Stratholme God

   Chapter 545 Everything is worth it (2 more)

   Homophonic stems deduct money...Aah!

Lying on the ice for carp is probably because a man named Wang Xiang in ancient China died his biological mother when he was a child. His stepmother was not good to Wang Xiang, but Wang Xiang did not hate his stepmother because of it. In winter, his stepmother wanted to eat fish, so Wang Xiang took off his shirt. Help your stepmother catch fish. The ice surface broke automatically, and two carp jumped out of the water. Wang Xiang took them home and made them for his mother to eat.

  This story comes from the famous twenty-four filial piety.

  But McDonald's was poisoned by sand sculpture players a lot, so he used the things in the system group unknowingly.

   What's the family atmosphere in foreign countries is good, father and son get along well', what's 'filial piety hides a knife', 'filial piety is everywhere', 'let's see who is the real father'.

   Holding a soldier and seeking reason is the most apt and not hurting the heart of the two fools.

The    words have been thrown out. In order to maintain his consistent image of "senior master", then... don't blame Mai for his nonsense and serious flickering.

   "Soldiers - it can be a weapon in your hand or an army of 100,000. It depends on whether you have the strength of Archimonde."

   Arthas recalled the corpse and blood of the Scourge Legion. No matter how arrogant he was, he never thought of defeating the entire Scourge Legion by himself. He immediately shook his head with a wry smile.

   "Since His Majesty Terenas refused to confront us and sent so many obstructive bones, then we had to use a hundred thousand troops to clear the way with justice of 155 mm, kill him in front of the Ice Throne, and ask our hearts with swords!"

   There is a good sentence to ask the heart with a sword. These words really hit Alsace's itch: "McDonald's, I know you are stable, so it will take your safest play, how many years will it take?"

"There are no new foreign enemies, five years. If there are foreign enemies, as long as the alliance can go past, ten years!" McDonald spread out his hands and ten fingers, and estimated the historical process. No exaggeration.

   The opposite Alsace was shocked by McDonald's absolute confidence... The urge to bow down!

  Look at it, there is a big alliance, more than a dozen countries of the four major races, except Stratholme, which one is not getting weaker and weaker?

   Five years ago, when he was still young, he thought that fighting was just a numbers game, and that being a king would have inexhaustible soldiers.

  It was only when I grew up that I realized that without logistics, there would be no marching. Without the citizens, where would soldiers and logistics come from?

   It’s all about one ring.

  The national strength is weak and the natural military strength is weak.

  Looking at the whole world, we do not rely on plunder, but rely on technological progress to become stronger and stronger, and that is McDonald's.

   If someone else said this, even Alsace would think he was bragging.

  Only McDonald, Alsace believed every word he said!

The second fool laughed, and even drove away most of the haze in his eyes: "What! I thought you said it was a lifetime. It's only ten years, ten years later, I'm still young and strong! And I The undead old father is still the same. Seriously, I can wait!"

right! Alsace is only 20 years old this year. After ten years, he is still at the peak of his mental and physical strength.

You must know that humans in Azeroth are born from iron men made by Titans. Their peak physical fitness is much longer than that of people on earth. Many athletes on the earth are "thirty and collapsed". At the age of ten, the decline in reflexes and agility is more pronounced.

   The two fools let out a sigh of relief, and so did McDonald's. He was really afraid that the two fools couldn't think about it for a while, and suddenly ran to Northrend to die.

   McDonald continued to explain that the two fools realized rationally that the current alliance is really unable to fight across the sea.

   After Terenas swept some deep sea giant undead from the Feralas region, the Alliance's route was not so safe.

  There is no stable sea route, so what about supplies?

   Playing battleships is the most expensive and time-consuming.

   stabilized the sea route before landing in Northrend.

  According to the plan, the Alliance will build a seaside base in the Borean tundra in the southwest of Northrend as a foothold, and then build bunkers and castles along the way. In the process, you can't even count on the Dragon Sleeping Temple, which is still fighting with demons in outer space.

After understanding everything, the two fools said sincerely: "Then, McDonald's, you have to give me something to do, right? I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with you for the rest of my life. I don't want to foolishly guard the door of darkness, I I'm looking for a challenging place where I can practice martial arts."

McDonald opened the map: "You can pick one of these three places. According to the information, the fire element here is a bit unstable; and the trolls here are not very safe. And this can be regarded as the Northrend landing battle. preview."

The places that McDonald refers to are the Burning Plains of the Southern Continent, which corresponds to the Molten Core of Ragnaros, the flame demon; Hakkar, the evil **** believed by the trolls of Stranglethorn Vale, and the Kalimdor Continent, which is nothing special for the time being. The northernmost winterspring valley.

   "Where is the strongest enemy?"

   "Nature is the Burning Steppes."

   "That's it."

   "You have to remember..."

   "[Stable]! I know!" The two fools smiled and waved their hands, and went out in a dashing manner.

   As soon as he went out, he passed by another prince of the year. They were all under the same boss, and they lowered their heads and did not look up. The two fools said hello to Kaizi generously, and then left.

  The uneasy Kaizi came in with two advisors.

   "Ah, Kaelthas, are you here?" McDonald greeted Kaizi kindly.

"Um."

   Kaizi sat down tremblingly when McDonald's right index finger and **** pressed a sign engraved with a golden chalice and pushed it from the table to Kaizi.

   Kai Zi's emerald green eyes lit up immediately, and the arcane element stream flashed in his eyes, it was really as bright as a lantern: "This..."

  Behind him, Sarandre and Baron Sagunar were equally excited and trembling slightly.

"I promised before. This is the talisman of the Second Army of Stratholme. Within a year, you can call these 100,000 soldiers at will in the original Quel'Thalas, destroy trolls, repair bridges, pave roads, build A house, anything will do. And I've covered all the military logistics here."

  Kai Zi, the titular blood elf king, has been so useless for so long, and finally has a feeling of getting out of it.

  He brought a group of younger brothers to play for the Alliance, even killing Archimonde. Although there was no highlight moment, his contribution was real.

   The Master of High Elf origin, even if he changed his name to Blood Elf, it would still be the same in his bones.

  Who is willing to work for free?

  Astaro and Romans couldn't wait, and they parted ways with Kaizi out of the mentality that eggs cannot be put in one basket.

   Now, Kaizi feels that all the hard work and waiting are worth it.

   (end of this chapter)