Robbie was not surprised by the appearance of the Moon God Envoy, but the strength displayed by the God Envoy surprised Robbie. He did not expect that the Moon God Envoy turned out to be a brilliant warrior monk.
The use of Qi by the Divine Envoy far exceeds that of Chen Stormstout. He is worthy of being a powerful person that even the Guardian Medivh dares not look down upon.
A basin of cold water was poured on him, and Garrosh woke up from his coma. He had not forgotten what had just happened.
The envoy stepped on Garrosh's head and asked, "Dirty little orc, are you convinced?"
Garrosh was brave, smart, and resourceful, and he was able to bend and stretch. He immediately fell to the ground:
"I'm convinced, I'm willing to surrender at your feet."
The divine envoy nodded with satisfaction, and with his permission, Doras dared to send people to heal Garrosh's injuries and repair the broken fangs. The divine envoy said calmly:
"You don't know Tyrande and Malfurion at all. Ten thousand years ago, when they first came to power, they lived a luxurious life for a long time. They have never seen anything. It lasted for thousands of years.
Luxurious enjoyment is older than the history of the orcs, but they finally got tired of it and lost its appeal, so they returned to their current life."
Vol'jin was stunned after hearing this, and then he realized that his little trick was completely useless against Tyrande and Malfurion. What the couple had seen and experienced personally was enough to scare his fangs away.
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"Tyrande will never dare to disobey the Moon God, but if you want her to sincerely fight against the cavemen, you must let her see the hope of victory. Although Tyrande is arrogant and stubborn, she has a deep heart.
It's Qingming. From what I know about Tyrande, she was surprised by the cavemen's fighting prowess and thought that the night elves had no hope of winning."
Wo'jin knew enough about military affairs that Wo'jin also believed that even if the night elves sent troops, they would not be sure to defeat the cavemen.
The strength of the night elves mainly consists of sentries and druids. Although the sentry troops have accurate arrows and are especially suitable for jungle combat, the range of ordinary bows and arrows is far inferior to that of dwarf muskets.
Under the influence of the forbidden magic circle, the druid's spells are of no use.
Garrosh, who had his head wrapped in a rice dumpling, made a difficult voice:
"Leave this matter to me. I will definitely be able to convince Tyrande."
The envoy glanced at the orc, nodded and said, "Okay, I'm looking forward to your performance."
Is there any way Garrosh can break the caveman's volley tactics? Robbie shook his head, feeling a little funny. This arrogant orc thought he was right and would definitely suffer a lot.
Don't think that volley gun tactics seem simple and crude, but the only thing that can resist volley gun tactics is volley gun tactics.
The elimination of volley tactics is due to the development of firearms, the improvement of fire rate, range and accuracy, and the increasing power of weapons, which has led to the backwardness of tactics. Could it be that Garrosh can invent more advanced firearms?
After Garrosh recovered from his injury, the envoy led the three to meet Tyrande again.
Tyrande did not dare to neglect the noble envoy of God, and entertained him with the highest standards, serving precious delicacies, wine and delicacies unique to the night elves.
Doras has seen the world, and the dishes may seem simple, but every piece of fruit and every dish has been put into a lot of thought.
"Dear Envoy of God." Tyrande's expression was unnatural and full of worries: "Who are these three people?"
The envoy understood Tyrande's thoughts and said disdainfully: "Two dirty orcs and one cunning and savage troll. They are just my servants. The appearance of our envoy has been disguised, and we are not stupid and lowly orcs."
Tyrande secretly breathed a sigh of relief. God's envoy was not the best among the orcs.
The envoy of the god took up his position and solemnly said: "Tylande, I am here under the will of the Moon God, and I order you to send troops to Lag City to conquer the cavemen. Are you willing to accept it?"
Tyrande bit her lip and said insincerely: "I am willing to obey the will of the Moon God."
The divine envoy shook his head and said seriously: "Tylande, you must understand that the Moon God's will comes from Elune's great wisdom, and it is definitely not something that can be forced upon others. The rise of the cavemen will inevitably threaten the night elves."
Tyrande was a little confused and whispered: "I hope the divine envoy can help me clear up my confusion."
The divine envoy smiled faintly and said: "I have served the Moon God for many years, and I have been able to listen to Elune's great teachings and learn a little wisdom, which has benefited me a lot. Tyrande, you must think that although the caveman's musket is powerful, if it is not forbidden
The magic circle is not as good as the enchanted bows and arrows of the night elves."
Tyrande raised her head proudly and said with a smile: "Isn't it?"
The angel sneered:
"What you see is only the scene in front of you. You need to take a long-term view. Magic and technology are the two major steps in the progress of civilization. The progress of magic is slow and requires years of understanding, which is suitable for immortal species. And technology
Development is explosive, suitable for short-lived species. If Azeroth
When all races realize the power of muskets, they will surely be able to develop muskets with longer range and greater power. Within a few hundred years, muskets will change the world, and even fire a bullet from Ironforge to destroy the entire
Darnassus. At that time, all immortal species will become history."
If someone else said this, Tyrande would not believe it and would think it was just rhetoric. But when it came from the mouth of a divine messenger, it was equivalent to the oracle of the moon god. Tyrande was so frightened that her face turned pale. For hundreds of years, Tyrande
From a moral point of view, it was just a short moment.
Garrosh on the side was shocked after hearing this. Orcs are also short-lived and have a very poor affinity for magic. They are not suitable for practicing magic. The words of the divine messenger planted a seed in his heart.
Seeing Tyrande's uneasy expression, the divine envoy raised his voice and said: "Everything the Moon God has done is for the night elves. Only by strangling the cavemen in their cradle can the future of the night elves be preserved."
Tyrande looked tense and said in a deep voice: "Thank you to Moon God for your guidance. I understand."
The divine envoy looked at Garrosh: "Of course, we will never fight an uncertain battle. Moon God Elune does not want to see the night elves die in vain. Garrosh, do you have any way to defeat the cavemen? Tell me.
listen."
Garrosh was well prepared, low-key and humble, but could not hide his pride:
"Tauren are our allies. They are strong and good at running in the wilderness. We can have a thousand tauren wearing heavy armor and charging in front with huge shields as high as a person, and the night elves follow behind. As long as they charge to
With an array of cavemen, we are victorious."
The envoy was completely stunned after hearing this, and regretted not asking first. As a result, this stupid orc was embarrassed in front of Tyrande. With a fierce wave of his hand, his true energy burst out, and Garrosh flew far away and fell.
There are seven meat and eight vegetables.
Vol'jin remained silent, thinking that Garrosh's plan was good, but why was the angel angry?
Tyrande also looked confused, and she also felt that this method was advisable.
"Ignore this stupid orc." The divine envoy didn't explain much, and just said: "I will teach the night elves a Druid spell to lift the ban on demons in a short time." (To be continued)