Chapter 600: Arrival
The great chasm in the sky had not yet been completely closed, and Thrall rode a black wolf on the road outside Orgrimmar, and the huge unidentified object was across the sky above Razor Ridge, and countless bipedal dragon knights were taking off from Orgrimmar, and behind him were Kucaron, the elite of the elite formed during the Prodmore War! They were the last force to defend the Great Chieftain, and they were also formed field armies, which had been few in number, and the elite of all the tribes had to be drawn from them. The Judges', proving that they would only be loyal to the High Chief, the army under the direct leadership of the High Overseer Sarufar. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
Historically, after the orcs passed through the era of concentration camps, many of the original clans had been leaderless, and the objective pressure of survival forced them to abandon the estrangement between clans in order to survive, especially after the liberation movement of the new orc tribes led by Thrall and Grom, this estrangement was further broken, the most famous example is the Broken Hand Clan under the jurisdiction of the new tribe, which is no longer at all the meaning of the original clan, and has become an intelligence agency that can compete with the alliance's MI7 on the part of the new tribe.
And the establishment of Kukaron is not because of how elite the tribe needs a troop, but the military system of the old tribe is based on its clan, and the big chief cannot directly give orders to the troops owned by each clan by crossing the chiefs of each clan, and during the second war, the reason why Gul'dan was able to take away half of the tribe's military strength at one time is precisely because many clan chiefs still have the shadow council of Gul'dan, not the big chief.
Thrall's political wisdom is above the vast majority of orcs, he knows very well that if he follows the old tribe's set, the orcs will not be able to survive in this world, and now is his best chance, but the relatively intact Warsong Clan and the Frostwolf Clan once became an obstacle to Thrall's implementation of a new political system, the Warsong Clan is almost separated from tribal autonomy, and the Frostwolf Clan is far away from another continent, and the tribe is beyond its reach, and he has to set up an army to prevent the powerful Warsong Clan from becoming dominant, Kukaron, the elite of this elite came into beingγ
"Sal, what's that------ I just hope it's not from the Union. High Overseer Sarufar and Thrall were neck and neck, and the wolf sitting down snorted uneasily, the huge triangular object shocked him like never before, several golden pillars of fire spread around the object, making it float in the sky, it must be a man-made object, the new weapon of the Alliance?! The airships that the tribe had purchased from the goblins now looked like toys.
"Now, it seems, not the enemy. Thrall held the hammer of destruction in one hand and the reins in the other. "The elemental spirits are peaceful, they don't react in any way. β
Three hundred Kukaron Wind Riders appeared in a queue of the airborne, the heavily-armed Wyvern Knights, the tribe's most elite air power, fighting against the most elite griffin knights without losing the upper hand.
"Restrain them, Vaarok, perhaps the 'Dawn Light'. Thrall remembered the strange flying machines that had appeared in the Outlands, perhaps only those who were always shouting for the Light could make such things, and the gushing golden pillars of light seemed to be the power of the Light.
Sarufar nodded, and he half-turned around on the wolf and gave a whistle.
The Kukaron Wolf Knight quickly changed his sharp attack formation, turning into a normal marching formation behind Thrall.
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Durotar needs the strength of a regiment, plus a flying squadron for air support and reconnaissance, a sacrificial regiment, and two intelligence squads. In the wheelhouse of the ship, a blue magical image appeared in the center, and Gavinrad and a large group of officers gathered around the image. "Our Leap Ship will anchor in the open space west of Razor Ridge, and at the same time set up a temporary ground outpost, the other two regiments and personnel will take transport planes, you will fly to the crossroads of the Barren Lands, and set up temporary outposts and temporary aircraft landing fields there, and then, the special service team of the Intelligence Department will be responsible for finding all possible legion strongholds, and the others will be organized as a brigade to clean up the entire barren land, a week, this is the time given to you, all the clearances must be completed within a week, after that, the second regiment will go to the Thousand Needles Stone Forest, the third regiment will go to Tanaris to continue the clearance mission, and the first regiment and the leap ships will fly to Thunder Bluff, all understandοΌβ
"Understood!"
Fendel was startled by the roars of the officers, and he muttered, continuing to check the gauges with other technicians.
"Findell!"
"What?" Findel turned his head in confusion, he was a scientist and didn't have to fight.
"Meet the Great Chief, you're the captain of this ship. Gavinrad said.
"No, no, no, I'm a scientist, not a captain. Findel shook his head into a rattle. "If it weren't for the fact that she was caught up on the battlefield by you without even a test flight, what would the ghost be the captain of a ship!" He is now an earl, and he will never spend enough research funds, huge glory, and that extremely comfortable life, what would he want to go to the battlefield!
"Okay. Gavinrad nodded indifferently. "You are on standby in your respective positions, let me go and meet the Great Chief first, after all, this is someone else's territory, and it is not appropriate to parachute in without saying hello. β
The officers rushed out, two mages and several heavily armed paladins standing beside Gavinrad, and several disappeared into a burst of blue light.
"What's that?!" "Alert!Alert!There's an intruder!"
"Looks like we're not very popular, sir. "The High Elf mage held his head slightly high, with a characteristic pride, with frightened civilians and panicked soldiers in his eyes, all this was enough to make him disdainful, only one squadron was needed to parachute in, and this important town of the tribe could be taken, it was really strange how these filthy guys could still exist in this world, that is, these guys once invaded the great magical kingdom of Quel'Thalas?
The paladins silently clasped their hands around their waists, where their sacred deeds and swords hung from them, and the orcs surrounded them around a fire.
"Rest easy. "Elves and humans don't have a crush on orcs, and neither does Gavinrad, but now is not the time to have something to do with orcs.
"I'm Generalissimo Gavinrad of Dawn Light!" he shouted at the orcs who surrounded them, though he didn't know if they understood the lingua franca. "We're here to help you get rid of the plagues and monsters, please help me inform your Great Chief!"
"I'm Thrall, the Great Chief of the Tribe!" the orcs who surrounded several people split a passage, and Thrall and Thrall, dressed in black armor, walked slowly.