"Are you called Lunsack? My name is Jarro, and I am the next chief of the Frostspear Clan. ”

Lensack was leading Kodomon down the avenue of the Valley of Power, and before he could begin to introduce the great tribal city, Orgrimmar, a little girl's voice could be heard from Kodomon.

The strong orc warrior looked back at the little trolls on the Kodo beasts, as if he couldn't believe that the leader of a clan could be a child.

"Frostspear Clan? I don't think I've ever heard of it, is it a new clan? ”

Like Sylvanas before him, Lunsack struggled to recall the names of the clans in his memory, but it seemed that he could not find the ones named after the frostspears.

"That's right! My father once said that although we are a new troll clan, we have a deep heritage and extremely strong potential......"

Before Jarro could finish speaking, Sekar nodded desperately, he had always been the most supportive of his own sister.

"That's right! Allow me, then, Chieftain of the Frostspear Clan, to lead you on a tour of the Tribe's greatest masterpiece, the City of Heroes, Orgrimmar. ”

Lunsack was amused by the seriousness of the little ones, and smiled and began to introduce the little trolls to Orgrimmar.

There were many clans in the tribe, and it was not uncommon for a new clan to be formed, and Lensack didn't care so much that he hadn't heard of the Frostspear Clan.

"Entering through the gate is the Valley of Strength, an area open to the outside world, generally responsible for the exchange and trade of goods, and stationed troops led by King Sarufar himself, ready to attack anywhere."

Lensack's words were full of admiration, and it seemed that King Sarufar was quite popular among the orcs, at least one of the most powerful heroes in their hearts.

"Valley of Power? Why the name? ”

The little troll Marri didn't quite understand the reason for the name, so he dared to ask the orc, who didn't seem fierce.

"The whole city of Orgrimmar is built on a continuous valley, and there are four valleys here, which correspond to the main areas."

Rensack received an order from Thrall to familiarize himself with Orgrimmar, apparently intending to let the little ones live in the city for a while, then, of course, a detailed introduction to the main areas of the city.

"There are a large number of soldiers stationed in the Valley of Strength, who can be deployed at any time to other territories to support the Horde. It is also an area that directly receives outsiders, representing the continuous strength of the tribe, so it is called the Valley of Strength. ”

Marri nodded as if he didn't understand, and then looked ahead, the light seemed to start to dim.

"It's a long, narrow rift valley called the Dark Alley District, which is home to some of the everyday specialty shops, and it also connects to the underground lava, the Cavern Flame Rift."

If it weren't for the starry bonfires and braziers all around, it would probably be a dark area, and it would be difficult to walk an inch.

"Go back and pass through the gate on the right to enter the Valley of Honor, which is the battle zone, where weapons, armor, and supplies are forged, collected, and distributed."

Rensack continued to introduce seriously, but he did not lead the Kodomon into the Valley of Honor, after all, it was a battle-ready place, and it was generally not allowed to enter at will.

"Of course, it is also an important place for combat deployment, and military commanders can enter the military hall to discuss combat plans and strategic deployments."

The orc warriors didn't intend to hide anything from the little trolls, but showed them everything about Orgrimmar.

"After that, we enter the Valley of Wisdom, where the Great Chieftain and tribal leaders meet, and of course when they receive important guests."

The light in the alleyway area was finally starting to gradually recover, and after such a long period of darkness, the harsh sunlight made the little ones' eyes a little uncomfortable.

Although the troll's night vision is good, it is still a little uncomfortable with this sudden and violent change in light.

"The Great Chief should be discussing matters with the leaders of the tribe now, and Queen Sylvanas is here."

The architecture here is much grander than that of the Valley of Power, a typical orc-style building, full of wildness and power.

"There's another road over there......"

Jarro looked ahead, and an uphill road winded its way with no end in sight.

"That's right, if you go up this road, you can reach the Spirit Valley, which is where life and medical supplies are stored, and there is a gate to the outside world at the end of the Spirit Valley."

Lensack led the Kodomon all the way to the Spirit Valley, which was much quieter than the previous places.

Many people meditate and meditate next to the pond in the Spirit Valley, which seems to be a holy place for spiritual practice.

"What are they doing?"

Marri was very curious that there were so many cultivators of different races gathered here, and in this chaotic era, there could be people gathered in such a quiet place.

"They are practitioners of all kinds of magic, meditating, exchanging ideas, exchanging goods."

Lunsack looked at the dedicated practitioners, marveling at their patience and perseverance, and wondering if the tribe's warrior tradition would be in decline......

"Magic?! Sounds interesting! ”

Marri looked at the gathered cultivators, and then looked sideways at Jarro, the secret between the little sisters would never be guessed by outsiders.

"It's not interesting at all, what's the use of magic? Where are the traditions of the tribe perpetuated by magic......"

Jarro suddenly said something out loud, and some of the meditating cultivators by the pond actually opened their eyes, as if they were a little dissatisfied with the little troll's words.

Some of the more direct-tempered orcs actually stood up and took a few steps forward, frowning and staring in the direction of the Kodomon.

"Stand down, guys! They're just children, and they're what Lord Woking has specifically told them about. ”

It was okay not to say this, but after saying that, some of the trolls also interrupted their meditation and opened their eyes and stood up.

"How can Lord Woking have such an impolite little guy around?"

A dark green-skinned troll was the first to speak, he had been meditating on the magic of frost and fire, but he didn't expect that there would be such a troll child who didn't know the height of the sky.

"Lord Woking's decision is not something you and I can speculate on, and besides, the Great Chief has promised to take in these little trolls, so you'd better calm down."

Lunsack knew that most of the members of the tribe were hot-blooded, and it would be annoying to be told so directly that the field he had chosen to study was useless.

"Lunsack, why are you here?"

Just when the atmosphere was tense, a gentle voice came from the grass hut by the pond, and with a soft voice, a female troll with an indifferent temperament walked out of the house......