Stratholme God

Chapter 878
At this moment, McDonnell only felt a little pain in Mai's [Quick Expansion Magazine], which was emptied by Queen Xi every day.

Injustice!
The injustice of 1 years away!

McDonnell really wanted to say: What does the fate of a night elf nobleman who became the commander-in-chief of the War of the Ancients have anything to do with me?
However, even Tyrande could find out that Macdonald traveled to the War of the Ancients and played an impostor. Who dares to say that Maiev* Shadowsong will not find him?
Excluding skin color, when Maiev climbed onto his desk, it was really on time...

cough!
Far away.

The point is, according to the plot, Maiev seeks revenge from Illidan, and then Illidan imprisoned Maiev in turn.

If someone like Maiev has nothing to do with Maiev, then it’s a big deal to watch, anyway, they have been in prison for 1 years, either you lock me up, or I lock you up, it’s not like when you switch between attacking and receiving It's not acceptable, as long as the person who eats melons is a melon, it doesn't matter.

At the beginning, Maiev seemed to have such a vague taste towards him.

This made McDonald a little uncomfortable.

A girl who likes him, if she is...

Mai Dang thought: This guess, why is it a bit like going to the tauren book?
All right!Who cares about the Illidari, damn the demon hunter Argus or the Argus Expeditionary Force, if Illidan really did something, then he must die!

On Tyrande's side, she has political disagreements with Maiev, or Maiev has been seeing her unhappy until now, but she has never had a deep prejudice against Maiev.

Of course she didn't know that Illidan had so many detours, trying to break into the Burning Legion, and then destroy the Burning Legion.She only knew that if Illidan caused trouble in Outland, the night elves alone would definitely not be enough to deal with Illidan.MacDonald's power is an absolute must.

In McDonald's position, it's a bit painful.

Although McDonnell has broken the pot, but I don't know if it's a bad door or something else, don't look at the beautiful elf girl lying there coquettishly, it's up to you, with a look of boundless suffering.

Alas, there is no such thing as a heroic chick these days.

I really want to die...

Don't ask, it's a day and a night.

Thinking of this, Macdonald silently made up his mind: It is okay to save people, but I will definitely not mess with peach blossoms!
Most of the leaders of the alliance didn't realize that the attitude of the few bigwigs who held the authority of the alliance had unconsciously changed.

This time, it was originally to defend against the enemy outside the border, and the most active ones were the Kingdom of Stormwind and the Bronzebeard dwarfs (no way, who told them to fight the enemy on the front line). With the arrival of new information, the night elves and the Stratholme Federation made efforts up.

And the battle against Magtheridon was also in full swing.

The alliance sent out a so-called second-line lineup with Uther as the MT, Alsace and Tirion Fordring as the sub-T.

As a celestial group that can kill C'Thun with an all-out attack, even if it is a second-line lineup, it is still more than enough to deal with Mannoroth's younger brother.

This fat lord of the abyss is very weak. He was beaten by Illidan's men, and he has been drawing a lot of blood for a long time when he is half disabled. It is his ability not to become a demon.

As for strength, this product is really nothing.

From exploring Magtheridon's lair to killing them, the whole process took about half an hour.

So far, the alliance's advance path is basically smooth. Alsace waved his hand, and the mechanized troops headed west, and then... got stuck.

The situation is far more complicated than imagined.

After taking down Hellfire Fortress, they only occupied about half of the Hellfire Peninsula.

In the western part of the peninsula, there is still plenty of trouble.

For example, the pool of Aggonar, under the influence of fel energy, the former world of Draenor has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The Pool of Aggonar is one of the tainted holy places.There once flowed the sacred springs of the draenei clan, but now, the blood of the demon Aggonar has contaminated the essence of the holy water.

The alliance has no intention of helping those mysterious aliens who have never been in contact with the contact point to take back the pool of Agona.

But the Alliance absolutely can't let a magic pool that produces evil blood polluted creatures indefinitely - fear demons and putrid oozes be here.

Since it is a pool, it is the most annoying swamp-like terrain in the league today.

The tank division that McDonnell is proud of can't be used at all, and the water is too shallow to use the ship's mother.

This is embarrassing.

If Alsace wanted to clean up this ruined place covering an area of ​​more than 10 square kilometers, it would have to invest a large number of infantry.

It is true that he can take a risk and build a bunch of bunkers at the only exit in the south of the pool, and put a small number of soldiers, which can be defended theoretically.

But if something really happened, for example, a certain demon went to make trouble, secretly gathered a hundred thousand troops or something, and attacked the alliance's flank, wouldn't it be Alsace who took the blame?
In the southwest of the peninsula, there is a Halsh's lair, where a large number of native species [Arakkoa] reside.The second fool used the Black Dragon Legion to clear some, but the lair is a canyon with complex terrain, and there are quite a lot of caves inside.

Another place where you have to send a lot of infantry to get it done.

Unsteady flanks, unable to advance.

What's more, the night elf sentinels who were exploring the way at the front reported that there was a huge muddy swamp [Zangarmarsh] due to the west.

The second idiot had a splitting headache, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and report back to the throne meeting.

In the magic mirror meeting, he finished talking about the difficulties in front of him and concluded:
"This is the case, if we want to conquer, or at least root out the evil forces in Outland, a hundred thousand soldiers will never be enough! There are too many places where heavy weapons cannot be used. And we are seriously lacking in intelligence. If an area as large as Hellfire Peninsula There are still dozens of regions, so we are undoubtedly conquering a huge world with an area no less than Azeroth."

After talking for a long time, it was just one sentence: You want me to fight, and I won the fight. If you want to continue to win, please increase your troops.

The leaders of the Throne Council are generally in trouble.

For most of the leaders, the situation in the outer domain was unknown, and even if they asked Danas, they would not be able to ask anything. After all, the terrain before and after the big bang was not the same terrain at all.

The Hellfire Peninsula used to be the Tanaan Jungle, and the south and the north were seas.It is now a void.Except for a certain traveler, whose eyes were really smeared, I don't know what happened.

Varian asked cautiously: "Marshal Alsace, according to your estimation, how many troops are needed at the minimum?"

The second idiot raised five fingers: "The worst plan is 50 people! And at least we need to find a forward base for supplying food in Outland. Otherwise, the food alone will destroy the front-line material transportation."

50 million people!

This is not a number that the Stormwind Kingdom and the Bronzebeard Dwarves can handle.

(End of this chapter)