Stormwind God

Hundreds of thousands of tribal warriors.

It doesn't take so many troops to capture this little human kingdom. Besides, Orgrim has already found the low wall of the opponent's dead cave in the valley with actual actions!

Scattered eating is also a way of life for orcs since ancient times. Now that there is a shortage of food, let's not gather so many troops here.

The question is, who will attack the dwarves?

Creatures in nature often have the instinct to determine strength based on the size of the other person. Orcs generally look down on short humans who are mostly as tall as the chest of an orc. Not to mention the dwarf only reaching the waist of the orc.

From the perspective of the orcs, it was a matter of minutes to get rid of those dwarfs who were not even as good as the orcs' children.

So this is considered a fat by the orc chiefs.

For a time, every chief's eyes were eager. Stay here and you will certainly receive a victory. Unfortunately, the Black Chief and the main force led by him are here, it is destined that the greatest glory and benefits will definitely belong to the Blackrock clan. Other clans can only follow behind and watch the Blackrock clan eat meat, then drink some broth for their own clan.

Going out is different.

risk? When is it safe to survive? In the "Our World" (orcs will only call themselves Draenor), every hunt is a life-threatening fight. In the orcs' eyes, risk is not a problem at all.

Every Chieftain unknowingly took a step forward.

Black hands narrowed his eyes and used his modest brain power to think.

Soon, the Chief Chief had a decision.

"Kiel Rogge! The glory that fell to Ironforge will be given to you. I hope that your blood ring clan will have the reputation of our tribe."

"For the tribe!" Kilrogg slammed into his chest with a blind eye, slamming, and the old orc hero's face was filled with fierce excitement.

The black hand turned his head, looking at Grom * Hellscream who came at the last moment before the Dark Door closed: "Your Warsong tribe went all the way north and captured this kingdom called Riptide."

"Hey! My [Blood Roar] is already hungry and thirsty." Grom's lips rolled up, revealing a bloodthirsty smile.

A black hand patted a rough wooden table, and immediately took a corner of the table as broken wood slag: "The other clans are ready, we will go straight over the mountains to attack the east wall of Stormwind City."

Blackhand and Orgrim have good ideas.

Unfortunately, the ideal is full and the reality is skinny.

When the tribe spent eleven days, the orcs worked hard to dig wells for water, and finally cleared the obstacles of the army's march, Orgrim and the orc army behind him were dumbfounded.

The black hand gripped Orgrim's neck and roared, "This is what you call a weak defense?"

The city wall is still the 5 meter wall that is not high in the eyes of the orcs, but there are not only a lot of cricket walls in front of the city wall just like the storm wall outside the main gate, but also a moat full 5 meters wide.

Not only that, there are a lot of huge dirt hills behind the city walls. The flat top of the hills is filled with various types of catapults and crossbows. Dozens of arrow towers stood tall, and the javelin above could easily cover the javelin beyond the moat.

"Hahaha! Those green-skinned beasts look dumbfounded !?" On the arrow tower, Lothar looked at the hesitant tribal army and smiled happily.

Ryan next to him smiled convincingly: "Thank you so much, Duke, if we hadn't figured it out, we might be over."

Duke shrugged: "It's nothing, just how good people are."

"You don't need to be humble, you are my lucky star." Lane smiled.

Simple city defense cannot resist the tide-like impact of the orcs. So Duke, the traverser, used the tactic of "many people and power" to deal with orcs.

It's very simple. Those who are willing to do hard work for the kingdom to dig moats can get a ticket to board the ship in advance as long as enough earthwork is dug.

The people are crazy.

Everyone knows that Stormwind can't keep it. The longer it stays, the greater the chance of death. If it had not been surrounded, the sea route was the only way to live, and the people would have rioted and fled on a large scale.

How many people are at the pier and try their best to spend their fortune just for an earlier ferry ticket.

Don't talk about the kind of nonsense that everyone is equal, the fact is that the more capable, the more capitalized people will be able to escape the day of birth in advance.

Didn't you see that the nobles had not had to pass through the civilian wharf, and took the new ship of the Storm Kingdom Navy directly in the military port, and escaped this desperate storm city lightly?

But now, Duke's policy gives these pessimistic people a new hope.

As long as you contribute, you can save yourself and your relatives and friends in advance.

The conditions are not harsh. The migrant workers dug the soil under the cover of the Stormwind soldiers who were waiting. Dig the soil for 20 standard carriages in exchange for a ticket. Kong Wu's powerful workers, who spare no effort for one or two days, can basically guarantee three to four tickets.

In this way, Duke didn't even need to pay for his work. He used security as a bargaining chip, and easily added hundreds of large and small towns around the outer wall of the storm wall to the east and north of the city. Then he built a sluice, along with the canals in the storm city, on the outer wall A moat was built on the outermost side.

Although everything seems so rough and so flawless, how many times better than the original single 5-meter-high wall.

Duke looked at the dark circles around him. After so many days of sleep, I wonder if there were 10 hours of Edwin Vancliff. Duke smiled gently and patted Vancliff's shoulder.

"Good job! Edwin."

"Master, you have won." Vancliff hurriedly bowed his head.

"I left the 'Poseidon' transport ship to the port at noon to you and your stonemason. Pack your things and wait for me in Nanhai Town first."

Upon hearing Vancliff's eyes reddened, "Master, I ..."

Duke stopped Van Cliff and continued: "It's time to fight, that's not the field of stonemason. You go first. The storm kingdom refugees near Nanhai Town are waiting for your house."

After hesitating for half a second, Vancliff resolutely looked up: "But I am also a man! I can fight too!"

Duke grinned: "How many orcs can you fight? If you want to play cool in front of Anduin Lothar, you at least become a professional, right?"

"I ... I ..." Van Cliff's eyes were red, and there was tears in his eyes.

"Come on, your lovely Vanessa is waiting for you." Duke said, hitting the softest part of the tragic hero's heart, which had historically risen for the masons in history.

He knelt suddenly on one knee: "Thank the master!" (To be continued.)