NOVEL WEB Stratholme God
Chapter 479 is handsome
Chapter 479 is handsome
Thrall looked as far as the eye from the top of the city, and the south seemed to have become a dense green ocean. Flags floated on the ocean, and the reflections of weapons flashed from time to time.
The young warchief tightened his lips, he knew that as long as he moved his lips, he could start a real war.Just a few words can decide the life and death of 10,000+ people. Until this moment, he has the real feeling of becoming a great chief.
Also at this moment, Thrall understood why even Orgrimmar, whom his father respected so much and was known as the number one strategist of the orcs, couldn't win a battle against the Dark Portal that should have been a complete victory—— It is out of control, and there are too many things outside the specifications.
While growing up, Thrall tried his best to restore the whole process of Hellgate I and World War II. Even if he heard a lot of things in the human tavern, they were all leaked by middle- and lower-level officers, and most of them were bragging. He still saved the chaff. Restored most of the historical truth.
It is no exaggeration to say that if it was only at the level of the Stormwind Kingdom during World War I, the alliance should have been destroyed long ago.If Thrall was in command today, he dared to say that he was [-]% sure to occupy the entire eastern kingdom continent.
After going through a serious review, Thrall told himself that the eastern kingdom continent is no longer a place for orcs...
Look up at the sky at 45 degrees!
This……
Thrall still couldn't figure out how the alliance's head coach, McDonald, managed to withstand the repeated attacks of millions of orcs and undead legions in the past few years in such a harsh environment.
Even if they got rid of the alliance's direct attack now, Chen Bing's tank troops by the Nushui River still made a large number of elite orcs feel...
What is the gap.
It is precisely because of knowing the alliance that Thrall has always been very afraid of McDonald in his heart. It is this young human being who has made the alliance shine brilliantly in the extremely harsh environment.
Even if the alliance is about to attack, Thrall still dare not easily provoke the anger of the reckless orcs and point his blade at the alliance.
Not long after the orcs bullied humans and dwarves with brute force and stone weapons, they allied themselves and pulled out flamethrowers.
When the orcs found the troll cannon fodder and death knights, the humans pulled out the cannons that dropped bombs beyond visual range.
The speed at which the alliance climbs the technology tree is beyond the imagination of all orcs.
The orc side got support from the mysterious [Steel Horde], but if the alliance side also had mysterious support, it was obvious that side was more ruthless.Thinking of this, Salton felt his chest hurt extremely.
How unfair this world is!
Thrall looked to the east, looking at the gradually changing sky, still a little dazed.
Without it, there is too little information.
"Father, what should I do?" Thrall looked behind him, where Durotan had just stepped onto the wall.
"Looking back at the past, we can certainly wonder why the leaders at that time made such stupid decisions. If we go back to the past, when we are in the same position and lack sufficient intelligence to judge the situation, we will not be much better than them .” The kind old father shook his head and patted Thrall on the shoulder: “This is your duty as the great chief!”
Sal was silent.
"The only advice I can give you is that in a chaotic situation, the leader must make a decision. Even a wrong decision is better than no decision at all!"
Thrall nodded heavily: "I understand."
Thrall had the answer in his heart—the new city had just been built, and Grom Hellscream had just been killed in battle. For the morale of the tribe, he had to be reckless, otherwise the spirit of the tribe would be lost.
As for failure, of course it could fail.
As long as you win, even if it's a miserable victory, it's worth it.
He held up the [Doom Hammer] high, and when he was about to speak, he suddenly saw a red young dragon flying from the southwest.
A paladin glowing with golden light sat on the dragon's back.
The orcs felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Many wolves first let out low growls in the air, and then tucked their tails rustlingly.
The red dragon flies very slowly, and the dragon knight is still waving the battle flag of the alliance.
"It's an emissary!" Vol'jin reminded.
"Let him come!" Thrall ordered.
Not long after, the red dragon landed on the top of Orgrimmar's city, and a paladin with golden light jumped down from it.
"I'm Uther! I was given the surname Lightbringer by the alliance for swearing my life to resist the Scourge for the people of Lordaeron!" Old Wu introduced himself frankly.
"I am Thrall! The great chief of the tribe!" Thrall spoke fluently in the common language of mankind.
