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Chapter 1211 N'Zoth's calamity leads to the south

Relying on Tyrande or Malfurio alone to carry out internal changes will far from achieving the effect of cleaning.

When Malfurio is still the God of Sleeping, Tyrande is still taking care of Penicillium. Considering that Malfurio wakes up, he can get back control of the Senario parliament.

Before, the night elves would not die of old age. They all ranked seniority and monopolized all political resources. Even if they continued to deal with these extreme conservatives at once, they would jump out and disgust McDonald again in a while.

Vandal and his younger brothers directly jumped back, which was the cleanest.

Not beyond McDonald's expectations, the Great Druid Nalarex took office as interim leader, while Broll Bearskin and Hamuel Rune Totem took office as deputy.

For the Druid Group, there is no way.

After all, the night elves are not "immoral" for a day or two. The druids are the most difficult to train, but they have suffered heavy losses in the two battles of the sea and mountain.

The only remaining great masters can produce these three.

Butbrol is King Var and has a high degree of acceptance of humanity. Hamuir is a tauren, and it depends on McDonald's eyes.

This once again opened up the way for the alliance to gain support from the druids and heal the earth.

McDonald was very satisfied with this.

Aside from the fact that three high-powered Erwuzi jumped out of this side, the situation generally develops in a better direction.

Whether it is the sudden appearance of the Fire Land or the Twilight faction, it is not necessarily an opponent of the alliance.

To the north, McDonald could say without hesitation, “No one knows how to beat Rag better than us.”

To the south, a mere Twilight Fortress was beaten up, even if the combat power of the Iron Fortress and Storm was enough.

After receiving the exact information that Olithera took Vandal into the Land of Fire, Sylvanas stretched gracefully in the Palace of Stansom and laughed: "McDonken, I think... Vandal*Deer Helmet and the others jumped out at this time."

McDonald approached with interest and hugged Queen Xi's slender waist: "Huh? How do you say it."

"Obviously, the emergence of the three walls of the sky, the land of flames, and the Twilight Fortress are all based on the premise that Deathwing can destroy the land of Stantholm. If we cannot deal with Deathwing, then these three will form a terrible cage. No one can help us until the empire is completely destroyed. But Deathwing and Orakir have failed one after another, and these high-level traitors jumped out, that is really stupid."

Some things are really talent.

Even if Queen Xi has no chance to take power alone and take charge of the country, her traits have not changed.

McDonald curled his lips and smiled: "Maybe I've given up on Enzos."

Working for an unreliable boss is so miserable. If you say you'll sell it, you'll sell it.

Especially when the situation on the tribe came, McDonald was even more happy.

The tribe's food supply and even the economy have completely collapsed.

The alliance has McDonald, a grain-storing maniac, who is the boss, and he is still living a tight life under the catastrophe. The orcs, as the main body of the tribe, belong to a typical safari race.

This race that relies on the gods to make a living will be miserable once it encounters disasters.

In the history of the earth, this is the case with the hunting peoples in the ancient northern part of the Celestial Empire. Once a snow disaster occurs, a large number of cattle and sheep are frozen to death. In order to survive, they have to go south to rob the Han people.

If you can't grab it, you will die. Often, these hunting people will be crazy at this time.

The "main force" of Phelas's tribe is now very embarrassing. He has no place to grab it and dares not declare war on the alliance. As a result, it is all about internal friction.

Seeing Thrall's efforts go to waste, McDonald felt relieved to his face.

The most slutty operation is: the great chief Garrosh formally issued an order at the Chiefs' Council that the Frost Wolf clans who returned to Nagran must provide double the meat of the previous clans.

"The tribe's people are starving, and they have to slaughter their compatriots to obtain increasingly barren hunting grounds. Thrall, since you claim to allow the tribe's people to live a better life, the stronger and more capable Frostwolf clan should put in more effort."

This is how Garrosh wrote.

Now, it’s really time to defeat magic with magic.

Isn’t you Thrall claiming to make all tribes harmonious? Are you good at drawing big cakes?

That……

Cakes come?

The stolen roar was quite good at scammering the blame. Even the old tribe who missed Thrall could not argue for Thrall.

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The pressure instantly went to Thal.

Originally, McDonald was very happy, but...

An accident made McDonald unable to laugh.

The submarine girl [Squirt Fish] directly reported: "My Lord! I found several tribal warships set out from Kurtiras and headed south."

McDonald:???

What's going on with a silly yelling at you?

To this day, the navigation of the Endless Sea has been quite mature.

There is still a large whirlpool in the center of the sea, and the route is basically fixed.

McDonald not only let the ship girl drive the ship by herself, but also used the method of playing the earth's latitude and longitude.

However, the new coordinates that appeared after this catastrophe made the time travelers feel numb.

McDonald was a little disbelief and shouted at the system chat group.

It took a while before the elite operators replied.

[Bit*Dak]: "Boss, this coordinate is impossible to be wrong, it's Pandalia!"

This news made McDonald's head buzz.

Not long ago, he and Queen Xi laughed at Fandal as stupid, thinking: This kind of behavior that he would rebel when his masters flopped, and what is the difference between "some fools who stayed until the Celestial Empire had no emperor and wanted to enter the palace to be eunuchs"?

Now look...

Is it my fool?

McDonald looked at the chart of the Endless Sea and was speechless for a long time.

When Pandalia, shrouded in fog, opened, the situation was immediately completely different.

McDonald suddenly smiled bitterly: "Good you, Enzos, you really made a good move!"

Siege Stantholm version 1.0, two major elemental spaces plus Twilight Fortress formed an encirclement, and the Wings turned the world upside down in the Mai Family.

I didn't expect that due to the accelerated development of history, this besieged version can still have 2.0.

Even if Deathwings get out and the Sky Wall falls, the remaining Fire Land and Twilight Fortress can still hold the alliance's troops tightly.

If you don’t clean the rear for a day, don’t even think about going on an expedition.

Ideally, the alliance will pacify the rear in one or two months, and it will still be troublesome to send troops.

The sea is the territory of Enzos and its younger brother [Naga].

If Enzos really wants to take action, the alliance's navy will be very hard, and Kultilas is a good example. No one dares to go in.

This time, Enzos pried open the fog surrounding the Pandaria continent, which was so typical that the disaster could not be more typical.

The tribe sent troops to Pandaria, and it was impossible for the alliance not to follow.
Chapter completed!
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