McDondon leaned down and fed [Invincible] a piece of his favorite bean cake, and [Invincible] licked his mouth with his tongue, and then affectionately rubbed McDonald with his horse's neck.

Seeing that the foal he had given to his good brother had become like this, Arthas was in a better mood again, and [Invincible] was more like a testimony to his friendship with McDonald.

Then, as McDonald rode out of the fortress, the scene stunned Arthas.

Outside the fortress, a huge phalanx of 10,000 people was neatly lined up, and when the 200,000 troops gathered on a meadow that had been carved out, the scene became very spectacular.

On the top floor of the fortress, sweeping past at a glance, there are so many generals that you can't finish it without turning your head.

A steady stream of heroic soldiers, stretching from the farthest end of the forest to the edge of the mountain line.

Suddenly, Rivendell shouted at the top of his voice, and his voice rang out in the silent square: "Soldiers, answer me, who is it, who has repeatedly cracked the conspiracy of the orcs?" ”

Before Mai could react, all the soldiers of the five legions under the Stratholme command shouted in unison—

"McDonald! McDonald! McDonald! ”

The uniform shout made the surrounding legions look sideways.

Mai was embarrassed for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed.

Sample, actually play this hand?

But, actually, that's not impossible.

Rivendell continued to roar, "Who is it?? Kill the most orcs? The strongest Golon? ”

"McDonald! McDonald! McDonald! "Unexpectedly, this time even the Ranger Legion, the Scarlet Cross Legion next door, and the Lordaeron Royal Legion roared along.

"Who is it? Lead us to victory after victory—"

"McDonald! King of Bunkers! Stratholme Pizza Hut! "That's even more exaggerated. It was no longer clear whether this was incitement or sincere accomplication, and the Arathi Legion, the Dwarven Legion, and so on in the distance, followed suit. That is, the Stormwind Kingdom division that set off from Stormwind City is not there, and all the rest of the legions are involved.

They shouted in a haphazard manner, apparently without much rehearsal.

But their love for McDonald is absolutely sincere!

They raised their weapons aloft in their hands and roared loudly.

Swords like a mountain! Spears like a forest!

A full 200,000 people roared in unison, and the sound of mountains and tsunamis swept through the sky.

At this moment, Arthas finally truly realized how high the prestige of a commander who has won consecutive battles has in the league.

"Now, our god of war is invited to speak!" Rivendell's roar, in exchange for a higher and more fiery cheer.

"Oooo

McDonald rode his horse to the top of a high slope and looked down on the army, met with a series of fiery and adoring eyes.

This has been won one battle after another.

From Andorhar to the city of Lordaeron, from Quel'Salas to the wetlands, to Danmoro, and finally to Alwyn's Forest.

Whether it's the surging green tide, the terrifying Goron, or the invincible Iron Star, nothing has ever been able to bring down this god of war.

McDonald was a little ashamed, this was mostly the bonus of the traverser, and then he was calm. Even if he is a fellow traverser, no one will do it better than him.

He made a fist tightening motion with both hands, and the audience immediately fell silent. Every Alliance soldier held their breath, ready to hear what he had to say.

This scene made the hearts of Arthas and the bigwigs who were secretly watching awe-what a lofty prestige this is!?

McDonald spoke, and with the amplification of [Broken Army Roar], the voice spread far away.

"Those abominable orcs have invaded our world through a giant portal called the Dark Gate! They burned down our towns and slaughtered all our relatives and friends! But, soon, they will have to pay with their lives for their evil deeds—"

Looking at McDonald's raised fist, the 200,000 soldiers suddenly boiled again, and it took a while to subside.

"Although we are about to defeat them. But remember – it's not the last battle that follows! ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a slight commotion among the soldiers.

"They are the first aggressors, and by no means the last!"

"So I want everyone to remember that no matter whether we can still stand on this earth after this battle, those who survive must keep a vigilant heart!"

"The crisis is far from over, and the future needs to be carried forward!"

"However, as long as we maintain courage and hope, in the end great peace will surely come to the world of Azeroth!"

At the end, McDonald drew his dragon's tooth sword and shouted to the sky, "Long live the Alliance!" ”

"Long live the Alliance!"

"Kill the orcs—"

"Long live Duke Stratholme!"

With excitement and determination, the army moved towards the forward position of the orcs thirty kilometers to the east.

The news of the Alliance's approaching army was received by Orgrim as soon as possible.

The real confrontation was seven days later, and for the first three days, Orgrim had been using third-rate clans as cannon fodder, delaying the advance of the alliance's army.

Now the orcs dare not confront the alliance on two terrains: one is the water's edge, and the alliance does not know what method it has used to make the originally chaotic and neutral fishmen defect to the alliance; The other is the area close to the mine, and the ghost knows if there will be the next subsidence.

The area near Crystal Lake to the east of Shining Gold was eliminated first, and then to the north near the mines.

In the end, the orcs set the decisive location near the Tower of Azura.

In the game, it is a small forest area, but in reality, it is a prairie of more than ten square kilometers. Once upon a time, it was also a dense forest, but with Lothar's order to set fire to the woods last year, and now the young saplings that have just grown have been cut down by orc laborers, and this is a meadow with sparse tree stumps.

"Woooooo With the sound of the horn, the armies of both sides slowly approached.

Orgrim sat on a strange steel chariot reminiscent of a crab, a king crab with sharp bumps on its chelicera.

With three floors of bodywork, he could easily observe the alliance's formations - no surprises in the regular formation. In front was a platoon of 50,000 men of infantry, with cavalry on two flanks, and a large number of artillery, ballistae, and trebuchets arranged on the left and right sides in the middle.

"Gotta give it a try." Ogrim raised his hand, and the [Iron Star], who had almost succeeded in his murder, appeared again.

At any given time, this massive war machine will always cause shock on the other side.

The commotion of the Alliance forces could be heard even on Orgrim's side.

"Boom, boom!" The four-story steel wheels crushed the small tree stumps on the ground, and the loud roar drowned out even the sad cracking of the stumps.

It was at this time that the Union's slinging maneuvered.

Thousands of huge barrels that could fit orcs into them were thrown into the air, arcing in crooked arcs and falling into the Iron Star or their path. As soon as the iron bucket fell to the ground, it even exploded in mid-air, swaying out a large lump of viscous black liquid.

As soon as the originally fierce and abnormal big iron wheels touched those black slimes, they showed a strange deceleration. At first, it wasn't noticeable, but when the whole wheel was stained with the black stuff, the revs dropped significantly.

"What's that?" Liadline finally couldn't help but ask McDonald.

"Asphalt!"