It's not that McDonald didn't think about it, he took the opportunity to wrap up the Van Cleef father and daughter.
Unfortunately, the position is wrong.
On the surface, he is the Duke of Lordaeron, and as a citizen of the Kingdom of Stormwind, he will naturally dislike you.
This is like Gavin Ladd* Doom, the weakest fifth silver saint, but McDonald never thought of accepting him as his younger brother.
Moreover, Edwin is a very loyal person. He rose up for the sake of the brothers of the Stonemasons Guild. To recruit him would be to take over the entire Stonemasons Guild in the Kingdom of Stormwind.
McDonald's has no shortage of thieves or foremen. Even if he takes them, he can only take action after Stormwind City is rebuilt. By then, McDonald's has long since returned.
So now it's better to just sell it to Varian as a favor.
Besides, when it comes to talents, Lordaeron is full of talents!
If there were no Scourge, Lordaeron would be called Tianhu's start.
Just for the organization that the Silver Hand later expanded into, how many heroes were there who could be named?
Don't say anything, if Old Taizi is a little softer, McDonald can kidnap the other four Silver Saints away.
However, there is no use thinking about this.
Taking advantage of the alliance's deployment of troops and generals, McDonald, who rarely took a break, checked the system and found that the amount of money he had spent far exceeded the system requirements, and he was in a good mood.
So, in the cool breeze of the summer night, McDonald sat on the top of the newly built five-story fortress opposite Jason's farm, and played the erhu with an erhu exchanged for the system!
At this moment, McDonald is not playing alone, let alone fighting alone.
He represented LSPs from all over the earth and was rioting to his heart's content.
Just the eight protracted erhu notes at the beginning, which caused a gasping trembling sensation, made Liadrin and Valeela behind them suddenly tremble.
"What a strange music..." The two female elves murmured as if they were tempted by something.
Valeela is better off, Liadrin has received a good higher education, and playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting are compulsory courses.
She easily heard the flavor of the music. She closed her eyes and the music was simply tempting her, enjoying the sense of guilt as if she had taken a bite of a peach. Before she could truly explore the deepest core of the music, her body was already
I started to tremble, feeling a little itchy on the inside of my legs, and my nerve endings set off an alarm that resounded throughout my soul.
Showy!
So cool!
Liadrin had no doubt that if she continued to listen, things might get a little worse.
Unexpectedly, not long after McDonald played the erhu, there was a response from the Trident Legion station ahead.
That's... the sound of suona!
A group of teases used their hooligan-like suona sounds and responded to McDonald's erhu.
Since it is a suona, it sounds like...
Hao Yiyi was in a daze because those bastards caused trouble and turned into one!
Vereesa came after hearing the news and jumped up from the outer wall. A pigeon turned over and landed on the arrow stack on the top of the fortress. She started by saying: "Who has such a happy funeral!?"
"Pfft" McDonald was the first to succeed, laughing like a pig: "Hahahahahaha!"
Veresa was very embarrassed: "I...did I say something wrong? Your people always brag about this when they are doing Jingguan."
"What? I just heard that your instrument was very strange and wanted to come over and listen to it. Who knew you would stop playing again?"
"No, I just feel relaxed thinking that the orcs are about to be finished." McDonald wiped the tears from his eyes as he laughed.
"Really!?" This was the happiest news the elves heard.
"Well, 100% victory, without any exceptions!" McDonald was very sure.
The female elves were all excited.
Even Alleria and Sylvanas, who were hiding in the corner below the fortress and eavesdropping, showed happy smiles after a brief moment of astonishment.
This amazing young man has proven his greatness time and time again.
The orcs have been dragged down by him many times, destroying all their chances of victory. Now that the enemy's and our own forces are reversed, the orcs will only become more and more defeated as the war progresses.
Not a single elf doubted McDonald's announcement!
They don't know yet that McDonald's has already told Lothar and Bolvar that this battle will take no prisoners!
It turns out that in history, Terenas defied all opinions and kept the orcs as captives, which seemed like a bloody and hypocritical act.
The orcs have massacred villages and cities, and you still want to keep prisoners, and you have specially used the grain from two or three territories to support these orc prisoners.
After traveling to this world, McDonald understood the deeper factors. Lao Taizi needed these captives to balance the countries after the Second Dark Portal War. If everyone has the burden of raising hundreds of thousands of orc captives, then the country will be the strongest
Lordaeron is obviously the fastest to recover blood.
Lordaeron can gain more say in politics.
In fact, later history has proved that Lao Taizi may have been right politically, but he just let the tiger go back to the mountains and raised a Thrall, which led to decades of fighting between the alliance and the tribe, and the death and injury of countless alliance members.
McDonald said to himself: "This time I will eradicate all the tribal elites at once, leaving no tail behind!"
When Lothar gave up his army through the Searing Gorge and the Burning Steppes, and instead mobilized his army by boat in the wetlands to land in Stormwind City, Orgrim in Goldshire suddenly welcomed a special guest.
"What? The Dark Portal suddenly opened again, and a group of reinforcements came!?" Orgrim was stunned. He really couldn't imagine who else could open the Dark Portal: "Is it Ner'zhul?"
Perhaps only this powerful and respected Great Shaman has this skill.
"I don't know." Varok replied: "However, the forward of the reinforcements has arrived."
Not long after, Orgrim saw a strange orc.
"Hello, dear warchief, I am Ka'graz, the Firebender of the Burning Blade Clan!"
"Ka'graz?" Samuro frowned: "Wait, the Ka'graz I know is just a little girl."
"You remember it wrong!" Kagraz retorted with great certainty.
"What?" Orgrim was full of doubts.
Samuro said sarcastically: "Well, it's okay. She does have the inherited power of our clan. Maybe I remembered it wrong."
Ka'graz continued: "I have brought steel...some magical weapons excavated from ancient ruins! Warchief, please follow me."
Everyone walked out of the camp, and Orgrim immediately heard a commotion and shouting from the orcs.
Looking at the huge monsters making loud noises in the distance, Orgrim's mind went blank. After a long time, he said: "Are these things ours?"
Kagraz smiled secretly: "Of course! All the glory belongs to the orcs!"
