Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 331 Lively Grassland

When Durotan led the Frostwolf clan all the way south from Frostfire Ridge to Nagrand, he happened to meet a group of people from the Platinum clan who came from Altay City to attend the Kashgar Festival. It was also the first time that he met the chief of the newly-rising mysterious clan, but he was surprised that the other person was not an orc.

Among the many orc clans, not all the chiefs of the orc clans are orcs. There are many chiefs of small clans close to the ogre's activity range who may be ogres, but the appearance of chiefs like the Platinum clan is nothing like them. It looks like the first one.

While chatting with Dasa, Durotan also noticed the strong Frostfire Ridge accent in the common language Dasa spoke, and he asked Dasa about this issue.

"Who do you think I learned the orcish language from? Ah, that was someone from the very distant past. I don't think it's a big deal."

Naturally, Dasa did not mention anything about Thrall. After all, the sturdy orc in front of him was his father.

He also didn't want his words to cause the disappearance of the orc's chosen son.

"Really? It seems that you have also been to Frostfire Ridge. In that case, we are all friends."

Durotan did not ask in depth whether the orc who taught him the orc language was an orc from the Frostwolf clan. In his opinion, this was an unnecessary question. The most active orc clan in the entire Frostfire Ridge area was the Frostwolf clan, and they were the only one. They will be stationed in that area where ice and fire work together all year round.

Migrate with the herd of clefthoof cattle and frost wolves all year round.

Speaking of the clefthoof cattle, Daza also asked Durotan if he could provide the Platinum Clan with the last batch of clefthoof cattle that had been domesticated by the Frostwolf Clan.

The Platinum clan is willing to offer some supplies in exchange.

Durotan did not refuse this exchange. He agreed to Dasa's exchange proposal. After all, the Platinum clan was willing to exchange too many supplies for the Clefthoof cattle.

There is enough grain for the entire Frostwolf clan to survive the cold winter in Frostfire Ridge, as well as some daily utensils they need, especially cooking utensils for holding water and cooking food.

All the Frostwolf clan had to pay was thirty underage clefthoof cattle.

In Durotan's view, such a transaction was even somewhat unfair. The Frostwolf Clan had taken a huge advantage. Therefore, Durotan also gave the Platinum Clan five adult clefthoof cattle in the current total transaction amount.

"We need these big guys to help us with the land reclamation work. With strong creatures like the clefthoof, it will be much easier for us to clear the land."

After Daza completed the deal with Durotan, he unabashedly explained to the chief of the Frostwolf Clan why he needed the Clefthoof Ox.

In the past six months, the Platinum clan relied on the captured Tabu sheep and the thunder elephants traded from the Talador Draenei as livestock for farming and land reclamation, and then gradually built the large terraces they currently have.

However, as the tribe's sphere of influence gradually expanded to Nagrand, it would be too slow to continue to use Thunder Elephants or Tabu Sheep to open up wasteland in that large flat area. In Dasa's view, big guys like the Clefthoof Ox Can be used very well as a plowing ox.

It is very suitable to open up farmland in Nagrand and carry out large-scale concentrated agricultural planting.

It's a pity that Dasa doesn't know the way of nature and is not a druid.

But he didn't understand. Many of the crew members of the Seed of Argus did.

Praise the Titan, Eonar!

After the Titan joined the Seed of Argus, he began to teach some Eredar who were willing to learn the ways of nature. This group of Eredar who were botanists came to Eonar's Under his guidance, he became the first druids among the Eredar people.

Although they are poor at fighting, they are experts at rear farming.

At Daza's call, these druids from the Seed of Argus also came to the Platinum Clan and began to guide the orcs here in agricultural cultivation.

With sufficient food, the Platinum clan can accommodate more refugees.

While traveling with the Frostwolf clan, Dasa also learned a lot of information about Oshugu, and also learned about Oshugu's position on this group of orcs from the shaman Drek'Thar of the Frostwolf clan. importance.

Dasa just listened quietly along the way. He did not tell the orcs the truth about Washugu. He was going to reveal the truth about the holy mountain Washugu in front of all the orc clans at the Kashgar Festival. the truth.

