Chapter 235: The Second Mobilization of the Dark Gate Final Battle (1 More)
McDonald leaned over and fed [Wudi] a piece of his favorite bean cake. After [Wudi] licked his mouth with his tongue, he rubbed McDonald's neck affectionately with the horse's neck.
Seeing that the foal he gave to his good brother had become like this, Alsace felt better again. [Invincible] was more like a testimony of his friendship with McDonald.
Then, when MacDonald rode out of the fortress, the scene shocked Alsace.
Outside the fortress, huge phalanxes of ten thousand people were neatly lined up. When two hundred thousand troops gathered on an open grassland, the scene became very spectacular.
On the top floor of the fortress, at a glance, there are so many generals that it is impossible to see them all without turning around.
An endless line of heroic soldiers stretches from the far end of the forest to the edge of the mountain line.
Suddenly, Rivendell shouted at the top of his lungs, and his voice spread far away in the silent square: "Soldiers, answer me, who is it who has repeatedly cracked the orcs' conspiracies?"
Before Mai could react, all the soldiers of the five legions belonging to the Stratholme Territory shouted in unison.
"McDonald's! McDonald's! McDonald's!"
That uniform shout made the surrounding legions turn their attention.
Mai was embarrassed for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed.
Dude, you can actually play this trick?
But, actually, that is not impossible.
Rivendell continued to roar: "Who?? Killed the most orcs? The strongest Gronn?"
"McDonald's! McDonald's! McDonald's!" Unexpectedly, this time even the Ranger Legion, the Scarlet Cross Legion next door and the Royal Legion of Lordaeron started shouting.
"Who is it? Leading us to victory again and again."
"McDonald's! King of the Bunkers! Stratholme Pizza Hut!" This was even more exaggerated. It was no longer clear whether this was incitement or sincere agreement. The Arathi Legion, the Dwarf Legion, etc. further away also followed suit.
The Stormwind Kingdom's partial army that started from Stormwind City is not here, and all the other legions have joined in.
They shouted in a chaotic manner, obviously without any rehearsal.
But their love for McDonald's is definitely sincere!
They raised their weapons and roared loudly.
Swords are like mountains! Spears are like forests!
A total of 200,000 people roared in unison, and the sound like a roaring mountain and a tsunami rolled into the sky.
At this moment, Alsace finally realized how much prestige a commander with a winning streak had in the alliance.
"Now, please let our God of War speak!" Rivendell's roar was met with even higher and more ardent cheers.
"Oh oh oh oh"
McDonald rode his horse to the top of a high slope, overlooking the army, and met with blazing and admiring gazes.
This is achieved through victory after victory.
From Andorhal to the city of Lordaeron, from Quel'Thalas to the wetlands, to Dun Morogh, and finally to Elwynn Forest.
Whether it is the raging green tide, the terrifying Gronn, or the indestructible Steel Star, nothing has ever been able to knock down this God of War.
McDonald felt a little ashamed. This was mostly a bonus for being a time traveler, but he soon felt calm. Even if he was also a time traveler, no one would do better than him.
He made a movement with his hands to close his fists and press down, and immediately the whole place fell into silence. Every alliance soldier held their breath, preparing to listen to his speech.
This scene made Alsace and the other bosses who were watching secretly feel awe-inspiring. What a noble prestige this is!?
McDonald spoke, and with the amplification of [Broken Army Roar], his voice spread far away.
"Those hateful orcs invaded our world through a giant portal called the Dark Portal! They burned down our towns and slaughtered all our relatives and friends! But, soon, they will fight for their own
Evil deeds pay with life.”
Seeing McDonald's raised fist, the two hundred thousand soldiers suddenly started to boil again, and it took a while to calm down.
"Although we are about to defeat them, please remember that what follows is not the last battle!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a slight commotion among the soldiers.
"They are the first batch of invaders, and they are definitely not the last batch!"
"So I hope everyone remembers that no matter whether we can still stand on this earth after this battle, those who survive must keep a vigilant heart!"
"The crisis is far from over, and we still need to bear the burden and move forward in the future!"
"However, as long as we maintain courage and hope, great peace will eventually come to the world of Azeroth!"
At the end of the sentence, McDonald drew out the dragon's tooth sword and shouted to the sky: "Long live the Alliance!"
"Long live the Alliance!"
"Kill the orcs"
"Long live the Duke of Stratholme!"
With an excited heart and a firm will, the army moved forward and pressed towards the orcs' forward position thirty kilometers away to the east.
Orgrim received the news of the Alliance army's advance immediately.
The real confrontation took place seven days later. In the previous three days, Orgrim had been using third-rate clans as cannon fodder to delay the advancement of the Alliance army.
Nowadays, the orcs dare not fight against the Alliance on two types of terrain: one is by the water, and the Alliance has used some method to make the originally chaotic and neutral murlocs switch sides to join the Alliance; the other is near the mines, who knows?
Will there be another subsidence?
The area near Crystal Lake to the east of Goldshire was eliminated first, and then the area to the north near the mine.
Finally, the orcs set the location for the decisive battle near Azura's Tower.
There is only such a small forest area in the game, but in reality it is a prairie of more than ten square kilometers. Once upon a time, there was a dense forest here. With Lothar's order to set fire last year, the forest was burned down. Now it has just
The small saplings that had grown up were cut down by the orc laborers, and the place became a grassland with scattered tree stumps.
"Woooooo!" Amidst the shocking sound of horns, the armies of both sides slowly approached.
Orgrim is sitting on a strange steel chariot. The shape is reminiscent of a crab, and it is a king crab with sharp protrusions on its claws.
The three-story car body allowed him to easily observe the alliance's regular formation without any surprises. In front was an infantry regiment of five thousand people lined up, with cavalry on both wings, and a large number of troops on the left and right sides in the middle.
Artillery, ballistae and trebuchets.
"You have to give it a try." Orgrim raised his hand, and [Steel Star], who had almost succeeded in his attempt before, appeared again.
No matter at any time, this huge war machine will always cause shock to the opponent.
The commotion of the Alliance army could be heard even by Orgrim.
"Rumble, rumble!" The four-story-high steel wheel crushed the small tree stumps on the ground, and the huge roar even covered up the sad cracking sound of the tree stumps.
At this moment, the alliance's slinging maneuver was launched.
Thousands of huge iron barrels that could hold the orcs were thrown into the high air, drawing crooked arcs, and then fell to the Iron Star or their path. The iron barrels had just hit the ground, and they were even in mid-air.
It exploded and sprayed out a large amount of viscous black liquid.
The originally ferocious big iron wheel showed a strange deceleration state when it encountered the black slime. It was not obvious at first, but when the entire wheel was stained with those black things, the speed dropped obviously.
"What is that?" Liadrin finally couldn't help but ask McDonald.
