Chapter 283 Some people can't fall asleep (2 more)
Yes, running a train through potholes and running a horse-drawn carriage sounds very cheating, doesn’t it?
Or a horse-drawn carriage running on the railroad tracks.
Cixi of the Qing Dynasty also did similar things, but the old witch was mentally retarded, and the dwarf had no money.
And unlike in history, the diameter of this tunnel is not only twice as large as in history, but it is a two-way tunnel with a small maintenance tunnel in the middle, which was dug manually.
The cross section of the tunnel resembles a telescope.
After the post-war reconstruction, all the internal affairs officials opened their palms and asked the boss for money. No matter which treasury they owned, they could run away with rats, and all the nobles were extremely poor.
However, things like infrastructure are slow to produce results and funds are slowly withdrawn.
The only good thing is that McDonald left enough small money before running away, and no one in El Chapo or Storm Kingdom embezzled anything, so the first phase was successfully completed.
Since the tunnel is in the process of reinforcing the ceiling and walls, it will only be a one-horse ride at most.
Even so, for Bolvar and Varian, this is already a great success.
This means that the two countries are no longer afraid of the blockade of a single area. This time, as soon as he heard that something happened in the south, Dwarf immediately used a horse-drawn flatbed cart to transport the dwarf infantry over.
This gave Bolvar great confidence, and by building half of Elwynn Forest, a railway from Stormwind City all the way to the East Valley Lumber Camp, he accelerated his troop support.
This is also Turalyon's confidence.
"Where are the Wildhammer gryphons?" Turalyon asked.
"We'll be there in one day," the adjutant replied.
Turalyon felt relieved.
The Alliance succeeded in holding on, and it was the orcs' turn to suffer.
"Haha, didn't you say that your armored forces are invincible?" Kilrogg*Deadeye has been getting angry these days.
After losing the Second World War, the orc clans that retreated to Draenor through the Dark Portal at the last moment were looked down upon. Even if they beat up several second-rate clans who dared to challenge them, the reputation of clans such as Blood Cave among the orcs has plummeted.
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He is considered to be a liar!
Kilrogg said that the pig teammates could not carry him (orc version).
Now that it's better, no matter how awesome the Iron Horde people are, they can't knock down the Alliance's fortress. Kilrogg is even a little happy in his heart.
Sogor's face was very dark, and the devastating situation he imagined did not appear. Instead, his crotch stretched.
As Thorgor, who has never been to Azeroth in his life, it is hard to imagine that the terrain and climate here are so shitty.
If you are a sand sculpture player here, you will find that this scene is very familiar - it looks like the famous scene of the German army attacking the Soviet Union during World War II on Earth!
Winter on December 25th!
Muddy ice and snow.
Just because the orcs can resist it doesn't mean that heavy armored troops can.
The terrain was originally too narrow to be used, and the cold snowy weather turned the poor place of the Swamp of Sorrows into a giant slush pit of ice and snow.
Sogor organized it for three days, but failed to organize the next wave of attacks.
On the contrary, behind this mountain-based fortress of the Alliance are the Redridge Mountains and Elwynn Forest. Despite the snow, the wide roads are still easy to travel.
You know, the Alliance is now equipped with snow plows converted from dwarf tanks in Elwynn Forest and Redridge Mountains.
The supply capabilities of both sides are not at the same level at all.
While the orcs were busy sending hunters to hunt in the swamps of crocodiles and crocodiles at any risk of risking their lives, the Alliance frontline soldiers were enjoying self-heating cans.
Morale?
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Watching the orcs through the telescope resisting the cold wind and snow with their perseverance, the human soldiers were very happy.
Of course, it is necessary for the alliance to continue setting up defenses.
It is precisely because of knowing this that the Rivendell Legion sent by McDonald's was completely a guard of honor to stabilize the people's hearts, and it was to go to the armed parade. Although the 100,000-strong army crossed the Sodorir River in a mighty manner, in fact most of them
The army stopped in the territory of Andorhal, and finally 20,000 rode to the northern port of Tirisfal Glades.
Wait for the cold winter to pass in the warm brick and wood barracks with its own fireplace in the port military camp.
It's not that McDonald doesn't want to contribute, it's that he doesn't know how to contribute.
The year he returned to Earth was a bit fatal. The key was that none of the few things Ner'zhul pursued was in his hands.
The most extreme thing is to write a letter to Khadgar and ask "Is it possible for the orcs to use certain artifacts to open a second portal in Azeroth?" This is the limit of McDonald's.
He can't openly express his concern for the [Eye of Dalaran] and [Book of Medivh], right?
One step ahead is a genius, two steps ahead is a madman!
Historically, Medivh acted as a prophet and warned Thrall and Terenas. Except for Thrall who was eager to run away, no one listened to Lao Mai's words. No, it should be said that Jaina also listened.
The problem is that the battle situation in this life is completely different!
With both sides blocked, the Kul Tiran fleet was dispatched again, wandering in the western waters of the Western Wilds, blocking the orcs' possible cross-sea expedition. In this winter, there was really nothing for McDonald to do.
Compared with the orc army blocking the Swamp of Sorrows and Stranglethorn Vale, McDonald is actually more worried about the next stage [the coming of natural disasters].
Theoretically, you have to wait until Ner'zhul hits the street before it starts, but some things can already be planned in advance.
What McDonald didn't expect was that someone would bring him a pillow when he fell asleep.
On December 27, Darion Mograine found McDonald's. As Mograine's youngest son, he immediately came over on a gryphon after receiving his father's magical message.
After reading the letter delivered by Darien, McDonald bared his teeth and couldn't hide the shock on his face: "Is this what your father meant?"
Darien nodded: "Yes, my father is currently guarding the Redridge Mountains and really can't spare any time. Our palace minister's ability is limited. Instead of sitting back and watching the misfortune of millions of Andorhal refugees, it is better to simply delegate power. If you want to extend the term, you can
discuss."
McDonald suddenly smiled bitterly: "Alexandros really dares to do this..."
What old Mograine did was a bit shocking. He actually proposed to lease Andorhal to MacDonald.
The approximate rental content is:
Starting from January 1st, Year 4 of the Dark Portal, as long as McDonald's provides an annual military expenditure, equipment supplies and food equivalent to 40,000 troops to guard the south, Andorhal territory will include administrative power, judicial power, and tax collection power within 10 years.
All lord power, including Macdonken, will be controlled by Macdonken. The Mograine family will only retain nominal lordship. After 10 years, most of the lordship will be recovered, and tolls can be permanently exempted from Stratholme caravans...
Did Mograine make money?
Maybe!
Being far away in the Kingdom of Stormwind, he can fight without any worries.
Normally, given the internal affairs capabilities of him and his family minister, they simply would not be able to raise enough money.
As an old-school knight, he couldn't bear to see his subjects being displaced, unable to survive the winter, and dying miserably.
I'm not bragging, but all the big guys in the league have this illusion. McDonald is an extremely rare guy, a versatile civil and military man with a talent for internal affairs.
When Andorhal is held in the hands of McDonald, the energy that can be unleashed is absolutely astonishing.
McDonald stood up and looked to the west: "Mograine, you are a good person, but...someone will not be able to sleep!"
