Lothar used troops, and he was even.

He is a good old man who has a wide range of friends, begging his grandfather to tell his grandmother, pulling out a huge group army, and just facing the enemy.

McDonald's use of troops also looks stable.

After fighting him, I know that whoever believes that this theoretically expired Zhengtai is pure, will be unlucky.

As the so-called pink hair is cut black!

McDonald, a good young man who was influenced by Grandpa Mao, beat the orc into a daze with a combination of punches.

The orcs sent messengers over, and the sand sculptors poisoned them, which of course had McDonald's consent.

In other words, there is a traitor among you orcs who has ruined your hometown, so you clean up the portal yourself! What are you doing with Azeroth taking human territory?

If you start a massacre again, play genocide again, and are defeated afterwards and then enslave the gods, don't pretend to be pitiful.

If you play a game, some players will wash the ground for the tribe, and since it has crossed, the ass decides the head, and McDonald naturally stands firmly on the side of the humans.

Anyway, I'll run away after McDonalken gets the Dark Gate in World War II, so I won't give you the way back for the world Saliu, don't blame me for not talking about Wudeha!

As soon as the agent reported that Grom had left the Wild West, McDonald had budgeted for the dynamics of the orc army.

On July 1st, almost at the same time as the Orcs held their Chieftains' Conference, a 'guerrilla' force was ushered in on the western wilderness coast.

Gian Stallman, as a young man born and raised in the Wild West, loved the land dearly. Looking at the former granary of the Stormwind Kingdom, barren because of the wanton plundering of the orcs, his heart ached.

According to the orders of the regent Lothar and the Duke of Stratholme, he took more than 3,000 volunteers from the Western Wilderness and a large number of equipment, insisted on the tactics instigated by someone, and mixed up in this land.

At four o'clock in the morning of this day, he led nearly a thousand men to wait near the Gold Coast mine pit directly west of the Western Wilderness. The mine is facing the sea, and there are fishmen around who are following the instructions of humans, and no orc wants to come here.

Get too close to the sea, and the orcs will be attacked by the fishmen.

Too close to the mine, the narrow mine with all the twists and turns, can pit the orcs to death.

After all, on the first day of guarding the mine, Grian first blocked half of the mine entrance with cement according to Mai's suggestion, leaving only one and a half meters high entrance.

It's not that orcs haven't tried to dig holes from somewhere else, but the orc's mining technology at this point in time is really not good. Digging a hole or something, it's really hard for this nomadic race.

"Are you coming?" Suddenly Grian saw something.

A dark cloud was blown away by the wind, and under the moonlight, there seemed to be an extra city that never sleeps in the distance, and the lights of thousands of homes lit up the darkness.

The subordinate asked Grian: "This, my lord, is this what you call a guerrilla?" ”

Grian's eyebrows jumped wildly, and he didn't know how to say it.

That's a thousand sails!

Isn't this the arrival of all the fleets of Kurtilas!?

He wasn't wrong.

The 1st, 2nd, and 4th fleets are here, and there is a new transport fleet!

"Wait! Isn't this ship going to dock? Looking at the huge ship that was getting closer and closer to the shoreline, Grian was stupid on the spot, although on the side of a recessed cliff by the sea, he had already lit a zigzag fire as a code. He really didn't think that the people of Kul Tiras would use the largest cargo ship to dock.

This isn't Stormhaven, and there's not a single place in the Wild West that could be used as a deep-water port. Most of the coastline is filled with rocky beaches with extremely gentle slopes.

The last time he returned, he used a small sampan carrying up to ten people to smuggle people ashore in a boat.

It's grinding, and it's torture just to look at it.

Wouldn't such a big ship come over and hit the rocks?

After a brief moment of stunnedness, Grian ran madly over the edge of the fire, picking up two lit sticks of wood and waving them desperately.

"Stop! Turn the rudder! Turn the rudder! He also knew that the people on the boat probably couldn't hear, but he couldn't control himself.

On the big boat, Fenna Jinjian also had a numb scalp: "It's still ...... Still going on!? ”

She looked at McDonald and the Master beside him with great suspicion.

Of course, McDonald understood the panic of a boat master like her, and turned his head: "What do you think, what do you think?" ”

Crassus's forehead was bruised.

Is there anyone like you who summons people, uh, dragons!?

"Call me Crassus!"

"Understood! Zhenjun! Good! What a fungus! "Mai someone deliberately said it crookedly.

I don't know why, looking at the way the licking dragon is working hard, he wants to bully Crassus.

The dignified thousand-year-old dragon is so undeniable. Crassus was angry, his eyes widened: Didn't you just refuse to ask my Luo Ning to work with you? Can you use Her Majesty to crush me?

McDonald glared back at the licking dragon: It's a crime! It's just a crime!

"Humph!" Crassus stood at the bow of the ship and raised his hand, and the whole night sky shook.

The slight coolness of the summer night was evacuated for a while, and within an area of one square kilometer, you could clearly feel the cold breath converging towards this side.

I didn't see how Crassus chanted the incantation, and he whispered in a clear voice, "Knock knock!" More than ten meters in the air above the sea, a white dragon claw suddenly appeared.

It's just a swing!

Five thick ice prisms have appeared!

The terrifying Frost elemental instantly freezes the sea, creating five ice piers at right angles to the shore.

Each pier is more than ten meters wide and condenses from the surface to the bottom of the sea.

This scene stunned the people on the boat and on the shore.

Bolval finally understood why McDonald had been ridiculing Crassus, Councilor Kenrito, every day in the past few days, as a [true monarch who crossed the sea by stepping on ice].

Sure enough, the true archmage does whatever he wants.

"Be careful." Madonald casually ordered Wen Leisa.

The female elf's face flushed with happiness: "Hmm." ”

The ranger troops who were transferred around were not dissatisfied, and they waited for the ship to dock on the icy dock, and immediately turned over and jumped off the boat.

Prepared in advance, with shoes with ice spikes, they looked at the mountains as if they were running on the sea, and in a few clicks they crossed more than 100 meters of ice and rushed to the front of Grian's newly formed Wild West guerrillas.

"On the orders of the Commander-in-Chief of the Alliance, Anduin Lothar, to set up a defense near this place." The leading elf threw a roll of parchment at Grian, and without looking back, the wind ran away with her men.

Grian and his men were stupid.

"My lord, that was the High Elf Ranger of Quel'Salas, right?"

"Hmm."

On board, a large number of sappers began to disembark, and they quickly spread a large amount of straw on the cold pier and unloaded the goods behind.

Immediately, the first rays of morning light shone on the shores of the western wilderness, and the tenth ...... The fiftieth Ice Pier appeared out of thin air.

At six o'clock in the morning, Grian finally waited for the Duke of Vortagan and the Duke of Stratholme, whom he had been thinking about.

The group came to the temporary command post of the Gold Coast Mine, and McDonald spread out the drawings: "I will build the western wilderness area into the most stable rear within a month." ”

Bolval looked at it and felt a little uncomfortable - you, the Duke of Lordaeron, why did you have a map of the Wild West that was even more detailed than our Stormwind City?

Probably, this feeling is that you said to Zhou Gongjin, my little Joe is a thief.

Ahem, please don't get me wrong, I'm referring to Xiao Qiao in "King of Pesticides"!