20,000 soldiers went out and were severely defeated. In the end, only 3,000 remnants of the army escaped. The most ironic thing is that the nearly ten nobles who took the lead in fleeing were attacked by a group of elite doomsday guards in an air attack, and even their heads were lost.
Thanks to the fact that the night elves have been competing with the trolls for continental hegemony all year round, except for the dead upper elf who play magic, the martial arts is still prevalent among the night elves. There is no such thing as nobles commanding wars thousands of miles away in this era.
of.
No matter how noble you are, you must be on the front line.
With so many soldiers, nobles of a corresponding level must be present at the scene.
Now it’s good, it’s just a pot of food.
In this regard, Mr. Mai said that it was a good death - how many night elves who did not even join the alliance died, does it have anything to do with Mr. Mai?
At this point, he no longer hesitated and announced: "Contact the Dragon Clan, the God of the Wilderness, the Tauren... We need all the forces that can be combined to fight the Burning Legion together!"
"This..." A lot of nobles below were embarrassed.
McDonald placed his hands on the military chairman's desk, and his leaning posture gave people the illusion that a tiger was about to pounce.
He had a smile on his face, and onlookers would rather he was smiling or had a poker face.
"Or do you have a better idea? Otherwise, if the leader of the alliance thinks he can do it better, then who and who will do it?"
Let’s switch to the keyboard warriors of the new generation on earth, who 100% say ‘I want to drink cold drinks, do I still need to learn how to build a refrigerator’?
But in this era, the saying "If you do it, don't beep if you go" is fatal!
Anyone with eyes can tell at a glance that McDonald's is unstoppable.
As the deputy leader, he has always performed well and won an immediate victory in the first battle after the restoration.
Most of the nobles who were not from the Xingchen lineage shivered and fell silent.
"We have no reason to oppose the wise decision of the leader!" This is McDonald's "own" shill.
"This is the decision of the alliance leader, and we shall abide by it." The fence-sitter decisively gave up.
Are you kidding me?
This is no longer some kind of release on the spot!
Anyone who disobeys will be killed directly!
Unless it's time to play trapped beast in Black Crow's Fortress, no one can escape the battlefield.
No matter how awesome the Sunstar is, he can only manage one side of the battlefield, but not the flanks, right? Then who will take care of the flanks?
What happened today has scared most of the fence-sitters.
McDonald looked around and found that no nobleman dared to jump out to commit suicide. He nodded with satisfaction: "In that case, this is everyone's collective opinion. If you have no objections, please sign."
I don’t know how many nobles there were secretly scolding the eighteenth generation of the Xingchen family!
Grab the bamboo shoots!
The night elves have all their bamboo shoots taken away by you!
If you sign your name, if you don't do it well, you will be nailed on the pillar of shame as "having liaison with a foreign enemy". You know, this was originally just a 'civil war' about the night elves. They 'cleared the emperor' and turned around and succeeded.
You can beautify yourself.
Now that McDonald is tied up to sign autographs, the nature is different. If he loses the battle and is caught by Queen Azshara, he will not even have the chance to cheat his loyal ministers.
But the situation is stronger than that of the elves!
It just happened that the previous leader of the alliance was on the street and the power changed. Since I was not in a position to seize power, I had no choice but to accept it.
Regardless of whether they are willing or not, all the elves signed a contract of betrayal.
It takes time to contact the wilderness gods and dragons. When McDonald announced that he would send an envoy, the topic was dropped. The topic of discussion returned to the frontal battlefield, and something interesting happened at this time.
This time, a group of nobles refused to act as partial troops and cover the flanks of the army.
"We are willing to follow the leader and listen to his teachings..."
They said a lot of gorgeous compliments, and every word was pure flattery.
So, after repeatedly asking these cowards, McDonald made a decision that left all the nobles speechless: "Garold Shadowsong! I want to make you my vassal, are you willing?"
"Ah!" Jarod was stunned on the spot.
He is from a commoner background.
In the night elves with solidified classes, how easy is it to be promoted to the nobility?
This is a no-brainer!
Jarod is an elf talent. In addition to serving the country, his common sense is also imprisoned in the traditions of the elves. At this time when Druid teachings have not yet dominated the entire clan, becoming a noble is the only way to rise in social class.
After just being stunned for a moment, he nodded happily.
What follows is a set of elven red tape. At the end, McDonald announced: "I will make you my baron! And for your fief, use your bravery to fight for it!"
"Yes!" Even if it was a false title of baron, it was enough to make Jarod extremely excited.
"Okay! Just bring your newly formed troops to protect the flanks of our main army!"
For Jarod Shadowsong, a little-known commoner, to become a lower-level noble, the other elven nobles are certainly not happy.
But someone has to go to the wings.
Isn't this looking for death with those twenty-five-year-old troops who have just been collected for a few days?
If it were them, they would think that it would be impossible for them to come back alive.
Looks full of fooling and malice unabashedly circulated in the eyes of quite a few nobles: 'What Shadow Song? These soldiers will be buried with you!'
Jarod... was flattered!
He thought that he was a tool elf, gathering and gathering, leading soldiers, and after training them, the noble master could pick the peaches and take away the soldiers.
He is a commoner with neither a title nor an official title such as general.
Everything is different now. Even if he is the lowest-level baron, he is also a baron directly subordinate to the alliance leader. He represents the face of the Xingchen family. As long as the Xingchen family does not collapse, he can at least use his family reputation to suppress the generals recruited below.
As for the subsequent development, it depends on him.
If you win, your position will be secure.
He has reached the sky in one step!
After the military meeting was over, he immediately waited in front of McDonald's study door.
"Here he comes?" McDonald didn't even raise his eyebrows. Over the years, he has developed the demeanor that a man of power should have. He is too approachable at this time, but it will scare a country bumpkin like Jarrod.
"I come to listen to my lord's teachings!"
"Come in!"
Once inside, the maid serves drinks.
Jarod sat nervously.
There was no such thing as tea in this era. Flower petals soaked in Moon Well water were considered scented tea. This was one of the few things that Mai was used to drinking.
"Garold, do you mind if I call you by your first name?"
"Of course I don't mind, my lord, it's my honor."
"I let you lead so many troops purely because I like your talent. Jarod! Times have changed!"
"Um?"
"When the most powerful person commits evil deeds that tarnish his bloodline, then the bloodline is no longer worth mentioning."
"ah?"
"That bitch Azshara actually betrayed the entire Kaldorei clan in an attempt to marry Sargeras, the Lord of the Burning Legion. Doesn't that bitch want to think about the fact that Sargeras is ten times bigger than the mountain giant?"
