Stratholme God

Chapter 233 You're Welcome (2 More)
Handsome in less than three seconds!
McDonnell never imagined that this kind of shit would happen to him one day.

It's all forgone, and I'll show it to my left and right guardians, and throw the embarrassment to Quel'Thalas.

Fortunately, the strength of this body is not bad after crossing over, and the earthlings can't say that their legs have suffered comminuted fractures long ago.

The body of an Azeroth nobleman is a bug after all.

I don't know if it is an anti-ancestor phenomenon, after all, the ancestors of humans here are Vrykul with half-giant blood, and they are also stone people, who became weak only after being cursed by flesh and blood.

Here, just as McDonnell gave the order to fire, Lothar had already rushed downstairs to command the army.He also witnessed this shocking blow and yelled "Okay!"

When the crisis is resolved and Lothar is ready to lead the army to attack and drive the orcs to extinction, he will naturally not forget the powerful commander McDonald.

"Tell the Duke of Stratholme, let him not hide, and quickly lead the Stratholme Army to attack with me." Lothar's order was quickly passed to McDonald's side, and then the messenger quickly rolled back .

The orderly said: "Commander Lothar, Brigadier General Rivendell will lead [-] Stratholme troops to attack with you, please arrange the main attack direction."

"Huh? What's wrong with him?"

The messenger's face was embarrassed, but he whispered what he had seen and heard.

Both of Lothar's eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets in shock.

It was the first time he saw such a coquettish shocking blow.

This is absolutely a move that has nothing to do with knight training.

Who would teach a serious knight to interrupt spellcasting with kicks?

The swordsmanship training of knights in this era emphasizes the T-step, which is balanced and steady, and never kicks blindly.Maybe some Ye Luzi will teach kicking, it is mostly the attack in the next stage, who will teach flying kick?
When the messenger said that a certain person had to reset his joints and scream like a pig because of excessive force and broke his leg, Lothar felt that many crows were circling around his head, and they were all screaming "" Fool! Fool! Fool!"

"Okay, let's leave him alone, he was wounded on the battlefield anyway. We have to take care of the wounded. Let Rivendell go to the right wing!"

Fortunately, McDonald did not blow up the bridge. The alliance army who had just crossed the bridge not long ago saw the boss of their own side operate, really put the orcs in a trap, and escaped so many big moves. Immediately, their morale was boosted. Under the command, they shouted! Called to rush across the bridge.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" the attack horn sounded again.

This time, the partial divisions from Stormwind City and Twilight Forest attacked together.

In fact, it is more of a general attack than a harvest.

A large number of human crossbowmen stood on the edge of the big pit, doing nothing but turning the winch, pulling the bowstring and shooting arrows. Ten meters below, a large group of orcs were trapped there like a target and couldn't get up.

Except for a few lucky ones like Orgrim who were able to find the back way ahead of time and climb up and run away in various ways, most of the orcs, even if they could move, couldn't escape the scope of this big pit, and they were densely packed like rain. His crossbow bolts and muskets were shot to death.

The alliance's long-range units are cool, the infantry and cavalry can only stare blankly, they can't just jump into the pit and fight the dying orcs foolishly, right?

Under the order of the commanders, they had to circle a large circle along the edge of the pit in an attempt to intercept the orcs in the middle and rear.Unfortunately, this was doomed to fail. The orcs behind received the retreat order from the great chief and began to retreat.

The alliance did not dare to pursue, because soon someone discovered that there were actually many steel stars on the side of the orcs.The tank regiment led by Brian Bronzebeard wanted to go over, but a big iron ball was thrown from the opposite side, and Brian lost three tanks to escape.

As a result, a large-scale joint battle in which the two sides mobilized more than 50 troops ended in a strange and almost a draw.

Thanks to the Arathi Highlanders, the alliance found more than 5000 dead and more than 1 injured.

On the orc side, nearly 2 Blackstone orcs and more than [-] orc warriors from the second-rate clan were pitted.

At first glance, it seems to be a real draw.

In fact, everyone knew well that the orcs finally took out some epoch-making new weapons, but did not achieve the desired results. This time, the orcs suffered a big loss.

On the other hand, as long as one side of the alliance cannot crack [Steel Star] well, once a battle breaks out in an open field, the alliance will still suffer a big loss.

Here, Saidan and Tirion pulled the bitter Uther out of the ground like a carrot.

"Brother, what's the matter with you? You're so embarrassed." Saidan teased Lao Wu.

Uther said calmly, "This is the Holy Light guiding me."

"Cough, wooden man!"

Ordinary people may feel that it was embarrassing just now, but true pious people will not have any other feelings at all, they just feel that they should do this.

At the end of the war, Vereesa, who had given up her pursuit, had just returned to Xiquan Fortress when she heard MacDonald screaming like a pig.

"Ah! Stupid woman, are you going to kill me? Help! Help! Kill me—"

Vereesa became anxious when she heard that, and was about to rush up, but was stopped by Second Sister Xi: "Stupid girl, look at the knights."

Those personal guard knights who had served the Stratholme family for countless generations were all stern and struggling.

Fake!all fake!
All Stratholme War Gods are fake!
Everyone was deceived by Mai's invincible achievements, thinking that his duke was possessed by the spirit of his ancestors, but in fact...whether he was able to fight or commanded well, his lord was still uninjured after all. teenager.

Going up to the third floor of the fortress, even if Vereesa saw a red-haired female elf with a big butt sitting on McDonald's lap, and a beautiful blonde single-tailed elf girl pressing his feet, Vereesa would not be bothered. Moved, even a little want to laugh.

Well, McDonnell is in physical therapy.

Yes, purely physical.

Only those who have been dislocated will understand how painful it is.

Muscles are dislocated, tendons and nerves are forcibly pulled, the pain is no less than stabbing someone, let alone two places.

Worst of all, the world of Azeroth apparently doesn't have bone-setting old Chinese medicine practitioners.

Maybe some field doctors would, but none of MacDonald's could do it.

"Stupid woman! Are you going to kill me? You missed it for the seventh time—" McDonnell shouted hoarsely.

Liadrin, a professional priest, doesn't know how to do it, and I didn't expect Valeera to know how to do it either.

Valeera: "Actually, I suggest using a dagger to cut open the skin of the legs, or even..."

Liadrin: "Well, I think it's quicker too."

"Kill!" Mai Shazhu continued to howl.

In the end, Queen Xi couldn't see it, rushed over, stepped on McDonald's thigh with a boot, and made two "pops", and the bone setting was completed.

"Thank... thank you! Sylvanas..." Macdonald thanked weakly, dripping with sweat.

"you are welcome!"

(End of this chapter)