms suddenly appeared!

The terrifying frost element instantly froze the sea water, forcibly creating five ice piers at right angles to the coast.

Each pier is more than ten meters wide and condenses from the sea surface to the bottom of the sea.

This scene stunned everyone on board and on the shore.

Bolvar finally understood why McDonald had been making fun of Krasus, the Kirin Tor senator, for the past few days.

Sure enough, the real archmage just does whatever he wants.

"Be careful." McDonald casually ordered Vereesa.

A blush of happiness appeared on the female elf's face: "Yes."

The ranger troops who were transferred here and there were not dissatisfied. They waited for the ship to be docked on the ice dock, and immediately turned over and jumped off the ship.

The shoes with ice spikes prepared in advance, let them look at the mountains as if they were galloping on the sea. They crossed the ice surface of more than 100 meters in a few strokes and rushed to the front of Grian's newly formed western wilderness guerrillas.

"At the order of Anduin Lothar, the commander in chief of the Alliance, deploy defenses around this place." The leading female elf threw a parchment scroll at Grian, without looking back, and ran away with her men like the wind.

Grian and his people are dumbfounded.

"My lord, was that the high elf ranger of Quel'Thalas just now?"

"Ah."

On the ship, a large number of engineers began to disembark. They quickly laid a lot of straw on the ice dock to facilitate unloading later.

Immediately, the first ray of morning light shone on the coast of Westfall, and the tenth... ice pier appeared out of thin air.

At six o'clock in the morning, Grian finally waited for the Dukes of Fordragon and Stratholme that he was thinking of.

A group of people came to the temporary command post of the Gold Coast Mine, and McDonnell spread out the blueprint: "I will build the West Wilderness area into the most stable rear area within a month."

When Bolvar saw it, he felt a little uncomfortable at first—you, the Duke of Lordaeron, why do you hold a map of the West Wilderness that is more detailed than our Stormwind City?

Probably, this feeling is that you said to Zhou Gongjin, I, Xiao Qiao, can play Thief Six.

Cough, please don't get me wrong, I'm referring to Xiao Qiao in "King of Pesticides"!

(End of this chapter)