Little Duke?

No one in this world would underestimate a duke, especially such a powerful duke in the field.

If you really want to compare, the weight of the Duke of Stratholme is even much heavier than the crowns of Gilneth and Alterac, regardless of the territory area, the number of people in the territory, mineral deposits and other resources, they are the two children's shoes left by Stratholme who eat the wind on the top of the mountain.

Everyone knew that Duke Stratholme was bold, and his soldiers were particularly capable of fighting, and with his power, he could even be on an equal footing with Antonidas Dalaran in Dalaran, but McDonald still came without hesitation and joined in this extremely risky operation.

In the era of hot weapons, the leader is on the front line of the battle, which is called stupidity, not courage.

In Azeroth, where individual power can turn the tide of battle, sometimes a strong decision is far more important than a thousand troops.

This will also give the people below a hundred times more courage.

In fact, McDonald knew that this operation was a success, and according to the urine nature of 'history', there was a high probability that he would be in danger, and he would take some time to come over and succeed in the white prostitution task reward or something.

Wen Leisa: They don't know!

It's like a serious person who hears the word "Shakespeare" and can't think of it like some LSPs, who can only think of great writers, and even Valeera, a thief who doesn't care about anyone at the beginning and only hides in the corner with his hands on his chest, has a bit of a respectful taste.

Obviously a little uncomfortable in the light, she still left the corner and sat out, ready to listen to McDonald's mission instructions.

They are so respectful of someone, but they can't bear someone's face.

"Don't worry too much about who I am. If I destroy my hometown for the orcs, I will be a lost dog. ”

The more he said this, the more real the glint in Wen Leisa's beautiful eyes became.

McDonald could only quickly divert the topic.

He hung a map on top of the bar with clear outlines of the Hillsbrad Hills, Arathi Heights, the Wetlands, and Fort Grimbaatar, and McDonken circled the location of the fort in red before starting to talk.

"According to the Alliance and my private intelligence sources, although there are orc flying units stationed in these areas, it is basically confirmed that all the red dragons of the orcs flew out of the Grimbaatar Fortress."

"After a large number of statistics by the Interior Minister, we have come to a surprising conclusion - that is, it is not the Wyvern itself that restricts the number of orc dragoons, but the number of riders. The production rate of the red dragon far exceeds the training speed of the orc cavalry. ”

"If we let this dragoon unit go unchecked, we have a good chance of losing this war."

McDondon said this, and the four team members gasped at the same time.

The number of griffons that can go to war is limited, and there are only about 3,000 in the sky, including nearly 1,000 young griffons who can barely carry human flights, but their level of training, load, and flight level are certainly not as good as adult griffins.

Now the Hammer Dwarves are stuck on the only mountain road leading to Hinterland in the Hillsbrad Hills, and if the air force fails, the Orcs will drive straight into the Eagle's Nest Mountain, and the Hammer Dwarves in their early 100,000s alone cannot be the opponent of the Orcs.

McDonald's words changed: "You know, the Red Dragon Legion belongs to the guardian dragons of Azeroth. Their vocation is to protect the entire planet of Azeroth from foreign enemies. It is inconceivable that the arrogant dragons would submit to the orcs. So our mission is to find a way to infiltrate the fortress of Grimbaatar and find out the secrets of the orcs' control of the Red Dragon Legion. ”

Wen Leisa raised her hand and asked.

McDonald nodded.

Wen Leisha said in a crisp and pleasant voice, "Since it is the dragon's lair, there must be many dragoons patrolling the sky." Moreover, the dragon's eyesight is not affected by the darkness, and if we are to approach a fortress guarded by so many patrols, we are afraid that we will be burned to ashes before we can get close. ”

McDonald said indifferently: "After many battles, we are basically certain that the dragon is not willing to be controlled. Once an orc cavalry is killed or unconscious, they will immediately flee the battlefield, but will only return to Grimbaatar Fortress. This proves that the red dragon and the orcs are not of the same mind. Even if they find out about our presence, there is a high probability that they will remain silent and will not alert the orcs on their backs. ”

Everyone nodded.

"And then the second point, most orcs have severe [night blindness], that is, they can't see far at night. On the other hand, the two elves in our team have [Dark Vision], so it should be feasible to sneak into the fortress at night. ”

"Your Excellency understands very well!" Wen Leisha chuckled.

McDonald ended up drawing a giant red arrow on the map.

"To cover our operation, my [Barbatos Air Band] and the Dwarven Griffin Knights of Kudran* Brute Hammer will launch a massive aerial feint of more than 1,000 horsemen. The goal was to wipe out all the orc dragoons over the hills of Hillsbrad, forcing Grimbaatar to urgently divert all mobile forces hovering over the fortress. Create the best diving opportunities for us. ”

When the four of them heard this, their breath was short.

What is Big Spending?

That's the big deal!

Gambling with the lives of a thousand horsemen to cover their infiltration, what a trust in them, and ...... Set store by!

For a moment, the four of them felt that their hearts were heavy.

Madondon took out his expensive diamond-encrusted gold pocket watch and looked at it: "It's ten o'clock in the evening." The feint will start at 9 a.m. tomorrow morning. A whole day is enough for the orcs to react and go to transfer troops. ”

Lord Kurtaz furrowed his white eyebrows: "What if the main force of the orc air force does not move?" ”

McDonald's face sank: "Then the orc air force will be completely wiped out, and the orc camp will be bombed without limit, until the dragon-throated orcs pour out." ”

In just a few words, all the team members can experience the determination of the alliance.

Kurtaz nodded: "Grimbaatar is our former dwarven territory, and if the orcs haven't rebuilt it too much, I should be able to take you on some shortcuts." ”

McDonald looked around: "Still have questions?" ”

Luo Ning raised his hand timidly at this time: "I ......"

"You say."

He took a few deep breaths, brushed his somewhat messy red hair, and plucked up courage, "I, I'm a terrible mage. In my previous missions, I lost control of my spells and killed or injured my companions. I thought this time it was my own mission, but I didn't expect ......"

As soon as he said this, Winissa, Valeera, and Kurtaz frowned.

McDonald interrupted him, "You're a powerful mage, aren't you?" That's how your teacher, Congressman Crassus Kenrito, recommended you to me. ”

"But...... I'm afraid...... Hurt you, Lord Duke. ”

Luo Ning's unconfident performance made Wen Leisha's eyebrows almost stand up.

"You've miraculously done it every time, haven't you?" McDonald's voice was high-pitched: "You can not be confident! But please believe in the teacher who has always believed in you, and believe me in this choice to believe in your duke! ”

"What's in case?" Luo Ning was so moved that he seemed to want to cry.

McDonald's eyebrows were cold, and he was heroic: "If I really die at your hands, then there is only one thing you have to do......"

Everyone held their breath and listened to that final answer.

Really!

The answer came as scheduled, and it was domineering -

"That is, step on my corpse and complete this damn mission!"