Stratholme God

  Chapter 135 The Deviated Tile King (2 more)

   As we all know, the real King Gou has to keep 100 million hands in everything.

  There is no way to go up and play a set in one go. After finishing the work, I will die if you don’t die.

  To be reasonable, McDonald's still has [Breaking Roar] and [Thunder Hundred Strikes] useless, but there are no enemies within the skill range, so why not use a chicken and keep it for self-defense?

   Almost when this thought flashed through McDonald's mind, an orc who was fifteen meters away threw a tomahawk at McDonald's.

   "Dang!" Valeera performed her duty as a guard well, flew over, and volleyed the battle axe with a graceful posture.

  However, the second battle axe shot from the other side, the last one came first, and the sharp and breaking wind sounded as if it crossed the space and reached the ears of Varian at the head of the city.

   "Ah!" Varian screamed in shock.

  MacDonald Pigeon Beware—

   This is the voice of the future tile king at this time!

  I saw Mai, whose face was not red or heartbeat, and stomped his feet.

  The violent thunder light instantly became the only main color on the battlefield.

   The last axe of the blood-soaked chief was less than a meter to the left of McDonald's, almost hovering.

   The wind element, which was so strong that it was almost condensed into essence, entangled the flying axe, preventing it from entering an inch!

this moment……

   The real McDonald screamed in his heart: FUCK! What the hell! What the hell! Scared me to death! I press the skill slow for half a second and it's over.

  The false McDonald's in the eyes of everyone——

  He is as motionless as a mountain!

  He, the wind is light and cloudless!

  He is invincible!

  Because under the attention of everyone, McDonald slowly stretched out his left index finger and middle finger, pressed lightly on the side of the axe blade, and slowly shook his head:

   "You're not qualified-"

  His voice doesn't sound like it's loud, but it's actually at the level of [Intimidating Roar], so that people within a hundred meters around him can hear it clearly.

   The sharp flying axe seemed to have turned into a soft little milk cat, no matter how fierce it was.

   With just two fingers, he missed this big axe that was more than one meter long and weighed less than 50 kilograms!

   What kind of momentum this is! ?

   What a mighty force this is! ?

  McDonald made a 'pistol' gesture with his left hand, aimed at the enemy, and pronounced in his mouth: "Bang!"

  The chief is dead!

   Certainly not McDonald's.

   Rivendell, who was ten horses behind because of [God of War Charge], finally arrived, and a golden hammer of holy light stuck on the chief's face.

  KO!

  The [Hammer of Wrath], which is exclusive to paladins, can only be used against enemies below 20% HP. It is quite powerful in the hands of real paladins.

   After the magic warhammer condensed with holy light hit that guy, every inch of blood on the ugly green face burst into a dazzling golden light, and after a tenth of a second, his head exploded on the spot.

  Well, it seems that Rivendell is in a hurry too, I really don’t know how much material was added to this move just now.

   This scene, in the eyes of Varian, a half-year-old child, became the unique prestige of a hero.

   He respects Lothar, but a middle-aged bald uncle who started to become Mediterranean, how can he compare to McDonald's, a ready-made model who is only a little bit older than him?

  Varian said with great certainty, "I've decided! My child, I will name him McDonald's in the future!"

   (Anduin Wrynn of the Future:???)

   Bolvar was dumbfounded, thinking to himself: Your Majesty... You must first have a wife (queen)! But the only seedling of the Wrynn family, it's time to make arrangements.

With   's mouth, Bolvar urged: "Your Majesty, although this is your right and freedom, please consider your Majesty Menethil's feelings more."

  You are the king of the Storm Kingdom, and your son is named after my old Taizi's important minister. Have you considered my old Taizi's feelings?

  Varian doesn't know so many political twists and turns, anyway, McDonald's is handsome.

   The battle below actually determines the outcome from the very beginning.

  The Stratholme Knights seem to be a frontal attack, but in fact, McDonald's has created the best charging environment for them long ago.

   In front of the four broken walls, several sand sculpture players suddenly appeared on each of the seemingly empty walls.

   These guys turned into professional bombardiers and dropped Thorium bombs from the city head 30 seconds before the knights charged in place!

   "Boom boom boom!"

   Huge flames engulfed the dense orcs.

   Exploding Thorium shrapnel, harvesting blood and life!

   Even if he didn't get killed on the spot, he would blow up the Orc team.

   If you really want to hit the tall orc head-on, I am afraid that the warhorse will also break the neck, and this sparse formation is the most ideal environment to exert the impact of the knight.

   When the orcs were driven to the Sodoril Bridge, the four bastions that had been pretending to be dead finally revealed their hideous true colors.

  There are no cannons, and every cannon on the third floor of the bunkers is a very simple mortar.

Although the   60mm caliber mortar is limited in power, it cannot destroy solid bunkers or something. For killing orc infantry, it is already a nightmare level thing.

   "Boom!"

   One shot down, absolutely blood and blood within a radius of ten meters!

  A not pure magical war miracle happened here.

   With bombardiers, crossbowmen and mortars as cover, 3,000 iron cavalry as arrows, the 120,000-strong army then covered and killed, stunned to play a low-profile version of the infantry artillery coordination.

   After a month, the battle flag of the Alliance of Lordaeron once again fluttered in Andorhal, a land ravaged by orcs.

"kill!"

   "Don't leave alive!"

   "No mercy for beasts!"

   On the land that began to rejuvenate, there were orcs fleeing all over the mountains and fields.

  In the past, an orc hunted down a villager.

   Now that I have changed it, even if one person rides, he can drive a dozen orcs all over the mountain.

   Each army commander divided the troops into three teams according to the predetermined route and pursued them in turn.

  Rivendell had to rest after taking the lead. The warhorses led by Stratholme were really bad, and they overwhelmed the orc camp on the west side of the bridge, and the horsepower was insufficient.

  Abydis went to the northwest and pointed his sword at Hearthglen. He wanted to join forces with the Hearthglen Volunteers to attack the 30,000 orcs blocking the door of Hearthglen.

  Tirion Fordring and [Brightening Dawn of the Sky] led the main force to approach the Andorhal fortress.

  Gavinrad* Doom, with the help of the Barov family's fleet, bypassed the defense of the orcs and went straight to the ruins of Andorhal city.

   That's right, all the battles are to grab the only two exits in this land controlled by orcs. As long as Andorhal City and the barriers are taken down, the rest is to close the door and beat the dogs.

After the    army smashed out of the Sodoril fortress, McDonald's didn't care.

   As soon as he returned to the fortress, he saw Varian and Bolvar coming up to him.

  Varian excitedly said: "A wonderful battle! Brother McDonald, you will be recorded in the history books!"

   McDonald's flattered: "First of all, the Alliance must win the victory over the Orcs."

did you see? This is the general style!

  Varian's eyes are bright and bright, and his small eyes are full of worship: "How can I be a great warrior like you?"

   McDonald's twitches: wait! King Wa has been reckless in history, shouldn't I engrave the word "Courage" on his chest in advance?

   (end of this chapter)