As the descendant of an infrastructure maniac, he couldn't bear the thought that if something happened again, his soldiers would have to cross mountains and ridges to wipe the night elves' butts with their legs.
Tyrande said that he wanted to give a discount and not give all the Stratholme people's railway access. McDonald said, "This is very difficult to do!" "It can't be done! Transportation is all integrated."
Anyway, the railway has been repaired. You can let the night elves manage it. If necessary, it doesn't matter if you tear down all the railway tracks yourself. I just want to repair it first.
You are not allowed to get on excavators, earth-moving trucks, and trains, and you want me to send people to help you purify the seamounts?
How could anything be so cheap!
Tyrande was weak and could not defeat McDonald, so she had to go back with a plan, saying that she would discuss it with the senior leaders of the Sisterhood of Elune and the Archdruids.
Macdonald doesn't take too much control at all. Anyway, he doesn't overload the engineering team's workload and leaves some margin. He can do whatever needs to be done next.
God knows how long it will be between "The Burning Crusade" and "The Nth Wrath of the Lich King".
Of course, before fully preparing for Northrend, we still need to celebrate.
"The Alliance once again defeated the hateful demon and killed Kil'jaeden, another commander of the Burning Legion." As soon as this news came out, the entire Alliance was excited again.
The alliance's feats in recent years have supported countless bards and novelists. Relying on the official notices leaked by the alliance, plus the scraps released by soldiers participating in the war, it is enough for each of these guys to write millions of novels.
A novel with words.
"Oooh!"
"Long live the Alliance!"
The whole alliance immediately started a carnival!
Gunpowder with lower intensity is made into fireworks and shot into the sky through the barrel of the gun!
As McDonald's announced seven days of paid leave for all federal citizens, soldiers will take turns to take the rest for the next month, and all countries basically followed suit.
The restaurant opened for business, and while they were taking out the previously limited-edition Tibetan wine, the well-prepared winemakers quickly brewed the grain released by the government into mellow wine.
There are lights and colorful decorations everywhere, making it very lively.
The streets and alleys of cities are echoing with the sound of either exciting or brisk music.
A Trident operator was walking on the main road of Stratholme City. As he was walking, a bright and beautiful face with a hint of embarrassment came up to him. Under a fierce attack, this one named [Situ Danpo]
The operator will be missing for 24 hours.
When McDonald saw this scene on the terrace of his bunker, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Oh! How terrible! Are there so many cannibal women these days? My soldiers were pulled into a small tree while walking on the street.
No one is seen in the back or in the alley. It’s like after I come back, I often can’t find my vertical grip.”
In front of him, Queen Xi, who was in an OR2 pose, bit her lip coquettishly and gave him a look that was a little annoyed and helpless.
Why is this bastard getting stronger and stronger?
Alas, don't ask, the question is that the system has issued points again. Even if McDonald is willing to secretly add all the points to intelligence, the basis for improving all attributes is here.
The most outrageous thing is that it feels like the system now gives a shaman and a rogue hero two basic points in total.
He did a little experiment and found that his strength was probably comparable to Kaizi's follower Sagunar, his agility was no less than that of Villeless*, and the spell damage caused by his intelligence was comparable to that of Sister Angela.
It is naturally far away from top heroes like Magni and Valeela, so why is it developing towards a hexagonal warrior?
Not to mention this, as a qualified follower, it is my obligation to upvote the poster.
McDonald smiled evilly and continued to thank the poster with the surname Xi.
Now, after Alleria and Vereesa gave birth to a baby, Queen Xi was really anxious.
During the daily teasing, I even thought of the baby’s name.
"I thought I would give birth to a beautiful mixed-race girl, and I decided to name her Luna."
well!
Together with Lucia, Liv, and Luna, the next generation of Windrunner sisters are now alive.
McDonald was speechless about this.
There was nothing he could do. Whenever he overturned a powerful enemy, everyone knew that the foreign enemy would probably stop for a while. The people worked hard to increase their production capacity, but his girls went after him with all their strength.
McDonald knew that he probably wouldn't be able to escape, so he simply unchecked the previous "Reproductive Isolation" checkbox silently in the system.
Recently, Liadrin and Maiev heard some cheating player put poison into practice and started to practice peach buttocks.
Well, I must admit, it's quite interesting.
McDonald looked up at the sky: "I'm afraid the Stratholme family's vertical grip has been polished recently."
On the other side, after learning that the Alliance had won the Second Seamount War, and seeing the footage from spies showing the Alliance using a new type of spaceship to remove the bodies of Archimonde and Kil'jaeden, Thrall was silent for a long time.
"Wo'jin, do you think the Alliance is weak? Or is it stronger again?"
Wo'jin touched his chin: "It's hard to say."
"It's hard to say, but let's talk about it."
"Looking at the night elves alone, it is undoubtedly weakened. The death of a large number of mountain giants and ancient tree people is a major loss for the night elves that cannot be compensated for in a century."
"Then what?"
"I'm afraid that the night elves will be conquered by McDonald and completely integrated into the life and technological circle composed of humans and dwarves."
What Vol'jin said was exactly what Thrall was worried about.
The night elves alone are not enough to make Thrall feel that the tribe cannot fight. After all, no matter how powerful the mountain giants are, the tribe still has a large number of Gronns at this time!
We are all stone men, who is afraid of whom?
But humans, especially the Stratholme armored forces and artillery, are currently unable to solve the problem.
Not to mention the sudden flying battleship.
"We also want to advance the plan of flying battleships!"
"The goblins charge a very high price..."
Thrall gritted his teeth: "Tell them the alliance's armament status, and also tell them about the previous miserable situation of the Hotsand Group and the goblins in the alliance. I don't believe they won't let go."
The Alliance has never heard of the siege of goblins, and it has long been to the point of purchasing goblin heads for a long time.
Everyone knows that this is just the goblin's retribution for seeking death for a long time.
For tribes, this is something they can take advantage of.
A few days later, Sal received news that surprised him.
"What? Most of the Alliance fleet at Feather Moon Fortress has withdrawn? Where did they withdraw?"
"I don't know, our wyvern doesn't have such a long range. We couldn't follow it for twenty miles," Varok reported.
The gap between the Horde and the Alliance is all-encompassing. Unless all the Iron Horde from the parallel plane enter this world, how can this gap be bridged in an instant?
Not to mention a decent shipyard, the tribe still has no place to build a dock on a safer coastline.
