Stratholme God

Chapter 630 I have even cut Mr. Sa

Chapter 630 I have even cut Mr. Sa

This is authority!
This is domineering!
How courageous is it to put pressure on the orc-centered tribe that once caused terrible damage to the alliance after not coming back for a long time?
Among the important ministers, Old Mograine, who had the highest status, bowed slightly.

"My lord, for what reason?"

Macdonald's eyes were like lightning, and his momentum was astonishing: "Kidnapping a member of the Alliance - King Varian Wrynn of the Kingdom of Stormwind! Is this title enough?"

"Ah!" The important officials gasped in unison, trembling all over.

Not because of fear, but because of excitement!
Among the nobles above the count, one counts as one. Who doesn't have a blood feud with the orcs?
From Alterac to Lordaeron, and then to Quel'Thalas, which one has not been plagued by orcs?
The last time the Horde and the Alliance joined hands to fight against the enemy on Mount Hyjal, killed Archimonde and signed a non-aggression pact at the same time, this is why the two camps have lived in peace for the past few years.

In fact, no one is happy with the Horde.

If it weren't for the honest man Bovar, maybe the young and strong faction in the alliance would have thought of a way to start a war a long time ago.

The main reason why the important ministers did not act was that they lacked a core.

No one is wrong in small-scale battles, but in a full-scale war, they don't have that confidence.There is no way, Bolvar is a conservative person. It is too embarrassing for him to control the overall situation and deploy the resources of the entire alliance.

What's more, everyone knows that no one who is not from the Stratholme family can mobilize the military power of the Stratholme Federation.

When McDonald came back, naturally everything was different.

Old Mograine had a relatively stable temperament, and he bowed and asked, "My lord, I have a question. Isn't Your Majesty Wrynn... recuperating in Stormwind Fortress?"

McDonnell said, "Do you think I just kicked that female black dragon into the city gate?"

"Uh……"

Tell me, we're not sure if you have any special hobbies, sir?
McDonald slapped the armrest of the duke's throne, and with a bang, everyone was startled: "The black dragon prince Nefarian used evil magic to split Varian's body and soul into two. The rest The other half, Varian, is now a gladiator in the arena at Dire Maul in Feralas!"

After all, McDonnell threw out a magic orb, and the video played in it was Varian who was fighting a bloody ogre in the arena.

Seeing this scene, all the important ministers immediately had blood pressure rise and screamed loudly.

"Despicable tribe!"

"I knew I couldn't keep these scourges!"

"Kill all the tribes, rescue His Majesty Wrynn!"

Is it anger?
Is it excited?
Or maybe both!

In this military council hall with only a dozen important officials and the Duke's guards, there was an atmosphere of fanaticism.

If the war starts with the loss of an unwarranted soldier, the alliance will be too helpless.

The one who lost was the king of the Stormwind Kingdom, the second most powerful country in the Alliance, and this amount was definitely heavy enough.

The Alliance has bombarded Orgrimmar overrun by demons before, and they definitely wouldn't mind doing it again.

As soon as McDonald raised his hand, he made a gesture of vain pressure, and the following immediately became silent.

"The southern continent is likely to undergo drastic changes. We must at least deal with the black dragon prince Nefarian. It is not practical to fight on two fronts. Therefore, I need an envoy with sufficient weight to go to the tribe and slap Thrall in the face severely. , warn him!"

"My son Darian can go!" Lao Mo suggested.

This……

McDonald froze for a moment.

The great lord of later generations, Darian Mograine, was also a famous figure in history.Unfortunately, not as a human being, but as the leader of the death knight.

In the original history, he should have died at the hands of the Scourge and become a Death Knight.It was only after reaching the Icecrown Citadel that he got rid of the control of the Lich King, became a loyal minister, and joined the alliance.

But now, he is alive and kicking.Moreover, he is a future nobleman who is destined to inherit Lao Mo's title.

"Darian he..."

"He is not young anymore! He should take corresponding responsibilities!" Lao Mo has a very stubborn personality, and always demands the strictest knight discipline to his son.

McDonnell thought about it a little bit, over there, Thrall is now the boss, and the world's Thrall would not be so brainless as to kill the alliance envoy, and finally nodded: "Yes."

"What's the bottom line of the negotiation?"

"In addition to putting Varian back, I want their people to get out of Stonetalon Mountain. Give them half a month, and if they see an orc in Stonetalon Mountain, then declare war!"

Getting the Horde to abandon the Barrens is impossible.

If you give up, the Alliance can build the fort to the east of Thunder Bluff. Considering that the path between Thunder Bluff and Desolace is rough and difficult, this is equivalent to letting Thrall give up on the tauren.

Forcing the Horde to abandon Stonetalon Mountains was simply chopping off the Horde's claws that stretched too far.

For the tribe, forbearance is not unacceptable.

This is the end of the tribe's issue, and Rivendell is a little disappointed. If there is an all-out war with the tribe, it will be his highlight moment.

At this time, Lao Mo asked one more question very safely: "What if the tribe refuses to give up the Stonetalon Mountains with various reasons?"

McDonnell slowly pulled out another saber from his waist, and the sound of crackling electricity resounded through the hall.

This sword is quite unfamiliar to the ministers.

"This is..." Everyone's pupils shrank suddenly.

Those listed are all people who know the goods, no, even the blind can feel the terrifying Razer hovering above.

"This is an artifact made of the antlers of the demigod Malorne, the father of Cenarius, the demigod of the forest worshiped by the night elves! It has the blessings of Malorne and Cenarius on it. In the battle, he chopped Sargeras, Lord of the Burning Legion, with an ax."

Kaizi knew where the water from McDonald's eternal well came from.

"Ax?" Everyone noticed the word sensitively.

McDonnell hesitated for a moment, and reluctantly said: "This is a two-in-one artifact. I gave the ax blade to Sargeras."

There was a burst of admiration and praise from everyone on the spot.

The truth of the matter is actually...

Who the hell thought that Malorne's antlers were so untouched, so he chopped Sa Zong with an axe, and the place where the ax blade used to be was broken off!
There was only such a sharp stick left. Fortunately, Cenarius repaired it later and helped grind the breach into something like a sword blade, so that it can continue to be used.

[Malone's Wrath Again] The quality of this thing is still an artifact.

The problem is, Malorne's antlers are a bit fragile to something more powerful.Therefore, the durability of this magic sword with antlers that is only 50cm long is only poor (64/64), but the attribute of natural recovery of durability has not changed.

Then the physical damage was reduced a bit, and the natural damage was reduced to only 100 points of lightning damage.

The rest is the same as the original.

how to say?

At any rate, it has changed from a one-time use artifact to a permanent use.

It's definitely not good to be the main sword, but it's not bad to be the deputy, playing special effects and damage.

Anyway, after defeating Sargeras, getting back a handful of artifacts, and a bunch of Dementia Rubik's Cubes, the harvest is just enough.

"If Thrall doesn't retreat, tell him that I even killed Sargeras."

(End of this chapter)

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