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Chapter 547 Free Assistance

"Oh?" Actor Mai raised his eyebrows.

Of course he knew what happened to old Jean.

Not to brag, but after Gilneas returned to the Alliance for the first time in history, Genn followed Anduin Wrynn around. He really tried his best, fighting for the last bit of his fortune, and completed his transformation from an arrogant and arrogant husky to an obedient border collie.

Turn around.

However, at this moment, he is supposed to be the alliance commander who "doesn't know what happened to Gilneas."

Pretending to be thoughtful for a moment, McDonald said decisively, "No. At the same time, notify all allies of His Majesty Greymane's arrival, and help Sir Whisperwind with some knowledge."

"Okay." Alleria seemed hesitant to speak, her long golden eyebrows twitching slightly.

"What's wrong?"

"Gilneas... seems to be in very bad condition. I heard that the werewolves invaded the capital and caused considerable damage. His Majesty Greymane stood at the gates of Corin in the heavy snow all night."

McDonald could guess what he was saying. If someone hadn't asked Ysera to expel the Book of Medivh into the Silverpine Forest, how could the Gilneans have suffered this? At least they would have played the isolation game in the city wall for ten more times.

Every eight years, I have no choice but to come out again.

McDonald said hello, and within five minutes, the tool man Barsselas rushed over.

"If Gilneas is in trouble, from a humanitarian standpoint, we can first give them some second-hand linen winter clothes, and provide minimum food and medicine support according to the number of people he reported." McDonald emphasized: "Whether they are fattened or fattened,

Large areas starve to death, Gilneans freeze to death, and you are the only one I ask!"

"Yes..." Barcellas grimaced.

Over the years, Macdonald has long been proficient in the ways of serving as a servant. He patted Barcellas on the shoulder and said, "After doing this job, you will be Sir Barcellas."

When Barcellas heard this, he couldn't stand it on the spot.

Ah! It’s the Tool Man’s tears that are flying... He comes out to perform [Water Power]!

It’s so, so difficult!

The internal affairs officer seems to have a lot of power, but in fact his status is fictitious. All his glory and power come from the lord. The lord can kill him with just one sentence. Even if he finds some excuse to hang him on the spot, no one will

Say a nice word for him.

A knighthood is the smallest title, and it is not even included in the official title sequence of "Gonghou Bozinan". It is also beyond ordinary people.

Even though the Jazz is small, it still depends on where the Jazz is.

The seven human kingdoms in the alliance fell to their knees and collapsed. Every country was wiped out and a king died. Only Stratholme remained standing.

It’s really not a lie. After all the wars, the name of Lordaeron has begun to fade from people’s memory. The most popular place, or the recognized ‘country’, has become Stratholme.

"I would rather have a village in Stratholme than a province in other countries" has long been the consensus of the nobles of the human kingdom.

Stratholme is ridiculously rich and ridiculously powerful.

Even though McDonald's has been awarded many titles, it is still too few for a country.

That’s right, country!

A few days ago, Mograine and Abidis reached an agreement with McDonald. Abidis officially obtained the Silverpine Forest, Mograine took the Tirisfal Glades, and the territory of Andorhal was officially transferred.

To McDonald's.

The above is just a real-name representation of McDonald’s existing interests.

The key lies behind

Lake Lordamre and Alterac Mountain, two territories large enough to form an independent country, were administered by Macdonken for 99 years, and it was up to him to designate who would be the legal lord of the next territory.

At the same time, Lao Mo, Abidis and McDonald's officially merged, and the official name to the outside world is [Stratholm Federation]!

Silverpine Forest Territory and Tirisfal Territory only enjoy independent military power and taxation power. All other powers, including internal political power, diplomatic power, etc., are all owned by McDonald.

There is no way. The only ones who can fight like this, develop industry and improve people's livelihood are the McDonald's family. Although Lao Mo and Lao Mo can follow the old aristocrat's play style and close the territory to play on their own, their lives will definitely be very bad. After all, these two territories

After being ravaged by the Scourge, the land was almost completely white. We were still counting on McDonald's mechanized planting and hooking up with the night elf druids to restore the land.

They are both very knowledgeable.

In the past, no nobles in Lordaeron would recognize it.

In fact, more than 90% of the old Lordaeron nobles have failed, and the remaining cats and dogs have all been absorbed by Lao Mo and Abidis, and they will not be able to make waves for at least a hundred years.

This is equivalent to McDonald's inheriting the entire legacy of the Kingdom of Lordaeron.

At this point, Macdonald's road to kingship is actually missing the last crown.

This is a tacit political understanding!

McDonough announced to the entire alliance that he would not be crowned king until the Lich King and Terenas were defeated.

This not only reflects the respect for the late king, but also demonstrates Macdonald's magnanimity.

It's not impossible for him to be eager to be crowned king, and other countries will definitely arrange him secretly afterwards.

Looking back, in history, no king has rewarded his meritorious service without giving any reward, and created a bunch of shrunken fiefs, and even created nominal nobles with titles but no fiefs.

McDonald's men are all real aristocrats!

Barcellas was so touched when he got a knighthood.

That afternoon, Barthras, who was riding a gryphon, straightened his waist when he saw King Zeon.

To be fair, he would be a better knight than Jean.

"Good day, Your Majesty Greymane, I am Sir Barthras, Prime Minister of the Federation of Stratholme!" With this opening statement, Jean did not dare to underestimate this tool man.

Old Jean's hair was gray, but he gave Barsselas a strange feeling, as if he was stronger?

"Good day, Lord Barcellas." Jean's tone was humble enough: "Duke Stratholme...are you willing to see me?"

"Back in the alliance, many unpleasant things happened to each other. Before getting approval from the heads of the alliance, my lord believed that private contact was not appropriate."

The corners of Jean's mouth squirmed a few times, and coupled with the big beard, the feeling of weakness was extremely obvious.

"At least... at least... help Gilneas first! The terrifying demon Archimonde came and destroyed the Greymane Wall defenses. Although our country was lucky enough to escape the invasion of the Burning Legion, a large number of werewolves came to the country.

Within the territory. I...A large number of farmers in our country were killed and their farmland was destroyed. There is a serious shortage of food and cold clothing for winter."

"That's no problem. My Lord has ordered me to allocate supplies and provide free assistance to our fellow human beings from a humanitarian standpoint."

This is actually a good thing!

But Jean saw that in the winter of January, a group of Stratholme soldiers wearing down jackets were so hot that they were sweating while carrying the linen clothes given to Gilneas...

Jean felt like he had been hit by a 10,000-point psychic attack.


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