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Chapter 49 You're Afraid That You Can't Live...
Chapter 49 You're Afraid That You Can't Live...
There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!
This is the palace of the Menethil family. Of course, Terenas knew that it was Mai Xie, a demon, who poured ecstasy soup for the great lords.
Even so, Terenas had to pinch his nose.
No matter how much hearsay, it is not as shocking as an orc actually killing a guard in front of him.Terenas watched with his own eyes the young guard's body was brutally smashed in half by a large iron pipe.
The iron lamppost split open the guard's leather shoulder armor like a big sword, smashed the collarbone, and then smashed the ribs and internal organs in half like a dead tree branch.
That is definitely the ultimate power!
When Terenas was young, he was also a fierce swordsman at the level of a great sword master. If he was 30 years younger and given him a big sword, he would be able to do it without [anger] but only with his strength and skills.
Because of this, he completely changed his wait-and-see attitude and actively promoted the war.
It's just that McDonald's as a pusher is too powerful, Terenas is a little scared.
He quickly made up his mind: "Very good! Since my loyal vassals have no opinion, let's start preparing for the war. This is a battle involving the life and death of two races. I hope that within three months, every duchy will be There can be at least [-] professional soldiers and at least [-] trained militiamen! According to the needs of the war, this number is likely to double in half a year!"
Terenas emphasized: "Remember! I want soldiers who can really fight, not like the rubbish that was killed by orcs at the gate of the palace that day! Whoever brings some rubbish here, if Lordaeron is really invaded, don't blame me Regardless of his territory."
As a king, he knew too well the virtues of the nobles below.
you don't care about them?
Not to mention the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, you might even be able to mix scarecrows in the army.
In the original 'history', the seven kingdoms of mankind were all beaten into dogs.Destroyed, leftovers.
Well now, with the blood splashing the palace, at least the great nobles have a profound insight into the power of the violent version of the orcs. First, they no longer have any luck in their hearts, and second, they are lured by a man named Mai.
The nobles were agitated for a while before accepting it.
It's just that everyone glanced at Mr. Mai, who was the guest of the 'Finance Minister', and got a nod like a chicken pecking at the rice, which made everyone feel more at ease.
The meeting was a mess, but it turned out to be relatively smooth.
In addition to the national mobilization, a series of resolutions were passed unanimously, including:
Initiate an initiative to form an alliance against the Orcs with the remaining five kingdoms;
Send high-level observers (several brave lower-ranking nobles) to Stormwind Kingdom to obtain first-hand information;
The nobles voluntarily (Terenas extorted one by one) provided a certain amount of gold coins to urgently support the Kingdom of Stormwind;
Dispatch large teams of adventurers in order to capture more orc captives for recruits to embolden.
……
There would have been endless wrangling and quarrels because of interests, but because of a bloody incident and a godly hero, a near-perfect solution was obtained.
As the evening approached, an agreement was finally reached, and the nobles, whether they were sincere or false, all raised their glasses happily on the surface to celebrate.
Only McDonald knew that he would not want to sleep tonight.
As soon as he returned to the duke's palace, he saw Duke Fordragon come up and briefly talk about the changes in Lordaeron's policy, and Bolvar showed an ecstatic expression on his face.
"Thank you so much! You are our eternal friend of Stormwind Kingdom!"
The pot friends are exempted. When my family in Stratholme is on the street, can I join you?
The Redridge Mountains are too poor, the Swamp of Sorrows are too sad, and the night forest is too ghostly, or will Westfall send me?
Of course, these words can only be kept in mind.
When McDonald's words came to his lips, it became: "If Lordaeron doesn't wake up, everyone will die together. To save you is to save myself."
The truth is so true, why is the entire Lordaeron a man who understands McDonald's?
Bolvar trembled with excitement, stared at McDonald's, and put his hands on his shoulders: "I and the entire Stormwind Kingdom owe you! As long as you don't tell me to rebel against Stormwind Kingdom in the future, I will listen to you."
For honest people, this is already the maximum commitment.
McDonald patted the outside of Bolvar's sturdy arm: "You go back first. Don't come over if you have nothing to do these three days. And don't hold out much hope, Lordaeron will not be able to send troops without half a year."
Bolvar's mouth wriggled, but he didn't speak after all.
There is no way, the military mobilization ability of the feudal system is such a waste.
Sure enough, McDonald's was rushing to finish his dinner, and the grand dukes were killed one by one.
Basically, it started with "McDonald's, my dad and I were XXXX back then", and then after a long time, he expressed his hope to buy a batch of equipment at a reasonable price.
In a country that has not had a war for at least a thousand years, just imagine how sparsely armed it is.
