Maiev immediately woke up and did not dare to look directly into McDonald's eyes. She turned her gaze away, lowered her head, and whispered: "I am your Youlemei!"
McDonald:???
Bah! I have been so brainwashed by the sand sculpture players that these funny phantom sounds like [Feng Tianlong] appear in my mind.
Obviously Maiev said "exclusive priest!"
After his brain shut down for a tenth of a second, McDonald replied domineeringly: "Very good!"
After confirming the master-servant relationship, McDonald no longer forced Maiev, stepped away, and returned to sit on the chair behind his desk.
Maiev took small steps and stood in front of the desk, looking like a frustrated little daughter-in-law.
"Fortunately, you are attacking me here. If it were in public, I would have directly exiled you."
Maiev trembled. At this time, she was really scared.
The concept of commoners' obedience to nobles is rooted in the hearts of most night elves. This is due to the social environment. If she is really exiled, is she expected to kneel down and lick Queen Azshara?
"I'm sorry! I was wrong."
Oh oh oh! It's so rare to hear an apology from that donkey-tempered and stubborn Maiev.
"Hmph! It seems that you are not confused enough yet!"
"Please give me your instructions, my lord."
"It's okay if you dissatisfy Tyrande. But if you openly oppose Tyrande's order, it will affect the overall situation of the goddess Elune uniting all forces to fight against the Burning Legion."
Maiev trembled, her head lowered, and her chin almost submerged into the scar on her chest.
"Why did I give Tyrande the Sentinel? What you lose is what you gain, do you understand?"
"ah!"
"You go to Tyrande now and tell Elune that you want to form a melee-based force called [Watchers], [Guardians], anything. Directly dig priests from the Sisters of Elune.
Be the backbone of the new army, and then I will give you soldiers here. Remember, this army is in Elune's name."
This time, Maiev really understood.
If she didn't listen to Tyrande, she was disobeying the goddess's order, and that was her fault.
With the troops divided, even the departments are different, Tyrande has no command over the new army. Maiev can do whatever she wants to treat Tyrande. The wonderful thing is that everyone still believes in Elune, so why stay in the nest?
On the contrary, it is all the sisterhood's own business.
McDonald saw through early on that it was impossible for Maiev to turn against the goddess Elune. Since this was a plot that would inevitably happen in the future, he simply went along with the flow and sold a favor to Elune.
As for Maiev?
Haha! Just a little extra!
He did it casually, which in Maiev's eyes was completely different from the nobleman in front of him. He seemed careless, but he actually cared about her! In order to gain power for her, he gave up a lot of military power that originally belonged to him.
As long as the army is not destroyed and the organization is completely lost, it can be passed down from generation to generation.
Anyone who mentions this army will immediately think of its founder.
At this moment, Maiev felt that her desire for power and vanity were completely satisfied.
A strong impulse dominated Maiev, driving her to move her face closer, and what did she see?
Macdonald actually pulled back his chair, his big cock ready to move, ready to strike.
Shouldn't you be very happy to see such an exquisite purple beauty hugging her? Your face is full of disgust, and you are ready to print your big shoes on her. What does this mean?
Maiev's heart was hurt.
Well, of course, this is nothing compared to the fact that she can finally legally compete with Tyrande.
As long as she doesn't die suddenly, the night elf's lifespan is still very long, and she has plenty of time to become the Priest! of the Hawke Star!
Maiev was a ruthless girl. She gritted her teeth and turned her impulse into respect. She changed her posture from leaning forward into a bow.
"Thank you, my lord, for the gift!"
"Uh, well, um, if you have nothing to do, go down. I'll mobilize the ordnance and manpower here first."
"Yes" Maiev walked away happily.
To someone, the backside looks like a wriggling purple cantaloupe or something, which is quite an eyesore.
McDonald kept telling himself: If you endure it any longer, you can run away! The War of the Ancients is over, Maiev, Tyrande, etc. are none of my business. If you have any problem, go to the damn Sunstar!
Days passed, and every day the elven troops were destroyed and reorganized.
Soon, everyone was used to this kind of thing.
The longer he stayed, the more McDonald realized that those night elf nobles were scum.
If the ability value of 100 is the full value, most of these guys are in single digits, and basically only the force is slightly less eye-catching. On average, it is about Uncle Hogg per capita!
That's right! Just like the elite monster kobold known as the rookie killer in Elwynn Forest, it is just a slightly larger infantry.
It’s not that there are no elves among the nobles. There are naturally tall ones among the dwarves, such as Dath’Remar* Sunstrider!
He is the famous Sun King father, Kaizi's father.
But at this point in time, Dath'Remar, an upper elf noble, is still in Azshara, and theoretically still carries the label of the Queen's licker.
McDonald's doesn't use Tyrande, One Egg, Malfurion, Shadowsong and other civilian stars. Basically no one uses them.
Even the struggling Luo Ning was left to lead the mage group by McDonald after he recovered from his injury.
I don’t mean to discredit the resistance, but the background of this era is like this. Basically, the upper elves control all the magic knowledge. Anyone with a bit of magic talent went to Azshara to sell themselves to obtain the right to use the Well of Eternity.
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There is not a single archmage on the resistance side.
This resulted in the fact that even though Luo Ning, a human being of unknown origin and endorsed by someone named Mai, still nominally controlled all night elf mages.
It took a full month and a half from the time the envoy was sent to the time he received the reply. McDonald, with his group of Zhan Bai Zha, who were hundreds of millions better than Zhan Wu Zha, managed to survive the arrival of reinforcements.
On this day, the mountains in the distance were roaring, surging, and moving.
This is not an exaggerated rhetoric, the mountains are really moving!
The forest is also moving, not just one tree, but the whole forest is moving.
Look at the other side, the land burned by the Burning Legion is still burning with flames.
A gust of wind blew.
McDonald muttered in front of the Yingge siblings: "Well, the wind is a bit noisy today!"
Perhaps, this is Fenglin Huoshan!
Even though Mount Hyjal has been seen once thousands of years later, most night elves have never seen it!
A mountain giant seven or eight stories tall!
Ancient war trees ranging from five to ten stories high!
When the soldiers of all races in the forest, led by the huge white deer, slowly approached the Black Crow Fortress, McDonald's really realized what a card is!
The Shadow Song siblings swallowed their saliva at the same time.
Among the elves who were shocked and lost their minds, only McDonald was extremely calm. He patted Jarod on the shoulder: "I told you to lead the strongest army in history. Now, go and receive your soldiers.
