In this life, there is no magic nuclear bomb to bomb Theramore, and there is no such thing as King Wa sending General Taylor.
As a result, the original historical plot became a bit subtle.
In October 2017, a fleet of thirty goblin spaceships bravely broke into the fog that enveloped the entire continent of Pandaria.
Nazgrin, an orc general, is the captain of this exploration ship. He is very troubled because he has been separated from other vanguards due to heavy fog, and now there are only ten ships left that he can contact.
"General, what are we facing?" the orc infantry asked Nazgrin.
"The unknown existence may be an enemy or a new ally. But the tribe's living space is already very small. Before an all-out war breaks out with the alliance, we must make every effort to find new power, otherwise only destruction awaits us. "Almost in response to Nazgrin's words, an eight-level gust of wind suddenly rolled up in the thick fog ahead.
"Hold still! Hold still, everyone, get ready!" Nazgrin screamed.
It was obvious at a glance that a broken airship like the Goblin could not withstand such a powerful crosswind, and Nazgrin felt sad.
This is the ceiling of tribal technology.
Everyone is flying in the sky. The Alliance has completely eliminated airships made of large balloons. Zeppelin-class airships have long been reduced to sightseeing boats. The real Alliance flying battleships use wind-element anti-gravity engines. On the other hand, the tribe still uses The unreliable goblin airship, a flame spear can break a big hole in the airship and crash it on the spot.
These days, those who have flown on a goblin airship would be embarrassed to say that they have flown on a goblin airship unless the plane crashes three or five times.
As a result, the goblin airship technology did not improve at all, but instead copied the alliance's work and made a parachute...
The technological content of this thing is not high. The key is that the umbrella does not leak air. The rest is easy to say.
Unfortunately, a parachute was not used this time. Due to the fog, Nazgrin did not dare to let the airship get too high from the sea, which was only about a hundred meters high.
If the airship crashes into the water, the physique of these orc elites can ensure that they will not die.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The wind is howling.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The goblins are screaming!
Things began to develop out of Nazgrin's control, because as the airship fell at high speed, he discovered that it was not the sea but the land that he hit!
Under normal circumstances, you should be happy when you see land, it means you have found your target.
He couldn't be happy now, so he could only sadly pick up a large tribal-style shield at the last moment and activate the [Shield Wall].
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
A huge gunshot came, and the goblin spaceship, which felt like paper, was suddenly smashed into pieces on the spot.
Ten airships crashed down almost at the same time, triggering a new round of changes.
The 'earth' beneath their feet seemed unable to withstand such a violent impact and began to shake violently.
Nazgrin, who was thrown out of the spaceship, escaped death purely by relying on his strong strength. As he was spinning wildly and hitting the ground, he saw with his own eyes that one of his bodyguards had tragically broken his neck before he could stop. Another branch was inserted into his neck, and he died just like that.
He had no time to mourn the deaths of his men.
Even if the goblin's airship is in water, it weighs several hundred tons and has gravity acceleration, so that's how powerful it is.
When it came down hard and plowed a long, deep mark on the ground, the ground beneath its feet seemed to shake even more.
This is not an illusion!
Although he was feeling dizzy, Nazgrin was extremely sure that his feet were indeed shaking.
Before he could react, he was surprised to find an existence that was obviously an unknown intelligent creature on the edge of the bamboo forest not far away. The person had an upright humanoid body, with black and white hair all over his body, and was dressed in processed clothing.
The other party put on a vigilant posture.
Nazgrin didn't care so much. He also got up, holding a shield in one hand and raising his battle ax in the other.
What is intriguing is that the other party did not take the initiative to attack. Instead, they shouted in a language that Nazgrin didn't know. They changed three languages in a row. The only thing that made the orc general react was the Sin'dorei language of the blood elves.
Nazgrin's language talent was not very good, so he could only tentatively say "Hello!" in broken Sin'dorei language.
The other party seemed to understand, and spoke in a gibberish tone. Nazgrin couldn't understand it anymore, and could only barely confirm that it was a language similar to that of elves, but it was different from the blood elves language he was familiar with.
Fortunately, his men quickly rescued him, and a blood elf mage who was assigned to the exploration team survived. He rushed over to translate for a while.
Nazgrin finally understood who the other party was. These strange creatures were Pandaren.
The Pandaren initially established the Pandaren Kingdom in the central area of what is now Kalimdor. In the past, they had been allies of the Kaldorei. It was not until they saw the Kaldorei lost control of magic that they gradually moved away from the world. The clan traveled across the ocean.
The Haitians left Kalimdor and finally established their new home on an island.
After a brief introduction to each other, they discovered a serious problem. The place where Nazgrin and his men fell was not a small island, but on the back of the giant turtle Shenzhenzi.
Even worse, the giant turtle was obviously injured.
"No! If this continues, the injured Shen Zhenzi will be sucked into the maelstrom and destroy himself!" The leader of the pandaren, Ji * Fire Palm of the Fire Gold Sect, exclaimed.
Nazgrin made a decision. He quickly glanced at his ship and realized that there were actually seven or eight ships whose hulls were still relatively intact: "Our ship is still intact, so push them into the sea.
Wouldn't it be better to fix it on the giant turtle's shell to provide buoyancy?"
"This...maybe." Ji*Fire Palm has lived for so long and has never seen such nonsense like a spaceship descending from the sky. Now he is considered a dead horse and a live doctor.
After a lot of fiddling, this cool operation was actually successful.
The buoyancy provided by the seven ships helped the giant turtle. After the knocked-out giant turtle regained consciousness, it began to swim towards Pandaria.
Taking this as an opportunity, Nazgrin persuaded Ji*Firepaw, the leader of the Pandaren monks of the Fire and Gold sect, to lead his men to join the tribe. Not only them, but also the leader of the water and earth sect monks, Aisha Yunge, reached a temporary cooperation with the tribe.
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On the other hand, Malkorok, another Horde pioneer who landed in Pandaria, was much more brutal. He asked his men to directly force the pandaren in Jade Forest to join the Horde.
Who would have thought that when he came out of Ganlu Village with a group of Pandaren he had just escorted, a brick fell from the sky and hit him dizzy.
He picked up the rectangular 'hidden weapon' that attacked him with his backhand, and saw that on this red brick, there was a large character "DE" engraved on it that he didn't recognize!
A panda with an extremely strange temperament stood on a branch 30 meters in front of him and 10 meters above the ground.
[Jun Muqi] shouted with a wicked smile in the orc language: "Asshole! Let me tell you, we pandas always convince others with [morality]!"