All kinds of iron weapons and armors are in rotten warehouses, resold at a deficit, and things are left in random places.
The nobles who can come now are already a little hard on their own, at least they know that their armory is equivalent to a scrap iron yard.
The least reliable ones are the ones that haven't come yet.
In terms of wealth, it must be Silverpine Forest, Tirisfal Forest, and the southern part of Andorhal.After all, in times of peace, of course, food is better sold than minerals.
During the war, it turned around, and the one with the mine in his hand was the uncle.
Most of the high-grade mines in Lordaeron are located in Hearthglen at the back of the Andorhal Territory, as well as the Stratholme Territory of Mack, with the largest output in the McDonald's Territory.
Everyone is mentally prepared to slaughter McDonald's hard, who knows.
"No problem, I'll give you 100 tons of Thorium ingots at the market price at the beginning of this year. A craftsman? I don't have enough for myself." McDonald's statement made several waves of big bosses so moved that they almost snot out.
Great guy!
As everyone knows...
McDonald murmured, "I'm really selling you at a high price, how long will I lose my family!?"
Near midnight, another big guy came to the door.
"Welcome, Duke Andorhal. Why, do you want to order Thorium Bars too?"
This golden curly white pig, dressed in luxurious human clothes, whose facial features seem to be able to squeeze out oil at any time, spreads out his big, stubby hands as soon as he sits down.
"Humph! Don't pretend! I know it's the fault of my family's Ritter Planck! But it's too much for you to take away my White Cross Arena without saying a word?"
Meow meow meow? ? ?
The atmosphere suddenly took a turn for the worse!
I've seen it horizontal, but I've never seen it this way.
The big fat pig saw that McDonald wouldn't speak, and continued to be old-fashioned: "Boy. Don't be too extreme. The enmity between the big families is hard to resolve. Of course I know this is given to you by the king. But you take it, you are the enemy of the Andorhal family. This is not a year and a half, it is likely to be a major event after a hundred generations of your and my descendants, can you—can you afford this responsibility?”
McDonald was stunned for a moment, really pissed off.
I am dignified Maisai Weng, in this world, I am the representative of [one-person family portrait], would I be afraid of you, a pig?
You really never thought about what kind of bird Andorhal would become, right?
A guy like you can't live for half an episode, ahem, [-] words!
McDonald's suddenly restrained all his expressions, [Roar of the Army] arranged!
"roll--"
(End of this chapter)
There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!
This is the palace of the Menethil family. Of course, Terenas knew that it was Mai Xie, a demon, who poured ecstasy soup for the great lords.
Even so, Terenas had to pinch his nose.
No matter how much hearsay, it is not as shocking as an orc actually killing a guard in front of him.Terenas watched with his own eyes the young guard's body was brutally smashed in half by a large iron pipe.
The iron lamppost split open the guard's leather shoulder armor like a big sword, smashed the collarbone, and then smashed the ribs and internal organs in half like a dead tree branch.
That is definitely the ultimate power!
When Terenas was young, he was also a fierce swordsman at the level of a great sword master. If he was 30 years younger and given him a big sword, he would be able to do it without [anger] but only with his strength and skills.
Because of this, he completely changed his wait-and-see attitude and actively promoted the war.
It's just that McDonald's as a pusher is too powerful, Terenas is a little scared.
He quickly made up his mind: "Very good! Since my loyal vassals have no opinion, let's start preparing for the war. This is a battle involving the life and death of two races. I hope that within three months, every duchy will be There can be at least [-] professional soldiers and at least [-] trained militiamen! According to the needs of the war, this number is likely to double in half a year!"
Terenas emphasized: "Remember! I want soldiers who can really fight, not like the rubbish that was killed by orcs at the gate of the palace that day! Whoever brings some rubbish here, if Lordaeron is really invaded, don't blame me Regardless of his territory."
As a king, he knew too well the virtues of the nobles below.
you don't care about them?
Not to mention the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, you might even be able to mix scarecrows in the army.
In the original 'history', the seven kingdoms of mankind were all beaten into dogs.Destroyed, leftovers.
Well now, with the blood splashing the palace, at least the great nobles have a profound insight into the power of the violent version of the orcs. First, they no longer have any luck in their hearts, and second, they are lured by a man named Mai.
The nobles were agitated for a while before accepting it.
It's just that everyone glanced at Mr. Mai, who was the guest of the 'Finance Minister', and got a nod like a chicken pecking at the rice, which made everyone feel more at ease.
The meeting was a mess, but it turned out to be relatively smooth.