"On behalf of the Alliance, I am making an announcement to the Horde - Archimonde, the demon leader who destroyed the wall of Greymane in the Kingdom of Gilneas not long ago, is approaching your city! This is the image!" Old Wu didn't wait for Sa Er reacted and threw a Rubik's Cube-like prop directly, and an image was projected into the sky.
The image is quite large, about the size of ten Imax movie screens.
The huge image of the ten-story building frightened many ground beetle orcs below on the spot.
Well, scary in every sense of the word.
Not only the alliance's technology, but also Archimonde's arrogance to destroy the city!
The combination of light and shadow with realistic sound effects even scared many wolves out of their shit.
The tribal bosses were silent for a long time.
"That's how things are. Back then, the Burning Legion, which you orc traitor Gul'dan was loyal to, took advantage of the flaws of the planet Azeroth to send the second strongest Archimonde of the Legion in an attempt to destroy the world. The alliance hereby announces , let the tribe decide for themselves."
In Andorhal Fortress, McDonald, who watched this scene directly, laughed like a pig.
He really admired his decision.
If someone else is the messenger, there will never be such a dramatic effect.
The other people around didn't feel much, but Cirvanas came over and said in the language of the wind: "McDonald, you are so bad."
"Huh? Is that so? I just told the enemy's enemy not to die casually. Cannon fodder is also worth cannon fodder." McDonald snapped his fingers, and Calpurnia immediately poured half a glass for McDonald wine.
Queen Xi's half-closed phoenix eyes flickered: "Uther kept saying that the tribe should make their own decisions, but in the end, it turned out to be the last straw that crushed the tribe's inner line of defense."
"Heh!" MacDonald was noncommittal and took a sip of red wine.
"The group of headless orcs, if you let them charge directly, they will die and get a good name. Tell them first, but spread fear instead. I just don't understand the purpose of your doing so."
"It's nothing, just break the backbone of the tribe." The wine leaked from the corner of McDonald's mouth. Queen Xi looked over and felt that what McDonald was drinking was not wine, but blood!Orc blood!
For some reason, Cirvanas felt that McDonald, who played with the tribe in his hands, was handsome!
(End of this chapter)
Thrall looked as far as the eye from the top of the city, and the south seemed to have become a dense green ocean. Flags floated on the ocean, and the reflections of weapons flashed from time to time.
The young warchief tightened his lips, he knew that as long as he moved his lips, he could start a real war.Just a few words can decide the life and death of 10,000+ people. Until this moment, he has the real feeling of becoming a great chief.
Also at this moment, Thrall understood why even Orgrimmar, whom his father respected so much and was known as the number one strategist of the orcs, couldn't win a battle against the Dark Portal that should have been a complete victory—— It is out of control, and there are too many things outside the specifications.
While growing up, Thrall tried his best to restore the whole process of Hellgate I and World War II. Even if he heard a lot of things in the human tavern, they were all leaked by middle- and lower-level officers, and most of them were bragging. He still saved the chaff. Restored most of the historical truth.
It is no exaggeration to say that if it was only at the level of the Stormwind Kingdom during World War I, the alliance should have been destroyed long ago.If Thrall was in command today, he dared to say that he was [-]% sure to occupy the entire eastern kingdom continent.
After going through a serious review, Thrall told himself that the eastern kingdom continent is no longer a place for orcs...
Look up at the sky at 45 degrees!
This……
Thrall still couldn't figure out how the alliance's head coach, McDonald, managed to withstand the repeated attacks of millions of orcs and undead legions in the past few years in such a harsh environment.
Even if they got rid of the alliance's direct attack now, Chen Bing's tank troops by the Nushui River still made a large number of elite orcs feel...
What is the gap.
It is precisely because of knowing the alliance that Thrall has always been very afraid of McDonald in his heart. It is this young human being who has made the alliance shine brilliantly in the extremely harsh environment.
Even if the alliance is about to attack, Thrall still dare not easily provoke the anger of the reckless orcs and point his blade at the alliance.
Not long after the orcs bullied humans and dwarves with brute force and stone weapons, they allied themselves and pulled out flamethrowers.
When the orcs found the troll cannon fodder and death knights, the humans pulled out the cannons that dropped bombs beyond visual range.
