Stratholme God

Chapter 653 Is this persuading to surrender?

This distribution is very reasonable.

There are many dragonmen in Black Wing Lair. Generally speaking, they can still be dealt with by physical supernatural means.

Molten Core is not the case, with a large number of giant fire elemental monsters.In reality, ordinary kitchen knives are not easy to use when shooting elemental creatures.This requires a powerful elemental attack.Therefore, a tank unit equipped with a large number of high-explosive frost bombs, as well as a mage group, is the best choice.

"For the Black Wing Nest, I will lead the team, and His Majesty Wrynn will be my deputy."

King Wa has revenge.

The place I lost must be found.

Bolvar is very relieved that Varian, who is still a newcomer, is led by McDonald, the God of War of the Alliance.

Generally speaking, with these powerhouses as the core, a bunch of hero-level powerhouses will be used as the starting point.

At the Throne Council, the only surprise was:

"I'm also participating in the Raiders of Blackwing Nest!" Tyrande said.

rub!Just rub hard!
McDonnell didn't assign the task to Tyrande because the night elves were too far away.

"Here, Your Excellency Yufeng, don't you need to monitor the tribe?"

There was a teasing taste in Tyrande's eyes: "Surveillance? Watching the poor orcs being stripped of their animal skins by goblins, and then taking out coins?"

Nowadays, there is such a common voice in the alliance that McDonald is encouraging the alliance to attack the goblins. The ultimate goal is to drive the wolves and bite the tigers, and force the goblins to trap the tribe, so that the alliance can clean up the powerful enemies here.

This method is really wonderful.

It's just that Tyrande, as the high priest, posted it like this, which made the expressions of the leaders of the other alliance countries a little subtle.

The final list of Blackwing Lair Crusade Battles is as follows:

McDonnell, Kalia, The Windrunners, Liadrin, Valeera, Calpurnia, Solanlian, Varian, Van Cleef, Uther, Saidan Dassault Han, Tyrande... and three hundred elite operators, plus a female black dragon!

This lineup is outrageously luxurious!
What's even more outrageous is that more than half of the alliance's strong players are on standby outside, which does not affect the alliance's control over various places.

An alliance so wide is almost a bug.

Such a big movement in the alliance must not be hidden from the tribe.

Thrall made a decisive decision and proposed to the alliance: "The evil black dragon family is the common enemy of all living beings in Azeroth. If necessary, the Horde is willing to support some strong members of the alliance."

After McDonnell received the news, he replied almost immediately: "The alliance is fully capable of defeating the evil black dragon prince Nefarian, and at the same time be alert to attacks from unruly people."

After Sal received the news, his heart ached.

What about trust between people?
Well, there has never been such a thing between humans and orcs.

Even if there is, it is an illusion when forced to join forces with the enemy under a strong enemy.

But Thrall, who had seen Mengde and found out afterward that 'because he quit too early, he gave Mai some hairy equipment', felt that he had lost [-] million yuan.

Ugh!
Even if it's a "dungeon to work, black equipment, black gold and black materials", then... Tribal heroes can at least get some experience!

It's as if Thrall has always wanted to send his men to work at the Alliance Mint for free.

Salary is not important, young people, the most important thing is to learn a craft!right?
Wojin sighed: "The alliance has always been very vigilant against us, even if the Eastern Kingdom mainland uses troops to the south. The Kalimdor mainland has not relaxed at all. Alliance generals Yuyue, Rivendell, Proudmoore, and Golden Sword are still leading Heavy soldiers are watching us."

Thrall felt that the Horde was just a hard-press who couldn't breathe.The noose was all round the neck.The Tribe, a seemingly huge but puffy giant, struggled with all means, but the result was that the noose was loosened a little bit.

The control of the leader of the alliance, McDonald Ken, is too powerful, and the tribe is simply losing with one move, and being passive with every move.

In the scorching canyon, the alliance elite group began to march.

From what should have been the Thorium Watchtower, now called the Thorium Fortress, all the way to the east, a group of people rode mighty... black half-dragons.

That's right, it's a half-dragon.

It is those half-dragon people whose upper body is humanoid and lower body has four legs.

Onyxia, who abandoned her integrity, brought all her younger brothers who were guarding her lair.

Hundreds of people rode these half-dragons, which were two stories high, and the back of the dragon alone was three meters high. Even if it was the Balrog Rag himself, he would only think it was a civil war between the Black Dragon Legion.

This formation is so funny.

The scorching canyon is affected by the Balrog, and the temperature is high all year round, and the ground temperature can be anywhere from [-] to [-] degrees.

Ordinary horses can't run this hellish place, at least with special horseshoes.

The Black Dragon Clan, who also used fire, didn't have this trouble.

A group of people successfully entered the Black Rock Mountain, passed through the incomparably magnificent fort passage built by the black iron dwarves for hundreds of years, and headed straight to the Blackwing Lair.

Facing the 30-meter-high and 50-meter-wide gate of the Blackwing Nest, a certain princess swung her 'Austrian Meteor Hammer'.

"Bang!" The huge metal door immediately made a terrible creaking sound, just hearing it made the teeth of others grit, and under the knock of the tail, which was more violent than a battering ram, the door was dented and deformed after only three hits, and finally Collapsed inward with a desperate metallic groan, and flew inside.

Inside, there is the No. [-] Dragon Boss, the wild Razorgore.

This big guy with a height of nearly four floors is the guardian of the black dragon egg.

Seeing Onyxia, his face turned green.

"Damn it! Why did the great black dragon princess willingly degenerate and become a human's mount! You have lost the face of all black dragons!"

If it was Onyxia from before, maybe the dragon blushed and lowered his head, afraid to speak.

Today's Black Dragon Princess can be called a model of broken pots!
She held up her dragon head and proudly said, "It is Neltharion who has lost the face of the black dragon clan! If he hadn't been the king of the black dragon, he had completely lost to our lord McDonald Stratholme, why would there be so many things?" If you want to blame it, you can blame him! Playing a conspiracy, and ended up trapping your own family. He is the chief culprit for the depravity of the Black Dragon Clan!"

The implication is that Deathwing, who is the dragon king, has lost, can you blame me, a daughter?
You old man will be fine if you win!

Razorgore was choked, and argued forcefully: "Then... that can't be dominated by small human beings!"

"Hahaha! The Black Dragon Clan respects the strong! My lord defeated Neltharion and beat Nefarian hard! There is nothing wrong with me serving such a strong man! But you, if you don't want to die, let's go together Serve my lord—wahahahaha!"

Nearly 70 square meters and a full [-] meters high cave hall echoed with Onyxia's villainous laughter.

I don't know why, such unscrupulous and spineless persuasion to surrender was just as normal as she said.

In other words, is this persuading surrender or pimping?

　This is a mysterious patch.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)