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Chapter 1007 The Eve of Frozen (Supplement 1/2)

At some point, the fallen Terenas has become a curse on the people of Lordaeron, and even the entire Alliance, as they move towards the future.

If he is not dealt with, the haze will linger in the hearts of the people of Lordaeron forever, and will never go away.

Many times before, people had submitted letters to prepare for the Northern Expedition to Northrend, and they didn't even need to be rejected by McDonald. The foreign enemies that kept popping up gave them away.

Now, the atmosphere of the entire alliance silently preparing for war made them all show expressions of surprise.

It stands to reason that since the alliance has already done this, there shouldn't be anyone who is determined to cause trouble, right?

There really is!

The historical Scarlet Monastery, the northern bay west of the present Holy Light Monastery (Tirisfal Woodland Branch), has long been built by Mai into the largest comprehensive port in the alliance.

There is a section of coast to the east. Because it is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and there is a concave fjord, it was built as the home port of the [Iron-Blooded] fleet of Stratholme’s four fleets. For example, [Tirpitz], [Bishop]

Battleships such as the Mai] are here to undergo regular maintenance.

To the south are steep cliffs, and to the north is the vast North Sea.

After a series of techniques such as piling, the military port pier was extended to a thousand meters away from the shore. A large amount of reinforced cement concrete was poured into a trapezoidal embankment.

There is also a thick wall 20 meters high and 3 meters wide on the embankment, as well as numerous turrets, lighthouses, etc.

On weekdays, except for the regular military supply ships that travel between Kalimdor and the Eastern Kingdoms mainland, not many ships enter.

Today was a bit special. When the supply ship returning from Kalimdor docked, the soldiers were shocked to find that there were many soldiers wearing strange rubber protective suits on the shore.

"Who are those people?" a sailor asked his companion strangely.

"We are in the quarantine team. Now we are in the first level of epidemic prevention." The second officer replied casually.

As we all know, the people of Stratholme were extremely strict in their epidemic prevention work during the Third Dark Portal War. Facts have proved that this is correct. At that time, the epidemic prevention team composed of a large number of clergy and militiamen, countless times

Stopped the poisoning and cursed items from the Cursed Cult, and found out how many hidden Cursed Cultists there were.

But if epidemic prevention is so meticulous, it will definitely add a series of tedious steps and slow down the logistics.

Therefore, McDonald's has set the epidemic prevention alert to level four.

Only then did the careless sailors discover that the alert level of the seemingly unchanged flag at the entrance to the home port had been raised to alert level 2, while the epidemic prevention level had been raised to level 1.

"What's wrong again? We're all on guard like this, are there any bones without eyes that dare to attack us? Haven't they learned their lesson from that time in Naxxramas?" the sailor muttered.

Complaints are complaints, military orders are like mountains.

The soldiers still followed the instructions, lined up and passed through the quarantine gate.

It is a door frame engraved with holy light runes. As long as a trainee priest or paladin injects a small amount of holy light, they can make the most basic detection of whether there is dark power in the body of the soldiers passing through the door frame.

"Where are you from? Where have you been one month before boarding the ship?" The epidemic prevention personnel asked the soldiers who disembarked from the ship with seemingly routine questions. After asking them, they asked them to take their fingerprints.

Suddenly, someone in the unloading team let out a scream.

"Alert! Alert! Respond!"

"Where did this cargo come from?"

We are facing a formidable enemy here, and after investigation, we found that the returned cans contained a pile of rotten potatoes. The problem was that these potatoes contained a cursed virus that could turn people and animals into zombies.

The quartermaster searched for a long time with sweat profusely: "When we brought these boxes back, there really was no such box. Although the standard is ours, you see, boxes marked PZ will not appear on our ship! Even if it is

We are Curse Cultists, and we would not do such a thing so thoughtlessly."

This is the Curse Cult’s lack of understanding of Stratholme’s military system.

There are hidden mysteries in the seemingly normal transportation, and when to use which labeled boxes. Even the captain and first mate who transported the cargo didn't know what to use this time. Anyway, they just transported whatever they were told by their superiors.

This matter should be reported immediately and quickly.

McDonald quickly ordered to increase epidemic prevention inspections at all ports and informed the throne meeting.

It's okay if you don't check, but something will happen if you check.

The Federation's own territory is fine. Cursed cargo is dealt with immediately in several ports. But when it expands to the Alliance, it's not that easy to solve.

The first person to be reported to have been attacked was Gilneas. Shadowfang Castle has been rebuilt and expanded in this life. Now Shadowfang Port to the west of the castle is Gilneas's largest foreign trade port. Apart from relying on Macdonken, this is Gilneas' only foreign trade port.

Window. If you want to do business with Kul Tiras or the Kingdom of Stormwind, you must rely on this sea passage.

Of course, the old wolf king Jean is very knowledgeable about his country.

He was determined to hang out with McDonald's.

Otherwise, what if there really is a falling out with Stratholme? This port is just a decoration. Didn’t you realize that 90% of the warships now belong to someone named Mai?

Kul Tiras, once a maritime power, now only has the number of ships that can be used to scare people. But 90% of their ships are wooden, so they can only scare outsiders who are completely ignorant.

What the Proudmoore family is worried about now is that they have shipyards and technology, but they don't have that much steel to build ships. In the end, they still have to import it from the Stratholme Federation.

That's too far.

What happened this time was that hundreds of sailors and stevedores at the port were turned into zombies, causing a huge commotion at the port until Shadowfang Castle sent troops to suppress it.

The greatest blessing among misfortunes is that half of the people of Gilneas are werewolves, and werewolves are miraculously resistant to this cursed virus that turns them into zombies.

They will have a fever, feel unwell, and not many will turn into zombies.

In addition, similar reports were received from Fertile Port in the west of Stormwind Kingdom.

Bolvar Fordragon, if you ask him to fight tooth and nail in a boss-level duel, he will definitely lose to you without any suspense. Basically, he can't beat anyone.

He is a typical tool man, sincere and conscientious.

When Macdonken issued the notice, Bolvar immediately paid great attention to it. Not only did he send people to inspect the storm port, but he also took people to fly to the fertile port in the west on a griffon overnight. It just happened that he blocked it.

Once this place falls, Yuexi City, an important town in the west, will be destroyed.

The whole alliance was really making a big joke, but it was the night elves.

It was an overt and covert violation of Tyrande, not to mention the announcement from the top of the Alliance, which Fandral was most unhappy with. You know, in Zangarmarsh, Fandral's 25th Helm was unhappy with McDonald. In his opinion, as a person, he

The number one night elf (self-identified) character, he should at least have full control of Zangarmarsh.

However, that time, first the two fools held the audience, then Macdonald took charge, and finally there was Jarod Shadowsong, a remnant of the aristocratic faction that Fandral was unhappy with.

In Fandral's eyes, this was a slap in the face.

He ignored the alliance announcement.

As a result, thousands of night elf zombies besieged Darnassus...


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