Thrall doesn't know that the tribe in his hands may be the strongest among all the world lines at this point in time.
Outside, the King of Steel sent warmth and sent hundreds of thousands of fellow Draenors. Inside, there was pressure from the Night Elves, uniting all the races that could be united. There was the military training at Mount Hyjal in the past, and the trade war between Pandaria and the Alliance later.
The tribe is really strong, but Thrall doesn't know it.
The Kaldorei and the Alliance are really strong, and Thrall knows that.
Not only Thrall knew it, but all the orcs knew it.
So after helping the tauren of the Bloodhoof clan push the centaur in revenge, Kalimdor promptly rained down upon Brother Thrall, who held Kane's wrist with one hand and pulled the centaur representative with a bruised nose and face with the other hand, and said some nonsensical words. , For example, if you want to have love, don’t be warcraft bala bala.
All in all, in short, Thrall is interested in the centaur race.
In fact, there is no blood feud between centaurs and tauren. The Bloodhoof clan is just weak and beaten.
Didn't you see that the tauren of Hamuul's Rune Totem Clan have a lot of centaur dried meat in their rations? The centaur didn't say anything, right?
You Cairn Bloodhoof are noble, you Cairn Bloodhoof are great, and your Bloodhoof clan can turn right and wrong by finding the orc tribe as its backer. You, Uncle Thrall, can do whatever you want.
Centaurs actually don't mind joining a tribe with tauren. The eternal law of survival in Kalimdor is that the weak eat the strong.
The internal factions of the centaurs are inherently complicated. The horse brains of Xin's father and Xin's mother are beaten into pig brains. Those who are pro-night elves must look down on the orcs of the tribe, so those who are hostile to night elves will not refuse Thrall's recruitment.
After all, Brother Thrall has the final say whether there will be chaos in the Barrens.
The only problem is that they mentioned that the horse's brain has been turned into a pig's brain, so how could Thrall not try to recruit the quilboar.
However, this contact forced the tribe to fight a just war.
Because the tribe discovered that the wild boar people were negotiating terms with Orgrimmar while believing in the undead natural disaster.
It's not that the quilboar is an evil race, but most of the quilboar leaders who occupied Razor Highlands and Razorfen had surrendered to Lord Archimonde during the previous invasion of the Burning Legion and accepted commissions from the Scourge.
However, before the quilboars could do anything to show their loyalty, Archimonde overturned.
It was awkward all of a sudden.
As a result, the tribe's new prince came to surrender, and the wild boar people surrendered decisively.
He also warmly and friendly led the orc inspection team to the Razor Highlands to meet with the special advisor of the Wild Boar Development and Reform Commission, a certain lich with the nickname of the Ice King.
The original intention of the quilboar is that the Burning Legion has given us this price, your tribe must not be stingy.
But Archimonde's cart overturned, and the Lich King was still guarding the kingdom of Northrend. The Lich directly attacked the unsuspecting orc envoy.
It was done, but not completely killed. Under the cover of his companions, little Saurfang fought his way through many obstacles and escaped back to Orgrimmar.
The tribe was shocked, Thrall was furious, and Theramore did not dare to openly hinder the orcs.
After fighting the young ones, the old ones came. King Saurfang left his beloved Orgrimmar concierge and drove directly there with 30,000 strong men.
It really drove past.
Goblin engineers have successfully completed the reverse research project on the Alliance's internal combustion engine, and the tribe has an armored transport vehicle with independent intellectual property rights.
With the greatly improved transportation capacity, it only took ten hours to prepare for war from the time Little Saurfang brought back the news to King Saurfang leading the troops.
This kind of war efficiency was forced out by Carlos's alliance, and it was something no tribe in the world line dared to imagine.
The tribe's revenge came too quickly, and the quilboar's long-established home defense system was vulnerable to flamethrowers and heavy explosive bombs.
The orc's ax is heavy and ruthless, the troll's grenade is accurate and stable, throwing a spear in front of a large shield is useless, and all beings are equal under the troll.
In a sense, Thrall has some battlefield PTSD.
How can we use an army of thirty thousand to fight the quilboars?
But King Saurfang was having a great time fighting.
It's good to have your own base, but I've never fought such a rich battle.
Once upon a time, the orcs were suppressed by their opponents' long-range firepower, but now the tribe can also blast away with cannons, comfortably and brightly.
In particular, the orc shamans have hooked up with the elemental spirits of Azeroth, and the elemental enchantment transformation of the Alliance's original power armor smuggled from the Eastern Kingdom has also made progress.
King Saurfang didn't know how Thrall obtained these good goods, but these thick armors weighing half a ton were not comparable to his previous set of armor.
Overlord Saurfang is not some fundamentalist muscular orc, and he never resists using new weapons and armor.
Unlike the thumping goblin engine diesel-electric powered guards around them, King Saurfang's power armor is powered by pure shaman technology, which is quiet, cool, and more powerful.
No worries about orc barbecue.
After dismantling the outer defenses of the quilboar's Razor Highlands, the orc terminators went directly to the Lich's hiding place, using the most brutal method to eliminate the Scourge's secrets hidden in the Barrens.
The main reason is that Thrall made an explanation before leaving. The quilboars should fight for it if they can. Just kill a few and don't engage in genocide. It's hard to explain to the night elves.
Therefore, King Saurfang strictly carried out the orders of the warchief, killing a group of orcs, a group of trolls, a group of goblins, and a group of tauren.
If everyone is killed, no one will be accused of genocide, and the night elves will not be able to find fault.
Plan passes.
Perfect.
After all, communicating with the undead is a serious crime, and the overlord of Kalimdor has no time to sympathize with the quilboar.
When the couple discovered that the orcs were so capable of fighting, they began to think of ways to lure them into the water.
After all, the great Kaldorei are too difficult.
The Burning Legion was defeated, but every inch of the mountains and rivers lost their blood. Without the commander of Archimonde, the demons of the Twisting Nether completely let themselves go.
Do you think the organized Burning Legion is the strongest form of demons?
NONONO.
When we gather together, we are a pile of shit; when we disperse, we are filled with stars.
Without organizational restraint, the legion gangs of Chaos Evil caused greater damage to the night elves than even the several battles after Archimonde's arrival.
When the remnants of the Burning Legion don't want to win, they don't know how to lose!
It has been almost two years since the Battle of Mount Hyjal. The night elves still have not recovered all the lost territory and have not completed the restoration of social production. Every moment, brave and skilled night elf warriors are bleeding and dying in the battle to eliminate demons.
Water sources are polluted, people's hearts are bewitched, ideological trends within the race are raging, and conflicts between factions are becoming increasingly serious.
The night elves are continuing to pay a high price for this unfinished war.
However, in distant Pandaria, news came back from the expeditionary force who followed the ancient covenant to support the pandaren against the intrusion of the Thundergod.
The pandaren want the night elves to provide military support.
Malfurion thought about the pandaren's physique, and then thought about the night elves' armor and weapons.
It’s hard to describe in one word.
Most of the pandaren can't use the Moon Blade, a weapon exclusively for huntresses. The Blade Thrower and the Hippogryph are not enough for the night elves themselves...
Then support a group of strong bows and arrows.
As a result, three months later, with the letters brought back by the fully loaded elven fleet, the pandaren's euphemistic documents expressed their dissatisfaction without hesitation.
The meaning between the lines is that we Pandaren pay for it, so don’t deal with me with junk goods!
Malfurion was shocked and confused, and confused and aggrieved.
The old pie chart.
