The family background with long ears is still very thick, and the 6800-year-old heritage is not blown.

When the news came from the player [Scarlet QS] who had infiltrated Elven City with the [Deception Orb], McDonald let out a sneer.

I really don't know which big nobleman is greedy for ink.

This scene is very similar to when Emperor Chongzhen was hit by Li Zicheng, the king of the Ming Dynasty, the ministers headed by Zhou Kui were only willing to give 200,000 taels of silver to the emperor as military funds, and as a result, when the king entered the city, these ministers spit out 70 million taels of silver.

When a country loses its enterprising spirit from the top down and becomes extravagant, where does the money come from?

This kind of corruption actually occurs in almost all human and elven kingdoms, but Quel'Salas is the worst.

This country, which is governed by elven law, can be described as rotten to the bone.

If McDonald were an elf, he would have to give Quel'Thalas a bottom-up revolution to overthrow the corrupt Silvermoon Council and the Sun King.

The ass decides the head, and McDonalken, as a human, never intended to fight for the elves from the beginning.

He doesn't do anything like a hot face sticking to a cold ass.

In his heart, McDonald wished that the long-eared master and Orgrim would die together, and then the whole world would celebrate.

Using a new batch of arriving cannons, McDonald broke through the orc blockade again, broke up these second-rate clans, and drove them into the forest, allowing the sand sculptors to take advantage of the strong winds from west to east and set fire to Zuaman.

To be reasonable, if the Elven Ranger was willing to burn down the forest, the Zuaman trolls would have already hit the streets.

Without the cover of the woods, and the Zuaman trolls who are not good at digging holes in the ground, can they withstand a bunch of elven mage's biubiubiu?

McDonaln was the first to disbelieve.

If you don't break it, you can't stand it, and you can plant trees after killing all the trolls.

This kind of proposal can't be said to a ranger who loves the forest.

In order to appease Winresa and other rangers, McDonald had to 'severely punish' the soldiers who accidentally set fire to the forest.

A soldier who looked exactly like [Junchen Tianya] and claimed that his name was Tony Damu to the elves was hung on the southeast branch by McDonald and sacrificed to the sky.

After all, it was early spring, and the fire couldn't burn much fiercely, and it was extinguished in a few clicks.

Thanks to the fire, a firebreak separated Zuaman from the rest of the Wraithlands, more than five kilometers wide, was cleared.

Then, McDonald began to build a bunch of bunkers, with the momentum of 'I just want to build all the way to Silvermoon City'.

In the parallel world, there is no one else who can play the real-time strategy game RTS as a tower defense game TD.

Wen Leisha asked, "Why don't you just advance to Silvermoon City?" ”

McDonaln replied: "No qualified commander would venture when his flank is not safe, or when the grain route is cut off. Remember! Hungry soldiers can't fight. ”

The truth of the matter is that McDonald doesn't mind throwing money at it.

If he spends money and is still treated as a stupid X, it will make him very unhappy.

By the way, the last King of Alterac who received money from someone and jumped back blindly, now even the ashes have been raised by someone.

Suona, Holy Light Town Requiem, everything is arranged.

McDonalken just didn't advance or retreat, maintaining a daily kilometer posture to force over, which made Orgrim very uncomfortable.

The most uncomfortable thing for the big chief is not him McDonald, but Brother Godan.

"What? Gul'dan ignored my orders and ran away!? Ogrim's bloodshot eyes were full of disbelief.

He couldn't help but recall the warning of his old friend Durotan before his death, "Gul'dan wants to betray all orcs", and a feeling of chagrin deeply irritated him.

He didn't know about Guldan's glimpse into the power of Sargeras, which didn't stop him from wanting to cut down the grass and eradicate it more than once.

The cruel reality beat him again and again, and Orgrim understood that without Gul'dan, who was the last of the mages, the orcs would definitely not go far.

However, Gul'dan hid too deeply, and he groveled again and again, paralyzing Orgrim's heart.

Out of trust in his fellow orcs, Orgrim believed the oath of allegiance.

Now......

This has become the most hypocritical lie!

The Death Knights, who were theoretically loyal to him, followed Gul'dan without looking back.

The ogre Gugar, who swore allegiance, also followed Gul'dan!

"Traitors must be punished severely!" Today's Great Chief is furious, and the dignity of the Great Chief must be maintained: "Red! Maim! I command you to take the remaining one-third of the ships and catch up with Gul'dan! Kill him! Bring his head back to me! ”

Orgrim ordered the Black Hand brothers, who had always seemed to be very well-behaved.

He took it for granted.

The Blackstone clan is the clan that made his fortune, which does not mean that everyone really obeys him.

Especially after he killed the former Great Chieftain Black Hand by sneak attack in the Makgora Duel, the two Black Hand smashed him all the time. Of course, due to Orgrim's force, Red and Maim did not attack on the spot.

They continued to obediently accept orders.

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!" Seemingly insidious, Red, who doesn't look like an orc at all, said.

But here, with the most loyal men of their brother out of the camp, the Red brothers immediately set sail by boat, and the destination was of course not the tomb of Sargeras, where Gul'dan went, but the Burning Plains where the Black Iron Dwarves had traded with them before.

After leaving the Duskhammer Clan of Gugar, and then leaving the Blackstone Orcs who will become one-third of the Blackfang Clan, and then the trolls of Zulgin were surrounded by the Stratholme army, and they couldn't get over it at all, and the elite forces on Orgrim's hands were suddenly much less.

After reining in the remnants of the second-rate clan who had been driven away by the McDonald's army, Orgrim clearly realized that this trip to Quel'Salas might not be able to continue.

He has a full plan in his hands, and he can fight 200,000 orcs (the rest are miscellaneous soldiers and hard laborers), and he thinks he has a seventy percent chance of winning against either the elves or the Stratholme army.

After all, the elves are matchstick people in his eyes, which consumes the mana of the elven mage, and one orc in hand-to-hand combat can fight two or three elven infantry.

And the Stratholme Army, according to preliminary reconnaissance, seems to have few troops.

Well, at this point in time, Orgrim, because of the bad communication, he didn't know that his good buddy Grom had been beaten by McDonaln with turret poison once, and subconsciously thought that those bunkers could simply be smashed with trebuchets......

"Varok, you continue to attack Silvermoon City, and I'll go and kill that human force first." Orgrim made the important decision to split his forces into two lines, preparing to turn back and take out McDonald's forces first.

Who knows, as soon as the orcs here pulled out of camp, they received news that the human beings abandoned the large construction site under construction, quickly retreated ten kilometers, and then camped and watched. Not only that, but the cavalry troops that had been wandering around the perimeter of the orc camp also withdrew, leaving a bunch of griffons hovering in the sky.

Orgrim was really disgusted by McDonald.