Stratholme God

   Chapter 1187 The Fission of the Earth (Part 2)

   "It must have been the last time the **** alliance airborne, and our city gate was shaken and injured." It must be admitted that the reason for the brain-dead roar is somewhat reasonable.

   If the entire territory of the tribe was not shaken, maybe the simple-minded orcs would have believed it.

   Please take the pot in front of you, the Great Chief, you can't get rid of it.

   Doubtful eyes, I do not know how much more overnight.

   But so what?

Would    Garrosh be that kind of merciful boss?

think too much!

   "How the orcs solved it before, how to solve it now!"

  You rubbish, don’t you want tradition? Now give you the tradition.

   Orcs, it's just a bit cheap. When Thrall rescued them from Nagrand, he didn't let a single fart. No one said it was unconventional. We should keep our ancestral land. Well now, I have chosen a 'traditional' chief, and I really want to do things according to tradition. The chiefs of the small and medium clans immediately put on a Sima face.

  What is Tradition?

  There is no civil war without food.

  The winning clan will have a new hunting ground, and the losing clan will die.

   is exactly the same as what a certain boss said after a certain snow disaster on Earth, "Only the strong are qualified to survive."

   But a large number of orc chiefs could not refute, because this order was 'very orcs'.

  The result is good, a vigorous fight began, and all sides cut blood and blood. If you win, you get food, if you lose, you get out.

  Many orc refugees even tried to sneak into the alliance's defenses.

   This is not realistic either.

  Because they couldn't go to the Alliance's territory, the cataclysm broke out on Kalimdor Continent, which just separated the land route of the tribesmen to the Alliance.

  The Thousand Needles Stone Forest is flooded and cannot go to the Southern Barrens.

  The temperature of Tanaris Desert has been above 40 degrees for a long time recently. Let alone whether there is life to pass through the desert, the first thing to pass is Un'Goro Crater. If you can go to the crater, you don't have to go to Tanaris. Play games with dinosaurs there, that's hunting too. As for hunting dinosaurs, or being hunted by dinosaurs, then God knows.

   That's at least a way.

   Orcs in Desolace are miserable. Originally, there were not many beasts in the broken place. The result was good. The defeated races could only migrate to Stoneclaw Mountain collectively.

In the    tribe, the fate of the weak is tragic.

   This shattered the atmosphere of the "warm family" established in the Saar era.

  Darkspear trolls are responsible for underwater fishing, and Vol'jin is fine. He didn't know why the other races didn't respond?

   But the Great Chief is obviously the one who writes his mood on his face. Thinking of the stupid roar's face, I was angry. Since Vol'jin was doing well in his own family, he didn't go to the Great Chief.

   In fact, everything was what Garrosh expected.

  【The weak are not qualified to survive】!

   This brutal survival of the fittest can select the strongest and best soldiers for the perfect tribe in his mind.

   The only restraint he made on his subordinates was that he was not allowed to make trouble with other races.

  Because of several races other than the orcs, or busy fishing like the dark spear trolls, they became the meal tickets for the orcs. Or open a new base in Darkness Kul Tiras, there really isn't much conflict.

Of course, there are always some orcs who can't survive and can't grab the territory. They have to run around the mountain like crazy, and some even run to Stonetalon Mountain, trying to sneak into Ashenvale, but after the warning to the night elf huntress is invalid , shot to death in the mountains.

The    Alliance made stern representations for this, and the roars of the brain-damaged people could not be heard.

"Those wastes are not the tribe's children, you kill them if you kill them." Brain Cannon Roar showed such restraint, simply because the [Iron Tribe] began to build [Iron Tribe] in the territory of the Ashvan family of Kul Tiras. version of the Dark Portal.

   That is a giant portal with a wasteland style!

Here, Brain Dump grinned: "Huhuhu! Hahahaha! Whether it's McDonald's or Thrall, they're all just idiots! Wait until I get the key to the space door of this world. Azeroth will become steel. Tribal world. Wow hahaha—"

   On the bright side, the Alliance is busy with disaster relief and has no time for expeditions; the tribes are busy with internal strife, and they are tragically fighting each other for limited hunting grounds.

When the news of    was delivered to Thrall in Nagrand, Thrall rarely shed a cloudy tear.

  The hard work of more than ten years has been in vain.

   It is a lie to say that there is no heartache.

   But this is also the tradition of the orcs - there is no way to expand, that is infighting, one's own people kill their own people, and let the strongest survive.

  In contrast, the Stratholme Empire alone has a population of 10 million, and nearly 7 million people can serve in the military. After years of disasters, all the old and weak have been eliminated, and the youth who have received a good education and combat education are about to come of age.

   At the moment when the alliance's demographic dividend is the most explosive, how do you ask the tribe to fight the alliance?

   "Alas! With just these people, can you fight the Alliance?" Thrall asked the sky, looking up.

   However, no one can give him the answer, no matter the ancestor or the elemental soul.

   The change in the land of Azeroth continues.

  It was at this point in history that Magni* Bronzebeard made himself rock in order to hear the voice of Mother Earth, resulting in a power vacuum of the Bronzebeard dwarves.

   In this life, Magni realized that this might be the only chance for him to be promoted to a demigod in his life.

  After arranging everything, even the seal of the king, and the divine axe [Earth Joy] were handed over to the second brother Muradin, Magni retreated.

   Two days later, Magni crystallized and lost all traces of life.

  Everything seems to follow the historical track.

   Little did you know, a gust of wind suddenly rolled up on the endless sea, causing a huge wave of 100 meters.

  When the monstrous waves that are equal to thirty-story buildings raged on the sea, the only feeling left to the mortals in the fleet not far away was - despair!

   "God! What is that?" This is the last word of an experienced captain who has run on the endless sea route no less than a hundred times.

For the first time, when news of    reached Stratholme, McDonald felt that things were getting a little out of control.

  Three hours later, a magic mirror image came from the front.

   When he saw the huge palaces suspended in mid-air, when he saw the super tornado surrounding the palaces, McDonald clenched his teeth rarely and squeezed three words out of his teeth.

   "Austrian garbage!"

   A group of vassals were in shock, but it was the eldest and most learned wizards who reacted first.

   "The wind element lord Alakir?"

   "Could it be that that is the legendary [Sky Wall]?"

   "How did it get here?"

   N'Zoth's hand, even McDonald's, who is a mortal enemy, has to praise it for its really beautiful hand.

  The Stratholme Empire is indeed vast in territory and incredibly powerful.

   To maintain the ties of the territories on the three continents, rely on the sea and air fleets that swept the world.

   Now, Alakir, who is the top fighting force of the wind element, has appeared on the stage, and he suddenly got stuck on the endless sea route north of Kul Tiras, which is equivalent to erasing all the existing routes.

  If you don't kill the Austrian garbage, the three continents are completely fighting each other.

   (end of this chapter)