Stratholme God

Chapter 189

Lothar... being able to become the head coach of the league does not depend solely on his blood.The guy who didn't have the strength to command blindly was shot to death by the kings long ago, and hung on the southeast branch as a dry mascot.

The world only knows his bravery, but not many people notice that his diplomatic and internal affairs abilities are also above the standard.

As soon as he finished his joking words, he realized that the atmosphere was not right.

A few vague murderous auras stimulated his nerves as a warrior, even though they were not aimed at him.

Lothar immediately knew that the rumored "Elf King" was more of a bragging element, at least McDonald hadn't settled down with the two elder sisters behind him!
Lothar quickly gave someone a look - dear!Is your life threatened?If yes, you just blink.

Looking from behind, someone has turned into 'Fudo Myo', eh, are you moved?Don't dare to move!Don't dare to move!
In fact, his eyelids were blinking like a typewriter.

Lothar's eyes twitched on the spot, what are you?Do you have a heart or a guts?Dare to do it or not?
Ok!

Lothar has come all the way, what strange people have you never seen?
Even those who are kings can jump back and become dogs for orcs. McDonald's kind of behavior is at most a little bit of personal morality.

Sixteen or seventeen-year-old young people are at the age of hormone burst, so it is understandable that they all look like Teddy.

Lothar immediately turned to joke mode: "Why are you nervous! Just to tease you. Your contribution to the Stormwind Kingdom and the Alliance, even a few more dukes are not enough to pay you back."

it is true?
is fake?
The three Windrunner sisters, who listened with pricked ears, were all tangled up.

Vereesa blushed, obviously thinking too much.

Cirvanas gritted his teeth and said to the eldest sister in the language of the wind: "McDonald is a stinky bastard. When I passed by just now, I heard their nobleman say that McDonald has wanted to be some kind of elf king since he was a child. A host of elven handmaidens serve him."

Alleria replied with a bit of resentment: "Lillas got a dukedom, which is already a high match. If he really gives Vereesa... that... a dukedom, what right do I have to object as a big sister?"

Cirvanas: "..."

A duchy as a gift?
Even the king can't figure it out, okay?
The eldest and second sisters of the Fengxingzhe family couldn't help doubting their ears again.

McDonald really prepared a dukedom for Vereesa?

Why does this kind of thing feel too exaggerated?

When was this decided?

Or is it that the Kingdom of Stormwind did not hesitate to propose it in order to please McDonald?

Correct!
It must be so!
(Wronged Mai: No! I actually just think that the Lordaeron ship is sinking, and I’m ready to quit.)
Here, McDonnell and Lothar exchanged greetings before entering the alliance headquarters.

Except for Valeera, who was the personal bodyguard, and Aurelia, who was specifically named by McDonald, the rest of the followers were not eligible to follow in.

Alleria truly experienced the weight of McDonald's words.

"Ah, here, Rillas Windrunner has been re-appointed as my earl. His family's ranger troops are under the full command of Lady Alleria. Give her a Brigadier General of the Alliance."

"Okay!" Lothar agreed.

In two sentences, an outsider can get the title of general of the alliance without cutting his head.

You know, the Duke is only a major general.

Of course, the situation in the league is different now.After two consecutive battles, the main force of the two lines of orcs was severely damaged, and the alliance had the hope of turning defense into offense.

Everyone knows that if you don't hitch a ride at this time, you won't be able to get in the car later.

However, it depends on McDonnell if the car starts to move.

The alliance of the seven human nations, the two dwarfs, and the long ears made almost every family maimed.

Stormwind, Stormgard, and Alterac were destroyed.

The Bronzebeard dwarf was beaten, leaving Ironforge alone.Silvermoon City was left with long ears.

The only two things that are okay are the island nation of Kul Tiras and the Eagle's Nest Mountain of the Wildhammer dwarves.Both of these are small countries: Kul Tiras has limited population and resources, so don’t even think about violent soldiers. After building more ships, there will not be enough sailors; Shorty, it was enough to stick to the mountain road before, not to mention that more than half of the Hinterlands are controlled by Xiezhi and other troll clans.

At the moment when Gilneas is autistic and Dalaran has no territory or mineral deposits, the only complete and capable territory that has the ability to force troops is the Stratholme Territory.

To put it bluntly, the alliance wants to counterattack, and almost all armaments can only be produced by the McDonnell family.

If you are willing to wait a year, maybe Tirisfal Glades and Andorhal Territory can restore half of their production capacity.

But at the moment when the alliance is restored, the orcs are also recovering blood.Who can guarantee that more orcs will not be sent over?
In this case, he McDonald is not the uncle, who is the uncle?

As soon as they entered, Lao Taizi, Antonidas, Dai Lin, and Kurdran, the bosses, were extremely polite to McDonald.

At the moment, no one dares to regard McDonald as a mere 'little' duke anymore.

There is no way, the uncles are all wilted, so they rely on a certain company to sell them small blue pills.

Turalyon, the number one toolman under Lothar, automatically acts as the announcer:
"The current battle situation is like this. After the main force of the alliance defeated the orc army led by Warsong and the Shattered Hand clan, they failed to form an effective annihilation. About 15 orcs forcibly passed through the southern part of the Silverpine Forest where the werewolves were plagued, and besieged Dalaran. The army of orcs merged and retreated all the way to Thoradin's Wall, forming a confrontation with my army."

Looking at the combat power distribution map on the sand table, McDonald smiled wryly.

When he was beating the orcs in Quel'Thalas, the main players of the alliance were actually working.Lothar didn't dare to let Mograine's main force forcefully pursue them. By the time they went around the waterway to Dalaran, the orcs had already withdrawn.

Want to attack Thoradin's Wall, but it's not that easy.In the last war, this super fortress was burned by the dragon's breath, but the main structure of the building was not damaged. Grom Hellscream was inspired by someone, so the orcs worked hard to make a lot of construction on it. Orc style arrow tower.

After the offensive and defensive reversal, he was stunned to defend against the alliance's attack.

Lothar intends to pile up an army of hundreds of thousands and break through the orc defenses in one go, but... there is a shortage of food.

In the last Hillsbrad Hills War, the Alliance had drained the Barov family's food reserves, and this time there was really not a single drop left.

Facing the grain urging officer of the alliance, Duke Barov silently took him to visit the Barov family's granary, which was so empty that it could be used for horse racing.

"It was still full last year. But now..." The old duke gave a ledger, which showed the amount of food transferred by the alliance.

At first, it was McDonnell who bought food in advance, but after the Alterac royal family's rebound incident, the alliance took it directly.

Now that they have lost the grain production of the Hillsbrad fiefdom, the Barov family can only make a living by fishing in Lake Keldaron.More than half of the fish caught will be handed over.

How hard it is!
Today, a bunch of guys who write kings read beggars look at MacDonald with green eyes.

Mai Shenhao responded calmly, with a bright smile on his face looking at the fat sheep: "In order to eliminate the orcs, talk! You can talk!"

(End of this chapter)