The speed at which the alliance climbs the technology tree is beyond the imagination of all orcs.
The orc side got support from the mysterious [Steel Horde], but if the alliance side also had mysterious support, it was obvious that side was more ruthless.Thinking of this, Salton felt his chest hurt extremely.
How unfair this world is!
Thrall looked to the east, looking at the gradually changing sky, still a little dazed.
Without it, there is too little information.
"Father, what should I do?" Thrall looked behind him, where Durotan had just stepped onto the wall.
"Looking back at the past, we can certainly wonder why the leaders at that time made such stupid decisions. If we go back to the past, when we are in the same position and lack sufficient intelligence to judge the situation, we will not be much better than them .” The kind old father shook his head and patted Thrall on the shoulder: “This is your duty as the great chief!”
Sal was silent.
"The only advice I can give you is that in a chaotic situation, the leader must make a decision. Even a wrong decision is better than no decision at all!"
Thrall nodded heavily: "I understand."
Thrall had the answer in his heart—the new city had just been built, and Grom Hellscream had just been killed in battle. For the morale of the tribe, he had to be reckless, otherwise the spirit of the tribe would be lost.
As for failure, of course it could fail.
As long as you win, even if it's a miserable victory, it's worth it.
He held up the [Doom Hammer] high, and when he was about to speak, he suddenly saw a red young dragon flying from the southwest.
A paladin glowing with golden light sat on the dragon's back.
The orcs felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Many wolves first let out low growls in the air, and then tucked their tails rustlingly.
The red dragon flies very slowly, and the dragon knight is still waving the battle flag of the alliance.
"It's an emissary!" Vol'jin reminded.
"Let him come!" Thrall ordered.
Not long after, the red dragon landed on the top of Orgrimmar's city, and a paladin with golden light jumped down from it.
"I'm Uther! I was given the surname Lightbringer by the alliance for swearing my life to resist the Scourge for the people of Lordaeron!" Old Wu introduced himself frankly.
"I am Thrall! The great chief of the tribe!" Thrall spoke fluently in the common language of mankind.
"On behalf of the Alliance, I am making an announcement to the Horde - Archimonde, the demon leader who destroyed the wall of Greymane in the Kingdom of Gilneas not long ago, is approaching your city! This is the image!" Old Wu didn't wait for Sa Er reacted and threw a Rubik's Cube-like prop directly, and an image was projected into the sky.
The image is quite large, about the size of ten Imax movie screens.
The huge image of the ten-story building frightened many ground beetle orcs below on the spot.
Well, scary in every sense of the word.
Not only the alliance's technology, but also Archimonde's arrogance to destroy the city!
The combination of light and shadow with realistic sound effects even scared many wolves out of their shit.
The tribal bosses were silent for a long time.
"That's how things are. Back then, the Burning Legion, which you orc traitor Gul'dan was loyal to, took advantage of the flaws of the planet Azeroth to send the second strongest Archimonde of the Legion in an attempt to destroy the world. The alliance hereby announces , let the tribe decide for themselves."
In Andorhal Fortress, McDonald, who watched this scene directly, laughed like a pig.
He really admired his decision.
If someone else is the messenger, there will never be such a dramatic effect.
The other people around didn't feel much, but Cirvanas came over and said in the language of the wind: "McDonald, you are so bad."
"Huh? Is that so? I just told the enemy's enemy not to die casually. Cannon fodder is also worth cannon fodder." McDonald snapped his fingers, and Calpurnia immediately poured half a glass for McDonald wine.
Queen Xi's half-closed phoenix eyes flickered: "Uther kept saying that the tribe should make their own decisions, but in the end, it turned out to be the last straw that crushed the tribe's inner line of defense."
"Heh!" MacDonald was noncommittal and took a sip of red wine.
"The group of headless orcs, if you let them charge directly, they will die and get a good name. Tell them first, but spread fear instead. I just don't understand the purpose of your doing so."
"It's nothing, just break the backbone of the tribe." The wine leaked from the corner of McDonald's mouth. Queen Xi looked over and felt that what McDonald was drinking was not wine, but blood!Orc blood!
For some reason, Cirvanas felt that McDonald, who played with the tribe in his hands, was handsome!
(End of this chapter)
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