Stratholme God

  Chapter 42 The lok’tar Project (Part 1)

   Since the time of crossing, McDonald has been thinking about how to go back to Earth. After all, there are too many things here that are not suitable for him.

  No computer, no electricity, no mobile phone, no WeChat…

   can be traveled for a long time, the weird unreal feeling is getting weaker and weaker.

   It's not playing games, there are real people around you, with their own ideas, outlook on life, their own lives, their own relatives and friends.

Whenever McDonald listens to the voices of his parents and girlfriends conveyed over, and thinks of home and feels melancholy, he will be tortured by his own conscience again—the only one who knows the process of history, just run away irresponsibly, Is it really okay to allow thousands of innocent people to die?

  I have never been in contact with each other. All human lives are at most a cold number. Only when we have lived together can we have a sense of reality, which may be the so-called fetters.

Looking at the servants, guards, and friends who respectfully saluted and smiled at him, McDonald's naturally thought of the city of Stratholme. The whole city was poisoned by the plague, turned into zombies, and the whole city became immortal. A tragic moment in Family Paradise.

   "Phew—" McDonald let out a long breath.

   King Ryan Wrynn should be desperate.

  A duchy is different from a duchy.

   Stratholme can have a population of nearly one million even if it is located in a "backland" surrounded by mountains.

   After all, the Kingdom of Stormwind was relatively short-lived, and it has been in a pioneering period for a long time, and its population has not been able to increase. A duchy can have 100,000 people to laugh at.

   Aside from the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, 100,000 people can pull out an army of 10,000 people.

   McDonald's can completely imagine the tragic situation in the Kingdom of Stormwind. The orcs of this period were in a state of being polluted by the blood of demons, and their minds were full of burning, killing and looting. Civilians who cannot escape will most likely become the rations of the warg.

   That picture makes me shiver just by imagining it.

   "Has Your Majesty Wrynn never thought of hiring mercenaries or adventurers?"

"I've asked, but the effect is not good. They are used to fighting in small groups, and they are easily overwhelmed by the green tide. And the treasury has long run out of money." Bolvar's voice became quieter: "Your Majesty loves the people like a son, and taxes have always been paid. very light."

   "Lord Fordragon, of course I know that the whole world must be brought into a state of total war. But this will take time."

   "The biggest thing that Stormwind Kingdom lacks is time. Of course, we lack everything." Bolvar sighed many times tonight.

   McDonald found that he was still thinking too simple.

   In the face of the aggressive orcs, if you fight in the wilderness, a thousand people may be lost in one charge.

   asked him to mobilize the entire Stratholme region, and it is not impossible to gather 10,000 troops. The question is what name did he take to get this army and put it into the Stormwind Kingdom thousands of miles away?

   At this time, McDonald's couldn't help but focus his attention on an option in the system window-he once thought that he would never use this option.

  [Summon 10,000 troops from other worlds (clone humans) through the portal, which can be put into the designated portal in the world of Azeroth under any circumstances. This unit is a professional unit that has experienced at least one fantasy world. They will prepare their own weapons and equipment, food, ammunition, etc. accepted by this world, and have a strong sense of combat, and 100% will not attack friendly forces. 】

  Remarks: [Due to the language barrier, this unit is likely to cause some trouble. 】

   Finally is the price of the unit: [Using this unit to open the portal once requires the host to lose an additional 200,000 gold coins within the time limit. Each additional day the army survives requires an additional 10,000 gold coins. 】

  These guys made McDonald's feel quite nonsense at first glance.

On second thought, Azeroth is a world with spaceships and aliens, including orcs, and even humans and dwarves in this world are derivatives of Titan creations. Then there is another clone army, which is very 'Beaver', right?

The only tangle of    is that he is going to lose his family again.

   This makes someone's prodigal plan even more uncontrollable.

McDonald's looked at Bolvar: "I have an army, in fact, no matter the old family has such an army. In normal times, they are just mercenaries and adventurers. I can give Stormwind Kingdom, I only have one request, They only take orders from Lothar, and I don't know or trust the other generals."

  Bovar nodded happily: "Yes."

   "Buying time for Stormwind Kingdom and awakening Lordaeron, these two plans are not in conflict. Next, let's talk about the dog of the noble family."

Huh?

   Bolvar's head was full of question marks.

  Unknown to outsiders, two days later, a huge fleet of 20 large ships set off from Kul Tiras.

  This big order from Lordaeron made all the big shipyards in Kul Tiras of the island country eat a belly full of fat. The hoarded keels have been cleared out.

  The old boat was repaired and sold for a high price.

The fleet will sail to the south of Lordaeron, the southernmost town of the northern continent, where it will be loaded with a large number of food and medical supplies purchased from the Alterac Barov family, and finally sail to the south Stormwind City on the mainland.

The    fleet will unload the supplies, and then start to pick up the refugees from Stormwind Kingdom to leave.

At the same time, when Arthas was in the palace's Tangshui Man game, he controlled the Tangshui Man to push his opponents down the syrup and let him lose, a piece of news spread among the noble circles of Lordaeron. .

   "What? Someone can get a group of orcs to be gladiators?" Duke Andorhal was quite surprised.

  Compared to the recently popular competitive game "Dream of Water" that can be played by ladies, watching gladiatorial matches is the traditional mainstream entertainment of Lordaeron's nobility.

  The brutal and **** gladiatorial competition has always been the most popular project for humans in Azeroth and even other races. Aristocrats, wealthy businessmen, and free people who dare not play in person and pursue excitement like it very much.

   After all, gladiatorial matches also come with gambling.

   In the not-too-distant future, there will be two very well-known bigwigs who will serve as gladiators: Thrall, who will become the warchief of the Horde, and Varian Wrynn, the Storm Prince who is still just a lord.

  Lordaeron's low crime rate is not without reason. As long as he is imprisoned for theft, robbery and other charges, he will most likely be sent to the arena in the end.

   In addition to slashing with people, you also have to fight lions, tigers, and even monsters.

  What 'win 10 games will get you exoneration and freedom' is bullshit, except for the amazingly talented men like Varian, there are not many gladiators who can survive five games.

   The troll caught by someone recently has become the new favorite of the arena audience.

   As a troll brought back as a prisoner, he symbolically killed one in public, and the rest were sold to Terenas for 30 gold coins and sold to the nobles below. Fortunately, Terenas stole the money. Otherwise, give the money to McDonald's, and McDonald's might have jumped and cursed on the spot.

   Of course, this is one of the reasons why Terenas has such a good attitude towards McDonald.

   (end of this chapter)