Stratholme God

  Chapter 29 My stupid Oudoudou! (Ask for a recommendation ticket)

   That night, McDonald's almost had a midnight panic.

   He never expected that the black sesame steamed buns would come and attack at night.

   He shouted, "I'm ashamed, the enemy is coming to take off my clothes", and the frightened Serijek, who was the captain of the guard, led someone into the tent, only to find that the night raider was Mrs. Anastali, who was also frightened.

   "This... madam, please come back!" In front of a large number of guards, McDonald was embarrassed to death.

   "You... McDonald's agrees with you..." That mournful look was like a ruthless scumbag.

  This cause and effect, someone can only pinching his nose to recognize it, and tried his best to check the memory of the dead ghost. He raised his head forty-five degrees, as if an invisible crocodile tear was falling: "I have never touched you!"

  The big manju swayed because of panic!

   "Don't ask questions."

   "Do I have to ask!?" Big Mantou didn't give up.

   "You have to ask...that's—love!" Mai looked into the distance...well, it was actually a tent curtain half a meter away.

   "woo woo woo." The big steamed bun covered his face and burst into tears.

   But I don’t know how many people’s minds became active.

The crusade was said to be disbanded, but in fact, McDonald's only disbanded half, leaving 30 knights, 100 swordsmen and 300 spearmen as toolmen, and more than 400 servants, with another thousand pickled trolls Head, marching mightily from east to west.

  Because to go to Lordaeron, you have to pass through Darrow County, the territory of the earl of Abidis, at least he spent a day, and let Abidis do the friendship of the landlord. Mograine was so familiar that he asked his adjutant to lead the soldiers back, and he took 50 of his personal entourages to see him off, saying that he was going to send them to Darrow County.

  The food in this era is a bit bad. The way the nobles entertain the nobles is to use the freshest ingredients and sprinkle the most spices in the brightest hall possible.

   In this hall, which is almost 400 square meters, there are torches everywhere, exuding a burnt smell that Mai is still unable to get used to.

   Looking at the dead roasted wild boar, a finger-thick amount of sweet spices was piled up on him, and someone couldn't eat it.

   In the process of being persuaded to eat, McDonald resolutely used the method of diverting attention and talked about the war in the south.

   "What, you said that the Kingdom of Stormwind is in danger of destroying the country?" Mograine and Abidis were both knowledgeable people.

MacDonald took a sip of the [Lordaeron Rice Wine] that could still be eaten: "It's information from my godfather, Archbishop Fao, Elwynn Forest has been occupied by half, and two more churches have been burned down. Those are called orcs. The monsters have killed the civilians who have taken refuge in the church, along with the priests. Now the Stormmen rely on setting fire to the forest from time to time to slow down the enemy. And according to estimates, the number of those green monsters will not be less than one million."

   The two of them didn't know that this was McDonald's using Pho as a cover.

   Not to mention Faou, even King Ryan of Stormwind Kingdom can't figure out how many orcs there are.

   But they said it was 'estimated'!

   The two took a deep breath.

   McDonald's words were like a prophet of darkness who ran out of hell, deeply stimulating the two of them.

   "A million greenskins! You think they only need one Stormwind Kingdom? Hope my guess is wrong."

   "Speculate?"

"If you're right, the messengers of Stormwind will soon be in Lordaeron. Then, even the dwarves of Ironforge are in danger. My personal advice, uncles - it's going to be a fight. If you don’t want to die, prepare for the war that has swept across the entire Eastern Kingdom.”

   The two looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

   Now they have formed the Scarlet Crusade, not the fanatical [Scarlet Crusade] in later generations. Relatively speaking, the current Scarlet Crusade is still a very pure feudal military group.

   "I can provide the two of you with a certain amount of armament, but I hope to make an agreement."

   "You said." Mograine said solemnly.

"In case the Greenskin really kills the Great Stratholme area, and His Majesty can't count on it for a while, I hope we can attack and defend the alliance. Don't fight each other." McDonald opened the map he carried and pointed to a place.

Under the    feudal system, each aristocrat in the field was a local emperor, with an independent military establishment and independent financial power. If the king orders a national war, it must go. But if your own site is burned, it is a loss to yourself.

  McDonald's words are practical. Although his territory occupies two-thirds of the Greater Stratholme area, it is relatively easy to defend. The first line of defense can be located at the [Kolin Junction] in the south-central part.

   Then the Hand of Tyr in the southeast and Darrowshire in the southwest will become the cannon fodder in the front.

  If Abidis agreed, it would be different. There are two large entrances and exits in the entire Great Stratholme area, one is due north and connects to Quel'Thalas. The other is the Sodolier River Bridge, due west of Darrowshire.

  The three really agreed that it is completely possible to deploy defenses along the estuary of the Sodoril Bridge, which is not wide.

   "Sodoril Bridge?"

"no problem!"

   The two bosses resolutely promised to come down. Of course, the sooner you prepare for a war, the better. It is not an ordinary peasant who can kill the enemy with a sword. It takes months of training, preferably seeing blood before becoming a true soldier.

   They were extremely fortunate that they were on the side of McDonald's.

   glanced at the more than 50 troll captives locked in the prison van, and the two laughed...

   said goodbye to the two of them, passed the Andorhal Land all the way, and entered the Tirisfal Woodland. It took 15 days for the whole process, and finally came to Lordaeron.

  It must be admitted that there are differences between people.

  The gap between cities is also quite large.

  For protection needs, Stratholme City was originally built as a fortress, so the entire city gate was built beside a lake, and it was necessary to cross the lake through a suspension bridge to reach the city located in the valley. Whether it is layers of walls and iron fences, or a corner surrounded by high walls, the concept of military priority is presented in the city.

As for the city of Lordaeron, although looking at it from a distance, looking at the huge conical spires that stand tall and even surpass the city walls, and the white jade-colored city walls, MacDonald's first reaction was—this is A beautiful city full of art.

  The north is the dense forest, and the south is the beautiful Lake Lordaeron. The city of Lordaeron looks really beautiful.

   The most unexpected thing for McDonald is that a handsome and blond lady who is about to expire, ahem, Sao Nian, actually brought someone five kilometers away from the city to wait for him.

The old memories of the dead ghost came up, looking at someone with open arms across from him, McDonald grinned and said loudly: "It's been a long time! My stupid Oudoudou (this is translated into Lordaeron)! "

   Prince Arthas Menethil froze, and his whole body twitched slightly like an electric shock.

   (end of this chapter)