Chapter 939 Old friend (seeking monthly pass)

   To develop a relationship with the mount, it is best to eat and sleep together. When the mount is completely accustomed to your presence, there will be no irritability.

  It was McDonald's who discovered that Mao had a fake tail on his mount tonight.

"This……"

The tail was pulled off with a swipe, looking at the spade-shaped cross-section stopper at the front of the tail, and then looking at a dragon who used an ostrich to play dead skills, MacDonald felt that this dragon was too much, and it was not good to use Stansor. The 98k inherited from the Mu family's ancestry should be cleaned up, I'm afraid it will be uncomfortable.

   Then, for some reason, the humidity in the dragon's nest tonight is very high...

  When the Alliance got rid of the big enemy in the way and started the hard-pressed clearing and advancing state, Nagrand was still in chaos.

   Originally, Thrall unified several large clans, and had the momentum of becoming the orc version of Genghis Khan.

   Originally, after many months of demining, the tribe finally found the trick - the Goron demining method.

   That's right, as the so-called enemy's enemy, there is a high probability that he will become his own ally. After McDonald killed Gruul, the king of Gorons, for Onyxia and Kaizi, Gruul's group of smashers saw that the situation was wrong, and they turned their heads and took their younger brother to join the tribe.

   They climbed over the Blade's Edge Mountains and ran to the tribal camp in the northwest of Zangarmarsh, crying and begging to enter the pit.

   Thrall picked up hundreds of tyrannical groms almost for nothing.

  These giant monsters that are half rock and half life have special experience in mine clearance - they can sense the existence of discord in the earth, and then... step on them with one foot.

  An anti-tank mine that is absolutely deadly to orcs and even ogres, and if Goron stepped on it, it would blow the skin off his feet.

   Yes, their feet are harder than granite and quite thick. Elite Gronn's defense is even more exaggerated.

  It is so thick blood that they can physically clear mines.

   Big foot stepped on it and it was a muffled sound, very much like the cannonball McDonald's played when he was a child.

   It doesn’t matter even if Goron gets his feet blown occasionally, as half earth elemental creatures, they can absorb enough earth elements from the earth to repair their feet as long as they rest for a day or two.

   Seeing that the main force of the tribe is about to enter the Nagrand area, and the place where the orcs made their fortunes is a bright place, who knows, the moth is coming again.

   "Monster! Giant mechanical monster—"

   Nagrand is very big and messy, even if a large number of Horde rogues and spies are scattered like beans, Thrall still cannot control the whole situation of Nagrand.

   After all, only advanced thieves can survive in this chaotic area.

   It doesn’t mean that the level of tribal thieves is not good, all the qualified spies can be sent, and naturally they will not die casually in the chaos. Instead, there are a lot of elemental monsters in this area, as well as Cerberus, who are sensitive to sneak thieves.

   In this case, Thrall has no satellite map, relying on the news that is often delayed at least a day, and most of the orc clans in Nagrand now do not listen to his command, which makes it difficult for Thrall to accurately grasp the situation.

The three Fel Mechas, riding Onyxia by Sylvanas, went all the way through Terokkar Forest, into the southeast of Nagrand, and then all the way north, until the Fel Mecha smashed into the Orcs Thrall received the news in Garadar, a major town in the northeastern part of Nagrand.

   Galadar, town by the Orcs of the Mag'har faction, a group of reclusive brown orcs who escaped the corruption of demons during the Dark Portal and maintained ancient traditions in the ravaged Outland.

   With Thrall's return, some Mag'har orcs chose to join Thrall's command, which is one of Thrall's iron cores today.

The    Fel Mecha destroyed everything in Garadar.

   The giant wooden antlers and barbs that the orcs are proud of are worse than matchsticks in front of the extremely hard leg armor of the magic mecha.

  The house with brick and wood structure is easily crushed by the magic mecha like a matchbox.

   There is no Orc at all that is the enemy of the Fel Mecha.

   Just seeing the huge ominous body and feeling the shock of the day when the mecha moved forward, the Mag'har orcs almost lost all courage to fight against it.

   "Ahhh!"

   "How can we defeat such a monster!"

  There are also heroic Mag'har orcs, armed with rudimentary stone battle axes, jumping on them and fighting the Fel Mecha.

It's a pity that when one, one hundred, one thousand Mag'har orcs were reduced to flesh under huge metal fists, and their bodies were trampled, they lost their courage to fight, like a group of ducks being chased everywhere, in the big Escape on the prairie.

   It was so hard to die, two magic mechas were lured by the remnants and went all the way to the west, killing the main force of the tribe that had just entered the Nagrand area.

   This is definitely a matter of character.

  The induced battle between Queen Xi and Princess Black Dragon ended after they entered the eastern part of the Nagrand region. The two of them dropped the three mechs and let them toss around the land of Nagrand.

  The ghost knows that it should be wandering aimlessly, and the magic mecha that kills everyone will kill all the way to the main force of the tribe?

   made this completely unlike the result of the two of them flying a kite. Instead, it seemed that the three mechas received an order from the top of the Burning Legion, and they committed suicide and went to trouble the main force of the tribe.

   "God! What is that?"

  Vol'jin heard the roar of his subordinates and looked over, and the whole troll was not well.

   After entering Outland for so long, the tribe has never seen an enemy with such an exaggerated size.

   After Goron, who was demining in front of him, was beaten into a dog, it was the Tribe striker's turn, and a horde striker of 5,000 people was easily defeated.

   When Vol'jin arrived with the elites, the two magic mechas didn't know what medicine they took, turned their heads and chased the two fleeing Gorons, killing them in the southwest.

  Vol'jin wanted to chase, but the minefield in that direction was not cleaned up, and he watched the two big men run away while clearing mines.

   Knowing the result, even the Eredar twins laughed dumbly.

   It is clear that this demonic master is a Xibei product, and now it is more genuine than the genuine one?

  Well, maybe the Horde is the so-called genuine victim.

   As far as the destructive power of the magic mecha, not to mention the garbage wooden city walls of ordinary clans, even the new Orgrimmar could not bear it.

  Three magic energy mechas are killing, and Nagrand, which was originally chaotic as more evil orcs were slaughtered, has once again become a chaos in the northwest of Shanxi.

   Here, McDonald's returns to Halduron Fortress in Terokkar.

   As the commander-in-chief, always on the front line will make the frontline commander at a loss. He stayed here before opening the main road to the Dark Temple.

  I have nothing to do every day, deal with official documents, talk to Queen Xi and Liadrin, and casually flirt with my mounts. I have a very nourishing life.

   Until this night, he was processing official documents.

  The window of the study is always open, he can't help it, who told Queen Xi that she always likes to jump in through the window?

  Suddenly, the curtains moved with the wind.

  McDonald didn't care, but Valeera, who rarely made a sound, suddenly shouted: "Enemy attack!"

   A pair of dragon-tooth daggers and a phantom made a clanging sound in the air, and then a strange figure in a thick robe appeared in the air.

   "I have no ill will, I came to him." Standard night elf language.

  This voice, this image, how could MacDonald forget, his scalp was numb on the spot, and he tentatively said with a trembling voice: "Mavie?"

   (end of this chapter)