Stratholme God

Chapter 720

This burlesque directed by the Tribe is a fucking burlesque burlesque—funny to death.

After finally saving up some wealth to show off, but it turned out that he couldn’t pretend to be aggressive and his hometown caught fire. I was afraid that this little wealth would have to be filled in.

Magni stroked his beard: "How about Golden Sword Port and Feather Moon Fortress?"

These two fortresses, one west and one east, are important transit points for the attack on Silithus in the future, and there is no room for loss.

After Tyrande nodded, Shandris Feather Moon came forward and said: "Feather Moon Fortress may need to be strengthened."

McDonnell: "Jinjian Port is fine."

After a little discussion, a plan was made to increase the number of troops in the Feather Moon Fortress, mainly to increase the air defense force around the fortress.

McDonnell gave an affirmative answer: "Within five days, ten Cleveland-class light cruisers will be in place."

This type of destroyer enjoys the name of Ketai. Although people in China don't like to hear this name today, this name has its meaning.

At this time, the most experienced Jean said: "If there is an envoy from the tribe, you can let him go."

"very good."

"agree."

The leaders smiled knowingly.

We are very relieved that the enemy is rushing to the street.

Now that McDonald has decided to sell the tribe, it proves that the matter is controllable.You know, there is a real risk of extinction. McDonald is definitely the first to propose the Gao coalition, and even did not hesitate to unite the tribes, such as the Seamount War.

Speaking of which, the Kesuen children's shoes in Xili Susi actually have enough cards.After all, he is one of the ancient evil gods.

Now that Dragon's Rest Temple hasn't jumped out yet, McDonnell is happy to pretend to be confused.

"Okay, can we discuss the matter here in Stranglethorn Valley?" Varian was still too young, and he couldn't hold back his restless heart.

Fortunately, McDonald didn't plan to cheat him, otherwise, with his current temper, or frizzy temper, another experienced politician could casually cheat him to death.

McDonnell raised his eyelids: "The evil god Hakkar is not a super-class guy after all. Compared with powerful enemies such as Ragnaros and Nefarian, he is a level behind. I suggest using one-third of the hero group's combat power , It is enough to send about 15 heroes as the core to form a crusade group."

"Are you sure?" Magni was slightly taken aback.

McDonnell compared the little finger of his right hand: "A third-rate evil god who has just been resurrected and is still in a weak state, how powerful do you expect it to be? Dating back to the ancient dark empire era, there is no such thing as Hakar."

Tyrande the longest lived nodded.

On the oldest continent of Azeroth, it was the era of [Dark Empire], when the territories of the four ancient gods and the four elements divided up the continent of Azeroth.

After [Legendary War], it was time for trolls to dominate the mainland.At that time, it was probably dominated by Amani and Gurubashi, accompanied by Drakkari and dark trolls.

After the trolls, it was the night elves who dominated the continent ten thousand years ago.

Sorry, nothing haka.

After all, Haka is a wind snake [loa] god, who was driven into the twisting void for some reason.

Compared with those ancient gods and elemental lords who made waves in ancient times and occupied a large part of the territory, the loa gods are much worse.

Come to think of it, a dozen loa gods are crowded on a small Zandalar island, what else can there be?
Tyrande talked a little bit about the deeds of the Loa God. A group of alliance bosses either had [vegetable chicken] or [not bad] expressions on their faces.

"Your Majesty Wrynn, this time the crusade against Hakar is better to focus on the heroes of the Stormwind Kingdom with the Silver Hand, and I ask His Excellency Kael'thas* Sunstrider for help. What do you think?" McDonald asked Sent.

Varian and Bolvar looked at each other, and King Va nodded: "Yes."

This time, he took good care of the Stormwind Kingdom.None of the king-level bosses made a move. The Silver Hand and the blood elves were ranked second in the alliance. After the crusade was completed, the Stormwind Kingdom didn't need to give them territory, just a little blood.

On the other hand, the strength of Sansheng Baiyin and Kaizi is absolutely trustworthy.

Originally, Bolvar wanted to ask McDonald to borrow a ranger hero, but he gave up after thinking about it.

The ranger boss is either Yingying Yanyan next to someone, or a palace minister.

Bolvar suddenly missed Halduron Brightwing who went to Outland and never returned.The Ranger hero is the most likely loanee.

On the other hand, the few heroes that Stormwind Kingdom can produce now, except for those who play Holy Light, the rest are all kitchen knives.There are also three thieves (Father Van Cleef and Mathias Shore) in it, which is drunk to think about.

Those who didn't know thought that the Kingdom of Stormwind was specialized in thieves.

Time to enter mid-November.

Much of the Eastern Kingdoms has entered late autumn or early winter.

Only the weather in Stranglethorn Valley is only slightly cool, and the temperature during the day is around 20 degrees, which can be described as quite comfortable.

Here, the 'Zandalari' troll rose race has entered its third month.

The Alliance has accepted the existence of this strange group of Zandalari trolls.Anyway, it's the father of the funder, who doesn't like it?
The rewards of these 'trolls' are innocent, and they are all held in the alliance in advance, under the trusteeship of the fair and strict Grand Duke of Fortagan, and distributed at the end of the month according to the record.

In addition, vicious competition is prohibited, and it is strictly forbidden to snatch troll coins that have been obtained by alliance registered teams. Violators will be directly linked to Southeast Branch.

This [Devil Slaughter Order] is quite popular.

On the 15th, a strange fleet suddenly sailed slowly to Stranglethorn Valley.

Before the three wooden boats approached the coastal area, the ship girls who spotted them with radar from a distance surrounded them.

"This is the flagship of the Stratholme First Fleet [Bismarck], which belongs to the alliance. The front is the alliance military restricted area. Ships of unknown origin, please report your intentions, otherwise we will fire!" The Bismarck is full of majesty and enthusiasm. The piercing sound of the soul spanned a distance of 2000 meters and was sent to the wooden battleship.

A troll priest wearing a strange mask squinted his eyes halfway, looking at the dark muzzle of the giant steel ship in the distance, hesitated for a few seconds, and then spoke his purpose in a not-so-standard lingua franca.

"My name is Wincasa, and I am a servant of the god Zanza, and we are the Zandalari tribe from a distant island. I think we have a common enemy—those evil spirits who are summoning the evil god Hakar and bringing him back to life." Troll..." Venkasa introduced himself.

"Trolls are the mortal enemies of many races in our alliance, and we cannot trust you." The Bismarck followed the script as planned.

Of course, the alliance did not kill them with one shot, and directly rejected these trolls.

So, I found an island, and the trident represented the [Bronze Unicorn] and made an agreement with Wincasa that the alliance was willing to use Gurubashi and other coins to trade with the Zandalari trolls.

Ahem, just like that, all the equipment that the Zandalari trolls used for the py trade this time flowed into the hands of the elite alliance headed by Trident.

Well, just like that, a group of guys who write as sand sculpture players and read as unscrupulous goblins, borrowed the efforts of adventurers from all over the alliance, and happily became profiteers.

(End of this chapter)