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Overlapping words, disgusting!
How disgusting are the goblins?
When an orc is walking on a path, there might be a net falling from the sky and covering his head, and then a bunch of green-skinned dwarfs will come out of tree holes, dog holes and other messy places to do all kinds of ruthless things.
Forget about throwing guns and darts, what's more, poisoning.
However, orcs are generally thoughtless and careless in their behavior. Who would wear a full set of armor when going hunting? They are easy to fall into.
Nowadays, the orcs have advanced in society and have the habit of carrying money with them. Who knows, those few Arathor coins will also stimulate these crazy goblins.
As a result, tens of thousands of goblins were infested throughout eastern Feralas, forcing Thrall to send the Darkspear Trolls, who were more adept at jungle warfare, to deal with these scourges.
For this reason, Thrall also made special inquiries about the alliance.
"Why can the Alliance handle the goblin guerrilla warfare? Isn't there a lot of woods in Stranglethorn Valley?"
In response, a certain Gilnean wolf king blew the nails on his hands and blew away a piece of goblin skin.
That's right, those tens of thousands of goblins hanging on the southeastern branch are mostly the work of Gilnean werewolves.
This time in the Battle of Stranglethorn Valley, the Alliance did not dispatch the ranger troops with high elves as the core. This was purely to give the old wolf king Jean an opportunity to perform.
Compared to the ranger troops who have already proven themselves on the battlefield, the Gilneans are the most eager to show off.
In the past few years, I have never had the opportunity to show my own value. Old Jean is so anxious!
Archimonde demolished the Greymane Wall with one finger, causing Gilneas to encounter the werewolf disaster in advance. More than half of the domestic agriculture collapsed, and half of the people were turned into werewolves. As a result, Gilneas's economy has not been able to recover in recent years.
This is the case with many things. A country that is trying to be autistic will have a hard time with its national economy and people's livelihood when its fragile ecology and self-circulation are broken, and there is no external capital injection.
It's all thanks to the alliance, or to be precise, the blood transfusion from a certain big dog, that the country remains in a semi-dead state.
McDonough deliberately swayed Gilneas in the five-year plan, and old Genn had no choice.
The Stratholme Federation is willing to trade with Gilneas, and the products are plentiful. The question is, do the poor werewolves have money?
This time, when he heard that he was going to beat goblins in the tropical rainforest, the old wolf king instantly transformed into a border collie, came over to ask for a fight, and refused to leave at McDonald's place.
After much talking, I managed to squeeze in a spot.
When he arrived at the battlefield, the border collie immediately turned into a wolf!
Logically speaking, jungle areas are the natural home of werewolves.
Compared to ordinary humans, werewolves' high agility and vitality are unfavorable in this place.
The goblins paid a heavy price for leaving their woodcutter without a roof.
The werewolf basically just jumps on the head of the mecha with a few small jumps, and with a claw, the goblin pilot will change his job and become the headless horseman.
The werewolf's restraint against the troll is also obvious.
The Guinels werewolf troops made great contributions in this southern expedition.
In this way, the night elves occupied the town of Everlook, the Kingdom of Stormwind occupied half of Stranglethorn Vale, the Stratholme Federation occupied half of the Tanaris Desert, and the Alliance quietly completed its expansion.
As for Rivendell, he was a little unsatisfied and applied to take over the Shining Plains north of Tanaris. McDonough agreed to attack, but Rivendell's little idea was extinguished.
"There is something wrong with that poor place in the Shining Plains. Once Deathwing Neltharion appears, that place will be in trouble."
Rivendell suddenly realized that that was Brother Wing's lair?
He understood it wrong, and McDonald couldn't say it clearly. He couldn't tell him that after the cataclysm, it would turn into an underwater world, right?
This does not prevent Rivendell from playing tank racing on the open land in the Shining Plains where goblins can use it to play with traffic jams.
The T-34 is fully fueled and has a range of two hundred kilometers at a time, which makes the Goblin's tank go to hell.
The Alliance's persecution only caused more goblins to go to the tribe to cause trouble.
Compared with the success of the alliance, Feras has simply fallen into the quagmire of war...
Seeing the tribe and the goblins happily playing games, McDonald felt relieved and continued to develop technology.
The war in Stranglethorn Valley is basically over.
The results obtained were fully in line with the Alliance's requirements for this low-intensity war, and MacDonald withdrew to his Stratholme City with great satisfaction.
Dark Portal May 19, 2010.
On this day, a certain high priest of the moon god who was not doing his job came for a stroll again.
Huh? Why do you need to use the word [again]?
I don't know how many high elves secretly criticized Tyrande for having ulterior motives. Unfortunately, this is where the high priest's status is.
Head of state!
If McDonald's has nothing to do, he must receive her.
"Your Majesty the High Priest, are you so free?"
"No, I'm concerned about the alliance's next strategy. What's wrong with coming to discuss matters with the alliance leader in person?" Tyrande said while pressing one hand on McDonald's desk, leaning down and stroking his hands at the same time.
Hair on the temples.
wipe!
No need for snipers to report, even the cooking team almost saw it.
Ahem!
I, McDonald, am a serious person.
well!
I definitely don’t care about the altitude or size of the Twin Mountains of Hyjal!
Tyrande chuckled, Macdonald's reaction was funny in her eyes.
The more he refused to obey, the more she wanted to tease him. She had been waiting for so long anyway, so there was no shortage of time.
"Yes! That's right." McDonald's pupils forcibly lost focus under the influence of will.
Tyrande flipped over a report on McDonald's desk that she had read before: "What do you think about Blackstone Mountain?"
It's a bit funny to say this.
The tribe is so powerful, and there are thousands of troops to avoid white robes, no, they are the Holy Grail robes of the Stratholme army. Instead, the Blackstone Orcs in Blackstone Mountain start acting like monsters. Do you think it is funny or not?
McDonald curled his lips: "Isn't it just that Nefarian was unconvinced after being beaten and let the cannon fodder do the trouble?"
"You might as well let the people from Trident kill these troublemaking scum."
"This... the Trident troops have been a little inconvenient recently."
"What? I didn't hear that you have any major plans to call them!"
As the ace of the alliance, the Trident Force always does the dirtiest and most tiring work, takes the greatest risks, and kills the most enemies. Every move they make falls in the eyes of all the big guys, and they almost become who McDonald wants to fight.
The weather vane.
When McDonald heard this, he was embarrassed on the spot.
He really didn't know how to explain to Tyrande that those idiots fell into a trap because their favorite island star Yui Aragaki, who always said she was his wife, officially announced her marriage before May 20.
Autistic state.
At a glance, most of the messages in the system chat group are "My wife is getting married and she is not happy!"
The few exceptions are "I will always like Mr. Fukada."
By the way, these guys used to say "cry once, make trouble three times" and so on all day long.
Alas, the dirty god is indeed the eternal mudslide among sand sculpture players.