Chapter 728 The strong are stronger, the weak are weaker
Chapter 728 of the main volume of the Stratholme Shenhao: The strong get stronger, and the weak get weaker. Queen Xi couldn't bear it, and immediately took a step forward over Mcdonken, standing between Tyrande and Mcdonken, with one hand on her hip and a sharp look in her eyes.
He glanced at Tyrande.
"We sisters did this with the consent of Sister Kalia. It was not for McDonald's status and wealth, it was purely to repay his life-saving grace, not only for ourselves, but also for our relatives, our
Compatriot. Without him, I would have been a miserable immortal banshee, maybe with an ugly rotten face..." Queen Xi's voice was almost roaring at first, but later on, her bright eyes were filled with moisture.
Her words touched Kalia and Veresa, who lowered their heads unconsciously, and the atmosphere suddenly became subtle.
God's turning point has come.
Tyrande was not angry at all, nor did he let go of his hand holding McDonald's wrist. He held his cheek with his other hand, and his beautiful eyes were filled with tears: "What a coincidence, I am about the same. Without him, I would be in the ancient world.
I will be ravaged to death by demons during the war. While Sister Kalia is here, I also ask if you can count me in the share."
"Ah, this..." Kalia was confused.
Tyrande stood up, making no concessions to Queen Xi.
This time, it’s a head-on confrontation between Mount Hyjal and Windwalking Tower.
Focusing on the point, Tyrande didn't let go.
Watching the mountains at close range, Mai's eyes and even his soul were indelibly damaged. He was temporarily blinded on the spot, and a certain image was imprinted deep in his soul.
Originally this would be quite a thrilling thing, but for some reason, the image of Zhang Fei and Mr. Zhang holding his hand came to McDonald's mind, and a magical voice poured into his mind: "Me too!"
While McDonald almost laughed, he quickly calmed down, silently broke free from Tyrande's claws, and decisively retreated.
God knows why, as soon as he made a move, two white and tender palms belonging to different owners pressed down on his head.
A sharpshooter who shoots arrows every day, his finger strength is comparable to that of a warrior!
Don't even think about leaving if McDonald's doesn't activate his skills.
Facing two powerful girls, McDonald was dumbfounded, and soon became angry. He threw his hands away violently: "What else can I do? I went back to the War of the Ancients, Tyrande was captured, and Elu
The goddess of grace asked me to save Tyrande, shouldn’t I? If I don’t save her, history will collapse in ten thousand years, or a new parallel world will be created. I can’t bear the blame even more.”
McDonald has always been very secretive about what he did in the War of the Ancients. If he didn't say it, others wouldn't dare to ask.
But can McDonald's be blamed for this?
In the final analysis, it was Sylvanas who forced herself to repay the favor, but McDonald refused at first.
I guarded against it, but I didn’t guard against it.
Instead of her forcefully opening her mouth, McDonald would at most just hold Kaliya in his arms and not let go.
It's really not his fault.
Precisely because she had forced her way in, and then the third sister followed suit, she couldn't refuse.
If this fallacy continues, as long as Kalia doesn't object, she has no objection.
Thinking about it from another perspective, McDonald was willing to shoulder the orcs and undead natural disasters and save countless people. There are countless girls who want to repay the favor. If everyone climbed along the pole and entered this circle, she wouldn't be able to bear it.
This is very confusing.
For a while, the situation was frozen.
Fortunately, the messenger came and knocked on the door: "Report, tribal chief Wo'jin is visiting."
Everything is business first, there is nothing to say about it.
Naturally, this matter was put on hold for the time being.
"Meet Vol'jin?" Tyrande asked.
"Okay." McDonald would rather rush over and beat C'Thun immediately than stay in this damn Shura field for half a second longer.
Wojin received the news of the Alliance forward's attack and rushed over immediately. In order to rush for time, he did not take the Wyvern, but directly applied for the portal entry permit of Golden Sword Port and asked Romans to open the portal.
When Vol'jin saw MacDonald and Tyrande, he felt strange.
Vol'jin suppressed the doubts in his heart and asked: "I'm glad to see the Alliance army attacking. I wonder when the Alliance will launch a large-scale offensive to suppress the insect plague back to Silithus?"
Normally, the tribe has been keeping the tribe's appetite in the past, mostly by continuing to raise prices in various ways. Now the initiative lies with the alliance, and once the wrangling starts, there will be no end to this kind of thing.
Vol'jin was scared.
Unexpectedly, McDonough said simply: "The main force of the night elves will not arrive for another week. Now our forwards will first capture Un'Goro Crater to ensure the path forward. The alliance is expected to launch a full-scale offensive within two weeks. But the logistics must be normal.
, it will take six weeks.”
McDonald was too talkative, which made Wo Jin's heart skip a beat: "I'm glad to hear this good news, but how should the tribe cooperate?"
"Please follow me." McDonald led Wojin to the three-dimensional map table: "There are several giant insect nests in the Silithus area. The core of the insect nest is located more than ten floors underground. Most of the insect nests are
The space is small and heavy machinery cannot enter. The Alliance is happy to clean up the insects in the Silithus wilderness and in the sky. If the Horde can be responsible for attacking the insect nest, that would be great."
The main event is here.
Vol'jin was not surprised at all by this proposal.
The Alliance and the Horde were destined to be unable to wear a pair of pants when they were first born. It would be abnormal if they didn't find ways to consume the enemy's troops.
What is more demanding than positional warfare is street fighting.
That kind of dark insect nest is the domain of the strong, the stage for single-handedly fighting against the king.
On the open ground, the Alliance is recognized as invincible. Even if the Archmage can use a wide-area shield to block cannonballs, the Alliance has more Archmages.
Only in narrow terrain can tribes take advantage of stronger individual combat capabilities.
I don’t know if there is such a thing as a queen in the insect nest. Even if there is, it’s the tribe’s problem.
Wo'jin thought for a moment and finally nodded in agreement: "The insect nest will be handed over to the tribe. What next?"
McDonald pointed at the map: "Ahn'Qiraj is where the ancient Zerg Yaqi Empire is located. Now the entire area is in an incomplete state of seal. We checked Kaldorei's documents about the War of Quicksand and found that behind the huge city wall are divided into
There are two areas. One is the larger [Temple of Ahn'Qiraj], and the other is the smaller [Ruins of Ahn'Qiraj]. The specific situation is unclear due to the seal."
Tyrande interjected: "We need to open the seal and defeat the evil ancient god C'Thun inside. The Alliance is stronger, so after the seal is opened, the Alliance will be responsible for the temple and the Horde will be responsible for the ruins. How about that?"
Vol'jin's eyebrows twitched.
In fact, he really wanted to say, let the Horde deal with C'Thun.
In recent years, even if the alliance does not promote it, you can still see the equipment of alliance heroes changing from guns to guns. Judging from the leaked information that is not confidential, the more powerful the ancient god or elemental lord is, the better the collection will be.
The alliance will be able to handle any powerful enemy, although the pressure on the alliance will be greater.
The rewards after a successful crusade are also great.
If this continues, the strong will become stronger and the weak will become weaker. As long as the alliance's crusade does not overturn, the tribe will not be able to close the distance with the alliance.