If he could see Gul'dan, the number one warlock of the orcs, he would not hesitate to capture him, and then use him to open the portal back to Azeroth.

"Chief Dasa, haven't you been asking about the Holy Mountain? Have you seen that sparkling mountain?! That's it! That's Washugu!"

Durotan rode on his white frost wolf and pointed at the distant mountain peaks that were shining dazzlingly in the sun.

Looking in the direction Durotan pointed, the shining peaks were different from the peaks produced by snow, but the flash caused by the refraction and reflection of crystals.

As they gradually approached the ancient sacred mountain of Washu, the number of orcs traveling around began to increase, and various clans, large and small, also appeared in front of Dasa's eyes.

The Bone Eater Clan, the Bone Chewing Clan, the Laughing Skull Clan and even the Burning Blade Clan, these tribes were not as large as the big clans but were powerful in their own right, which opened Dasa's eyes.

Of course, in addition to these medium-sized clans, Dasa also saw a large clan-the Blackstone clan.

"Haha! Durotan! I haven't seen you for a while! You are still the same!"

After Orgrim Doomhammer reunited with his old friend, he hugged Durotan very warmly, and then beat each other's chests.

"You too, old friend."

Durotan was also happy to see his old friends again.

"Oh, you are so tall. You are almost catching up with those ogres. You don't look like an orc."

After Orgrim finished greeting his old friend, he noticed Dasa, and he also took the initiative to greet Dasa.

"I am an elf, not a local. Now I am the chief of the Platinum clan. My name is Daza."

Daza smiled as he watched the muscular orc in front of him, who was wearing black iron plate armor and had brown skin and a bald head, extend his hand in a friendly manner.

"The chief of the Platinum Clan?! Ancestor, I never thought that the chief of this clan is not an orc."

Orgrim shook hands with Dasa at Durotan's signal. To be honest, he once thought his hands were quite big. After all, his family warhammer was not small, but compared with Dasa's big hands, His hands are much smaller.

Dasa was not very excited to see Orgrim, the second-generation chief of the orc tribe, perhaps because he had lost the enthusiasm he had when he first came to this world.

After the team arrived at the foot of the ancient sacred mountain of Washu, the Platinum Clan led by Daza also separated from the Frostwolf Clan, and they had to find their own place to stay.

Durotan also told Dasa that after the Kashgar Festival, he would personally take the clefthoof cattle to the territory of the Platinum Clan. He also wanted to see what the clan's settlement, which was praised by many orcs, was like.

"Chief, the number of clans coming this time is even greater than that in the first half of the year." "Ivar, don't you think all the orcs will come to this event?"

Dasa felt a little confused after hearing this, and he looked at the young orc warrior.

"Ordinarily this should be the case, but in fact there are many clans and tribes that are not qualified to come because they have no way to raise food from the tribe's base to the holy mountain."

Ivar explained the reason to Dasa.

"So, it seems that most of the participants have got enough food this time. Isn't that good?"

Daza didn't think much when he heard what Ivar said.

"Yes, it also allowed me to meet many clans that I never had the chance to meet."

Ivar looked around at the clan flags that could be seen fluttering in the wind.

In the camp, as the flag representing the Platinum Clan was raised, the orcs from other clans stationed nearby were surprised to find that the legendary Platinum Clan had already arrived.

"What's that weird flag?!"

"It's the flag of the Platinum Clan, but when did a large clan like them come?"

The flag of the Platinum Clan is a mountain with a city on it. The mountain represents the mountain range that runs between Nagrand and Talador, and the city refers to the city of Altay.

No one from the surrounding clans remembered seeing the Platinum Clan in action along the way, except for Durotan and Orgrim, who had direct communication with Daza.

Orgrim serves as the adjutant of Blackhand, the chief of the Blackstone Clan. Although he has a good personal relationship with Durotan, the chief of the Frostwolf Clan, this does not prevent him from being wary of other non-orc races.

Especially someone like Dasa, who has a non-orc as the clan chief.

"Have you met the chief of the Platinum clan?"

