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Chapter 486: Not Much Good News

Thrall was indeed betting, betting that Archimonde would put more pressure on the two opposing families, making them afraid to act recklessly.

Even if he thought that there was a 99% chance that McDonald, whom he had never met before, would not be the kind of tough guy who would take out a 40-meter long knife to chop him, he would try his best to eliminate the remaining 1% chance of conflict.

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On the opposite side, Mr. Mai never gave Thrall a good look. He deliberately assumed the same posture as Commander Ikari Yuantang. While recalling the evil deeds of the orcs back then, he looked at Thrall with cold and calm eyes.

In Thrall's eyes, this is a warning. Be smart. You forced me to take out a 40-meter long knife and sweep across the old tribe. I took out the knife, but taking it back is a technical job. Be smarter.

I won't accept the knife.

Here, Thrall is mixed with "World Thrall", which naturally makes sense.

Even though there was a serious lack of information on the tribe, he still got a rough idea of ​​what was going on from little information, and that was why he took the initiative to come this time.

World Shaman made an impassioned speech, describing the cruelty of the Burning Legion, and repeatedly emphasized that demons are the common enemy.

In the end, he was extremely sincere!

"I know that both the Horde and the orcs in the past have done many things that hurt the feelings of the night elves and the Alliance. This is a misunderstanding caused by different racial styles. I also know that everyone cannot forget the bloody history of the past, but at least

At this time, the three of us should put aside our prejudices and work together."

Thrall sat down slowly and glanced back and forth at the faces of the two bosses, McDonald and Tyrande, trying to get a glimpse of their reactions and then speculate on their mental activities.

Tyrande knew that it was her time to speak first, her beautiful eyes flashed: "Your Majesty, Commander-in-Chief Stratholme, I also don't want to forgive the Horde's evil deeds, but at least at this time, we night elves believe that the Horde will fight against the Burning Legion.

Sincerity. What do you think?"

McDonald changed the posture of interlocking his fingers, and slowly touched the solid wood table with his right index finger.

"Ta! Ta! Ta!" After knocking ten times in a rhythm, McDonald said: "The Alliance can't believe that the Horde has changed its mind. However, they agreed to settle each other's accounts after the Battle of Mount Hyjal. The Alliance will settle the accounts.

There is only one requirement for the tribe in this war."

"Say." Sal is neither humble nor arrogant.

"You know the strength of the Alliance. On the other hand, take out the good stuff from your [Iron Horde], and don't fool us with a bunch of bone weapons and cannon fodder that doesn't care about death."

"no problem."

Having said this, the three leaders of the tribe secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

McDonald continued: "As a sign of sincerity, I will return this to you first."

Mai Dalao made a gesture, and standing five meters away behind him, Uther, the honest man of Tianzi No. 1, immediately took out a handful of things from a big box that made Sal drool.

Wu Mengnan strode forward, using the holy light to resist the erosion of the fire element, handed over the [Hammer of Destruction] with both hands, and said righteously: "The tribe keeps its word, and the alliance keeps its word."

That awe-inspiring righteousness, not to mention Thrall, even Tyrande who was watching could not help but be moved by it.

It is impossible for the night elves not to know about the situation in Durotar. It is the Alliance that restricts the Horde. Couldn't Tyrande send dark elf thieves there to check on the situation?

The whole process seems to be that the Alliance is aboveboard and does everything it says, while the Horde is despicable and kills innocent people indiscriminately.

If Tyrande had a choice, he wouldn't even want cannon fodder from the Horde.

hehe!

On the other side, there was a commotion in the system group.

[Oath to the Covenant]: "Damn it! I'm so touched. If our brothers hadn't done something in the swamp with our own hands, I would have been moved to tears."

By the way, [app] is really good and worth installing. After all, it can cache reading and read aloud offline!

[Bing Lei Meng Hen]: "Well, Boss Mai takes full responsibility and will not accept any refutation."

McDonald: "..."

The bosses of the three parties have negotiated the cooperation framework, and all that is left is the details, which naturally have to be discussed by the second, third, and fourth leaders below.

This kind of thing is nothing more than complicated matters such as how to dispatch troops, how to calculate supplies, and marching routes.

As soon as Thrall was sent away here, Tyrande came to find Macdonken.

"Your Excellency said before that when Archimonde enters Mount Hyjal, he will send troops to raid the demonic portal in Orgrimmar City, intercept the opponent and continue to send reinforcements. How sure are you of this matter?" Tyrande said seriously.

Staring at this delicate face painted with strange oil paint as a facial pattern, and looking at the other person's helpless and slightly anxious eyes, McDonald had a strange feeling, and he was suddenly distracted.

Throughout the history of Azeroth, Tyrande was not a very wise and mighty leader. It felt like he was just above average.

When you encounter a big problem, there is no capable person around you to rely on.

No matter how capable the Stormrage brothers were in this life, at least they were able to survive the upcoming eruption of Mount Hyjal. One fell asleep and the other ran away according to the 'original plan'.

This made Tyrande look so helpless.

Could it be that these two brothers have their own [Torture to Stop a Girl], ah, [Landry's Torment (commonly known as the Mask of Pain)], specifically to free Tyrande?

Although McDonald was not interested in speculating about what Malfurion would become, he still felt that Tyrande was pitiful.

Regarding Tyrande's question, McDonald gave an affirmative answer.

"There is a 90% chance of success. If the goddess Elune is willing to help with a little help, then it will be 100%!"

So confident?

Tyrande was slightly surprised.

What McDonald thought was: Nonsense! The ship girl is invincible!

"Don't you need help from the night elves?"

"If possible, let Shandis Yuyue come to suppress the battle."

"good!"

The next two days will be the time for the tribe and alliance to step up their efforts to send troops.

On the other hand, Archimonde's movements were strange. He seemed to see through the swamp that was just a bait for the Alliance. He did not immediately kill the swamp in the Barrens, but instead used violence to break through the barrier.

The mountains of Lontar and Azshara regions pushed all the way into the Azshara region.

Later, McDonald found out that it was Longmian Temple that had contributed.

"McDonald's, I'm sorry, we may need more efforts from you mortals here." Ysera suddenly made McDonald fall asleep halfway.

"how?"

Ysera made a long story short: "Dragonrest Temple is busy repairing the loopholes in the space barrier to deal with the demon army invading from the space channel. This time, I may not be able to help you deal with Archimonde for the time being."

Looking at the green-haired dragon girl in front of him, McDonald blinked. He was not surprised at all. Historically, the guardian dragons disappeared en masse, and even important demons like Meng De were rampant without even a single glance.

It seems that this is the truth behind history, or the evolution of the plot in this life.

"Then, we detected a large number of ice dragons heading south. They may break their agreement with Wyrmrest Temple and participate in the attack on Mount Hyjal." Ysera was nervous.

"We promised not to release the Black Dragon Princess first. Since the other party has breached the contract, we have nothing to worry about. Okay, enough bad news. Is there any good news?"

"Yes, Nozdormu successfully adjusted the structure of the planet's shield to prevent more demons from being sent to Orgrimmar."


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