Stratholme God

Chapter 236

"Lordaeron's strongest soldiers are here, and their prince should be here too." Arthas opened his arms, as if ready to listen to the cheers of the soldiers, but what he waited for was only the minimum respect based on status , the next second, the second idiot looked like a defeated rooster: "My father asked me to work in the army."

"Huh?" McDonnell is not an idiot, he is sensitive to a little change - Terenas' attitude towards him may have changed.

Lao Taizi is an excellent politician.His approach based on Lordaeron's priority cannot be said to be wrong from his standpoint, but in the overall situation, it is a bit narrow.

Calculate the post-war layout in advance, this is what a politician does.

The old Taizi sent the second idiot over, saying that it was Lao Jun or letting Er Zai feel the atmosphere of the battlefield. Looking at it from another angle, why not brush his face?

McDonnell rubbed his brows: Sure enough, am I still too sloppy recently?I have been busy fighting with the orcs, and I have no time to communicate with Lao Taizi about the post-war situation.But how can I persuade you?Lao Taizi only thought that he or the two idiots should be Emperor Thoradin, whoever gets in the way will be fooled, right?

Thinking about how he kept the Barov family without saying a word, McDonald knew that the old Taizi probably hated him.Perhaps, hate is not a thing, it belongs to the kind of entangled love and hate.

To be fair, it should be him, McDonald, who is struggling.

Normally, he should run away after finishing World War II at the Dark Portal.

Running away like this, most of those two fools will still turn black into the Lich King.In the past, maybe he believed that he had changed the second idiot enough, maybe the second idiot would go another way.Now it seems that since there is a [Steel Star] on the opposite side, at least the Bronze Dragon or the Eternal Dragon will make a move.
Here, McDonald was thinking wildly, but the second idiot didn't understand.

"What? Do you think I'm in the way of you? McDonnell." The second fool looked around: "Now the soldiers of Lordaeron admire you! They say you are the king of bunkers and Pizza Hut in Stratholme. It's God of War."

"Envy?"

"Of course!" The second idiot was upright.

"Can you flex your pectoral muscles and blow that button out of your chest?"

"What's so difficult about this?" Alsace, in casual clothes, puffed out his chest and tucked in his abdomen, his elbows were tucked into his waist, and he didn't even need to shout "Where is the evildoer?" The button shot out.

The corners of McDonald's eyes twitched endlessly.

Your Highness, why are your chest muscles so exaggerated?How embarrassing is this for a girl with a B cup or below?
Of course, McDonald has a lot of ways to cure (fool) the second idiot. He quickly poked the second idiot's chest muscles a few times with his finger: "Wait until you have a few scars here. The real medal is not something that is pinned on the dress , scars are the medals of a man!"

After all, Mai turned around and left.

Alsace was stunned when he heard it, feeling like he was enlightened.

No wonder the soldiers respected him only superficially, but were convinced by McDonald.

"Is this the difference between me and you..." The second fool's thoughts suddenly disappeared, but after a few seconds, he pondered: "Wait, this is wrong! I never heard that you have been injured!"

Grass!
Blind monk, you hit the spot again! ?
McDonnell stopped, and he suddenly turned his head, revealing a side face: "Have you ever tried toes on your back? I have tried!"

Alsace first grade, suddenly felt a sense of horror.

Liadrin said in a slightly excited tone: "In order to prevent a [Steel Star] from rushing into the West Spring Fortress that day, the Lord kicked the [Steel Star] away with his own strength, and the price was severe dislocation of his right knee and ankle. "

No scars, does not mean no injuries.

What McDonald has done is enough to be called a hero.

Alsace's eyes blurred all of a sudden: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you. Then... Wait until I have a scar on my chest..."

Before he finished speaking, McDonnell turned around and patted him on the shoulder: "Idiot! Intentionally creating a scar on your chest is called suicide. When you really make real achievements, you will naturally gain the respect of the soldiers."

Well, when you have a scar on your chest, Er Fool, I will tell you that one is not enough, at least seven, and they must be arranged in the shape of a Big Dipper.

The second idiot was still a bit aggrieved: "When will I be able to become a hero like you!"

"Alsace."

"Ok?"

"Do you know where there are the most heroes in the world?"

"Alliance?" The second fool answered tentatively.

"It's a cemetery!"

"..."

"I know you are contradictory, but you still have a father, and you are not yet an adult. So before you are 18 years old, you must be patient enough. It is not a last resort. Now you should be an observer, a listener, Rather than rushing to the front of the line like a blind fly."

"But I..."

McDonnell grabbed the second idiot by the collar: "Do you think this is the last battle of the alliance against the orcs? Let me tell you, no! Absolutely not! There is still a battle to be fought! Those damned greenskins were killed by a The giant portal came here. Since the lurking enemy can send 200 million orcs, next time they can send 500 million."

Alsace was really stunned, and it took a long time before he said, "Really?"

"Why am I lying to you? The previous peace will become history, and we may have to fight on and off for 20 or 30 years. I have no choice but to go to war at the age of 16. If I can, I would rather be a prodigal, a prodigal for the rest of my life, and go around Funny beauty. But I have no choice! Arthas, you are different! As a brother, I at least hope that you can calm down and think carefully about what kind of king you want to be in the future, instead of imitating the one you are destined to be Impossible to imitate!"

Alsace felt himself being chilled by a poke of ice water.

Always in the deep palace, how could anyone dare to tell him the truth in such a rebellious manner?Pointing out his heart?
The father will only make demands blindly, but will not tell him the method to achieve the goal.

Only McDonald will do him good from the bottom of his heart.

For a moment, tears flickered in the corner of his eyes.

"If, I want to be like, no, please tell me, what should I do?" Alsace clenched his fists.

"You must first have a dream!" McDonnell's eyes seemed to drift into the distance: "Then figure out how to achieve your dream and the price you need to pay, and finally make unremitting efforts for it!"

McDonnell didn't know how much the second idiot listened to.

The young and young in the second year of middle school are the most impulsive.

Let's say as much as you can.

"Your Excellency Major General Stratholme, the time is up." Rivendell walked over and said in a businesslike manner.

Macdonald looked back at Alsace, and then looked away. He quickly turned over and rode on the one-year-old [Invincible].This pony's body and bones haven't fully grown yet, and it's impossible to really get a full set of horse armor for a long-distance charge, but it already looks extremely handsome.

(End of this chapter)