Stormwind God

In October, the sky had a little coolness.

Near Orgrimmar, Thrall watched as he hunted a large number of raptors, and the tribe who covered the dragon's flesh with wooden stands was pleased, but he frowned.

Durotar is not bad.

Although a bit desolate, the lack of prey is enough to allow the orcs to reproduce again.

The problem is that Durotar seems deficient due to the desolation ... wood!

Thrall was fortunate enough to have seen the magical building material called 'cement' used by humans. He also learned more than once from the orcs' predecessors how perfect and hard this so-called cement was.

It is fortunate that humans have let go of orcs because of those **** undead. Thrall is unafraid to expect Duke to show kindness, send cement to the orcs, and support the construction of Orgrimmar City.

Unfortunately, the beast artisans in the westward migration team will only make brick-wood houses. These artisans, once orcs' hard workers, told Thrall that with the current craftsmanship, they couldn't make a house with more than two floors without enough strong, thick and long enough wood.

The city walls too!

After hearing about the horrible artillery fire of the dwarves, Thrall made up his mind that Orgrimmar also needed the walls, enough to withstand the walls bombarded by rough artillery.

The problem is back to the original point. To shape the city walls, the orc craftsmanship still requires a lot of good wood.

Thrall called Grom * Hellscream.

"Grom, the tribe needs the service of you and your people."

"You said. I'll do it." Grom, who had recently had a full stomach and a blood roar, looked very energetic.

"The tribe needs a lot of good wood to build cities and walls. Unfortunately, west of Durotar is a terrible place."

"Barrens, isn't it? A bad and proper name indeed." Grom pouted.

"The tribe's spies have gone more than a week's walk from Durotar. The southern part of the barrens is also a terrible place with few trees. The Stonetalon Mountains to the west can't be better, the only one with sufficient wood This is the ashen valley north of the barrens. "

"What's wrong there?"

"I don't know, maybe a certain intelligent race, or some beasts with huge communities. Anyway, the scouts who entered the forest of Ashenvale did not return. This made me have a bad feeling." Saar wrinkled. Brow, he actually has an ominous hunch.

Unfortunately, the new tribes are desperately in need of large quantities of good wood.

"What do you want the Warsong Clan to do?"

"You take your people and 5,000 orc carpenters, and as much as possible without cutting off the aboriginal people of Ashen Valley, enough wood is cut back, which is about the amount that 5,000 people can carry back, which is almost the same. "

"No problem." Grom whistled and went outside the camp.

"Wait! Grom!" Thrall stopped the tribal hero.

"What?" Grom stopped.

"The tribe is too weak now. If possible, try not to clash with the large intelligent races on this continent."

Grom smiled, the fangs of the sky glowed with cold light: "It's all right! No one is my [Blood Roar] 's opponent!"

Thrall's horrible premonition was even stronger, and he had never had another formed unit at his disposal. Lexar was very relieved, but unfortunately Lexar was lonely.

Vol'jin is also good, the number of problem dark spear clan is too small.

Thrall had no choice.

The tribe did not know that it was less than 500 kilometers south of the Kokal cliffs at the southernmost tip of Durotar, and in that place called Theramore Island, Jaina's Alliance Expeditionary Forces also stood firm.

Moreover, the construction of Theramore Island is much faster than that of Horde Orgrimmar.

In the middle of the island, a huge five-story mage tower has risen.

"It's hard to imagine that such a large building only took us a week, and the rest of the week was actually waiting for the cement to completely dry." Jaina sighed as she looked at the mage tower.

"That's it," echoed Aegwynn, the consultant next to him.

Jaina wasn't the first time she saw concrete soil.

But this magical building material feels amazing no matter how many times it is viewed. As long as the craftsman marked the location of the pile on the ground, in order to hurry, Jaina even started to blast holes in the ground with magic.

After the craftsman inserted the steel bars and poured the stirred cement into the long, straight deep holes blasted out by arcane magic, the foundation was just three days, then the piles and the cement were poured into the mold.

As for the cooling of cement, this has never been a problem. For her new home, Jaina did not hesitate to use the magic of frost to cool the cement quickly and uniformly.

So in just one week, a mage tower that looked like a miracle stood in the middle of the island.

If Duke were here, she would definitely praise Jaina for being self-taught.

In the history before Duke crossing, when the Chinese people built the famous Hoover Dam, in order to rush the work and to synchronize the cooling of all parts of a reinforced concrete structure with a weight of more than 100 tons, the cement was poured in the modeling. After that, liquid nitrogen was directly poured there for cooling.

Now Jaina did all this with magic.

Watching the small kingdom in her dreams day by day, listening to the cheers of the people who have traveled across the ocean to take refuge, how satisfied she is.

The only thing that makes Jaina so entangled is that her own Queen Theramore always seems to be a bit of a misnomer. Too many places, there is a shadow of Duke.

The construction team without the cement and the Marcus family may have had to live in bad tents within a month of arriving. This is very uncomfortable for Jaina, who is a princess.

You know, Theramore is semi-enclosed in dusty swamps. Since it is a swamp or a swamp in the middle of summer in August and September, what is the most?

Mosquito!

Not everyone can run around with an ice shield like Jaina.

The mosquitoes everywhere are disturbed when seen from afar.

However, the powerful mosquito repellent liquid provided by the Marcus Chamber of Commerce free of charge, what poppy x external mosquito killer lamp, and screen screens, has solved most of the troubles of Jaina very intimately.

Moreover, the extremely distraught new reclamation method makes the entire island of Theramore from the beginning to become a so-called dead end.

Not to mention, Duke delivered large batches of magical materials from Dalaran and Quel'Thalas to the ship.

What's it for?

Make magic defense inscriptions directly on the wall of Theramore to be built!

Jaina held her forehead: "I always felt like a kite. When did Duke's **** want me to go back and take the line back?"