Everyone's eyes were straightened, the holy light shone on the earth, and these animals actually became intelligent.
It's a pity that their thoughts are controlled by the Holy Light, and they can only praise the Holy Light in unison.
"Slaves are not the most terrible thing, at least they are free in thought."
Head of State Margok sighed: "If even thoughts are controlled and cannot be autonomous, what is the difference between it and death?"
The screen changed, and what appeared this time was a small camp, where about a dozen fugitive orcs gathered. They were vultures in the wilderness and were known for their ferocity.
The strange thing is that these orcs were naked and skinny, kneeling on the ground piously to praise the Holy Light.
Holy light is a kind of life energy. Of course, it cannot make them grow fat, it can only maintain the lowest life.
Margok mocked lightly:
"Look at these poor orcs. The beasts praise the Holy Light when they are hungry and will instinctively look for food, but for intelligent creatures like us, they will do nothing but praise. Thanks to the progress we have made in our research on the Holy Light, Highmaul is protected by a magical shield, and the Frostwolf and Thunderlord clans dwell within Gromgar's bones."
"I'm sorry to tell you." Margok said worriedly: "Our shield has cracks and may collapse at any time. By then, Highmaul will become a dead city that loudly praises the Holy Light. There is no time. Already."
There was a look of fear on everyone's faces. They would rather be slaves of the Burning Legion than become withered bones praising the Holy Light.
The decision of the leader Mal'gok was correct. The Burning Legion accepted a large number of ogre slaves, and the Highmaul ogres escaped from Draenor through the Legion portal.
Five hundred selected men came to Tanaris in Kalimdor.
The ogres hide their brands under their clothes and do not want to show them.
Although a large amount of money was spent to buy the way, the ogre empire's savings over the millennium were quite substantial, and the five hundred people selected were all of prominent wealth, and were welcomed by the goblins of Gadgetzan.
Theramore's Kingdom of Eternal Death was formed and successfully sealed the Gate of Holy Light.
Chen Stormstout finally found the energy and time to build Orgrimmar's luxurious palace. With the hard work of a large number of lightforged orcs day and night, the palace has begun to take shape.
In the mythology of the Pandaren, there have always been legends about the Heavenly Palace, which is a beautiful palace built above the clouds and inhabited by gods that are nobler than the four gods.
Legend has it that the Monkey King and Emperor Shaohao once visited the Heavenly Palace. Later generations used their imagination to describe the magnificence and beauty of the Heavenly Palace.
Chen Stormstout was determined to make the Celestial Palace a reality in Orgrimmar. To this end, he did not hesitate to spend all his energy and left the daily chores to Khadgar.
On this day, Khadgar found Chen Stormstout.
Chen Stormstout was eating beef under the service of his slave "Sal" and asked impatiently:
"Are the tauren in Thunder Bluff causing trouble again? Don't they know that making food is a blessing?"
"The rebellion in Thunder Bluff has been put down." Khadgar handed over a letter: "This is from the Draenei Amador."
Amado was a strong enemy, and Chen Stormstout couldn't bear to be ignored and hurriedly accepted the letter.
After unfolding, there is a painting. There is a grass in the field. Only the above-ground part has been removed, and the roots are still buried in the soil.
"To cut the grass, we need to get rid of the roots." Chen Stormstrength rolled his eyes: "Are you asking me to deal with Zhu Taran?"
Khadgar reminded: "The head of state Mal'gok and everyone from Highmaul have entered Gadgetzan and reinforced the city."
Chen Stormstout said disapprovingly: "I heard that they only have five hundred people and they can't make a big storm."
Khadgar said cautiously: "Margok issued an order to all the ogres in Azeroth in the name of the royal bloodline of the orthodox Gorian Empire. King Gordok of Dire Maul has responded actively and is willing to
Allegiance, the Stonemaul ogres of Brackenwall Village express their surrender, and the ogres from all over Azeroth, if united, they are a force that cannot be underestimated."
Chen Stormstout was startled: "Is the situation already so serious? Margok must die."
"It must be added that the five hundred people in Margok have accepted the brand of the Burning Legion, and more ogres have become slaves of the Legion. If Margok is in trouble, they may come back to support, or they may attract
The interference of the Burning Legion." The stakes were so important that Khadgar had to elaborate.
Chen Stormstout was in trouble. The carefully raised beef was not so delicious and tasted like chewing wax. It took him a long time before he said: "Khadgar, what should we do?"
Khadgar was well prepared and said unhurriedly: "Before the Cataclysm, the desert track in the Shining Plains was managed by a group of goblins, and they took out a high-priced insurance policy in Gadgetzan. After the Cataclysm, the Shining Plains became a vast expanse of land.
Wang Yang and the goblins of Gadgetzan refused to pay compensation, and the two sides argued for a long time without any result."
"How much is the compensation?" Chen Stormstout asked.
"The goblins are so greedy that they can buy the entire Gadgetzan and issue such an unreasonable insurance policy," Khadgar said.
Chen Stormstout thought for a long time: "You mean to buy this policy and then claim compensation from Gadgetzan as a reason to start a war."
Khadgar chuckled and said: "I have bought an insurance policy. In the name of the quilboar people of Razorfen, we might as well attack Gadgetzan in the name of the quilboar people. If things get too big and attract the Burning Legion, the worst possible outcome is to abandon the quilboar people.
, it can also avoid getting burned.”
"It's a good idea, that's it."
Chen Stormstout's appetite became better, he ate beef and said loudly:
"You have full authority to handle this matter. I must focus on the construction of the Tiangong."
Khadgar acted responsibly. He sent people to ask for the bail money from the mayor of Gadgetzan, Marin Noggenfogg, secretly mobilized the army, and through the portal of his ally Zul'Farrak, a large number of light-forged orcs, half
Centaurs, tauren, etc. entered Tanaris, and the navy was also mobilized to blockade the port.
Almost at the moment when the negotiations broke down, the army attacked Gadgetzan from sea and land at the same time, surrounding the city with water.
Marin Noggenfogger started his business by relying on "Noggenfogg Potion" in his early years. He was a typical upstart. He had never seen such a scene. He was so frightened that he almost lost his breath and hurriedly asked the head of state, Margok, for help.
Margok was not in a hurry, the other party was obviously running towards him, looking calm and calm about the little goblin who was worried about his safety.
"I anticipated this situation before entering Azeroth. The world of Draenor has endless holy light. We have a fragment of the hourglass of time that can attract enough holy light."
In the name of the wild boars, Khadgar is about to launch a general attack.
Suddenly, a golden shield of holy light appeared above Gadgetzan, and the entire city was enveloped in a layer of golden light.
Khadgar brought in cannons to blast the shield, making it indestructible.
Although he was unable to predict the shield, Khadgar grew a mouthful. The appearance of the shield proved that the Burning Legion would not intervene.
There is only one way left, which is to besiege. The shield cannot be broken, but the people in the city need to eat.
A few days later, another news was received. Durotan led five hundred orcs into Winterspring Valley. They were very restless, and Khadgar felt that he was having trouble keeping track of the situation.