Chapter 791 The things that people do are always irrelevant (2 more)
Seeing the grief-stricken and angry Varian who was trying his best to suppress himself, every leader in the throne room showed empathetic expressions.
They all turned their attention to McDonald on the first seat.
At this pace, it is almost inevitable to attack the Scourge Legion with all their strength.
The only variable is McDonald's attitude.
No soldier can fight on an empty stomach.
The night elves' logistics warehouses have long been drained by the Battle of Quicksand; the dwarves have never been a character with a surplus of food at home; Kul Tiras and Gilneas are not countries with a lot of food; the Kingdom of Stormwind... cough, Varian and Bur
Val is definitely going to be attacked. Not to mention that the grain production in the western fertile fields is basically intact. Even if there is only half of the grain left, we have to rush over and fight for it.
The only people in the entire alliance who may have surplus food are the McDonald's family.
Everyone knows that excluding the military fields in the Hillsbrad Hills, the Stratholme Federation's own fields alone have a surplus of grain left over every year.
How much is left, only McDonald's knows.
Feeling the blazing gazes cast across space from all directions, McDonald sighed: "We don't have much new food in the Federation. There are still 100 million points in food reserves. If the Alliance soldiers don't mind chewing cans and eating compressed biscuits, support it.
An army of 200,000 can be scraped together to provide food for half a year on the continent of Kalimdor."
Listening to your words is like taking a big bowl of reassurance.
The leaders of various countries smiled.
"Hey! You're out of touch with this." Tyrande responded: "If it's a vegetarian diet, the night elves can still provide one million tons per month."
"Bread and wine are enough for the dwarf warriors." Magni rubbed his beard.
"The maintenance of the ordnance of various countries will be taken care of by the dwarves." Gelbin, the great dwarf craftsman, promised in a sharp voice.
Leaders from various countries have expressed their opinions...
Varian burst into tears on the spot, bursting into tears, and bowed and saluted: "Thank you, Your Excellency, the leader of the alliance, thank you kings... leaders..."
Bolvar followed and bowed: "As long as we can get revenge, the Kingdom of Stormwind will definitely get rich rewards."
After months of eating sand in Silithus, everyone was actually tired. Although the Kingdom of Stormwind was the main force this time, without McDonald's cooperation, Varian would not be able to lead people to fight across the sea.
The general direction was set, and when it came time to discuss the details of the entry, everyone secretly lamented McDonald's foresight.
As we all know, you cannot defeat the undead with fewer people.
No matter how strong a hero is, he will die of exhaustion if he encounters an endless tide of corpses.
However, after Kel'Thuzad swept across half of the continent of Kalimdor, the number of his undead army increased sharply. The quilboars in the Razor Highlands, the centaurs running all over the continent, and a large number of bones of various races who had been dead for countless years, gathered together.
A horde of tens of millions of zombies is really not that difficult.
Without the two bridgeheads of Theramore and Golden Sword Port, as well as the railways with a total length of more than a thousand kilometers, the alliance's advance would be extremely difficult and the logistics would be tight.
Tyrande: "There are two questions before us now: first, where to fight Naxxramas? Second, how to obtain the full support of the tribe."
The tribe came to the Alliance many times to call for help.
Every time, Woking comes to give face to the Alliance, but the Alliance has smoke coming from behind and is busy purifying the fields, and has not taken care of it.
Now that Lothar was killed, the Alliance jumped on the bandwagon and accepted the Horde's proposal to join forces. In fact, it felt a bit like being slapped in the face.
This thing is like being a dog licker chasing a goddess, and the goddess suddenly agrees to add a big bed, but the dog licker will wonder if there is a buy one, get one free special deal if he really accepts the goddess.
Just when everyone could not come up with any conclusion to gain the initiative in the negotiations, news suddenly came that Naxxramas had left after a raid in the northeastern part of Feralas a day ago, and today the chief of the tribe, Thrall, personally led his people and rode on
The flying dragon rushed to Golden Sword Port and asked to see McDonald.
Everyone was asking questions.
Magni scratched his head: "Did something big happen to the tribe?"
The person who received Thrall and his party was Fenna*Golden Sword.
Fenna quickly spread the news that the medium-sized fortress guarded by Thrall's father Durotan was destroyed, Durotan was killed, and his body was taken away by the Scourge.
this……
The muscles in MacDonald's left cheek kept twitching.
Your sister!
Should I say he is worthy of Mr. Ke?
He really has nothing to do with what people do.
First send the elite to murder Lothar, and then kill Father Thrall.
After a while, everyone suddenly discovered that both sides should take action at the same time.
"The old leader of the Frostwolf clan, Durotan, is very strong?" Jean wondered.
Don't blame him for asking.
To the entire Alliance, Durotan is a very unfamiliar tribal hero.
McDonald said solemnly: "In terms of combat power alone, when he was young, he was on the same level as Orgrim, the former chief of the tribe."
All the leaders of the alliance held their breath.
The answer is very clear. This was definitely a premeditated and simultaneous murder.
Two heroes who are old and whose strength has declined significantly may not be of much help to the Alliance and the Horde. For the undead, this is extremely valuable high-end combat power.
Just look at Terenas before and you will know. The old man was about to die, transformed into a death knight, and immediately turned into a second-tier hero again. Ordinary heroes really couldn't beat him. Coupled with a [Frostmourne], it is also
Only a top-level strongman with a divine weapon can punish him.
The undead are so unreasonable.
McDonald punched the military map with his fist and cursed in his heart: Damn! Are you trying to get the Apocalypse All-Star lineup?
For some reason, when he looked at the four loyal generals Rivendell, Serijek, Kurtaz and Braumux in the magic mirror who were on standby, he suddenly felt that these guys were not good enough.
Oh my god! Is this retribution?
I snatched four of Mr. Ke’s guards, and then forced Mr. Ke to come up with a more gorgeous lineup.
What a sin!
For the first time, McDonald felt that it was not necessarily a good thing for a time traveler to know too much about historical plots.
It's okay now. The Scourge Legion has that kind of virtue. As long as it is not completely suppressed, a rebound can easily create a snowball effect.
Brainless Roar, Durotan, Lothar, Solas, this version of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, even if you say they are Guan Dibo SS McDonald.
Damn it, the plot is out of control!
McDonald took a deep breath: "Inform Jinjian that I will meet Sal at Jinjian Port at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."
On the other side, Jinjian Port.
In the vast state hotel, although Thrall's most loyal guards stood on all sides of the hall, including ogres in full armor, this was the territory of the Alliance.
As long as the Alliance is willing, once the quadruple anti-aircraft guns on the turret not far away lower their muzzles, they can kill all of Thrall's guards within a minute.
In the middle of the hall, little Saurfang, who had just returned from Silithus, kept pacing back and forth.
Instead, Thrall sat calmly on the sofa, which was large enough for an orc to sit comfortably.
"Calm down, Dranoche. There's no point in being anxious."
"But, Great Chief, if the alliance..."
"It is true that the Duke of Stratholme hates us orcs, but he is a very wise leader. He will make reasonable judgments."
