Stratholme God

   Chapter 1278 Convince people with [German]

   In this life, there will be no magic nuclear bomb to blow up Theramore, nor the matter of General Taylor sent by King Wa.

   As a result, the historical plot has become a bit subtle.

  In October 17th, a fleet of thirty goblin spaceships bravely broke into the fog that haunted the entire continent of Pandaria.

   An orc general, Nazgrim, is the captain of this exploration ship. He was very troubled, because of the fog, he was separated from the other vanguards, and now there are only ten ships left to contact.

   "General, what are we facing?" the orc infantry asked Nazgrim.

"Unknown existence - it could be an enemy, it could be a new ally. But the Horde's survival space is already very small. Before a full-scale war with the Alliance, we must make every effort to find new forces, otherwise we are only waiting for us. Destruction." Almost in response to Nazgrim's words, a level eight gust of wind suddenly rolled up in the thick fog ahead.

   "Ah! This..." The infantry panicked.

   "Hold on! Hold on—all ready to crash!" Nazgrim exclaimed.

   It was obvious at a glance that a broken airship like a goblin couldn't handle such a powerful crosswind, and Nazgrim felt sad in his heart.

   This is the ceiling of tribal technology.

Everyone is flying in the sky. The Alliance has completely eliminated the airships made of large balloons. Zeppelin-class airships have long been reduced to sightseeing boats. The real Alliance airships use the anti-gravity engine of the wind element; on the other hand, the Horde uses the same The unreliable goblin airship, a flame spear can make the airship break a big hole and crash on the spot.

   These days, the goblin airships are embarrassed to say that they have been in the goblin airships without crashing three or five times.

   As a result, the goblin airship technology didn't make any progress, but instead copied the alliance's work to create a parachute...

  This thing is not high-tech, the key is that the umbrella does not leak, and the rest is easy to say.

  Unfortunately, this time, the parachute was not used. Because of the fog, Nazgrim did not dare to let the airship be too high above the sea, only about 100 meters high.

  If the airship falls into the water, the physique of these elite orcs can ensure that they will not die.

   "Woooooo!"

   The wind was howling.

   "Woooooo!"

   Goblins are screaming!

  The development of things started to get out of Nazgrim's control, because as the airship fell at a high speed, he found that it was not the sea that he hit, but the land!

   Under normal circumstances, you should be happy to see land, which means you have found your target.

   He can't be happy now, so he can only sadly pick up a large tribal-style shield at the last moment and activate [Shield Wall].

   "Boom!"

   "Boom!"

   A huge impact came, and the goblin spaceship, which felt like a piece of paper, was smashed into pieces on the spot.

   And the ten airships collided almost at the same time, triggering a new round of mutation——

   The 'earth' beneath their feet seemed unable to withstand such a violent impact, and began to shake violently.

   Nazgrim, who was flung out of the spaceship, escaped death purely by relying on his great strength. He was spinning frantically, and when he collided with the ground, he saw with his own eyes one of his personal guards tragically broke his neck. Before he could stop, a branch was inserted into his neck, and he died like this.

   He had no time to mourn the deaths of his men.

   Goblin's airship is even in water, with a weight of several hundred tons coupled with the acceleration of gravity, the power is placed here.

  When it hit the ground hard and ploughed a long deep scar on the ground, the ground seemed to shake even more.

   This is not an illusion!

   Despite his dizziness, Nazgrim was very sure that his feet were shaking.

   Before he could react, he was surprised to find that there was an unknown intelligent creature on the edge of the bamboo forest not far away-the other party had an upright humanoid body with black and white hair all over his body, and he was dressed in processed clothing.

   The other party assumed a guarded posture.

  Nazgrim couldn't care less, he also got up, holding a shield in one hand and a battle axe in the other.

   What is intriguing is that the opponent did not take the initiative to attack, but instead shouted in a language that Nazgrim did not know, and changed three languages ​​in a row.

   Nazgrim's language talent is not very good, so he can only tentatively say "Hello!" in the broken sin'dorei language.

   The other party seemed to have understood, and after a babble, Nazgrim couldn't understand it, and he could only barely confirm that it was an elf-like language, but it was different from the blood elf language he was familiar with.

   Fortunately, his subordinates quickly cleared the siege with him, and a blood elf mage who was sent to the expedition team survived. He came to translate with each other for a while.

   Nazgrim finally understood what the other side was—these strange creatures were pandaren.

The pandaren originally established the pandaren kingdom in what is now Kalimdor, and they have been allies of the kaldorei (ancient night elves) until they saw the kaldorei sinking into magic and losing control, gradually moving away from the world . The clan left Kalimdor across the sea and finally established their new home on an island.

   After a brief introduction to each other, they discovered a serious problem. The place where Nazgrim and his men fell was not an island, but on the back of the giant tortoise Shenzhan.

   Worse yet, the giant tortoise was obviously injured.

   "Not good! If this goes on, the wounded Shen-Zhenzi will take us into a maelstrom and self-destruct!" The leader of the pandaren who arrived, Ji *Huo-zhang of the Huojin faction exclaimed.

Nazgrim made a decision, he glanced at his own ship quickly, he realized that there are still seven or eight ships with relatively intact hulls: "Our ships are still in good condition, push them into the sea, And then fix it on the shell of the giant tortoise to provide buoyancy, wouldn't it be better?"

   "This... maybe it can." Ji * Huo Zhang has lived for so long, and he has never seen such a nonsense thing about the skyship. It is now a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

   After some tossing, this show was a success.

  The buoyancy provided by the seven boats helped the giant tortoise, and after the stunned tortoise regained consciousness, it began to swim towards Pandaria.

   Taking this as an opportunity, Nazgrim persuaded Ji*firepaw, the leader of the Pandaren monks of the Huojin faction, to lead his men to join the tribe. Not only them, but also asked Aisha Yunge, the leader of the Shuitu Sect monks, to temporarily reach a cooperative relationship with the tribe.

   On the other hand, Malkorok, another Horde vanguard who landed in the mainland of Pandaria, was much more rude. He asked his men to directly force the pandaren in Jade Forest to join the Horde.

  Who knew, he had just escorted a group of pandaren out of Ganlu Village when suddenly, a brick fell from the sky, smashing him into a dizziness.

   He picked up the rectangular 'hidden weapon' that attacked him with his backhand, and saw a big character [German] that he did not know was engraved on this red slab!

  A pandaren with a very strange temperament stood on a branch thirty meters in front of him and ten meters above the ground.

  [Jun Muqi] shouted with a wicked smile in the Orcish language: "Bastard! Tell you, we pandaren have always used [German] to convince people!"

   (end of this chapter)