Chapter 1443 Hoof, I’m Optimistic About You

"No--"

"..."

"Wait, you're not going to spank me today, are you?"

"..."

"You can work if you want me to, but you swear you won't spank me if I make a mistake today."

"..."

The above is the drama that is bound to happen when Duke meets Hoof almost every day.

With a good hoof, the future is bright. In theory, he will become the archbishop's hoof. Why, after being spanked once, Mao will turn into a neurotic woman with persecution delusions!

This Jiang Zi, did you know that it would make many players who had delusions about you despair?

Duke covered his head in pain, and his head was covered with black lines.

"Uh, Mark, are you feeling unwell today?" Hoof came over to ask Duke in concern, still holding his butt.

What the hell is this?

Are you kindhearted, or are you angry with me?

Or did you come here kindly to piss me off?

Duke was ready to strangle Yrel to death.

Duke couldn't stand it anymore and decided to have a showdown with Hoof: "I, Mark Dooku, swear in the name of Duke Marcus, the demigod of the Magic Network, that as long as you don't make trouble and don't deliberately make some small moves to destroy the alliance's cutting-edge equipment. I will never punish you. Otherwise, let the Demigod of the Demon Network inflict the most brutal destruction on Mark Dooku."

Wow!

The whole audience was shocked!

Because Duke said this in the command post. When he said this, the leader of the two kings, Gavaski, and a bunch of great lords with the title of general heard it.

Duke manipulates Mark, a sophisticated puppet, which only the guys who are qualified to attend the meeting of the alliance's supreme leaders know.

Bryan and Kurdran rolled their eyes, completely speechless. Well, this guy is Duke himself, and God will punish himself only if he regrets it.

But others don’t know wow!

A group of generals lamented that this guy with the title of Commander-in-Chief's Special Envoy swears too much.

Yrel was naturally the first to be fooled.

"real!?"

The hoof didn't panic on the spot, the butt didn't hurt, the legs and feet were also flexible, and I came over with a bump.

"Really, if Mark Dooku lied to you, he is not a human being!" Du, disguised as Mark, swore a poisonous oath that had nothing to do with him.

The hoof that doesn’t know the sinister heart of people believes it! She was so moved that she almost shed tears. She held Mark's hand and said excitedly: "Okay, I wronged you! Instructor Velen said that my Holy Light theory is already the strongest, but I need experience to sublime my soul and make my Holy Light More pure. Mark, since you are the boss here, then give me some tasks. Watching those dwarves building cities all day long makes me almost crazy from boredom."

Duke smiled and pronounced his verdict: "Yrel, you can lead your troops to attack the Illidari outpost to the west of here. Just use your garrison team, plus the [Highland Warriors] and seven other organizations. In total, 2,000 people.”

"Ah!?" Hooves was confused.

"What?" Several generals jumped up, especially Uregal, the dwarf lord in charge of front-line defense: "Wait! Special envoy, I object! Even if the Highland Warriors are not an organization directly under the alliance, there is no reason for us to let them A Karabor apprentice without Alliance rank comes to command an Allied force of 2,000 men."

However, Duke acted like "I have seen through everything" and the old god was here.

Of course, although there may not be any "Warlords of Draenor" dramas in the future, gold will always shine. After traveling to the world of Azeroth for so long, Duke is basically convinced that those guys who originally shined in history will not be much worse no matter how bad their own quality is.

The problem is, without the training given to her hooves in history, Duke really can't say whether she will grow to the height of an archbishop.

Anyway, it turned out that Viren had given Hooves a break, and Duke didn't mind if he did it too.

Duke did not bother Uregar, but looked at his boss: "Your Majesty Kurdran Wildhammer, do you object to my decision?"

be opposed to? What a piece of shit to oppose! To oppose this puppet named Mark is to oppose Duke, who is hiding in Karazhan on the other side of the world and playing puppet games.

Kurdran was so stupid after eating too much.

Despite the fact that dwarves are relatively straightforward, how can someone who can be a king have so many idiots?

Kurdran slapped his great lord on the back: "Don't you complain all day long that Illidan's men on the other side of the mountain often come over the mountain to trouble you? Isn't this good? The Draenei can't help on the defense anyway. Get busy."

Uregal looked like he was being choked.

His boss said so, what else could he say?

The Wildhammer dwarves are famous for their gryphon air force, but they actually have many armies. As the best friends of the Bronzebeard Dwarves, their infantry and artillery synergy is also very smooth.

Many times, the Wildhammer dwarf infantry almost follow the impact point of the cannonballs to charge. Once they find that the demons are too dense, they can stop directly, all lie down, and wait for the gunners who were originally playing Xu Jin's artillery to call back the shooting elements. One blast, then charge again.

The Draenei who were unfamiliar with this method of warfare were really helpless and could only stare from behind.

Rather than letting these Draenei get into trouble, it would be more practical to send them out to wipe out the surrounding enemy strongholds.

Uregal was also discouraged: "Okay, now that the envoy and my king have said so."

Only then did Hoofu realize that he should protest.

Who would have known that just as she said "Oh", she discovered that Duke had already asked for the official seal from Kurdran and stamped it on the military order with a "snap".

"Wait! Wait wait! I haven't agreed yet..." Hoof's face turned pale.

"Please, this is a military order! You must complete it whether you agree or not, otherwise military law will serve you." Duke said confidently and matter-of-factly.

When Hooves was about to say something, she was suddenly stopped by her compatriots.

Vindicator Maraad is a determined warrior. He has helped the draenei avoid the demonic hordes of the Burning Legion time and time again across countless worlds. He is a role model among the draenei. His unparalleled fighting skills and thunderous means of upholding justice made him highly respected by his compatriots.

This battle-hardened garrison was sent by Velen after the safety of Shattrath City to serve as a representative of the Draenei to support the frontline war.

Maraad spoke: "Yrel, we have carried the hope of our compatriots and come to the forefront of the fight against evil. If we can't even destroy an enemy sentry, how can we break into the Black Temple and restore it? To restore the temple of Karabo to its former glory?”

What he said is completely politically correct!

Hooves had no room for rebuttal.

Her superiors betrayed her and her compatriots betrayed her, so what else could she say?

Ever since, the hoof was ready to go into battle with tears in his eyes.

Before leaving, she glanced at Duke sadly, her big watery eyes clearly saying - you really didn't send me to deliver food?

Du Mouke smiled - No, I am optimistic about you, hoof!