Stratholme God

Chapter 339 Severely punishing humans (2 more)
McDonnell pointed at the map.

"You will first lead 5 people to the fifth fortress group fifty miles (miles) away from Andorhal Fortress. You don't need to do anything, and you will soon be chased by the main force of the Scourge." McDonald Ken Paused: "When you see the number of opponents filling all your field of vision, you will retreat together with the Silver Hand and all the remaining soldiers."

"and then?"

"You will be very embarrassed and struggling. Maybe you can retreat one or several bunker groups, but no matter how you struggle and how you fight with your companions, you will end up in the bunker group closest to the Andorhal Fortress, which is Here... was intercepted!"

Alsace, like all the participants, shrank his pupils at the same time.

This is like a prophet!

"Why here?" Kaizi couldn't help asking first.

"According to Marishia's confession, only true despair can cause the final degeneration of the soul, otherwise it is incomplete. Then according to this method, it is to let you cut off hope at the last moment of hope of salvation..."

Marishia, who was silenced hundreds of miles away: Woohoo (I don't, don't talk nonsense)!
Macdonald's voice became deeper and more gloomy, as if he was describing an inevitable future.

"If you are captured, there is a high probability that Terenas will not kill you on the spot. He wants you to watch the fall of Andorhal Fortress, watch me and your sister be captured, and kill the people you value most one by one in front of you." Die, or even let you back into the alliance, let you suffer a wrong that you cannot justify, and finally let you die in despair, or voluntarily throw yourself into the embrace of the Lich King."

Hearing this, not to mention Alsace itself, even the participants felt a chill from the soles of their feet to the sky.

How vicious it must be to come up with such a poisonous plan!

In the entire meeting room, the atmosphere was dead silent, as if the coldness of severe winter had turned into snowflakes, filling everyone's heart.

"Then... what is the significance of Alsace taking such a big risk?" As expected, it was Kalia who asked.

McDonnell didn't make a sound, walked to the military sand table, and pushed ten cannon models from all over Andorhal territory to Andorhal Fortress.

One model represents one hundred cannons!

Alsace had a winter warm smile on his face: "It's worth it!"

The military discussion was over, and most of the people retreated to make preparations.

Only Kaizi came out, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "I'm going back to Quel'Thalas. The Scourge may cross the sea and attack my homeland. You know, I can't ignore Silvermoon City being burned down again. "

McDonald's heart skipped a beat, he didn't know whether to persuade Kaizi.

Historically, Silvermoon City rushed to the street first, and Kaizi escaped before he could rush back.

For Kaizi to go back like this, I'm afraid there will be bad luck.

When the words came to his lips, McDonald was surprised to find that he had no position to persuade Kaizi.There is no reason why the dignified elf prince should not go to the country together.

With a long sigh, he said, "Stratholme leads the Northland Fortress. I have 20 recruits, and half of them are recruits. Just in case, you can ask me for help. This time, the Alliance will not casually accept Quel'Thalas again. To come in, Quel'Thalas would have to show considerable sincerity."

Kael'thas had embarrassment written all over his face.

It's a pleasure to leave the group for a while, the whole family crematorium.

It's really not a threat.

"I, I will communicate well with my father."

For some reason, Alleria and the others felt pain in their hearts when they heard such weak words from Kael'thas.They couldn't do anything, they could only watch the prince walking out with his shoulders drooping.

They seem to have seen the future of their mother country...

To be honest, they were quite conflicted.

If possible, the Stratholme army directly destroys the Scourge, which is naturally the best.

Just blocking it, so that Terenas can't start like a mouse pulling a turtle?
This is not good.

The furious Scourge might shift their attack targets just like Orgrim's army did last time.Either carry Quel'Thalas on your back, or go south across the sea to attack Ironforge and Stormwind.

Either way, the result is not good.

They thought about it a lot, but never thought about it. Alsace hadn't played yet, and Quel'Thalas sent harsh diplomatic words the next day.

McDonald threw the elf messenger's credentials into the fireplace, smiling wryly.

Time goes back to yesterday, Kaizi returned to Silvermoon City.

As an elf prince and archmage, Kaizi can directly use the teleportation technique to return to his mother country.

As soon as he returned, he asked to see his father.

The Sun King met him at the Council of the Silver Moon.

Kaizi spoke impassionedly, describing the horror and brutality of the Scourge.

"Your Majesty! The Scourge is the mortal enemy of all the living in the world! They have no mercy and kill wantonly. We must immediately prepare for war..."

Before he finished speaking, the sun king's old face seemed to have all the features crowded together: "War? With whom?"

In fact, when these words were released, Kaizi already felt bad, so he forced himself to be calm: "Of course it's with the Scourge."

Suddenly, Representative Darkan launched a tray supported by arcane energy from the air. This tray was suspended one meter above the ground, and a weapon that Kaizi was no stranger to was placed on it.

That is, the [Magic Grenade Revolver] used by the Griffin Knights of the Trident Legion.

"Your Highness, do you recognize this thing? Or, do you recognize the emblem on it?"

Kaizi reluctantly said, "Yes, this is the emblem of the mercenary regiment [Trident] under the Duke of Stratholme."

"Do you still remember that these so-called saviors passed through the Eversong Forest back then?"

"Remember!"

"Hehe, why don't you sense the power in those bullets?"

Kael'thas was speechless.

He has already sensed it.

As long as you are a high elf mage, you will not be unfamiliar with this wave of magic power-this is the magic power of the unpurified sun well water!
The Sun King was furious, and he overturned the tray containing the [Magic Grenade Revolver] with a wave of his hand. The huge revolver on it, together with the disassembled shells, smashed against the magic shield around Alsace. above.

Kael'thas endured silently.

It was tantamount to his father throwing a glass of cold water in his face.

"Thief! Despicable human thief!" The Sun King was furious, his white hair and beard stood on end, and his roar echoed throughout the parliament hall: "Save us? Bah! Maybe they are the ones who killed those gods. The green-skinned orcs came here!"

Dar'Khan echoed: "Your Majesty, there is no doubt that the Duke of Stratholme must have done it! That hypocrite deflected all the elves. In order to steal our incomparably precious Sunwell water!"

"Yes! Punish humans!"

"It must be severely punished!"

The rest of the MPs roared.

(End of this chapter)