Stratholme God

   Chapter 793 Thrall's Wisdom (3 more)

   (Silver cute master givemepower plus 50/100)

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   Coincidentally, almost as soon as Thrall finished speaking, the guard at the door passed the message, and the golden sword came.

  Thrall stood up and politely welcomed Fenna's visit.

   Watching this young, delicate elf-human mixed-race woman become a giant because of her abilities, Thrall was very emotional.

   He is not interested in those gossips. What he cares about is the harmonious relationship between humans and elves, dwarves and gnomes.

  Perhaps this is a racial talent that the orcs truly cannot envy.

Thrall has made a lot of efforts over the years, trying to make the orcs respect the tauren and trolls more: the result is that the tauren is a little better, because the tauren is really fierce, and usually does not hurt when wrestling, boxing, etc. There are many violent beatings of orcs in sports. Orcs who abide by the law of the jungle in their hearts still look at the tauren. They often look down on trolls who are relatively slender.

   Anything that is just as good as us orcs is trash.

  What trolls just throw javelins weakly.

   Then in recent years, he disliked blood elves and only cast magic behind him.

   Similar orc supremacy, Thrall has not broken it for many years.

   But Thrall knew very well that in the face of an alliance with almost perfect integration and cooperation of multiple races, the population of orcs alone would not be enough to die.

   Thrall sincerely admires McDonald, who can widely accept other races, and even appoint his clansmen to high positions.

  Here, facing the military salute of the golden sword, Thrall bowed slightly in return: "Why, have you notified the Stratholme leader?"

  Thrall just asked casually.

   He knew very well that the Horde had nothing to negotiate with the Alliance. The leaders of the alliance generally regarded the tribe as a low-level one, and often only let the lower-level people come to meet the dignitaries of the tribe. It's like seeing Vol'jin only with Darion, the Duke's son.

   This in itself has an element of humiliation.

  However, the two are mortal enemies, and the tribe is seeking an alliance, so Vol'jin has to endure it.

   Over time, it has become a routine.

   In Thrall's mind, as long as the Alliance sends a king out to meet him, it will be a face.

   It seems that Jaina, who rules Theramore City and has a noble status, is not impossible.

Unexpectedly, the golden sword said loudly: "Tell the Great Chief - one of the founders of the alliance, Lord Anduin Lothar, the last pure-blood descendant of Emperor Thoradin, and your father, Lord Durotan, almost at the same time. Killed. All the leaders of the alliance are furious, so if the warchief has no opinion, the leader of the alliance will meet the warchief at Golden Sword Port at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

   It is impossible to hide it. Stormwind Kingdom held a moment of silence at half-mast, such a big event, sooner or later, the tribe's spies would know.

   It is better to speak out rather than hide it meaninglessly.

   Thrall's heart thumped violently, and the force was so violent that he was startled.

   This time, he is ready to use a humble gesture to beg the alliance for a shot.

   That **** flying fortress is endlessly plucking tribal wool and becoming a dead man. The tribal life is very sad, and if this continues, the young and strong will be wiped out.

   With the support of the Iron Horde, perhaps the tribe will not perish, and the days to come will never be easier.

   I just didn’t expect that Kel’Thuzad would do such an amazing job, and the Alliance and Horde would do it together.

   From the standpoint of the undead, this is nothing to say.

   Life and death confrontation!

   I always feel that this big lich's approach is a bit unwise.

   Anyway, at the most embarrassing time for the tribe, this was an assist to the **** of the tribe.

   In fact, the same question was asked by the Plaguebringer Nors in Naxxramas.

Kel'Thuzad replied: "Of course I know that it is unreasonable to be enemies with two powerful opponents at the same time. But don't forget that the Scourge has never seized the alliance led by McDonald Stratholme since its inception. Overwhelmed. He's too smart to see through my plans time and time again. With unconventional strength and means, he thwarted our offensive. Do you... remember our original intention of leaving Northrend?"

   North was dumbfounded.

   If the Scourge can sweep the ordinary world with a thunderous force, there is no need to send their so-called task force.

   In the end, it wasn't because the Lich King had been sleeping all the time, and Kel'Thuzad, who was in charge of the Scourge, judged that humans couldn't continue to develop at a high speed before running out to make trouble.

  This **** McDonald's is too good at farming and explosive technology. He has already created a lot of black technology far beyond this generation. There is no need for actual combat tests in the war, and it can be played directly when it is taken out, and it is very capable of fighting, wiping out the numerical advantage of the Scourge Legion with exaggerated and violent artillery.

   You can see that Naxxramas was intercepted by the fleet the first time Naxxramas crossed south. To this day, the Calamity Legion has not figured out how it was discovered, caught and beaten.

At this time, Mr. Ke continued: "What I want to do is to make these sad living people unable to rest. Even if they are behemoths stronger than the Scourge Legion, they are all sad existences that must rely on the land to survive. As long as Naxxramas ran all over the world, letting them continue to bleed, and no matter how huge the existence was, there was a moment when it weakened and fell."

   In a sense, Ke finally comprehended the profound meaning of guerrilla warfare.

  Kill the important figures of the Alliance and Horde, forcing you to mobilize the army, use a large number of troops to expedition, follow the **** of the flying fortress, and forcefully drag down its economy and agriculture.

   I have to say that in terms of viciousness, Ke is definitely the best in the world.

  Since there is a common target of Mr. Ke, at least the alliances and tribes who have cooperated many times since the Haishan period have a common goal.

   Thrall, who had not slept well all night, forced himself to sleep for three hours.

   As an extremely strong orc warrior, Thrall's physique is very strong. He gets up at six in the morning, washes all kinds of things, and even asks his attendants to carefully clean up his equipment.

Missing the seamount, and no chance to set foot in Molten Core and Blackwing Lair, now the tribal heroes brought back from the ruins of Ahn'Qiraj all the equipment, which is what Thrall is best at except [Doom Hammer] .

  The full-face helmet [Helm of Dominance] cannot be worn. Wearing this thing makes you want to fight, so little Saurfang holds it around his waist and helps Thrall carry it.

The three-piece [Cloak of Steadfast Strength] and [Ring of Steadfast Strength] of the Epic of the Ruins of Qiraji can be worn. After adding the [Horusas Shoulder Lining] and [Savage Bracers], the rest is excellent. 'Ocean outfit' too.

  No way, the tribe is really poor.

   This is the best gear Thrall can wear.

  In the reception hall of the castle in Golden Sword Port, looking at the luxuriously equipped McDonald's with the antler sword pinned to his waist, Thrall felt that his eyes were stinged.

He quickly adjusted his mood, looked at Kalia next to McDonald's, and showed a just-right smile: "Duke of Stratholme, I have long admired the name. Oh, your female companion is also as beautiful and moving as rumored. The tribe doesn't have any good greetings, so let's use this as a shame."

   Thrall waved his hand, and his own attendant offered a gift on a tray.

   Good guy!

  【Quicksand Robe】!

   Sao Nian! Your way is wide!

   (end of this chapter)