Kaizi watched for a while. Although he knew that the orcs were incompetent and furious, more than 90% of the farmers who came up one after another were frightened.
The second round began, when the farmers worked in groups of three, holding guns and facing this terrifying orc again.
No matter how scared they were, no matter how much their legs were shaking, they still managed to stand still for more than a minute.
Kaizi turned around: "This is..."
McDonald smiled: "Make some preparations."
Kaizi squinted his eyes and raised his long golden eyebrows, looking a little happy no matter how he looked at it: "Your Excellency, are you so sure that the orcs will attack the Stratholme Territory?"
McDonald said sternly: "Before this, I had never seen such a terrifying creature with my own eyes. After I saw it, I admitted that I was scared. I looked through a large number of books in the Lordaeron Library, and the only thing that made me
What comes to mind is the ancient war ten thousand years ago."
Kaizi's beautiful pupils shrank suddenly: "What you are saying is..."
"Yes! It's the demon in that shocking war that destroyed the upper elf empire. The same rage, the same dehumanization, and unscrupulous killing."
There is no need for Watson to find blind spots.
McDonald puts the answer directly on the riddle, just like if a person is called Joe, Sle, or Guale, it's your problem that you can't tell the difference.
As for whether Kaizi believes it or not, God knows.
Given another example, Kaizi might not be easily stimulated. This must be faced squarely.
The ancient war is the eternal pain of the elves. If the ruler of the year, Queen Azshara, did not seek death, there would be no Druid sect that advocates nature, let alone the second division of the elves - Kai
His grandfather, Dath'Remar Sunstrider, said he was working alone, but in fact he was in exile. He led a group of people to the east, and Quel'Thalas became what it is today.
Thousands of years ago, humans don’t know how many generations ago, they must have felt nothing. For the elves who live long lives, this is a matter of three generations.
Kaizi held his chin and pondered for a moment: "Can I try the orc's fighting power?"
"Within ten, whatever." McDonald raised his hand, and a bunch of tool men immediately dragged out 10 orc warriors.
Even though they were tied with two thick iron chains, they still kept struggling and roaring, their red eyes kept scanning the surroundings, and it took great effort for the strong men to control them.
"Baron Sagunar, can I ask you for a favor?" Kaizi said gently to a burly elf man next to him.
"It is an honor to serve His Highness."
As one of the four most famous tool men around Kaizi in history, Sagunar still has some reputation at this point in time. His fear skills are quite good. If a weaker guy encounters him, he will be [Fear]
】Can't find the north.
He is dressed in black and red armor. The shoulder armor and helmet each have symmetrical, uncomfortable bright red blade-like decorations. He holds a large shield with elven features in his left hand, and a large shield in his right hand.
A hammer bigger than a human head.
Coupled with his tall and burly figure among elves, he is a head taller than an orc who is about 2.1 meters tall. Visually, he is nearly two and a half meters tall.
"First come the three fully armed ones!" Sargunar slapped the shield with his hammer, and the warrior immediately released the iron chain, and the human attendant threw the orc's stone axe.
"grandson--"
Well, this is what the baron said in Elvish.
The warrior's [taunt] is that as long as the heat is up, you can greet the other party's family cordially even if you don't understand the language.
The stimulated orc warriors, despite their chaotic steps, instinctively picked up their weapons. Without any coordination, they rushed forward and struck the baron with an axe.
"Boom! Boom--boom--"
Quickly moving the shield to complete the block, Sagunar's brows furrowed as he felt the strong impact from the shield.
Suddenly he shouted: "Go away——"
The volume was so loud that it frightened the surrounding human soldiers, and several soldiers affected by [Bear-breaking Roar] bumped around like headless flies.
The result was shocking. Only one orc was hit, but the other two continued to attack Sagunar regardless. One of the orcs even had his stone ax exploded because he could not withstand the violent impact. The guy still used the ax handle as a stick.
Attack the elves.
After fighting for a few rounds, I found that the orcs came and went simply and roughly slashing and smashing in the way. There were no moves to speak of. Sagunar finally couldn't help but knock out these orcs with [Shield Slam].
"How?" Kaizi asked.
"A rather cruel race. Because it is easy to enter a state of frenzy, it is almost immune to [fear]. A qualified elf warrior can easily deal with one one on one, but it is hard to say if there are more." The baron's evaluation is quite fair.
Macdonken interjected: "The problem is quantity. There are millions of orcs, so I don't think the Kingdom of Stormwind can handle it. Now they have advanced to Loch Modan and started a war with the Bronzebeard dwarves. It is only time to kill the Northland.
question."
Kaizi frowned: "Thank you Sir Stratholme for your kindness. I will rush back to hold an emergency meeting of the Kirin Tor and notify Dalaran of the alert."
McDonald said in a strange way: "It's best to inform Quel'Thalas as well."
"That's not necessary." Kaizi waved his hand: "Silver Moon City is protected by a powerful magic circle. It seems that such an ignorant race cannot break through our defense."
"Information from the front line, the other side has a kind of spellcaster called a warlock who uses evil magic..."
Kaizi showed a confident smile: "We high elves are not boasting. When it comes to magic battles, we have never been afraid of anyone."
Someone almost couldn't help but roll his eyes on the spot.
Kaizi! You are setting a flag, right?
Opposite him, Goudan, known to many as the orc Wu Yanzu (Gul'dan's Konger transliteration), is a serious demigod-level boss.
I am not targeting anyone with this, you elves are all like chickens in front of Goudan.
Alas! If you don’t believe it, there’s nothing I can do.
I warned you!
All benevolence and righteousness have been exhausted!
Anyway, I just finished the mission and left. If your house is set on fire later, remember not to come to Stratholme to ask for help. We may not be able to protect ourselves, and we don’t have the extra troops to save you.
Even if I, McDonald, are so unlucky and really can't go back, you must not let Vereesa come here to seduce me!
How can I, the gentleman McDonald, be bribed by just Vereesa!?
There is no such thing as licking and licking long legs when you see them!
…
Maliciously imagining the scene of the long-eared people attacking the streets in his mind, McDonald realized that this was the first time in the Dark Portal that so many countries and races were attacking the streets. They really deserved it.
After a long period of peace, do you really think all aliens are losers?
Historically, it was only after Stormwind City fell that the rest of the human countries became alert. In order to fight against the Horde, a group of nobles quarreled for more than a month before establishing the Lordaeron Alliance.
In this life, someone like Mai is stirring up the general trend, but he has not made any progress yet.
It can only be said that those noble gentlemen are determined to die.
