The sunwell exploded, and the sand sculpture players were as excited as setting off firecrackers during the New Year, shouting "Deidara", "SpongeBob SquarePants" and other mysterious words.
At this time, Kaizi, who was far away in the Southern Continent, didn't know what the hell his home was bombed into, and McDonald had no obligation to broadcast the whole thing live to him.
It’s not that it’s impossible to broadcast, it’s a different kind of ‘shrimp and pig heart’.
At least at the moment when the Sunwell exploded, everyone in the alliance knew why Mai's main force had been holding back in the North Fortress, refusing to step out of the fortress.
If you go early, you will be invading the border of the Long-Eared Country. You will not be pleased with both sides, and you will be forced to fight against the main force of the Scourge Legion. If not, if the 300,000 troops pass by, they will just listen to the bang and deliver the food as soon as they are told.
I went there too late, all the bones were gone, and I couldn't catch anything.
The speed of McDonald's attack was mastered to perfection.
On the sea west of Sun Chaser Island, Tanred looked at the Alliance air force whizzing by above his head, especially when he saw the black dragon that had almost become the symbol of the Alliance leader, he yelled: "McDonald's, you have to pay for my ship!"
The huge waves still caused losses to the Kul Tiran fleet. Several boats capsized, but the people were fine. It was just that the boats could not withstand the huge waves and they were doomed.
"Haha! It's not a big deal. Tell me the number later," McDonald said from a distance.
With this promise, the sea prince calmed down.
As expected...
Generous, benevolent and righteous, my father will never deceive me.
Led by Onyxia, followed by all the griffons from the alliance, almost all the powerful players from the alliance came.
On the back of the Black Dragon Princess, looking at the pillar of light soaring into the sky and the smoke and dust in the sky, the three Windrunner sisters were momentarily lost in their thoughts.
It has been a thousand years, and although she has never been a mage, many of her ideals are still ingrained in her bones. Vereesa looked at this scene and murmured: "Do we have to blow up the Sunwell?"
"Otherwise? Even with the lives of one million Alliance soldiers, it would be impossible to eliminate so many undead. Moreover, I have obtained the consent of King Kael'thas." McDonald curled his lips: "By the way, this time I will also allow
Now that the stubborn mage faction is finished, just think of me as venting your anger on your two sisters."
What McDonald was talking about was that when the two of them were still Ranger Generals, they had been suppressed by the Mages for a long time and suffered a lot of injustice.
He really mentioned it casually, how could he feel the same way that they had been the doormats for thousands of years?
The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.
He personally raised hundreds of thousands of troops just to breathe a sigh of relief.
What kind of spirit is this!?
McDonald really mentioned it casually and didn't even notice that Alleria and Sylvanas, who were sitting in the back row, swayed at the same time.
This detail is really very subtle.
After all, no matter how smoothly the dragon flies, it still needs to vibrate its wings. Since it is muscle activity, it inevitably shakes up and down.
The two sisters were stunned to realize something was wrong with each other, and looked at each other. Their faces were slightly red at the same time, and they looked away guiltily, not daring to look at each other again.
Alleria bit her lower lip unconsciously and stirred the golden hair hanging from her temples with her left index finger.
Sylvanas used the index and middle fingers of her right hand as if walking like a little person, constantly lighting the tail feathers of the arrows in the quiver, as if counting the arrows for the last time before the battle.
At this time, the sound of cannons bursting out from below interrupted the wonderful atmosphere very well.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The thundering sound of the cannon was far beyond the roar heard before.
"This is..." Vereesa looked at the steel giant floating on the sea below.
"Haha, her name is [Warspite]!" McDonald smiled handsomely.
"Warspite." Vereesa said on the repeater.
It was the three sisters, Valeera and Liadrin who were lost in thought.
They felt ridiculous at the same time - wasn't it? The Stratholme God of War, who had never suffered a single defeat since his debut and was recognized as the strongest in the entire alliance, actually named the most memorable first steel battleship produced by his company [
War-weary]?
How ironic is this?
This is very true. From daily conversations, we can know that McDonald's is actually not enthusiastic about war at all. All the preparations this guy makes are based on self-protection.
That kind of fear of death and stability is simply engraved in my bones.
They had long inquired about the character of Macdonald before the [Dark Portal] incident: they praised him for being a dandy, he was proficient in poetry and writing, he was ignorant of astronomy and geography, and he was extravagant.
.
To put it bluntly, this guy is a scumbag. If he didn't have that ducal skin, he would have been beaten to death long ago.
However……
It was such an [Elf Controller] who publicly vowed to bring back a large number of elves, but he didn't make any move after abducting them;
It was such a seemingly ignorant guy who became the undefeated God of War on the battlefield.
This exaggerated contrast made them sigh, the battlefield can really change a person.
It's just that this change is too big, it's like a different person.
Especially Liadrin, from the beginning she always felt that she was going to pounce on her at the next moment and inflict violent abuse, but recently she has become numb, wondering if she is not beautiful enough...
While the girls were muttering in their hearts, McDonald was completely unaware that the mere name "War Exhausted" caused so many unnecessary interpretations.
As a conscientious person, as a fan of "Azur Lane", the name he chose was really random.
The point of the matter is that this test ship has too many tricks up its sleeves. Taken together, it is only at the level of World War I. Especially the 15-inch (380mm) naval gun is simply eye-catching!
There is no other way, if the mechanical craftsmanship is not up to par, then it is not up to par!
Land-based cannons can be adjusted to larger sizes at will. The space on a sea-going ship is limited and the ship is rocking, so the requirements will be much higher.
He didn't remember many names of ships from the First World War, so he randomly typed in the name of an old ship that he remembered.
Who knew it would lead to over-understanding?
This is like taking a reading comprehension test. If you ask the person who wrote the article to do the reading comprehension on his own, he will probably not get a perfect score.
Things in the world are so bizarre.
In other words, even a 380mm MK1-class naval gun can teach Lao Taizi how to behave.
Sunwell Highlands at the same time.
Terenas was so angry that his beard blew away!
This is not an adjective, it is really blown away.
In anger, with the power of death surging all over his body, and having just suffered a nuclear explosion, the dry muscles of Lao Taizi's jaw really couldn't hold the beard that was starting to wither.
A handful of white beards just flew away.
He never expected that a cooked duck could actually fly.
I couldn't get enough of Andorhal's collar, so I came all the way to Long Ears. The real owner was killed. Who would have thought of cheating McDonald's?
Old Taizi was trembling all over. If he hadn't stuck [Frostmourne] on the floor at the last moment and opened a hemispherical ice shield, he would have probably knelt down.
Now the entire Sunwell Highlands, except for a cone-shaped area left at an angle of about 40 degrees and extending for more than a kilometer, has been flattened.
A moment ago, the entire Sun Chaser Island was crowded with elite undead creatures. Now less than one tenth is left.
"McDang--" Old Taizi roared with extreme anger and was only halfway through his roar when he was blown away by a naval gun shell.
