Medivh's entire existence was shattered, and he felt like his figure was becoming more and more transparent.
After finally getting the chance to help change the destiny of the world of Azeroth, the legendary savior ran away without saying a word.
I, Lao Mai, have so no credibility and no cards?
Just when Lao Mai entered the complete negative dog mode of life, suddenly a golden light flashed in front of his eyes, McDonald was actually back!?
"You, you... why are you back? You're not..." Medivh was so excited that he couldn't speak clearly.
"If I don't click [Exit], how will I know if you lied to me?" McDonald said lazily.
"Are you willing to continue the contract!?"
"Continue? Yes, but what I mean is...you have to pay more!"
Maybe it was an illusion. Even though McDonald looked normal, Medivh always had the illusion that he was carelessly picking his nostrils with his little finger.
Medivh was completely Spartan. The guy in front of him with his right hand raised and rubbing his index and middle fingers with his thumb, how could he look like a savior at all?
Shouldn't I be a savior who took a leave of absence?
As a result, the style of painting became a bit bizarre, and the two guys were so angry that they were blushing and neck-deep.
Former Guardian of Azeroth: "No! This is absolutely not possible!"
Theoretical current savior: "What does it matter? You won't lose a piece of meat."
The guardian slapped the table: "Blue Star Man, don't go too far!"
The savior flipped up the table angrily: "I went too far, what? The worst case scenario is that I'll leave again!"
The word ‘again’ is very insightful.
protector:"……"
At this moment, the guardian lost his power and humiliated the world.
At this moment, the savior is domineering.
No one in the world knows what humiliating additional terms the guardian signed on this day.
…
Things in the spiritual world may have gone on for N rounds inside, but in the outside world it only happened in a moment.
When McDonald came back to his senses, what he saw was still the anxious Lady Anastari and the tool man Barsselas.
On the opposite side, the two people who had obviously made money but found that their Duke was in a miserable state were a little panicked.
The Baroness admitted her mistake in a low voice: "I know I was wrong. We shouldn't have hidden it from you. We..."
McDonald raised his hand and interrupted her: "No, you did a good job. Just don't do anything without my permission in the future. It's mainly because another very important thing interrupted my thoughts."
"What's going on?" they both said in unison.
At this time, McDonald was possessed by the actor, his face turned 45 degrees to the sky, and a big crocodile tear fell from the corner of his eye: "Just now, I received reliable news - the Kingdom of Storm, one of the seven kingdoms of mankind...
The country was destroyed, His Majesty Llane Wrynn was assassinated, and Stormwind City fell."
This news is nothing short of earth-shattering.
The two tool men were the kind of guys who had no special source of information. They subconsciously thought that McDonald had received the latest information from the Griffin Knight. Their faces were immediately filled with shock.
The seven kingdoms of mankind have been in this situation for more than a thousand years. In everyone's concept, the seven kingdoms can continue to exist until the end of the world.
Who would have thought that the 'end' would come so easily.
Before this moment, not to mention the people below, even high-level cadres like Barsselas were somewhat skeptical about whether war would come.
Now, they had no doubts about the orders of the Duke of Stratholme and His Majesty the King to prepare for war.
"Basselas, use the fastest speed to spread the news of the annihilation of the Kingdom of Stormwind throughout the territory, and let the people below use whips to whip those guys who still care about military training. Give me all the second-rate guys who continue to wander the streets.
Throw it into the mines."
"clear!"
"As for you, Baroness."
Anastali made a ladylike bow and lowered her head to wait for the order.
"Go back to the city of Lordaeron as soon as possible and spread your personal speculation in all the salons that 'Dalaran and Alterac are useless, and their armies cannot stand up to the orcs.' Let all Lordaeron nobles panic and at least take action.
."
"yes!"
After sending the tool man away, McDonald finally calmed down and looked at the third phase of the mission.
[The third phase: Immediately until the end of the Second Dark Portal War.]
[During this stage, the host needs to spend at least 500,000 gold coins. For every additional 100,000 gold coins spent, the settlement evaluation will be raised by one level. At the same time, in order to be reasonable and reasonable, the host must earn at least 200,000 gold coins in a public way. 】
[Special reward: Each direct or indirect kill of an ordinary tribal chief will be converted into 10,000 gold coins for the prodigal, and 20,000 gold coins for the well-known heroic chief. The host will randomly select a skill.]
[Special deduction items: Terenas, Arthas, Uther... (78 in total) If any famous figure dies, the host needs to spend an additional 50,000 gold coins. For every three people killed, the host will randomly deduct the main attributes.
5 o'clock.】
If it were before, McDonald would definitely have a frown on his face.
After all, no matter how he lost his fortune before, he was forced to start a business, so he was not as motivated as he is now.
Turning off the mission prompt, McDonald raised the corner of his mouth: "Continue to attack with all your strength."
At the same time, on the big ship on the sea west of Stormwind City, looking at the burning Stormwind City in the direction of the stern, every Stormwind man lowered his head in silence, with tears in his eyes.
Lothar clenched the sword still dripping with blood and gritted his teeth: "Your Majesty Wrynn, Bolvar, we will be back!"
The young prince, oh, the nominal new king Varian Wrynn pursed his lips, looked at the Stormwind Fortress where his father passed away, and looked at the home that was in flames, and he nodded heavily.
Bolvar took a deep breath: "Your Majesty, Commander-in-Chief Lothar, we have to decide where to go immediately. Theoretically..."
"Lordaeron!" Lothar simply ignored the other answers.
Logically speaking, it would be more convenient to go to the nearest town of Southsea, but the Kingdom of Alterac, the weakest among the seven kingdoms, cannot shoulder the important task of forming a new alliance.
Nearly 100,000 refugees and remnants of soldiers are met with contempt wherever they go.
Then simply go to Lordaeron, the strongest place. Moreover, there is also the Duke of Stratholme who is most friendly to the Kingdom of Stormwind - he is the only great nobleman who has truly fully supported the Kingdom of Stormwind at this stage.
…
When Stormwind City fell and the news of the king's death in battle (assassinated) spread throughout the entire northern continent in one day, it was like growing wings.
If this news finally gave the drunken nobles a sense of crisis, then the news of the fall of the Sador Bridge that came on the same day really made these nobles panic.
The Sador Bridge, which connects the two continents of the north and south, is a bridge that spans the current technology of mankind. This stone bridge with a total length of 200 meters was built by the Bronzebeard Dwarves a long time ago.
Back then, the powerful Mountain King Modimus Anvilmar ruled all the dwarves with justice and wisdom. With the death of the Mountain King, Bronzebeard, Wildhammer and Dark Iron Dwarves fought for control of Ironforge.
, engaged in an unprecedented civil war, known in history as the "War of the Three Hammers".
The defeated Wildhammer dwarves finally chose to retreat to the Northern Continent for various reasons.
The dwarves of Ironforge wanted to maintain contact and trade with their compatriots, so they built two huge arch bridges - the Sador Bridge - connecting the cliffs between Khaz Modan and Lordaeron.
The iron cables used in the suspension bridge alone require five people to hold them together.
As time passed, the Wildhammer dwarves no longer liked staying underground, so they continued to move north and settled in the Eagle's Nest Mountains in the Hinterlands.
Gradually, the Sador Bridge was jointly controlled by the Bronzebeard Dwarves and the Stromgardians.
Now that the bridge has fallen, it means that the orcs have directly opened the door to the North Continent.
When the news came out, the orcs had already arrived at Stromgarde's capital, Stromgarde.
