Stratholme God

   Chapter 1364 When will my people come?

   On Zandalar Island:

   As we all know, there is no war this year that is not over budget.

   In view of the basic destruction of the Zandalar Golden Fleet, the Alliance has absolute dominance over the sea and the air. After a series of py transactions, it was finally decided to attack Zandalar Island in two stages and three divisions.

The first stage:

The northwest route was led by Danas Trollbane, with the Stromgardians, as well as the noble private soldiers of the Barov family and the Abidis family, from the Waldun area in the northwest of Zandalar Island. Coastal landing. The town was Haas' Eighth Army, and the Sardinian Air Squadron.

  The northeast route was led by Jaina, supplemented by Mograine's private troops, Kane's tauren troops, Velen's draenei troops, and the rangers led by Windresor. In the town are Liadrin's Ninth Army and the Jagged Air Squadron. I don't know why, but three thousand tridents followed.

second stage:

After fully attracting the enemy's firepower from the first two roads, Tyrande will lead the elite night elves to enter Zuldazar, the old lair of the enemy's southern area, and take the Zandalari troll king Rastakhan and Princess Talanji directly. .

   In fact, the decline of the night elves has long been in the eyes of the Alliance.

   Once upon a time, dark elves were the second largest race in the alliance, and their strength was still higher than that of Stormwind Kingdom. McDonald's kindly invited the dark spirits to join the alliance at the beginning, and the dark spirits also reluctantly managed to get the isolationists in the clan to join the alliance out of fighting against the old tribe headed by the orcs.

  After the two sea-mountain wars, the loss of the night elves' high-end arms can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye. This is not a dozen years, but it is likely that it will take hundreds of years to barely make up for it. Especially after the Stratholme mecha unit was born, and after proving that it can fight against large enemy units, the status of the dark spirits in the arena has already plummeted.

   In recent years, compared with the fact that various alliances have fought hard to kill the enemy on the battlefield, and expanded their territory and population after winning, Dark Essence really doesn’t have a good record.

   Want everyone to recognize you?

   It's easy!

   Even if it’s not like Stratholme, who must be the leader in every war, at least like Stormwind Kingdom, when McDonald’s is too busy, he can independently settle a continent.

   Dark Essence is really pulling her hips recently.

   Fortunately, it was decided that the night elves would only have one vote in the throne meeting. After all, there were small countries like Gilneas and Stromgard at the bottom, so the dark elves would not be an eyesore.

   Now Tyrande suddenly jumped out and grabbed the Lord C of Zandalar Island, which made others suspicious, but also had a little anticipation. Everyone wants to see how much money the dark spirit has.

  Smile! How can the dark spirit have any family background, and the remaining family resources are all given to Fandral * 25 helmets to lose seven or eight. The remaining mountain giants, chimeras, and giant treemen are just enough for them to perform a dying struggle when they are on the verge of extinction.

  Tyrande's only confidence is the big dog McDonald's!

   Interestingly, that's not the case at all on the surface.

   The first to deceive was Thrall's old tribe.

   "What? McDonald's invited me to watch the preparations for the attack on the Iron Horde of Draenor?" Thrall was shocked.

  The messenger Velles* Deep Shadow bowed to Thrall: "If the chieftain is afraid, or if he doubts the sincerity of our alliance, he can also send a trusted chief over to take a look."

  Obviously aggressive!

   This is going to the enemy's army of hundreds of thousands!

   When Thrall was still the Great Chief, he would never go no matter how big his heart was. Going to the Golden Sword Port was the limit.

   Varok and Rexxar were about to persuade, Thrall waved his hand, and Vol'jin shook his head.

   They found out recently that McDonald's seemed to ignore them, but in fact, they had already cut off all their escape routes. When their people arrived at Hellfire Peninsula, it was natural that the hunting team was on the surface, and they brought back enough prey.

  Only an old shaman who is smart enough and knowledgeable will know that 70% of the prey are not from Hellfire Peninsula at all, they are driven from all over the outer domain. Some scouts even discovered that Union soldiers had dropped a lot of anesthetized prey on their borders. It's just that these prey wake up and regain their wildness, seemingly cruising around.

   Another key is that the Nagrand area suddenly collapsed by a third.

   Some people say that it is the natural collapse of Outland. After all, the map of this broken place is getting smaller every day.

   Thrall was suspicious, but McDonald's sent someone to blow up Nagrand's foundations.

  No matter what the truth is, relying on it is a dead end.

   "I'll go, with Chief Vol'jin."

   "Welcome!"

  Kul Tiras in July has a typical marine climate, which should have been sultry under the sun.

   However, the Alliance Expeditionary Force that landed around Bridgeport, where the New Dark Portal is located, did not feel that way at all, because…

   Hovering in the center of Tiragarde Strait, the huge Ebon Fortress and the huge fleet of hundreds of 200-meter-long flying giants can be said to cover the sky!

   Thrall, who turned into a night elf officer, and Vol'jin, who turned into a gnome officer, were entering the military camp under the leadership of Velles.

   "What a huge army!" Vol'jin, whose mind was almost blank, sighed sincerely.

   "Indeed." Thrall's mouth was bitter.

   Bridgeport, one of the main ports of Kul Tiras, is not small. With it as the center, on the seaside plain of more than 30 square kilometers, and even on the mountains surrounding the bridge port, it can be seen that there are allied troops.

  The well-ordered barracks are not contiguous, and there are obvious firebreaks between the barracks.

   Countless trucks and forklifts are unloading a large number of packed military supplies from the port terminals, as well as the flying version of Liberty.

  Thousands of tanks were neatly lined up in the clearing.

   And at every intersection, a large number of military police are maintaining order, counting supplies, and checking the identities of passers-by.

   The most eye-catching thing about Thrall is the old craftsmanship handed down from McDonald's - Jingguan!

   The brown-red, once-lived orc heads were processed by a group of giggling logistics soldiers, forming a huge pyramid one by one.

   The black iron armor that even the old tribe warriors envied was ripped off from the corpse and thrown into the furnace for recycling.

  The corpses of the Orc soldiers, which had begun to rot, were thrown into a huge furnace by a forklift to be burned, and the strong smoke drifted overseas.

   From a distance, you can also see a large number of warships with the characteristics of the Iron Tribe, as well as the golden warships of Zandalar sunk in the shallow waters, and engineering ships are constantly salvaging the golden parts.

The victory of the    Alliance in Kul Tiras is beyond doubt.

Not long after   , McDonald met Thrall in a parlor in Ebon Fortress.

  The two who used to be of equal status, looked at each other for a long time without saying a word.

  Vol'jin thinks that McDonald's will be more or less arrogant and humiliate Thrall.

   Not actually.

   Instead, Thrall opened the chat box: "When will my people come?"

   (end of this chapter)