On a hill southeast of Taurajo's camp (fortress), McDonald's sat on Onyxia.
He stretched out his palm forward, and a black storm seemed to appear out of thin air behind him. The thick and violent roar of dragons resounded through the sky, and the black dragons were like javelins thrown out, shooting towards the north.
There were so many black dragons that they were like a swarm of locusts flying from afar.
Under the hills, from west to east, is a torrent of steel that stretches for more than ten kilometers. Every two hundred meters is a T-34 medium tank.
Behind the front line of tanks, a large number of [Dongfeng] and [Cyclone] self-propelled anti-aircraft guns, as well as fire-breathing tanks were interspersed in the gaps between the tanks.
On the third line, in addition to the tanks and anti-aircraft guns on both wings, there were more armored tracked personnel carriers and large trucks.
The long convoy is more than thirty kilometers long.
The smoke and dust raised by the chariot seemed to cover half of the Southern Barrens.
Nothing could stop this force. Hundreds of gargoyles from the Scourge flew in. Before they even got close to the convoy, they were swarmed by the black dragons, smashed into pieces with their claws and tails, and scattered all over the place.
Occasionally, those who escaped were hit by a dense rain of low-level firepower.
From the sky to the earth, such a three-dimensional offensive made others feel a sense of suffocation.
Very interestingly, Baine Bloodhoof, who was destined to be the next tauren chief, climbed to another hill not far away with a few guards.
Twelve years old is the most curious age.
Even though Bain's guards advised him not to go, the stubborn calf still passed by and even came quite close.
Bain could clearly see that in this cold and dry winter, the cold wind was blowing towards his face like a sharp knife. The strong wind carried fine snowflakes and whizzed through Bain's kodo fur coat, as if he was so strong.
The calf felt cold, but on the opposite hill, the man sitting on the back of the black dragon was strangely immune to the cold wind.
The strong wind blew by, and the dragon scale cloak with the Holy Grail pattern on the man's back fluttered in the wind, but his hair remained motionless in the wind.
The cold wind was like a servant surrendering to the man's feet, humbly passing by, only carrying his cloak.
He seems to be the supreme lord who controls the wind element.
This sight fascinated Bain.
"Brother Maverick, have you seen enough?" McDonald put his hands behind his back, slowly turned around, and opened his mouth in standard Tauren language.
Bain was motionless a hundred meters away, but thunder snakes were everywhere in front of him in an instant, and then a tornado rolled up not far away, enveloping him and his guards.
"Ah! Stanthor... Brother, I don't mean... any harm." Bain was a little flustered and spoke a half-baked Common Tongue, which was awkward anyway.
What surprised Bain even more was that the black dragon under McDonald's body actually said: "Thank you my lord for your tolerance, otherwise you would have been a pile of charcoal."
"Ah!" Bain was shocked to realize that the other party had let him off the hook a long time ago.
"Stop scaring this calf brother."
"yes!"
McDonald's orders, the Black Dragon Princess must obey.
Maverick was so naive. If it hadn't been for McDonald's nod, how could he and a few guards have touched the hill next to McDonald's?
McDonald stamped his feet, and Onyxia carried him, Valeera, Liadrin, and the three Windrunners on her back.
Seeing the huge shadow of the black dragon covering several of himself, Bain was no longer nervous or regretful at this moment, but instead felt inexplicably excited. Since the other party could understand the Tauren language, he let go: "Yes.
Sir Stratholme, right? Thanks to your support, my compatriots can survive this terrible winter."
McDonald jumped off the dragon's back, and the group approached Bain: "It's okay, the Alliance is very tolerant of races that have never harmed the people of the Alliance."
"This..." Bain glanced at the torrent of steel in the distance: "Is this the elite of the alliance?"
"Only part of it."
"It's... only part of it!" Bain shouted, with such excitement that the guard next to him simply couldn't see it. No one knew what little Bain's brain circuit was like, so he asked very abruptly:
"Sir, the Alliance really isn't here to fight the Tauren, is it?"
McDonald laughed.
"The Alliance was originally an organization established in response to the invasion of the Orcs. This was after the Orcs destroyed Stormwind City, the capital of the Kingdom of Stormwind. To this day, the Alliance has not changed. It will only deal with those who attempt to destroy the world of Azeroth, or those who invade the world.
The evil organizations of the alliance members launched an attack. We have killed elemental lords, evil black dragons, world-destroying evil gods, and also fought orcs and trolls, but we have never considered tauren as enemies."
Bain blinked: "Wouldn't you do it in the future?"
"Not as long as the tauren don't attack the Alliance."
"You really don't lie to me?"
"Why am I lying to you, a child? This is the promise of the leader of the alliance. How about we hook up?"
"Okay! Just pull the hook!"
Well, an adult's hand is not as big as Brother Maverick's hooves. This scene is very funny.
"Since we have met, I will give you a small gift. As long as it is not too excessive, I can agree to it."
Bain's heart was moved. He actually wanted to climb out and sit in the tank, but he still couldn't speak. Firstly, he couldn't lose face, and secondly, he couldn't get in either!
Following Bain's gaze, McDonald smiled: "You can't fit in the tank. I'll give you a half-track. Every three months, I can send someone over to help you with inspection and maintenance."
After that, McDonald's left.
Not long after, Bain was pleasantly surprised to find that the Alliance actually brought him a Sdkfz251 half-track tank. This thing is a semi-open armored personnel carrier.
After on-site modification by the Alliance engineers, this tank is 5.8m long, 2.1m wide, and 1.75m high. Bain is really happy to drive it.
No matter how big Bain is, he won't be unable to fit in it.
This kind of car is easy to operate. Within a few moments, Bain learned it and started racing in the wilderness of the Barrens.
After fighting for a while, Bain looked envious as he watched the Alliance army on the far side annihilate the natural disaster soldiers who dared to block their march.
Over there, Queen Xi suddenly asked McDonald: "Did you do it on purpose just now?"
"No, just do it casually." For no reason, I remembered that I had played the Minotaur trumpet before. Such a big bull riding on a mechanical motorcycle, the style of the painting was very joyful, and it felt like every wheel of the motorcycle was on
They screamed and were ready to call the police.
"You are a very bad person. Even if you don't kill people, you will kill people."
"Haha! It's really by the way." McDonald turned his head: "Don't you like it?"
"Of course...I like it!" Queen Xi offered her red lips.
Teenagers always look forward to the strong. A handsome red-haired boy gave a kid a straw hat, and Straw Hat Luffy was born.
If an alliance hero gives an armored car to a tauren boy, what kind of fruits will it bear?
