"Ahhhhh

The attendant behind him behaved in a similar vein, stupidly slamming his head into the door frame and falling unconscious.

"Boom!" The door of the parlor was slammed open, and at this time, there were actually several groups of nobles waiting outside.

I don't blame them for their enthusiasm, but they can't help it.

After more than a thousand years of peace, who will still fight?

First, McDonald was a big celebrity in front of the king; Second, after McDonald cut down trolls and slaughtered orcs, he already had the name of the little god of war, and everyone scolded him behind his back as a cub and a dead butcher, not to mention, at least his force was recognized; Third, McDonald sells arms and does not kill people......

That's all, no matter how much you wait, who knows how much of the inventory of armaments Stratholme has left?

Suddenly, the three marquises, five counts, and a large retinue of people waiting outside just watched the Duke of Andorhar roll out.

Everyone's facial expressions froze at the same time, and they didn't know what expression to use to face this scene.

The [Broken Army Roar] didn't last long, and the big fat pig who quickly regained his consciousness immediately showed an angry expression. He pointed at McDonald, who walked out of the room, with trembling fingers, instinctively wanting to say something cruel, but when the words came to his mouth, he didn't dare to scold.

Completely ignoring the strange gazes around him, McDonald was domineering.

"Rubbish! Peace for too long! Don't even have lard left in your head? The fall of Stormwind is only a matter of time. Don't think there's Alterac and Dalaran in front of you, maybe it's going to be a green tide for us in Lordaeron soon. It's all like this, and you still have a blue face to ask me about the White Cross Gladiatorial Arena? ”

"You ......," said the fat pig, timidly, unable to say a word, and the guards he had left outside were stared at by the knights such as Serriek, and their hands were pressed on the hilt of their swords.

The corner of McDonaln's left mouth raised, and his smile became even a little evil: "I want to thank you, it wasn't your dog who accidentally released the orcs, and Lordaeron didn't realize the horror of the orcs." However, since Your Majesty confiscated your gladiatorial arena and gave it to me, don't expect to be able to take it back from me casually. ”

Speaking of which, the melon-eating nobles suddenly understood where the conflict between the two sides was.

On the surface, they are regarded as invisible and inaudible, and as soon as they turn around, the scandal of the Duke of Andohal will immediately spread throughout your circle.

I don't know how many people sneered in their hearts: Who are you messing with, not that Stratholme butcher? Originally, the little kid was wild and fierce, but this kid has seen blood, and no one cares about it, who will be threatened by you?

McDonald Ken was unforgiving: "Remember! The preparation of the whole country for war is a national policy set by His Majesty Minahir and all the nobles! If you dare to make a small move in the territory of Andorhar, impose a transit tax or make some kind of thieves to affect the armaments and supplies I provide to the other dukes, then don't blame me for sending troops to escort you! When the time comes, don't look for me for any like the rice in the field being trampled on. ”

"Of course, you can find my musket! Or like a real nobleman, throw white gloves at me and ask for a gladiatorial fight! McDonald raised the gun in his hand diagonally, and someone immediately recalled the scene when the creature charged into several orcs in the dance hall of the royal palace, and then shot the orcs in the head with one shot.

Blood and brains splattered all over a wall, and the servant turned around and wiped it while spitting, and it took a long time to get it right.

"You...... You...... You ......" The big fat pig didn't dare to let go of any cruel words after all, and ran away with his tail between his legs.

One can imagine how many vicious curses and resentments he had in his heart.

It doesn't matter anymore.

At three o'clock in the morning, after sending away the remaining nobles and signing a series of cooperation agreements, Serijek finally couldn't help it: "My lord, do this to the Duke of Andorhar...... Is it appropriate? ”

McDonald's eyes looked out the window, as if to whisper: "After this battle, whether there is an Andohar Territory or not, it is a question." ”

Serijek's body stiffened suddenly, and his head bowed: "Your Majesty must strictly guard your tone." ”

There's definitely a reason why McDonald has no fear. Even if the system prompts McDonald to [prohibit illegal giving], McDonald will not get used to this product.

The orcs in the Battle of the Dark Gate are a semi-demonic army that has swept across the entire Eastern Kingdom continent in history.

Lordaeron is located on the northern continent, and the territory is a bit like a loin, with a concave in the middle. To the southwest is the Silver Pine Forest, and to the west and central is the Tirisfal Woodland, both of which are flat and undefendable.

To the east of the centre is the territory of Andor, to the south of the territory is the Great Plains, full of farms, and to the north the valley of the hearth is steep.

The easternmost part is the Stratholme Territory, which is basically an alpine basin, surrounded by 90-degree cliffs, and without the modern mountaineering tools of the earth, even the orcs cannot climb it. It is very safe to block the only two entrances and exits in the southwest and north.

Historically, the orcs did not come directly from the southwest silver pine forest, but instead penetrated the Andohar territory from the central part and burned the city of Andohar to the ground. Later, the rebuilt town of Andorhar was slaughtered by the Scourge again.

This place is definitely a dead place within a dead place.

The ridiculous Duke of Andohal actually threatened McDonald with his offspring......

Hehe!

I don't know what will happen to me in this world, but you must be cold.

The next day, McDonald was approached by two fools.

The second fool thought that he was doing it without knowing it, so he found a single room in the palace and secretly dropped: "Big brother." ”

is the same age, and the two fools have always been reluctant to call Big McDonald, and usually call him by his name.

As soon as you open your mouth, you know that it is the old rivers and lakes, and you know the rules!

Really......

"Can you take me to the Stormwind Kingdom this time? I'm actually pretty good at fighting. This...... It's the request of my life. ”

Alas! What a fool! Dedicated to the country and the people, I really don't know if it will become the second generation of the Demon King in the history of Mao?

Looking at the two fools with their hands folded, McDonaln was a little choked.

Abducted the 14-year-old crown prince to go out to fight, and his ten more heads were not enough to cut off Lao Taizi.

He gambled a dime, and there must have been a secret guard eavesdropping nearby.

"You're too small!"

"I'm not small!" The second fool showed off the biceps that made Mai feel inferior.

"I said your heart is weak!"

"Huh?"

"You may be better at swordsmanship than I am, but your mind is too fragile and prone to the tip of the bull's horns. Once on the battlefield, it is easy to make fools. Let's not talk about whether His Majesty approves it or not, I don't want to go out with a burden. ”

"What!?" Two fools with blonde hair rushing to the crown.

"That's it, don't say I'm bullying you, I'll give three conditions, if you do any of them, I'll find a way to take you to the battlefield."

"It's a deal!" Arthas's eyes were blazing, and his eyes were full of hopeful light.

Five minutes later.

"Uh-h

Ten minutes later.

“Rua！” A second fool was knocked into the palace pool and fluttered for a long time.

Fifteen minutes later.

Arthas, with his sword in hand and unable to defeat even an empty-handed priest (Uther), sat on the grass with his eyes blank.

A salted fish (prince) has lost his dream!

McDonald smirked: "That's it? ”

Alsace was autistic.