As we all know, the real King Gou must leave 100 million hands for everything.

There's no way to go up and play a set in one go, and after finishing the work, if you don't die, I'll die.

To be reasonable, McDonald still has [Broken Army Roar] and [Thunder Hundred Strikes] are useless, but there are no enemies within the skill range, and they still use a chicken, isn't it good to keep it for self-defense?

Almost as the thought crossed McDonald's mind, an orc fifteen meters away threw a battle axe at McDonald.

"Dang!" Valera did her duty as a guard well, flew over, and flew the tomahawk in a graceful volley.

However, a second battle axe came from the other side, the first to the ground, and the sharp sound of the wind breaking through the whirling seemed to cross the space to the ears of Varian at the head of the city.

"Ahh Varian was so shocked that he screamed on the spot.

McDonaln Pigeon Be careful -

This is the voice of the future Wawang at this time!

I saw that Mai's face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he stomped his feet.

The violent thunder suddenly became the only dominant color on the battlefield.

The last axe of the bloodied chieftain was almost hovering less than a meter to McDonald's left.

The wind elemental, which was so strong that it almost condensed into substance, entangled this throwing axe, making it impossible to move an inch!

This moment......

The real Madondon screamed in his heart:! it! it! I'm scared to death, master! I'm half a second slower than I press the skill.

The false McDonald in the eyes of everyone -

He is as immobile as a mountain!

He, the wind is light!

He is invincible!

Because under the watchful eye, Madoncan slowly stretched out the index and middle fingers of his left hand, gently pressed them on the side of the axe blade, and slowly shook his head:

"You're not qualified—"

His voice didn't sound like much, but in fact, the volume of the [Breaking Courage and Roaring] level made the people within a radius of 100 meters around him hear it clearly.

The sharp axe seems to have turned into a soft little milk cat, and it can't be fierce.

With just two fingers, he missed this big axe that was more than one meter long and weighed less than fifty pounds!

What a momentum this is!?

What a great power this is!?

McDonaln made a 'pistol' gesture with his left hand, aimed at the enemy, and pronounced "Bang! ”

The chief is dead!

Certainly not killed by McDonald.

Rivendell, who was ten stalls behind because of the [God of War Charge], finally slapped his horse and arrived, and a golden holy light hammered down the chief's face.

KO！

The [Hammer of Wrath], exclusive to paladins and only available for enemies under 20% blood, is still quite powerful in the hands of a real paladin boss.

After the magic warhammer condensed with holy light smashed into the object, every inch of blood on that ugly green face bloomed with dazzling golden light, and after a tenth of a second, the head exploded on the spot.

Well, it looks like Rivendell is also in a hurry, I really don't know how much material was added to this trick just now.

This scene, in the eyes of Varian, a half-grown child, became a hero's unique majesty.

He respects Lothar, but how can a middle-aged and bald uncle who is beginning to become a Mediterranean man compare to McDonalken, a ready-made model who is only a little older than him?

Varian was unpretentious: "I've decided!" My child will be named McDonald's in the future! ”

(Anduin Urien of the Latter Generations:??? ）

Bolval couldn't laugh and cry, and said in his heart: Your Majesty...... You first have to have a wife (queen)! However, the only seedling of the Urian family, it's time to make arrangements.

On his lips, Bovar persuaded bitterly: "Your Majesty, although this is your right and freedom, please consider the feelings of His Majesty Minethir. ”

You are the king of the Storm Kingdom, and your son is named after the important retainers of my old Taizi family, have you considered my old Taizi's feelings?

Varian doesn't know so many political detours, anyway, McDonalken is very handsome.

The battle below actually decided the outcome from the beginning.

The Stratholme Knights seem to be attacking head-on, but in fact, McDonald has long created the best environment for them to charge.

On the four broken walls in front, every seemingly uninhabited wall head suddenly appeared a few sand sculpture players.

These guys turned into professional bombardiers and dropped silver bombs from the city thirty seconds before the knights charged into place!

"Boom, boom!"

Huge flames engulfed the dense orcs.

Shattered silver shrapnel, harvesting blood and life!

Even if it didn't kill him on the spot, it would blow up the orc team.

If you really want to collide with the tall orcs head-on, you are afraid that the war horse will also break its neck, and this sparse and falling formation is the most ideal environment to exert the impact of the knight.

By the time the orcs were driven to the Sodoril Bridge, the four bastions that had been playing dead finally revealed their hideous true colors.

There were no cannons, and every hole above the third floor of the pillbox was an extremely simple mortar.

Although the 60mm caliber mortar is limited in power and cannot destroy a strong bunker or anything, it is already a nightmare for the group killing orc infantry.

"Boom!"

As soon as the cannon went down, there was absolutely a blur of flesh and blood within a radius of ten meters!

A miracle of war, not purely magical, takes place here.

With bombardiers, crossbowmen and mortars as cover, 3,000 iron cavalry as arrows, and 120,000 troops then covered up, a low-level version of infantry and artillery coordination was played.

After a month, the battle flag of the Lordaeron Alliance once again fluttered in the orc-ravaged land of Andorhar.

"Kill!"

"Leave no mouth alive!"

"No mercy for the beasts!"

The land that has begun to rejuvenate is full of fleeing orcs.

Once upon a time, an orc chased and killed a village.

Now that it's changed, even if it's one person and one rider, it can run around the mountain with a dozen orcs.

The commanders of each corps divided the troops into three teams according to the predetermined route and pursued them in turn.

Rivendell was about to rest after taking the lead, and the horses led by Stratholme were really not good, and they broke the orc camp on the west side of the bridge, and the horsepower was insufficient.

Abidis went northwest and pointed at the Valley of the Hearth, where he wanted to unite the Volunteers of the Valley of the Hearth to attack the 30,000 orcs blocking the gate of the Valley of the Hearth.

Tirio Fording and Sky Dawn lead the main forces towards the Andoral Barriers.

Gavinrad*Doom, with the help of the Barov family's fleet, bypassed the orc defenses and went straight to the ruins of the city of Andohar.

That's right, all the battles are about grabbing the only two exits to this land that is controlled by the orcs. As long as the city of Andorhar and the ramparts are taken, all that remains is to close the door and fight the dogs.

After the army slaughtered the fortress of the Sodoril River, McDonald was left alone.

No sooner had he returned to the fortress than he saw Varian and Berval coming up to him.

Varian excitedly: "What a fight! Brother McDonald, you will go down in history! ”

McDonald was not surprised: "First of all, the alliance must achieve victory over the orcs. ”

See? This is the wind of a general!

Varian's eyes were shining, and his small eyes were full of adoration: "How can I become such a great warrior as you?" ”

McDonalken's inner twitch: Wait! King Wa is reckless enough in history, should I carve the word [Yong] on his chest in advance?