Chapter 1289 The soldiers are divided into three paths
Blood debt must be repaid with blood!
These four words are enough to describe the feelings of the Alliance people.
In just one hour, every recruitment station in the alliance, from big cities to rural areas, was lined up with people. The terrifying long queues could easily exceed one kilometer.
Regardless of race, gender, or age, ranging from 60-year-olds to 12-year-olds who had just learned basic combat skills, all came with their own weapons.
These unqualified soldiers were sent back by the recruiting officers.
The recruiting officer yelled at the top of his lungs through the loudspeaker: "Only young adults aged 18 to 30 are recruited to enter the reserve force. The quota is xx! There is no limit on gender and race! Priority will be given to professional candidates! Priority will be given to those with all A's in training scores!"
I don't know how many people were crying and complaining that they were not training well enough.
The boiling public opinion fell in the eyes of the alliance bosses, and in the eyes of the two pandas, Lili and Aisha, who were extremely moved.
"This...are we causing trouble for the alliance?" The young Lili opened her eyes with cute eyes.
"No, you came at the right time. This is just a settlement." McDonald didn't need to say anything, and Lor'themar patiently explained to Lili the history of the first and second Dark Portal wars.
The hatred between humans, elves, dwarves, gnomes, draenei and other races and tribes of orcs, trolls, goblins, and the Forsaken has long been irresolvable.
Becoming good friends with the enemy who killed your father is ultimately just a fantasy in reality, it's just that 'it's not that I won't take revenge, the time has not yet come'.
It's an exaggeration to say that, after so many years and so many tough battles, except for the time when Old Taizi jumped back and became an immortal, it has been rare to see McDonald playing the Total Mobilization style since then.
Even if he faced world-destroying enemies such as the Commander of the Burning Legion, the Ancient God, and Deathwing many times in a row, McDonald had never tried total mobilization.
Doing so will certainly stretch human resources to their limit, but it will also put a huge drag on the economy and people's livelihood.
The war is about people, technology, and money and food.
Total war is also an all-or-nothing endeavor.
However, the supreme prestige that MacDonald had established in the alliance convinced the leaders of the Throne Council to trust his judgment.
"Pandaria has a rugged terrain and is shrouded in fog, making it difficult to use the air force on a large scale, so we will leave it to the Pandaren Resistance Army of Stormwind Kingdom, Gilneas and Lao Chen."
"Okay." To be honest, Varian would rather go straight to New Orgrimmar, the tribe's home base. Since McDonald's has communicated with him in advance, he hopes he will take people to Pandaria. After all, the Kingdom of Stormwind is also close there, which is convenient.
Support. King Wa finally agreed.
"No problem, I will assist Marshal Wrynn." Old Wolf King Jean knew his role very well.
McDonald warned: "Please treat it with caution, because it is the burial place of the ancient god Y'Shaarj. It is not clear whether it will be resurrected. Everything depends on your judgment at the scene, Varian. If the momentum is not good, remember to call for help.
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"Um."
The greenery in Pandaria is good, but it is a pity that it is not convenient for large mechanized corps to fight. Only they, who are best at infantry fighting, can handle it.
McDonald believed that the Thor there would not be Varian's opponent.
At this time, everyone's attention turned to Kalimdor on the west road.
This is a great opportunity for revenge!
Whose family has no blood debt with the tribe?
What no one expected was that McDonald only said a few words about the main battlefield in everyone's eyes: "The Western Route Army is commanded by Alsace, commanding the Stratholme Second and Third Group Armies, and the Second Air and Space Army.
, coordinate the night elves and the Golden Sword Front, and be sure to capture New Orgrimmar."
"yes!"
"clear!"
Except for Tyrande, all those who promised were Macdonken's vassals.
Then, there was nothing more.
Not to mention the person involved, the other leaders were full of questions. Muradin couldn't help but say: "Wait! Is this gone?"
McDonald's eyes flashed and he said solemnly: "The tribe we saw was just a beast that was so weak that it was about to die. Our real enemy is the [Iron Tribe]!"
As the last word of the voice fell, an exquisite metal tank model was photographed by McDonald in the Tiragarde Strait area among the three islands of Kul Tiras on the military map!
The eyes of all the big guys shrank!
It turns out that the real owner is here!
Tyrande narrowed his eyes: "But, in Kul Tiras, it is difficult to deploy mechanized troops!"
Yes, the area of the island in Tiragarde Strait is not small, with some tens of thousands of square kilometers. But for the [Iron Tribe] who are also good at playing large mechanical troops, it is obviously unable to use it.
Thanks to McDonald's map-clearing strategy, at least in the entire Eastern Kingdom continent, the tribe could not find a single foothold.
The indigenous trolls that once occupied various places have been wiped out long ago. Even in places like the Desolate Land, with the support of Mr. Mai, a large number of sentry towers were built, and airships were also equipped to cruise on irregular routes.
However, in order to attack the Alliance, Stratholme itself, which is the strongest, must be captured.
There are actually not many choices left for Despicable Roar.
When the topic came to this point, everyone immediately thought of why the Zandalari trolls took over the shipyard in Kul Tiras.
Jaina was filled with hatred: "We must be mentally prepared for the Zandalari Trolls to pull out a steel fleet to support the [Iron Horde]."
"Yeah." The big guys nodded in unison.
To put it bluntly, various companies have secretly complained that McDonald's did not transfer the core [ship girl] technology to each company. If you use it, you will know that the hit rate of naval guns is not the same magnitude with or without ship girls.
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Unless the captain is an expert on the level of Brian Bronzebeard, no matter how powerful the captain is, he can only have 80% of the ship control ability of the ship girl. And the gunner is not even 70%.
Looking back now, I realize that luckily it was not transferred, otherwise the ship-girl technology, along with the ship-building technology on Kul Tiras island, would have been leaked to the tribe, which would have been a serious matter.
McDonald didn't bother to explain the misunderstandings among the big guys from various countries.
His thoughts have long been no longer on the mere version of "Mists of Pandaria", but on "Warlords of Draenor". Maybe, this may even include the historical line of "Battle for Azeroth".
This is why McDonough decided to hand over the two armies to Varian and Arthas.
His gaze transcended time and space, and he could easily recall the classic line "No one can let me out of my fortress."
Among that omnipotent fortress, the most outrageous thing is the dock system...
That is already a story for later.
In fact, at the same time that the alliance officially declared war, the counterattack in Pandaria had already begun.
In the Valley of the Four Winds, an orc warrior struck hard at a pandaren with a trident insignia.
The opponent's black panda kicks over with its [upward kick]!
The orc battle ax fell, and when the ax legs met, a dazzling spark suddenly burst out, and the black iron ax blade immediately screamed as it curled.
This scene made Lao Chen who was not far away look dumbfounded.
