Stratholme God

   Chapter 1111 It's time to divide the spoils again (2 more)

  This is... done?

The    bosses looked at each other in dismay, no one has experience with this kind of thing!

   Little did he know that in the next second, Lothar suddenly twitched all over his body. He covered his head with his hands in pain, and screamed, "Ah!"

   "Uncle Anduin!" Varian was the first to break his defense, but he couldn't do anything when he rushed up.

   "I...should... be fine, just...too loud..." Lothar said with difficulty.

   McDonnell frowned, and went over for the second time, leaning on Lothar's shoulder: "Calm down! Look at me, answer me, are there too many voices that make you feel broken?"

  Lothar was almost speechless, hesitated, and nodded reluctantly.

   McDonald's seemed to sing a poem: "Classify the sounds! Destroy those who resist! Punish those who are noisy! Give guidance to those who are lost! Then block all noises! Try first!"

   After saying that, he pulled the tile king back a little.

   "Okay..." Lothar said hoarsely.

   It didn't take long for Liu Ying's aura of death around Lothar to calm down a little. Although it was still agitated, it clearly felt a rhythm.

   "Hu! Hu! Hu——" The dead don't need to breathe. Lothar clearly retained the habit of being alive.

   A turbid breath of death was inhaled from his nostrils and spit out again.

   Repeated this for about three minutes, and Lothar's condition finally stabilized.

   "Anduin... uncle?" Varian asked tentatively.

   "I...I'm fine." Lothar nodded.

   "Just now that was..."

   "Sure enough, the Lich King isn't that easy to be the one to be. When I communicated with thousands of souls in the world at once, I almost went crazy on the spot." Lothar supported his forehead and said fearfully.

  Tyrande's beautiful eyes lit up, and he turned to ask McDonald: "How did you learn this way?"

  This is a bit suspicious.

  McDonald silently greeted his subordinates to bring out a simple one-man radio, which was modeled on the AN/PRC-10 of Chouguo, and when it started playing, N loud noises jumped out immediately.

  【Junchen Tianya】This guy is singing with a tone-deaf voice. [Free Blue Bird] This guy is looking for friends all over the world. And then bragging and farting, there are all kinds of bad things, but they are not doing business.

   Alliance bosses: "..."

   McDonald turned off the radio angrily: "We have studied, the Lich King's mind control network is somewhat similar to the radio's communication system, that is, different objects are divided into different channels according to their types..."

   In principle, there is a large group of dirty gods, a large group of ordinary players, a large group of player captains, and a large group of elite players.

  Otherwise, tens of thousands of people are roaring blindly on the same channel, and the ghosts can hear who and what is being said.

   Here, seeing that Lothar successfully became the Lich King, the alliance bosses felt relieved.

  After arranging the necessary monitoring and defense measures, the Lich King's crusade finally came to an end.

   Of course, this is not the end of the Northern Expedition.

   That afternoon, on the plateau north of Icecrown Fortress, McDonald delivered an important speech to the 50,000 Allied troops at the scene, as well as to the entire Alliance Northern Expedition Army through the magic message system.

"First of all! I hereby officially announce, in the name of the Alliance Commander, that the Scourge Legion that has desecrated our ancestors and murdered our compatriots is destroyed - the Lich King Terenas Menethil has fallen to Grand Marshal Arthas under the sword of justice!"

"Oooo!"

   "Long Live the Alliance!"

   "Long live the Grand Marshal!"

   "Dry those rotten bones!"

   Although this announcement sounds a bit wrong, it does not prevent the soldiers of the Alliance from cheering wildly and venting their inner joy loudly.

   Finally, when these restless young people calm down a little, McDonald raised his hand, and the audience was silent.

   "Although I really want to tell you that the long night is coming to an end, the dawn has come, and you can go back to your hometown to reunite with your family soon, but I'm sorry, I can't deceive you."

   "Oh..." There was a slight commotion and sighs from the audience.

"Perhaps some soldiers already know that there is a Titan ruins in the storm cliffs to the northeast of Icecrown Glacier, and there is a terrifying ancient **** in it. Suen's first-class ancient **** [Yug-Saron]."

   No one spoke, and in the slight snowstorm, every pair of eyes were shining.

   There is no fear, no hesitation, and even many eyes give a feeling that its owner is quite eager to try.

"Every race in the alliance has experienced a terrible dark age. Standing in the dark, fearing the unknown in the distance. However, this time is different from the past, we have defeated one by one terrible and cruel enemies. They have demon commanders, fallen evil spirits Dragon, ancient evil god, element lord."

   "Because of understanding, we become fearless. But fearlessness does not mean carelessness."

   "Before we came, we swore to use our souls as fuel, to hold high the torch of life. Just to melt the insurmountable winter in Northrend."

   "Now, we succeeded, but not quite yet!"

   "So, go ahead! Alliance people, let's hold high the torch of justice and shine the divine light on the dark land farther away. Destroy Yogg-Saron, and then..."

   McDonald paused for a while, then smiled and said:

   "Let's go home!"

The voice of    fell, and thousands of soldiers responded to the cheers of the tsunami.

   If you switch to another army, you might have already slackened.

   Only by giving correct information and clear goals, let the soldiers know why they fight and how far they should go. This is how you can achieve even success.

   In the cheers, the Alliance Northern Expedition quickly adjusted its forces and began to gather towards the Storm Cliffs.

  Don't say anything, just opening the way is a very troublesome thing.

   That is the responsibility of the engineering force.

   Arrange the general direction, McDonald and other heroes can finally settle down and divide the spoils.

   Got through the Icecrown Fortress, and the treasures of the major bosses belong to the hero group.

  Old rules, one set for each hand. This time it's T10!

   Seriously, since T3, McDonald's doesn't really remember the names of those suits.

  This thing is like those so-called Internet celebrity check-in places, all come here, don't you take a photo to prove that you have been there?

   Change to this side and go back without wearing a full set of suits. Are you embarrassed to say that you have played XXX dungeon?

  The real attraction is the treasures that Lao Taizi got after he became the Lich King.

   I don't know that these things come from the vrykul, where are the titans? Or the Burning Legion.

   It's all good stuff anyway.

   However, before that, McDonald's was angry.

   "Grass! Why give me the Shaman's [Frost Witch Set]!?"

   Someone else came to look for him, and someone from Mai might smash a stack of documents into the other person's face, so he didn't have to give him face at all.

  The other families are very chicken thieves, and they have the ability to talk to Alleria and let her come over as a representative.

  Mai, it's hard to have a temper.

   (end of this chapter)