In addition to the national mobilization, a series of resolutions were passed unanimously, including:
Initiate an initiative to form an alliance against the Orcs with the remaining five kingdoms;
Send high-level observers (several brave lower-ranking nobles) to Stormwind Kingdom to obtain first-hand information;
The nobles voluntarily (Terenas extorted one by one) provided a certain amount of gold coins to urgently support the Kingdom of Stormwind;
Dispatch large teams of adventurers in order to capture more orc captives for recruits to embolden.
……
There would have been endless wrangling and quarrels because of interests, but because of a bloody incident and a godly hero, a near-perfect solution was obtained.
As the evening approached, an agreement was finally reached, and the nobles, whether they were sincere or false, all raised their glasses happily on the surface to celebrate.
Only McDonald knew that he would not want to sleep tonight.
As soon as he returned to the duke's palace, he saw Duke Fordragon come up and briefly talk about the changes in Lordaeron's policy, and Bolvar showed an ecstatic expression on his face.
"Thank you so much! You are our eternal friend of Stormwind Kingdom!"
The pot friends are exempted. When my family in Stratholme is on the street, can I join you?
The Redridge Mountains are too poor, the Swamp of Sorrows are too sad, and the night forest is too ghostly, or will Westfall send me?
Of course, these words can only be kept in mind.
When McDonald's words came to his lips, it became: "If Lordaeron doesn't wake up, everyone will die together. To save you is to save myself."
The truth is so true, why is the entire Lordaeron a man who understands McDonald's?
Bolvar trembled with excitement, stared at McDonald's, and put his hands on his shoulders: "I and the entire Stormwind Kingdom owe you! As long as you don't tell me to rebel against Stormwind Kingdom in the future, I will listen to you."
For honest people, this is already the maximum commitment.
McDonald patted the outside of Bolvar's sturdy arm: "You go back first. Don't come over if you have nothing to do these three days. And don't hold out much hope, Lordaeron will not be able to send troops without half a year."
Bolvar's mouth wriggled, but he didn't speak after all.
There is no way, the military mobilization ability of the feudal system is such a waste.
Sure enough, McDonald's was rushing to finish his dinner, and the grand dukes were killed one by one.
Basically, it started with "McDonald's, my dad and I were XXXX back then", and then after a long time, he expressed his hope to buy a batch of equipment at a reasonable price.
In a country that has not had a war for at least a thousand years, just imagine how sparsely armed it is.
All kinds of iron weapons and armors are in rotten warehouses, resold at a deficit, and things are left in random places.
The nobles who can come now are already a little hard on their own, at least they know that their armory is equivalent to a scrap iron yard.
The least reliable ones are the ones that haven't come yet.
In terms of wealth, it must be Silverpine Forest, Tirisfal Forest, and the southern part of Andorhal.After all, in times of peace, of course, food is better sold than minerals.
During the war, it turned around, and the one with the mine in his hand was the uncle.
Most of the high-grade mines in Lordaeron are located in Hearthglen at the back of the Andorhal Territory, as well as the Stratholme Territory of Mack, with the largest output in the McDonald's Territory.
Everyone is mentally prepared to slaughter McDonald's hard, who knows.
"No problem, I'll give you 100 tons of Thorium ingots at the market price at the beginning of this year. A craftsman? I don't have enough for myself." McDonald's statement made several waves of big bosses so moved that they almost snot out.
Great guy!
As everyone knows...
McDonald murmured, "I'm really selling you at a high price, how long will I lose my family!?"
Near midnight, another big guy came to the door.
"Welcome, Duke Andorhal. Why, do you want to order Thorium Bars too?"
This golden curly white pig, dressed in luxurious human clothes, whose facial features seem to be able to squeeze out oil at any time, spreads out his big, stubby hands as soon as he sits down.
"Humph! Don't pretend! I know it's the fault of my family's Ritter Planck! But it's too much for you to take away my White Cross Arena without saying a word?"
Meow meow meow? ? ?
The atmosphere suddenly took a turn for the worse!
I've seen it horizontal, but I've never seen it this way.
The big fat pig saw that McDonald wouldn't speak, and continued to be old-fashioned: "Boy. Don't be too extreme. The enmity between the big families is hard to resolve. Of course I know this is given to you by the king. But you take it, you are the enemy of the Andorhal family. This is not a year and a half, it is likely to be a major event after a hundred generations of your and my descendants, can you—can you afford this responsibility?”
McDonald was stunned for a moment, really pissed off.
I am dignified Maisai Weng, in this world, I am the representative of [one-person family portrait], would I be afraid of you, a pig?
You really never thought about what kind of bird Andorhal would become, right?
A guy like you can't live for half an episode, ahem, [-] words!
McDonald's suddenly restrained all his expressions, [Roar of the Army] arranged!
"roll--"
(End of this chapter)
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