Stratholme God

Chapter 58 Destiny is Wonderful
The physical level of the level 30 guards is not low at the time of the first battle of the Dark Gate. For elite players who are used to going up and down the sea, it is a little awkward, and it is not acceptable.

Don't you have special abilities?
Count the ball!

But if they don't wave, it's extremely difficult.

[Brightening Dawn of the Sky] As soon as they finished speaking, the following group of trolls immediately changed their names. It was originally written as a certain team, which is convenient for commanding.

Holy crap, isn't this 'all on the waves'?

[Zhao Xiao] Holding his forehead in despair: "Oh my God! Dad's seat is not easy to sit!"

Here, the mysterious troop that had just counterattacked thousands of orcs brilliantly, naturally gained the attention of Bolvar and Anduin.

When Anduin and Bolvar came to inspect the unit with their personal guards, confusion among the sand sculpture players appeared.

Anduin saw that they were burying their companions.

This is normal, but you put two orc corpses in it, and you put your feet in the face of the dead, what does that mean?
[Yunwei] who was questioned by Losara was very embarrassed: Do I have to tell Losara, this is because this guy calls men into women's clothes every day and screams loudest, and then I let him add a man to a man, so that he can rest in peace? ?
[Yunwei] Seriously: "[Jun Muqi] is a good warrior. His biggest wish during his lifetime was to die with the orcs. So we satisfy him, so that when he dies, he can smell the orcs' stinky jio, uh, smell the orcs. The breath of the enemy."

Lothar heard a little understanding, he nodded: "I respect the heroic warrior, if conditions permit, his last wish should be fulfilled."

Originally [Yunwei] still thought, Lao Jun was a decent person before his death, everyone should spit before leaving, but unfortunately Yunwei is a little empty, so she didn't dare.

Here.

"Commander Lothar, I... can I take a picture with you? Uh, it's something like a magic oil painting." When Anduin walked in front of him, a beautiful black-haired girl shyly made a strange request .

Anduin was stunned: "Is there a painter who painted you and me?"

"No, just stand there. I'll do the rest."

"Huh?" Anduin was a little dumbfounded, but he happily accepted the request.

When [Rainy Night Black Cat] posed scissors hands and various poses beside him, it should be crazy to take pictures through some kind of system, which caused a riot.

"Fuck! Living Lothar!"

"I want to take a photo too!"

"Me too--"

The sudden commotion of these guys startled Lothar. Anyway, they still have rules and know how to line up and come one by one.Anduin was a little embarrassed, but his aristocratic demeanor drove him to be a good tool man.

In the bleak wind, Bolvar was so messy: Why didn't anyone come to find me?

Originally, it was okay, but unexpectedly, these funny requirements have been upgraded.

"Commander Lothar, can I keep a hair of yours?" [Junchen Tianya] said.

"why is that?"

"You are my idol, and I want to keep a piece of your hair so I can fight bravely."

It was a strange request, but Lothar agreed.

who knows……

"I want one too!"

"I want ten—"

"I want a hundred—"

Well, the cause of the confusion is that the slut [Junchen Tianya] typed in the player's group: I dislike the handsome guy the most. I want to shave his hair and let him enter the Mediterranean uncle mode as soon as possible.

A group of male players who were not handsome enough for Lothar suddenly became excited. They frantically stretched out their hands and tried to lick their hair, like a zombie siege.

This time, Lothar's guards were really frightened.

Lothar, who fled back in embarrassment, found that when he was evacuating, he did not know who he was plotting, and there was really a small piece of hair missing on the top of his head.This gave him a bit of heartache.

Recently, the pressure of the war has been too great, and he has already lost his hair every day.

Those bastards really can't open the pot and lift it.

Lothar left the troop's camp with great embarrassment.

Over the next few days, the performance of this Trident unit remained outstanding.They are not only good at frontal force, but also very suitable for individual combat.

The most outrageous thing is that some of them can speak murloc.

There are many rivers and lakes in Elwynn Forest, and the dense water network is not that Stormwind Kingdom does not want to use it, but these complex swamps, lakes and streams are inhabited by a creature called murloc.

These guys have a fish torso but oddly short limbs that allow them to move ashore.

Generally speaking, the fish body is not large, and it is only half the height of a human. Occasionally, there are larger ones.

Most annoyingly, murlocs are omnivores, and they will indiscriminately attack anything they can eat, including humans.

These little guys are not very powerful, and an average adult human man can beat one to death with his bare hands.

Not to mention that murlocs are social creatures, they also use simple wooden spears and other weapons, and some murlocs even use water magic, which is very difficult.

In addition, the murlocs often live in swamps, surrounded by complicated river channels, boats can't drive in, and it is dangerous for soldiers to enter the quagmire.

Murlocs are the cancers that Elwynn Forest has been unable to eradicate for thousands of years.

Unexpectedly, a few trident soldiers leaned over and babbled, and saw a group of murlocs "quack quack", kneeling towards them.

Then Lothar was shocked to see a large group of murlocs rolling out of the swamps and rivers, out of a winding formation, to be reviewed by human soldiers.

No, it's more of a ceremony of allegiance.

Lothar saw that the murlocs were kneeling and bowing to those guys.

"This is how the same thing?"

[Situ Yanpo] shrugged: "Learn a foreign language! I learned Naga, and these murlocs with bad brains think I am a Naga with long legs. Naga is the natural ruler of murlocs."

Lothar: "..."

Bolvar: "..."

This guy snapped his fingers: "I can speak murloc, high elf, and dwarven."

Lothar got a headache when he heard it: "Okay, okay, tell me, what do you want to do with these murlocs?"

"I think the commander-in-chief allows us to form a mobile unit that goes deep behind enemy lines, and we will find a way to burn the orc's baggage."

The corners of Lothar's eyes were twitching, he held it for a few seconds, and finally nodded: "Okay!"

……

Regardless of how the player roared out of the sky in Elwynn Forest, McDonald, who returned to Stratholme City, was relieved after confirming the player's role.

"The Stormwind Kingdom has held it. Next, it's time for me to lose my family."

He first found Archbishop Alonzos Fao in the city's cathedral.

"Godfather! How's your Paladin plan?"

"It's almost ready!" Alonsos had an undisguised exhaustion on his face, but he was very happy. He rang the bell, and five peerless men filed in through the door of the side hall.

In the future, Uther, who will be given the surname of the Messenger of Light, has survived N versions of Turalyon in one breath. Saidan Dasuohan, the best and most burly swordsman, was mentioned by the 'Lafayette' who ended the Lich King in history. Leo Fordring, and... Viscount Orix Rivendell, who was originally destined to occupy the magpie's nest as a death knight and further become the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

An intriguing smile appeared on McDonald's face: "Fate is amazing!"

(End of this chapter)