"where?"

Thrall asked seriously, and Grom immediately answered.

"In the southeast, next to the station of the draenei driving those tall mechanical armors."

After hearing this, Sal breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's okay. Once we get there, it won't be a problem even if Kil'jaeden and Archimonde, one of the leaders of the Burning Legion, arrive at the same time."

He was not worried about what happened there at all. After all, that was where Li Ke's garrison was located. If something went wrong, the group of magicians would immediately call for Li Ke's help.

There won't be any more problems.

"is that so?"

Grom was stunned for a moment, then he picked up Gorehowl unnaturally, scratched his back, and then spoke.

"But I still feel that it is too wasteful for us orcs to grow food and graze animals... Look at my Gorehowler, he is chopping firewood, cutting down trees, killing sheep, even cutting meat and pruning farmland. I can already think of me dying of old age.

The miserable ending on the bed, Thrall, you have to find a way to give us the opportunity to contribute our strength to the empire."

Grom spoke very sincerely.

The empire gave them everything and gave them a good life that they could live without taking risks for robbery.

Although it is not that there are no orcs who think it would be better to just rob the Imperial people.

It's just that their end is generally not very good. Most of them are turned into chemical fertilizers, nourishing the land of the orcs.

Adhering to the most basic principle of joining if you can't beat them, Grom really wants to get together with the people of the empire so that he can show his strength and ability in this empire.

But unfortunately, Li Ke seems not very interested in forming an armored force composed of orcs, and has never done so.

"We orcs are also citizens of the empire."

No, you're not.

Sal really wanted to say this, but saying this would be too desperate and would lead to a series of problems.

So he could only spread his hands.

"Because we haven't made enough contributions, Grom. In the empire, being a soldier is an honor. If your body, mind, and ability are not up to par, the emperor will not want you. The question is, Grom, how many generals do you know?"

language?"

Grom's mouth closed immediately. Although he learned things like herding quickly, he, he, really found it difficult to learn Common Language.

"Damn it, if a soldier can slash people with a knife, that's it!"

He couldn't help complaining, but Thrall looked at Grom very seriously, and then spoke word by word.

"But the emperor said, you first need to let the soldiers know what they are fighting for, so that they can have combat effectiveness and at the same time know what they are doing, what they can do, and what they should not do...

Grom, this is the glory of a warrior. Knowing what you are fighting for, knowing what you should do and what you should not do."

Grom fell silent.

"Where did you see this?"

Thrall took out the Book of Holy Scriptures that he bought when he was in Guth Town from his waist, and showed it to Grom.

It contains his insights and thoughts, as well as many traces of smearing and re-copying, which proves his inner suffering and thinking.

"The Book of Holy Words... Grom, you really should buy one. Many of the contents in it actually show us the reality of the world and how we should do things to succeed. This is a real tool.

Books allow you to use the tools of thought to see everything around you clearly."

Grom didn't believe it, so he took a look, but at the first glance he saw a line of words.

"Who is our enemy? Who is our friend..."

Grom was stunned. He immediately realized that this book was indeed a reference book as Thrall said.

Although he couldn't say such words, he still knew that he had to distinguish between his own people when doing things.

So he immediately looked at Sal.

Sal sighed helplessly.

"I gave the first copy to Orgrim, but I couldn't keep this one either."

He reluctantly handed the book filled with his notes and struggling thoughts to Grom, and Grom, who was tickling with the Blood Roar, finally came up with the idea of ​​going home and learning Common Language.

After all, Thrall is an honest person, and the elements trust him, so his words are correct. But after hearing that Orgrim had taken a copy in advance, he couldn't help but cursed.

"That bastard Orgrim..."

Orgrim once laughed at him for surrendering too quickly, but now he is more active than himself!

"There is nothing we can do about it. He came with Durotan."

Thrall muttered in a low voice, and then chatted with Grom about other things, such as the vegetables in the field, what he ate today, and how the harvest was.

Grom also told everything about himself like an old farmer.

"The yield is getting higher and higher. It seems that the new livestock breeds from the Agricultural College are indeed unique."

Sal chewed the dried meat and looked at the ewe that gave birth to six lambs in one litter. He couldn't help but nodded. But he also knew that the reason why he could raise so many sheep was that the Agricultural College supported

The new pasture, the chemical fertilizers supported by the empire, and the large amounts of corn are all inseparable.

Without these things, it would be wishful thinking to develop agriculture.

At present, Draenor really does not have the ability to manufacture fertilizers. Without the support of the empire, Draenor alone cannot support such a large industry.

These are the reins that control Draenor.

Thrall couldn't help but sigh. The orcs didn't have the ability to make fertilizer. They didn't even know what the fertilizer was made of or how it was made, although Li Ke gave them various things.

But he didn't bring the school here, which made him very sad.

“How on earth are we going to fit into this world?”

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But just as Thrall was thinking this, in the distance, a Draenei was talking to an Eredar.

"We are about to attack Draenor in another world."

While the eredar was peeing on the wild flowers on the roadside, he spoke to the paladin who was also peeing.

"No, what on earth do you demons want to do?"

The draenei paladins were a little speechless. These eredar said they were ordered to invade them, but after arriving, they either exchanged silver handkerchiefs with the succubus every day, or spent a lot of time drinking and infiltrating them.

All have members who are pregnant.

Yrel said not to worry about them, and the Emperor didn't give any orders, otherwise he would definitely kill these bastards.

"This is something that can't be helped. The higher-ups are pressing hard. You don't know that Sargeras has been obsessed with Azeroth ever since he suffered a defeat in Azeroth. This time he was in bad luck again.

How could he not be angry, so he made arrangements for Draenor this time. Your Emperor's Golden Guard is on duty here, so it's hard to start. We have no choice but to go to the broken Draenor in Azeroth.

Lano."

After saying that, the demon shook his gun, because there was also evil energy distortion in his body, which caused him to urinate intermittently.

Fortunately, he's a demon and doesn't need to pee most of the time.

"I think you are too unprofessional. Among the things I have learned before, demons are extremely cruel. What is going on with you?"

The Draenei Paladin was completely speechless. He also pulled up his pants, and then asked what he wanted to know most.

"Tens of thousands of years ago, I was a paladin just like you... It's just that when a being that is bigger than the planet tells you that you'd better choose evil energy, your only choice is naturally

Another one has fallen."

Ereda sighed, and then asked.

"Are you going to the Succubus Hall tonight?"

The Draenei Paladin immediately looked around, then shook his head.

"No, my teacher has become suspicious of me during this period, so I can't go for the time being. But if you can take him with you, then there will be no problem."

Erida curled her lips.

"I might as well invite the emperor. Who doesn't know that your teacher is a jealous person? Last time, one of your teacher's friends took your teacher to the Succubus Foot Washing City to have his hooves repaired, and then her wife opened that place.

The tank was purified and the boss there was killed once. Who dares to let your teacher go there?"

Ereida said no.

Married men should not come here to touch porcelain.

"Then I'll go back first. You should also pay attention. We have been taking action recently."

"Don't die."

"The same to you."

Two people who were once of the same race said goodbye to each other, then turned their backs to each other and left.

These demons were the eredar sent by Kil'jaeden who didn't like the Burning Legion. These demons first released their fishman auras, and then some Draenei fishmen met them.

Then, it evolved into what it is now.
To be continued...