Stratholme God

Chapter 180 Learning a foreign language well makes it easier to match lines (3 more)
(Leader Chu Jiayun added 5/10)
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On the battlefield, the orcs were caught in the middle like a sandwich, with men on the left and right.

Some orcs thought about giving up the treatment, but unfortunately they couldn't speak the language, and the beams formed by the orcs were too big.

The conquest of other families, at most, cut off the neck and stiffened it, leaving some soft bones to enslave.

The conquest of the orcs was all about massacring cities and villages, or they were sacrificed as living sacrifices.

But 99% of humans, elves, and dwarves who have experienced this era will not talk about forgiveness and redemption to orcs.

You fucking play genocide, isn't it a death feud?

A few orcs threw away their weapons and tried to defend themselves with their heads in their arms, but they were cut off by humans or elves with their swords in their hands.

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer orcs oppressing among them.

When the last green figure fell and was poked into a hornet's nest by two spears of different shapes, the soldiers on both sides were stunned.

"Uh, elves are allies, right?"

"Humans are allies, right?"

Different languages, speaking the same question.

In the end, there was still a human soldier who had the courage to put down his shield and put his long sword back into its sheath.

He opened his arms and said in the body language common to all ethnic groups—friend?No hugs?

On the contrary, on the elves side, after living a long time, some elves who are boring and painful will learn the lingua franca of mankind.

"friend!"

Not to mention the correct words, at least this word made the handsome elf infantry embrace the human heavy infantry in front of them.

man!
Carrying a gun together is an iron buddy.

The kind of emotion that does not need to be expressed in words spreads on the front lines of the two armies.

There is no way to separate each other's hearts through armor.

The elf's grateful eyes met the human's eyes of hatred, and they looked at each other with a smile, followed by a warm hug.

Language barriers, laughter can communicate.

History has turned a little bit here. At least, the gap between the lower elves and humans has been eliminated a lot through this battle.

There is no need for McDonnell to clean up the battlefield and hunt down deserters.

There were many human light cavalry, and elves riding chocobos drove the orcs all over the forest.

When the battle reached this point, it was already over. Usually, two riders would be able to drive dozens of orcs, catch up to the frightened orcs one by one, and then kill them.

McDonald was a little surprised to welcome the envoy of the Silver Moon Council.

"What? The Sun King wants to treat me?"

"Yes! Your Majesty and the council would like to thank His Excellency Stratholme for his great support. And, let's discuss the transfer of the Rangers..."

McDonnell's eyes sharpened, he had killed too many people, and he had an evil spirit on his body, and he said this without anger: "Does Anasterian want to go back on his word?"

This is not polite!

He also called the Sun King by his first name!

Absolutely disrespectful!
The envoy was quick to persuade: "No, His Majesty hopes that in the name of supporting the alliance to destroy the orcs, you can send a ranger troop headed by the Windrunner family, and revoke its establishment. Of course, they will still be transferred to Lord Stratholme's vassals. Err , and Your Excellency Braumux and Liadrin will make the same arrangement."

This is language skills.

If it is revealed that the Sun King and the Council expelled Alleria from her nationality in order to blame the loyal ranger general, and even sent the beautiful woman Liadrin in exchange for reinforcements, the elf noble circle does not know, at least the middle and lower classes will fryer.

In other words, it sounds perfect.

God damn orcs ruined my homeland, and the alliance has helped us a lot. I sent people to the alliance to avenge the orcs and find a place together. This is a 'beaver', right?

Even if the rangers left the border, even if they all died outside, the citizens of Silvermoon City would not feel it.

How can there be undead in war?

This is the art of py trading.

Veteran film star McDonald immediately changed his face, and replied with a smile: "Ah! I misunderstood. Sorry. Please don't affect our relationship because of a momentary slip of the tongue."

The messenger hurriedly said: "No, no, no!"

Well, with a smile on my face and MMP in my heart.

These are the masters of Yin-Yang.

As soon as the messenger left, McDonald smiled and said to Vereesa, Lor'themar, and Liadrin: "Dress up tonight, and even if you leave, you must leave with your head held high as a hero."

These words suddenly said that the hearts of the three elves went up.

They left Quel'Thalas, although it was due to a local tyrant who was a part-time kidnapper, the deeper level was that after the class solidified, the mage party looked down on all other professionals.

McDonald's success depends on this.

Otherwise, try asking for a Faye?

Not to mention abducting a great mage, if he dared to take away a high-level mage, the Sun King wanted to destroy the alliance and kill people.

Because this involves the noble magical secrets of Quel'Thalas!
The sky was getting dark, and the elf soldiers who didn't mind mixing with humans were drinking happily with humans in the human barracks under Silvermoon City.

McDonnell is famous for his generosity. That night, he urgently used a griffin to airlift hundreds of tons of wine over, using an expensive space storage ring!
Soldiers are having a party.

Macdonald and the others entered the city proudly amidst the cheers of the elves in Silvermoon City.

"Praise the Alliance!"

"Thank you, Duke of Stratholme!"

Many elf beauties enthusiastically blew kisses to the human knights who entered the city, and more elves just showed polite smiles.

Their arrogance is rooted in their bones, and many elves are not very acceptable. After 2800 years, they have to rely on humans to tide over the difficulties again.

A generally friendly attitude is enough.

Macdonald saw Aurelia again, and for the first time saw Queen Xi, who would be extremely famous in future generations, once became the great chief of the tribe, and was still alive——Sylvanas!

As for Hardu Helun, just nod.

"Should I call you lord?" Queen Xi said with a sting in her voice.

No one would be really happy to be packed away for no reason.

"If you call me McDonnell, I'll be very happy." The lively Queen Xi is definitely a hundred times sexier than the Forsaken.McDonald, a handsome dog, was really happy to see Queen Xi.

Queen Xi curled her lips, because she found that if she continued to play with her temper, her eldest sister would be displeased.

"There are too many people, please forgive us, at least, at least after tonight..." Aurelia blushed.

"It's okay, I told Vereesa, and I'll tell you again now—I'll let you leave Silvermoon City with your heads held high." After finishing speaking, McDonald looked at an extremely ornately decorated hall in front of the Silvermoon City palace. Shop: "First, start there."

"That's..." Alleria's pupils shrank suddenly.

Generally speaking, the royal family's tailor shop in Silvermoon City is free for those below the earl.

When McDonnell approached surrounded by a group of knights and novices, the elf waiter in front of the door was at a loss for a moment.

"I am McDonald Stratholme, Grand Duke of Lordaeron! I want to order a batch of dresses immediately!" The High Elvish words exchanged from the system are correct, with a standard Silvermoon City accent. Just amazed the audience.

All the elves in the vicinity were stunned.

McDonald was extremely proud.

What is the purpose of being proficient in Elvish?
of course……

It is convenient to learn a foreign language well - laning!

(End of this chapter)