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Chapter 938 Old friend (seeking monthly ticket)

The best way to develop a relationship with your mount is of course to eat and sleep together. When your mount is completely accustomed to your presence, it will no longer be irritable.

It was McDonald who discovered that Wei Mao's mount had an extra fake tail tonight.

"this……"

He pulled the tail off casually. Looking at the spade-shaped cross-section plug at the front of the tail, and looking at a certain dragon using the ostrich feigning death skill, McDonald felt that this dragon was too much, and he shouldn't use Stanso properly.

I need to tidy up the 98k inherited from the Mu family, I’m afraid it’ll be uncomfortable.

Then, for some reason, the humidity in the dragon's nest tonight is very high...

When the alliance got rid of the obstructive enemy and began the hard work of clearing and advancing, the Nagrand side was still in chaos.

Originally, Thrall unified several large clans and had the momentum to become the orc version of Genghis Khan.

It turned out that after many months of demining, the tribe finally found the trick - the Goron demining method.

Yes, as the saying goes, the enemy of the enemy will most likely become his own ally. After McDonald killed Gruul, the king of Gronn, for Onyxia and Kaizi, Gruul's bunch of thugs saw the power.

No, he turned around and took his younger brother to join the tribe.

They climbed over the Blade's Edge Mountains and ran to the tribal camp in the northwest of Zangarmarsh, crying and begging to be let into the pit.

Thrall picked up hundreds of powerful Gronns almost for nothing.

These half-rock, half-living giant monsters have special expertise in demining—they can sense disharmonious existences in the earth, and then... step on them.

It is an absolutely fatal anti-tank mine for orcs and even ogres. If Gronn steps on it, his feet will be blown off.

Yes, their feet are harder than granite and quite thick. The defensive power of elite-level Gronn is even more exaggerated.

It is with such thick blood that they can physically clear mines.

When the big feet step on it, there is a muffled sound, which is very similar to the cannonballs that McDonald played when he was a child.

It doesn't matter even if Gronn's feet are occasionally injured by explosions. As half-earth element creatures, they can absorb enough earth elements from the earth to repair their feet as long as they rest for a day or two.

Seeing that the main force of the tribe was about to enter the Nagrand region and bring peace to this place where the orcs made their fortune, who knew that the moth would come again.

"Monster! Giant mechanical monster——"

Nagrand is very big and chaotic. Even if a large number of tribal thieves and spies are spread like beans, Thrall still cannot control all the conditions in Nagrand.

After all, only high-level thieves can survive in this chaotic area.

This is not to say that the level of tribal thieves is not good. All the spies they can send out are qualified spies, so they will not die randomly among the rebels. But there are a large number of elemental monsters in this area, as well as hellhounds that are very sensitive to sneaking thieves.

In this case, Thrall did not have a satellite map, so he only relied on news that was often delayed for at least a day. In addition, most of the orc clans in Nagrand did not listen to his command. As a result, it was difficult for Thrall to accurately grasp the situation.

The three magic mechas, with Sylvanas riding Onyxia, passed all the way through Terokkar Forest, entered the southeastern part of Nagrand, and then headed north until the magic mechas killed the orcs.

Thrall received the news only in Garadar, an important town in the northeast of Nagrand.

Garadar is a town composed of Mag'har camp orcs. This group of reclusive brown orcs escaped the corruption of demons during the Dark Portal period and maintained their ancient traditions in the shattered Outland.

With Thrall's return, some Mag'har orcs chose to join Thrall's command, and they are now considered one of Thrall's hardcore supporters.

The magic mecha destroyed everything in Galadar.

The giant wooden antlers and barbs that the orcs are proud of are worse than match sticks in front of the extremely hard leg armor of the magic mecha.

The house with brick and wood structure was easily destroyed by the magic mecha like a matchbox.

There is simply no Orc that is a single enemy of the Fel Mecha.

Just seeing that huge ominous body and feeling the earth-shattering shock as the mecha advanced, the Mag'har orcs almost lost all courage to fight against it.

"Ahhh!"

"How can we defeat such a monster!"

There were also brave Mag'har orcs, armed with simple stone battle axes, who jumped up to fight the magic mecha.

It's a pity that when one, a hundred, or a thousand Mag'har orcs were turned into flesh under the huge metal fists, and their bodies were trampled wantonly, they lost the courage to fight, like a group of ducks being chased everywhere, in the big

Escape on the grassland.

Fortunately, two magic mechas were lured by the remnant soldiers and went all the way west to the main force of the tribe that had just entered the Nagrand area.

This is definitely a character issue.

Queen Xi and the Black Dragon Princess's induction battle ended after they entered the eastern part of the Nagrand region. They left three mechas behind and let them toss around the land of Nagrand.

Who knows, the magic mecha that is supposed to be wandering aimlessly and killing everyone on sight will kill all the way to the main force of the tribe?

It didn't look like the result of the two of them flying a kite. Instead, it looked like the three mechas had received orders from the Burning Legion's top brass and went straight to cause trouble for the main tribe.

"Oh my god! What is that?"

When Wo'jin heard the roars of his men, he looked over and saw that the whole troll was in bad shape.

After entering the Outland for so long, the tribe has never seen an enemy with such an exaggerated size.

After Gron, who was clearing mines in front, was beaten into a dog, it was the tribal forward's turn. A tribal forward of 5,000 people was easily defeated.

Unexpectedly, when Wojin arrived with his elite troops, the two magic mechas didn't know what medicine they had taken, so they turned around and chased the two fleeing Gronns, killing them southwest.

Wojin wanted to give chase, but the minefield in that direction had not been cleared. He watched helplessly as the two big men ran away while clearing the mines.

After knowing the result, even the Ereda twins burst into laughter.

Obviously this demonic master is from Xibei, but now it is even more genuine than the genuine one?

Well, maybe the tribe is the so-called genuine victim.

As far as the destructive power of the magic mecha is concerned, not to mention the garbage wooden city walls of ordinary clans, even New Orgrimmar cannot withstand it.

Three magic mechas were killing each other, and the chaos in Nagrand, which had declined as more evil orcs were defeated, once again turned into chaos in northwest Shanxi.

Here, McDonald's retreated to Halduron Fortress in Terokkar.

As the commander-in-chief, always being on the front line would make frontline commanders at a loss. He stayed here until the main road to the Dark Temple was opened.

There is nothing much to do every day. I deal with official documents, talk to Queen Xi and Liadrin about my concerns, and play with my horse casually. I live a pretty happy life.

Until that night, he was dealing with official documents.

He always kept the study window open. He couldn't help it, but Queen Xi always liked to jump in through the window?

Suddenly, the curtains moved with the wind.

McDonald didn't pay attention, but Valeela, who rarely spoke out, suddenly shouted: "Enemy attack!"

A pair of dragon tooth daggers and a shadow made a clanging sound in the air, and soon a strange figure wearing a thick robe appeared in the air.

"I don't mean any harm, I'm here to find him." Standard night elf language.

How could McDonald forget this voice and this image? His scalp went numb on the spot, and he tried in a trembling voice: "Maev?"


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