As we all know, the real King Gou will keep a million hands in everything.
I have no choice but to go up and fight one thing at a time, and then call it a day. If you don't die, I will die.
To be fair, McDonken still has [Army-breaking Roar] and [Thunder Strike] useless, but there are no enemies within the skill range, so why not use a chicken to defend yourself?
Almost as soon as this thought flashed through McDonald's mind, an orc fifteen meters away threw a battle ax at McDonald's.
"Dang!" Valeela fulfilled her duty as a guard very well, flew over, and knocked the battle ax away in the air with a graceful posture.
However, the second battle ax was fired from the other side, with lightning coming first and second, and the sharp sound of the wind as it whirled seemed to reach Varian's ears at the top of the city across space.
"Ah!" Varian screamed out in shock.
Macdonald pigeons beware——
This is the voice of the future King Wa at this time!
I saw Mr. Mai stamping his feet without a blushing face or a beating heart.
The violent lightning suddenly became the only dominant color on the battlefield.
The bloody chief's last ax was almost hovering less than one meter to McDonald's left.
The wind element was so strong that it almost became a substance and tightly wrapped around the flying ax, preventing it from moving forward!
This moment...
The real McDonald screamed in his heart: Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! I was scared to death! I pressed the skill slowly for half a second and it was over.
The fake McDonald’s in everyone’s eyes——
He is as motionless as a mountain!
He is calm and calm!
He is invincible!
Because under the spotlight, McDonald slowly stretched out his left index finger and middle finger, gently pressed the side of the ax blade, and slowly shook his head:
"You're not qualified-"
His voice didn't sound loud, but in fact, it was at the level of [Bear-breaking Roar], allowing people within a hundred meters around to hear it clearly.
The sharp flying ax seemed to have turned into a soft little kitten, unable to look fierce no matter what.
With just two fingers, he pressed the ax that was over one meter long and weighed at least fifty kilograms!
What kind of momentum is this!?
What a great power this is!?
McDonald made a 'pistol' gesture with his left hand, pointed it at the enemy, and pronounced: "Bang!"
The chief is dead!
Of course it wasn't McDonald who killed him.
Rivendell, who was ten horses behind due to [War God's Charge], finally rushed over and a golden holy light hit the chief's face.
KO!
[Hammer of Wrath] is exclusive to Paladins and can only be used against enemies with less than 20% health. In the hands of a real Paladin boss, it is quite powerful.
After this magical warhammer condensed with holy light hit the guy, every inch of the bloodstain on the ugly green face burst into dazzling golden light, and a tenth of a second later, his head exploded on the spot.
Well, it seems that Rivendell is also in a hurry. I really don’t know how much material was added to this move just now.
This scene, in the eyes of Varian, a half-grown child, became the unique majesty of a hero.
He respects Lothar, but how can a middle-aged, prematurely bald uncle who has begun to look like a Mediterranean man compare to McDonald, a ready-made role model who is only a little older than him?
Varian said with great certainty: "I have decided! My child will be named McDonald's in the future!"
(Anduin*Wrynn in later generations:???)
Bolvar couldn't laugh or cry, and thought to himself: Your Majesty... you must first have a wife (queen)! But for the only child of the Wrynn family, it's time to make arrangements.
With his lips, Bolvar urged: "Your Majesty, although this is your right and freedom, please give more consideration to His Majesty Menethil's feelings."
You are the king of the Kingdom of Stormwind, and your son is named after an important minister of my old Taizi family. Have you considered my old Taizi’s feelings?
Varian didn't know there were so many political twists and turns, but anyway, McDonald was very handsome.
The outcome of the following battle was actually determined from the beginning.
The Stratholme Knights seemed to be attacking from the front, but in fact, McDonald's had already created the best charging environment for them.
On the four broken walls in front, on each seemingly deserted wall, several sand sculpture players suddenly appeared.
These guys turned into professional bombardiers and dropped thorium bombs from the top of the city thirty seconds before the knights charged in!
"Boom boom boom!"
Huge flames swallowed up the dense orcs.
Exploding thorium shrapnel harvests blood and life!
Even if it didn't kill him on the spot, it would blow up the orc team to pieces.
If you really want to hit a tall orc head-on, you are afraid that the war horse will break its neck, and this sparse formation is the most ideal environment for the impact of the knights.
When the orcs were driven to the Sodorir Bridge, the four bastions that had been pretending to be dead finally revealed their ferocious true colors.
There are no cannons. What sticks out of every cannon hole above the third floor of the bunker are extremely simple mortars.
Although the 60mm caliber mortar has limited power and cannot destroy strong bunkers, it is already a nightmare for killing orc infantry in groups.
"boom!"
With one shot, the area within ten meters will be completely covered in blood and flesh!
A magical war miracle that was not purely magical took place here.
Using bombardiers, crossbowmen and mortars as cover, and three thousand cavalry as arrows, the 120,000-strong army then covered them up, creating a low-end version of infantry and artillery coordination.
After a month, the battle flag of the Alliance of Lordaeron once again fluttered in Andorhal, a land ravaged by orcs.
"kill!"
"Leave no one alive!"
"No mercy for beasts!"
As the land begins to rejuvenate, the mountains and plains are filled with fleeing orcs.
In the past, an orc hunted down a village of people.
Now if it were changed, even one person and one rider could drive a dozen orcs all over the mountain.
Each legion commander divided his troops into three teams according to the predetermined route and pursued them in turn.
Rivendell needed to rest after taking the lead. The horses led by Stratholme were really not very good, so they overran the orc camp on the west side of the bridge, and their horsepower was insufficient.
Abedis heads northwest, pointing his sword at Hearthglen. He wants to join forces with the Hearthglen Volunteer Army to attack the 30,000 orcs blocking the entrance to Hearthglen.
Tirion Fordring and [Scorching Dawn] led the main force towards the Andorhal Barrier.
With the help of the Barov family's fleet, Gavinrad* Doom bypassed the orc defenses and headed straight into the ruins of Andorhal.
That's right, all the fighting is to grab the only two exits from this land controlled by the orcs. As long as the city of Andorhal and the barrier are taken, the rest is to close the door and beat the dogs.
After the army broke out of the fortress on the Sodorir River, Macdonald left it alone.
As soon as he returned to the fortress, he saw Varian and Bolvar approaching.
Varian excitedly said: "What a wonderful battle! Brother McDonald, you will definitely be recorded in history!"
McDonald was unfazed: "First, the alliance must win against the orcs."
Do you see? This is the style of a general!
Varian's eyes were very bright, and his small eyes were full of admiration: "How can I become a great warrior like you?"
McDonald's heart twitched: Wait! King Wa has been quite reckless in history. Could it be that I carved the word "brave" on his chest in advance?
