My ears were filled with cheers at the level of mountains and tsunami!
It's not out of McDonald's coercion, but out of sincerity.
Nobles can put on a politician's face and smile, but most knights cannot.
Despite experiencing many cruel Dark Portal battles, the people of Stratholme are still standing on the earth and are protected by the most powerful country in the world. This is already a blessing.
The most commendable thing is that the people's living standards are still rising in spite of adversity, which is remarkable.
It's not that there are no traveling merchants. The sailors and merchants who traveled across the oceans have seen the outside world.
Most of the news that comes back is bad.
In less than ten years, there have been many wars, which have greatly drained the vitality of all countries.
Only the Stratholme Federation is magically improving people's lives.
From top to bottom, the people wore more comfortable cotton-padded clothes, ate more kinds and more abundant food, owned their own houses, and had electric lighting at night.
This was unimaginable ten years ago.
Not to mention, those weird modern weapons protect them from the terrifying aliens and undead.
The one who brought all this was this miraculous man in front of me!
Their cheers were completely sincere.
"During my absence, everyone has been loyal to their duties. Thank you for your hard work. I will check the rewards one by one and will distribute them one by one." When McDonald said this, he was still talking about the lines of a general merchandiser, and no one was interested.
Thinking of it, McDonald was patrolling his vassals and people, and suddenly stopped in front of a woman.
"Master...Master, is something wrong?" Onyxia felt a little weak and asked in a low voice.
"Yes, please bend down and turn around."
McDonald's smiling expression, coupled with the deep black pupils that seemed to see through everything, made every cell in the Black Dragon Princess's body send a warning to her.
For a moment, she wanted to turn into a giant dragon regardless of everything, flap her wings and run away.
However, the scene after scene of McDonald beating her father, so desperate that he could not die, came to mind at this moment.
Well, she can't beat her father, and her father can't beat McDonald's, and McDonald's also knows the location of her lair.
There is no need to ask how to choose.
Obviously I feel extremely humiliated, but this kind of humiliation feels particularly strong for the first time. After being humiliated a lot, I get used to it.
Onyxia faced the gazes of countless puny mortals, turned around and bent over with an embarrassed look on her face.
well!
To be honest, regardless of what her real body is, this posture is still... Bah, she is bent down like an arch bridge, what a fart!
McDonald aimed at her butt and launched a decisive charge.
Please don't get me wrong!
This is the serious [War God Charge]!
In front of three thousand people, with their glasses shattered on the ground, McDonald transformed into a black rainbow, knocked Onyxia away in one breath, and launched into the city gate like a cannonball.
In order to avoid accidents, the fixed portals of every alliance main city are now designed inside the Wengcheng. Since they are isolated from the outside of the city, if an accident occurs, they will not directly reach the inner city.
The gate of Wengcheng is also not weak. The inside is made of half-meter-thick solid wood board, and the outside is covered with 5-centimeter-thick iron sheet. It has been treated with fireproofing and is also engraved with magic protective runes.
However, just such a city gate was smashed through by Onyxia.
Her head went through the door, and her body and arms were stuck in the city gate, leaving only her butt and two legs outside.
The friends who were watching were all shocked.
"I...what did I do wrong? I haven't done anything bad in the past few years!" Onyxia's aggrieved voice, combined with a weak female voice, can easily arouse the sympathy of passers-by.
Fortunately, everyone knows what she is, not just the Kelsey Grip Meter. It is not difficult to tear an ogre apart with your hands.
McDonald's cold voice came from behind Onyxia: "Yes! You didn't do it! You knew it but didn't report it. This is your sin!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Princess Black Dragon's whole body twitched violently as if she had been electrocuted. Then she froze, biting her lips and not daring to speak.
"You can run if you can! I'll tell you what [turn around and run away] means!"
McDonald's murderous intent was intense, and with just a few harsh words, Onyxia had the illusion that her past, present, and future had been completely seen through.
She had no doubt that if she dared to run away, her dragon's head would be hung at the city gate.
Can she not be afraid?
When Macdonald came back this time, somehow his single sword became a double sword.
She had never seen the other sword, but it was undoubtedly a divine weapon.
The most terrifying thing is that the sword is stained with purer and more terrifying demon blood.
You can tell just by feeling that the owner of that blood is stronger than Archimonde.
With a shock, Onyxia lowered her head: "I...I was wrong!"
"Just stay there, and when you figure it out, come to my study!"
So, from this moment on, a strange scene appeared in Stratholme City.
A humanoid female dragon was stuck at the city gate. It was exposed to the sun and rain for many days, but it didn't dare to roll off on its own.
Ignoring the suffering little female dragon, McDonald pretended that nothing had happened and returned to Stratholme Fortress with his important ministers.
This is also tradition.
At a time when foreign enemies are frequently coming, the strongest fortress in the city is the boss's residence, just like the Stormwind Fortress in Stormwind City.
Go in, sit down on your ducal throne, and receive a greeting from McDonald.
"Kael'thas!"
"I'm here." Kaizi said very respectfully.
"I have read the report. Although the results that can be used in actual combat are still slightly insufficient, you have done a good job. This is your reward." McDonald took out a large 5-liter bottle.
When Kaizi saw it, his eyes lit up.
"Could this be..."
"Well, it's that 'Could it be'. This is a diluted version to make it easier for you to quit your addiction."
Magic addiction is a hurdle that the Blood Elf Master cannot get around.
After joining the Alliance, McDonald said he would coordinate for them to see if they could get the authentic Eternal Well water from the night elves, but they couldn't coordinate.
Tyrande refuses to let go, and there is nothing anyone can do.
Kaizi has been using the diluted version of Sunwell water that McDonald's has.
No matter how much there is, there is a limit and when it is used up it will be gone.
If by that time, the blood elves have not completely given up their addiction to magic, then there will be a big problem.
This is the Sword of Damocles that hangs high on the necks of all blood elves.
What McDonald now brought out was obviously the Eternal Well water from the War of the Ancients. Even if it was diluted, it was still very effective. It would definitely not work if it was used to create another Sunwell.
Considering someone's practice of keeping hundreds of millions of hands all year round...it's used to get rid of magic addiction, save some money, it's enough!
While Kaizi was bowing respectfully, he smiled bitterly in his heart. McDonald was really taking advantage of him and his tribe.
After handling the preliminary affairs, McDonald waved his hand: "Okay, the next thing is the alliance. As the leader of the alliance, I officially issued a diplomatic warning to the tribe!"