Blackhand is much taller than the average orc warrior. He wears fine black plate armor. The most eye-catching thing is his dark stone arm. The power of the earth element lingers on his arm. This is also his Reason for being called the Black Hand.

"Yes, Chief. I met the guy named Dasa who claimed to be an elf."

Orgrim nodded, and told Blackhand all the information he had seen about Dasa.

"You said that the orc warriors of the Platinum Clan are all wearing armor? Or are they made of metal?"

After listening to the information about the Platinum Clan brought by Orgrim, Blackhand first focused on the equipment of the orc soldiers.

"Yes, they all wear iron armor. The surface is polished and shiny. It is definitely made of fine iron. Their weapons don't look like battle axes, but more like a weapon that combines a battle ax with a spear."

Orgrim reported to Blackhand while recalling the contents of the equipment of the Platinum Clan orc warriors.

Blackhand was silent for a while, but then he laughed, although his smile was a bit ugly.

"It's not easy. Finally, another clan can smelt metal."

The reason why Blackhand said this is because the current technical level of the entire orc tribe is mostly in the Stone Age. That is to say, their Blackstone Clan entered the Metal Age by virtue of Gorgrond's unique geographical environment. The Blackstone Clan also relied on its smelting technology. Became one of the seven powerful clans in Draenor.

Many tribal chiefs' metal weapons were made by their clan's skilled craftsmen.

Now, the orcs of the Platinum Clan have also mastered metal smelting skills, how could Black Hand not be impressed.

"I think we need to pay attention to the chief of the Platinum clan."

Orgrim was keenly aware that all the changes in the Platinum clan were caused by Daza, so he would naturally be wary of this alien clan.

"Just pay proper attention. If he can get the support of a clan, at least on the surface he is willing to follow our customs. Besides, after the Kashgar Festival begins, I will go and have a good time with the chief of the Platinum clan. Recruited.”

After hearing Orgrim's analysis, Blackhand did not regard Daza as his enemy. After all, the territory of the Platinum Clan was still far away from Gorgrond, and there was no conflict of interest between the two parties. There were even many In terms of trade, the Blackstone Clan has no reason to be at odds with the Platinum Clan.

The same scene also happened among the Bleeding Hollow clan who came from Tanaan Jungle. Kilrogg Deadeye chose, like Daza, not to bring the entire Bleeding Hollow clan to migrate to Nagrand, but to move to Nagrand on his own. They came with a team of guards, and they even had a rest and supplies in Altay City.

Therefore, they have no ill feelings towards the Platinum clan.

Nowadays, there is only one clan left that might have a bad feeling towards the Platinum clan, the Shattered Hand clan.

The reason is simple. The chief Kargas Bladefist, who was a slave of the ogre gladiator, hates any clan that is not an orc chief, because in his view, this is the enslavement of the orc race.

But Dasa didn't care about any of this. At the moment, he was accompanied by Ivar in the Go clan garrison under the sacred mountain of Washugu in Nagrand. Here, he really felt that everyone living in different areas The cultural differences among the orcs, as well as the various materials they put out for exchange.

"You know, Ivar. Everything here reminds me of my hometown, as well as the great gathering in the Garden of the Loa in the Zandalari Mountains."

As Dasa walked in this spontaneously formed market, his memory gradually drifted away, and the image of walking in the large gathering with his friend Zul emerged from the bottom of his heart.

That time was so similar to now, but it's a pity that the old friend is no longer there.

The close friend who dared to save Dasa at the cost of his own soul eventually fell to the disastrous consequences caused by Dasa's own arrogance.

"Is the chief's homeland the same as Draenor?"

Ivar felt the change in Dasa's mood. He was also curious about what the elf chief's home looked like and how much he had in the past.

"It's not worse than here. Let's go, Ivar. Let's go to the next location and check it out."

Daza simply answered Ivar and then continued towards the market of another clan.

　Everyone, I'm back from a business trip and I'm back at WLMQ. Ah, I'm so tired. It seems like a break. During the business trip, I have to be busy until four in the morning every day, and I have to go to work again at ten in the morning. I am always busy and busy. So tired, I really want to rest! I have to go to work again tomorrow! Ahhhhh!

　　

　

(End of this chapter)