"Magic mecha..." McDonald's voice was almost whispering.
The heated atmosphere of the throne meeting a few seconds ago immediately cooled down a lot, and the leaders now fully realized the importance of the expedition to the outer lands.
Several big bosses have even begun to fear - if they had not chosen to agree to the second expedition, the result would probably have been an unlimited invasion of the Burning Legion in the outer lands. When the Dark Portal was suddenly opened, the pitiful Watchfort would have to be destroyed.
Faced with the charge of thousands of [Hellfires] in one breath, as well as the attack of three-digit magic mechas.
Annihilating the enemy outside the country's borders is undoubtedly the best solution.
In the magical mirror, Varian stood up with a resolute face: "Your Excellency, Stratholme Alliance Leader, from this moment on, the Kingdom of Stormwind is willing to enter a state of all-out war at any time."
The big dwarf Magni stood up and said, "So does the Bronzebeard dwarf."
The third, the fourth... Soon, all the alliance leaders stood up and expressed the same wish.
Regardless of the fact that they have been fighting in Outland for several months, those who have reached Outland so far, whether it is Windsor's expeditionary force or the Stratholme army seconded by McDonald to Kaizi, can only be regarded as partial divisions of the Alliance.
Except for the Kingdom of Stormwind and Ironforge, which are at level one combat readiness, the entire alliance is mostly maintained at the most common level three combat readiness state.
Entering the highest state of total war means that all heroes, including the king, must unconditionally obey the leader's command.
Just at this moment, the scouts in front immediately sent back the surveillance footage.
McDonald glanced at the three hill-sized magic mechas in the picture, and suddenly frowned.
"What?" Varian asked.
McDonald did not answer directly. He waved his hand to Varian, telling him to calm down. Then he turned to look at the dwarf master craftsman: "Your Excellency Mekkatorque, compared with the previous magic mechas, there are some discoveries."
What's the difference?"
Gelbin frowned and stared at the three magic mechas.
Outsiders watch the fun, while insiders watch the door.
As a machine master, Gelbin naturally sees things differently from other leaders.
"The Alliance Leader said this, and I also discovered it. The balance system of these three mechas is a bit bad, and the logical command system is very rigid. It seems that they have only been given the order to attack in a straight line and destroy everything in front of them..." The great craftsman
Ba La Ba La said something that most of the leaders could not understand.
These professional terms are simply incomprehensible to those without some basic knowledge of robotics and programming.
Mai translated briefly and concisely for the other leaders: "What the great craftsman said is that these three guys cut corners when they were built. They are not on the same level as what we encountered in Hellfire Peninsula. They are probably Type 0.9 Zaku and Zero."
The difference in type. Of course, it will be very troublesome for our forward battalion to carry it to death."
Gelbin was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, you can say that."
Gelbin spoke so professionally that no one understood.
Someone gave an example of their own Zakutang, and everyone understood instantly: one is a disposable consumable without even armor, and the other is a mass-produced version that can be used repeatedly and has considerable power.
In this case, McDonald gave a decisive order: "It doesn't matter if the forward battalion retreats and abandons the baggage if necessary. Human life is the most important thing."
Alsace immediately accepted the order: "I understand, but where should we retreat? To what extent?"
Everything has a degree.
Stratholme's army has long developed a tenacious will—advancing and retreating with ease, coming and going like the wind!
The soldiers were no longer afraid of retreating. After all, even the royal capital of Lordaeron had been lost once and recovered once, so there was nothing to fear. Especially since this place was so far away from their own country and there was no place behind them that they had to defend, there was really no need to retreat.
So called.
The two idiots just need a retreat target.
McDonald glanced at the map.
Unfortunately, if the Horde breaks into Shadowmoon Valley like it did in history, then Shadowmoon Village in the northwest will be the best target to divert the trouble to the west.
Suppose that three magic mechas rush into the tribe camp and kill them. It makes me excited just thinking about it.
Looking at these magic mechas that were ten meters away, McDonald seemed to have a light bulb on his forehead.
He turned to look at Sylvanas: "Your Excellency Windrunner, do you still remember what I told you about [flying a kite]?"
Recently, Queen Xi has been a little sulky with McDonald's.
Without it, it was because she was afraid that Mr. Mai's hobbies would change drastically. While she was not afraid that Mr. Mai would become a dragon knight, she was afraid that he would not become an elf knight in the future.
A faint sense of crisis lingered in her heart, but she didn't dare to push Mai too much. After all, this guy didn't seem to like women who were too strong.
She needs to do something to make her presence felt.
Just then, McDonald asked her about flying a kite, and she immediately became excited.
Queen Xi's eyes lit up, she unconsciously raised her chest and tightened her abdomen, and shook her head slightly: "Where do you want me to take these guys?"
McDonald gently said a place name: "Nagrand."
After the words fell, all the alliance leaders complained in their hearts.
If Nagrand, which is in chaos, encounters three magic mechas, won't it be turned upside down?
A dog is still your dog!
Orcs may not be human, but you are a real dog.
There is a road to the southwest of Terokkar Forest that leads to the Nagrand area, and the Alliance has already started to build a bunker there. There is nothing to be reluctant about, anyway, it was built with your McDonald's money. It is Terokkar Forest.
It's more than 300 kilometers from east to west. Are you willing to let your girl travel this far with three big guys?
Queen Xi was definitely a ruthless person. She made a quick calculation in her heart and gritted her teeth: "I can give it a try. I'm about 70% sure of doing it well."
"Of course, you don't have to run so hard." McDonald said extremely considerately: "Onyxia will accompany you."
"Ah!" Princess Black Dragon called softly.
"What? Is there a problem?" McDonald asked gently.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Onyxia seemed to see through everything: Sure enough, elves are the true love! I am just a humble and pitiful tool dragon. After riding for the master, I have to ride for the mistresses...
"No... no problem." She replied timidly.
"Then it's settled."
The Union forward troops withdrew quickly and smoothly.
They quickly threw away things that were inconvenient to disassemble, and in almost seconds, they repacked all the soldiers and important equipment and hauled them away in vehicles.
In the hands of the highly mechanized forward army officers, everything seemed so reasonable and natural.
The magic mecha that lost its target immediately caught Windrunner's powerful thunder arrow with its face!
Standing on the back of the seemingly ferocious and cruel black dragon, Sylvanas' long blond hair and cloak fluttered in the wind, making her appear heroic and extremely heroic.
With the [Lightning Strike Bow] clasped in her hand, Queen Xi's proud and mocking voice drifted far away along the wind.
"Hey! Those three big guys! Come after Onyxia-chan——" Queen Xi was obviously exported by culture.
Of course the female dragon who was called her name understood her name, but the last one [Jang] seemed a bit ambiguous!
Glancing at the magic mecha's fist, which was bigger than her dragon's legs, the female dragon suddenly understood everything.
