Stratholme God

   Chapter 931 Come and chase us

   "Magic Mecha..." McDonald's voice almost murmured.

  The warm atmosphere a few seconds before the throne meeting immediately cooled down a lot, and the leaders were more fully aware of the importance of expeditions to outer domains.

Several bigwigs have even started to be afraid - if they did not choose to agree to the second expedition, the result is likely to be the burning legion's infinite violence in Outland. When the door of darkness is suddenly opened, it is the pitiful Watch Fort. Faced with thousands of [Hellfire] charges in one breath, as well as the assault of three-digit magic mecha.

   Destroying the enemy outside the national border is undoubtedly the best solution.

In the    magic mirror, Varian stood up, with a resolute face: "Your Excellency, the Stratholme leader, from this moment on, the Kingdom of Stormwind is willing to enter a state of full-scale war at any time."

   Big Shorty Magni stood up: "So does the Bronzebeard Dwarf."

  The third, the fourth... Soon, all the leaders of the alliance stood up and expressed the same wishes.

   Don't look at Outland's fight for several months. So far, whether it's Windsor's Expeditionary Force or the Stratholme Army seconded to Kaizi by McDonald's, they can only be regarded as part of the Alliance.

   The entire alliance, except Stormwind Kingdom and Ironforge, is a first-level combat readiness, and most of them are maintained at the most common third-level combat readiness.

   Entering the highest state of total war means that all heroes including the king must unconditionally obey the command of the leader.

   Just at this moment, the scout in front immediately sent back the monitoring screen.

   McDonald's glanced at the three small mountain-sized magic mechas, and suddenly frowned.

   "What?" Varian demanded.

MacDonald didn't answer directly, he waved his hand at Varian, signaling him to take it easy, then turned to look at the dwarf master craftsman: "Lord Mekkatorque, compared with the previous magic mecha, I found that Is it any different?"

  Gerbin frowned and stared at the three magic mechas.

   Laymen watch the fun, and insiders watch the doorway.

  As a machine master, what Gelbin sees is naturally different from other leaders.

"The lord of the alliance said so, and I also found it. The balance system of these three mechas is a bit bad, and then the logic command system is very rigid. It seems that they have only been ordered to attack in a straight line and destroy everything in front of them..." The master craftsman Blah blah blah, he said something that most of the leaders couldn't understand.

  These professional terms, without any knowledge of robotics and programming foundation, can’t be understood at all.

Mai succinctly translated it to the other leaders: "What the master craftsman said is that these three guys cut corners when building, which is not the same grade as what we encountered in Hellfire Peninsula, probably the 0.9-type Zaku and Zero. The difference in type. Of course, if our forward battalion is dead, it will be very troublesome."

  Gerbin was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, you can say that."

  Gerbin speaks so professionally that no one understands it.

   Someone cited his own Zaku as an example, and everyone understood it in seconds: one is a one-time consumable without even armor, and the other is a mass-produced version that can be used repeatedly and has great power.

  In this case, McDonald's decisively ordered: "Let the forward battalion retreat, and it doesn't matter if you abandon the baggage when necessary. Human life is the most important thing."

   Alsathon took the command: "Understood, but where should we retreat? To what extent?"

  Everything has a degree.

   Stratholme's army has already developed a tenacious will--advance and retreat, come and go like the wind!

  The soldiers were not afraid to retreat. After all, even the capital city of Lordaeron has been lost once and regained once, so there is nothing to be afraid of. Especially since this is far away from his own country, and there is nothing behind him that must be guarded, it really doesn't matter if he retreats.

  The two fools just need a retreat target.

   McDonald glanced at the map.

  Unfortunately, if the tribe followed into Shadowmoon Valley as in the history, then Shadowmoon Village in the northwest would be the best target for the disaster.

   Suppose, three magic mechas rushed into the tribal camp to kill and kill, and I was excited to think about it.

   Looking at these magical energy mechas that are ten meters a step, it seems that a light cannon is lit on McDonald's forehead.

   He turned his head to look at Sylvanas: "Lord Windrunner, do you remember what I told you about [flying a kite]?"

   Recently, Queen Xi was a little sullen with McDonald's.

  Without it, it was because she was afraid that Mai's hobbies had changed greatly. When she was not afraid of McDonald's being a dragon knight, she was afraid that he would not be an elf knight in the future.

   A faint sense of crisis lingered in her heart, but she didn't dare to force Mai Xie to go too far. After all, this guy doesn't seem to like too strong women.

   She needs to do something to get a sense of presence.

   Just then, McDonald asked her about kite flying, and she got excited.

   Queen Xi's eyes lit up, she unconsciously raised her chest slightly, and shook her head gently: "Where do you want me to take these guys?"

   McDonald whispered a place name: "Nagrand."

The voice of    fell, and all the alliance bosses complained in their hearts.

   If Nagrand, who was in a mess, would encounter three magic mechas, wouldn't he be turned upside down?

  The dog is still your dog!

   Orcs may not be human, but you are a real dog.

   There is a road to the southwest of Terokkar Forest leading to the Nagrand area, and the Alliance has already begun to build a bunker there. There's nothing to be ashamed of, it was made with your McDonald's money anyway. It is more than 300 kilometers from east to west in Terokkar Forest, you are willing to let your girl run so far with three big men?

  Queen Xi is definitely a ruthless person, she quickly calculated in her heart and gritted her teeth: "I can try it, I'm about 70% sure to do it well."

   "Of course, you don't have to run so hard." McDonald said very considerately: "Onyxia will accompany you."

   "Ah!" Princess Heilong called softly.

   "What? Is there a problem?" McDonald asked gently.

  I don't know what to do, at this moment, Onyxia seemed to see through everything: Sure enough, the elves are true love! I'm just a humble and poor tool dragon. After riding for the master, I have to ride for the mistresses...

   "No... no problem," she replied timidly.

   "That's it."

The    Alliance Forward Army quickly withdrew, and the withdrawal was smooth.

   They quickly dropped the inconvenient things to disassemble, almost choked seconds, repacked all the soldiers and important equipment, and towed them away with a car.

  In the hands of highly mechanized vanguard soldiers, everything seems so reasonable and natural.

   The Fel Mecha that lost its target immediately received Windrunner's powerful thunderbolt with its face!

   Standing on the back of a huge black dragon that looked fierce and brutal, Sylvanas' long blond hair and cloak fluttered in the wind, looking heroic and arrogant.

   With the [Blitz Strong Bow] in his hand, Queen Xi's arrogant mocking sound drifted far down the wind.

   "Hey! Those three big guys! Come after Onyxia-chan-" Queen Xi was obviously exported by culture.

   The female dragon whose name was called of course knew her name, but the last [Sauce] seemed a bit ambiguous!

   glanced at the magic mecha's fist that was bigger than her dragon's leg, and the mother dragon suddenly understood everything.

   woo woo! You are poisonous!

   (end of this chapter)