Titan Tour of Azeroth

In the Durotar region, outside the town of Orgrimmar, the positions of the belligerent parties.

The sparse gunshots and the sound of firing sounded from time to time, and soldiers on both sides of the civil war needed a short rest and a change of defense.

Behind the tribe's resistance position, Thrall was reading a special document carefully. After a while, no problems were found, so he nodded.

"Then it is so decided, I agree to this support agreement. After the war, the tribe will provide the Dark Empire with a batch of high-quality fur and derivative luxury goods below the market price in exchange for a consumable attack."

The Imperial Diplomat who came with the Crusaders' Legion, with a smile on his face, watched Thrall sign his name on the agreement, and then bowed.

Compared with the holy men who only knew about killing and killing, elven diplomats prefer to stay with Thrall, and the two sides also have a common language.

To say that Brother Blackmore has done all the bad things in his life, he has the right to lust, but the only correct thing he has done is to teach Thrall extremely well, which can be said to give him the uppermost high end of Lordaeron Educational Resources.

Not only that, after graduating from school, she also gave a woman, Taresa, a warm blanket, which was simply intimate.

Because of this, many nobles in the human world have very good personal relations with Thrall. On the way to meet Thrall, the elven diplomats saw many unique supplies and supplies piled up everywhere. What is certain is that, The blue and silver signs on the boxes are definitely not signs inside the tribe.

These things are inconvenient for you to ask, and I will not say too much.

Many big nobles who regard personal personal relations as more important than the opposition of the camp. They are very happy to give Thrall a face and provide some assistance to deepen the friendship.

There are also a few small nobles who think more speculatively and want to speculate and even encourage Thrall to rebuild the annihilated Blackmore family and establish the first noble class in the orc society. Ignore it.

However, regardless of the characteristics of the orc society, it is said to be placed in the human society. Strictly speaking, Thrall is the last successor of the Blackmore family, because Blackmore did not raise Thrall as an ordinary slave. Growing up with human milk and being educated at the highest level of elite, just like the son of Tama, although Blackmore wanted to use this "pro-son" to gather the orcs of the old tribe to build his own merits, so Blackmore All the ambitions want is to make Thrall feel that he is his father, can you not listen to his words (really not).

Strictly speaking, Thrall can even run to Hillsbrad Foothills and ask to inherit the Blackmore family ’s territory and the castle ruins.

Is n’t Lordaeron paying the most attention to the tradition of nobility? Now the question is coming, when a member of the family heir is dead, then the adopted child is regarded as the heir in order to continue to inherit the name of the family, then Thrall is, just ask you Give it, if you don't give it, you just smash your own signboard.

Fortunately, Thrall is n’t rare at all, and now it ’s not bad to mix by himself. No matter where he goes, he goes to Stormwind City. Anyone who sees it must be respectful and salute, and he is called the Guardian of the Earth.

Normal, Thrall nodded and returned the agreement to the elven diplomat, who smiled and bowed slightly.

The high-quality furs and derived luxury goods of the Nagrand Prairie area of ​​Outland World have always been welcomed by the domestic market of the Dark Empire, especially those with good complete feathers. Many elves who like to decorate their shoulder armor with feathers only recognize Nag. Good products produced in the blue prairie.

Now in exchange of a batch of fur and luxury goods for a consumptive offensive, Thrall believes that this business can be done. After all, the Horde Resistance Army is now facing the Orgrimmar gate position and the giant Azerite war machine on the position There is no way to continue to drag the trenches so much.

As for what is a consumptive offense, Thrall deeply hurt after reading a printed and extremely exquisite package price list.

Sure enough to be an old Titan hooligan, Sarodal now is not only limited to selling arms to foreign countries, he is now also engaged in exporting war as a new type of commodity.

"Ask me, I understand ordinary projects, I'm more tired of playing, but I am very interested in this one. What kind of service model is this green temptation?"

Thrall pointed to the item at the bottom of the set table, and the elven diplomat immediately smiled.

"Oh, how can I say that the Earth Guardian has a vision, and I found our most unique service at a glance, so let's use this one first."

Orgrimmar.

General Nazgorin stood on the city's head, looked at the mess that had been hit underneath, the potholes of defense everywhere, and sighed heavily.

The tribe is bleeding, and it is still bleeding unnecessarily.

He was tired of this honorless civil war. What happened to the tribe? What kind of deep hatred does it have to be solved by an endless civil war?

Chief Garrosh, he. . . Hey.

General Nazgrim shook his head. Now is not the time for sentimentality. As the chief commander of ground defense, he must put all his energy into this. , Do your best to carry out the missions and tasks entrusted to you by the tribe.

But it seemed a little strange to the rebels ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ They suddenly stopped their attacks, and the continuous sound of machine guns and artillery suddenly fell silent.

what 's wrong?

Soon after, something even stranger to Nazgorin happened.

Looking through the telescope, a group of upper-level elf mage "volunteers" appeared on the rebels' positions, and they seemed to come to help the war.

Subsequently, this group of wizard wizards began to cast spells together, but not any offensive spells.

The fog outside Orgrimmar ’s gate began to spread, and it was spreading to the entire battlefield at a very fast speed. The thick fog caused the naked eye to be less than ten meters in visibility.

Nazgorin frowned and greeted the herald soldiers who were waiting aside.

"Go, let the shaman disperse these strange dense fogs immediately, and I worry that the rebels will take the opportunity ..."

boom!

Came a gunshot.

boom! Bang!

The chaotic noise of gunfire came from the thick fog one after another, gradually becoming extremely dense from scattered, it seems that a large number of soldiers were firing indiscriminately.

But Nazgorin's brows were tighter, this was by no means a warrior on both sides of the Civil War, and they would never lose their reason and elite qualities because of the fog.

Then. . .

"Waaaaaagh !!!"

Okay, the green temptation service ordered by boss Thrall is here.