If the historical Lich King Arthas appeared, it would definitely shock the whole world.
At that time, the Alliance really had no choice. The entire Northern Continent of the Eastern Kingdom Continent was almost turned into ashes. Except for Dalaran, which was running away, and Gilneas, which was still autistic, there was no larger main city.
Of course Eagle's Nest Mountain counts, but the number of Wildhammer dwarves is too small to be called the main city.
The Kingdom of Stormwind in the southern continent is the leader of the Alliance, but it cannot withstand another full-scale attack by the Scourge.
Not to mention the perfect fusion of Alsace and Ner'zhul, which constituted the pinnacle of combat power at that time.
Under this historical background, joining forces with tribes has become inevitable.
In fact, there was constant friction between the Alliance and the Horde at that time, and it was not unusual for them to fight again. However, the appearance of the two idiots of the Lich King made the two mortal enemies put aside their grudges, and decided to destroy the bones first.
The leader of the tribe is Thrall, so there is no need to worry about his sudden brain failure and a sudden backstab when the Alliance is fighting the Scourge.
You still need to be on guard against tribes, so you don’t have to be too wary.
In this life, McDonald's certainly has plenty of time to spare.
As a man who is as steady as a dog, he did not dare to make a big deal and silently raised the alert level of the alliance.
If there was anything thorny that he couldn't handle, it was Kalia.
Recently, it can be clearly felt that the former princess is not in a good mood.
It's certainly not love that disappears.
Simply: she knew that the Northern Expedition was approaching, whether she knew it actively or passively.
A hundred thousand troops were deployed, sharpening their swords and heading north. Such a big event must not be hidden from anyone.
It was late at night, and Kalia, who was kneeling in front of McDonald, was breathing heavily, her eyes were closed tightly, her face was as red as clouds, and a teardrop appeared in the corner of her eyes.
McDonald took a few deep breaths, quickly suppressed his excitement and trembling, and gently helped her wipe away the crystal tears.
Kalia's body was rising and falling, but like a doll, she allowed McDonald to wipe her face and pat her back.
A strange silence echoed in the air. After a long time, Kalia turned over and hugged McDonald.
"I'm sorry!" Kalia said.
McDonald understands.
"It's not your siblings' fault."
"There is no eternal royal power in the world! The person who covets eternal life and makes millions of people pay the price with their lives is named Menethil after all!" At this point, Kalia could no longer stop crying.
Madang affirmed and calmed down, and said seriously: "Now that he is wielding the Fire Demon Hammer, he will always be at the forefront of every battle to destroy the world. The young man who fought for tens of millions of people, his surname was also Menethil!"
Kalia was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Alsace, he did a good job."
McDonald caressed Kalia's long straight hair that was as bright as gold: "Lordaeron has not been destroyed, and the people of Lordaeron have not been extinct. Of course, we must make ends meet, but after everything is over, we
We still have to look forward. Remember! What can really judge a person is not his own conscience, but the voice of the people and historians."
"I know...I know! Woohoo! McDonald, you are so kind..."
It felt like this delicate princess, together with her weather-beaten heart, melted together at this moment.
Patting Kalia on the back, McDonald said with great certainty: "Don't worry, I will definitely defeat the Lich King. Nothing can stop me and my fellow heroes, not the demon commander, not the ancient gods, not the Black Dragon Prince
No, not even the Lich King!"
Kalia looked at McDonald's profile in fascination.
14 years have passed, and he is no longer the boastful playboy he once was. He has transformed from a loser into a hero respected and followed by millions of people, and the number one player in the league.
His powerful and invincible record are his radiant labels.
There is nothing to worry about.
"Then, I'll leave everything to you. I'm afraid I won't be able to face my father..."
"It's okay, just wait for my news in the castle."
After all, it was a bit chilly late at night. With a smile on his face, McDonald settled down Kalia, who was sleeping deeply, and walked out of the door of his suite.
He was not surprised that Valeela and Maiev followed him silently, but he was surprised that his bodyguard knights were staring at a slut in the corner.
Alsace and Kalia are indeed siblings, and they actually chose the same time at the same time.
The dignified former prince and current marshal of the Alliance spread his legs and sat down in the corner of the cold aisle in a very ungraceful manner. When he saw McDonald coming out, he smiled bitterly and took out a revolver, pointing the muzzle into the air.
The trigger.
"Bata!"
A small flame appeared in the night.
Mai angrily overturned the table of his soul.
You are so dirty!
Such a big pistol-shaped thing is actually a lighter used to light cigarettes?
However, through the faint light of the fire, McDonald noticed Alsace's poor appearance at the moment. His face was unshaven.
It's really not like him!
McDonald sighed softly in his heart, and then sat down next to the second idiot in front of his own bodyguards.
"Have you figured it out? If you can't figure it out, then go back and think it over before you come see me." McDonald was not polite.
Without a direct answer, Alsace glanced at McDonald: "Brother, thank you."
Seeing McDonald's relaxed look, Alsace knew that his sister must have entrusted everything to McDonald.
"Who am I and you? Even if I don't have a relationship like Kalia, I will still support you. Of course, I worked so hard to save Lordaeron, and I will unceremoniously take away a certain crown as a reward.
."
Some words won't hurt so much if they are spoken clearly. Now that McDonald has reached this point, he has no way out. Even if he doesn't want to become king, the vassals below will force him to do so.
Unexpectedly, Alsace was unmoved and even wanted to laugh.
He grinned and raised the corners of his mouth: "Whether it's a crown or a crown, just take it if you like it. You deserve it!"
Arthas was so free and easy, but McDonald was a little worried: "Wait a minute, you don't want to do something stupid, do you? Like questioning the Lich King alone? I'm warning you, sacrificing yourself for such a guy, this is
It’s really not worth it!”
Arthas patted McDonald on the shoulder: "Don't worry! I know that if I degenerate into a death knight, I will bring unimaginable terrible consequences to you and the alliance. So if I want to do anything, I will definitely bring heroes with me.
Regiment and millions of Alliance troops.”
When he said this, McDonald was somewhat relieved: "That's good!"
"I just want to ask him a question at the end of his life. Even if there is probably no answer, I still want to ask it. That's all."
