"High Lord, I recently heard that you picked up something special in the Valley of the Bladethroat."

"Something special? What are you referring to? Great Chief. ”

"Some special eggs, dragon eggs. My men told me that you let them carry these dragon eggs through the Dark Gate. ”

After a month of scavenging Blade Mountain, Thrall and Ares meet up at the Bloodhammer Ogre's camp. As soon as they met, Sal got straight to the point about the dragon eggs. To Ares' surprise, what went wrong? At the beginning, he obviously asked his subordinates to keep it strictly secret, and the dragon eggs were also secretly transported away, but now, it was actually known by Sal.

"Now that you know, there's no need to ask. Thrall, we agreed that I would help your tribe clean up the ogres of Blade Mountain, and I have the right to dispose of the spoils of war. ”

Sitting on a humble ogre bench, Ares said calmly.

"Yes, indeed, we have such an agreement. However, I just kindly remind you that these dragon eggs may not be so safe. My men described their existence to me, and it was very strange. You have to be careful. ”

Sitting across from Ares, Thrall spoke in standard human language. Sometimes, Ares even felt that the orc spoke a more standard human language than he did.

"Thank you for the reminder, Grand Chief. I'll be careful. But as trophies, the tribe had better stop staring at them either. ”

Ares replied solemnly.

"I'll keep my promise."

Sal replied.

"In three days, the Horde will leave the land, and hopefully the Alliance will make way for us by then."

He continued.

"I promise."

Ares stood up and gave a standard military salute.

Two days later, the tribal army passed through the Dragon Slayer Canyon in a neat manner. In the midst of the vast army of orcs, Ares saw a giant-like monster of incomparably large size, Goron.

It's just that I don't know how the tribe captured such a behemoth, and with its size, it launched an anger, and a hundred orcs couldn't hold it. And it was captured by the tribe and shipped back to Orgrimmar as trophies? It is also extremely difficult to control it.

"It's a big job for such a beast to be transported back to Karimdor."

Standing at the top of the hill, Sylvanas said with a slight contempt. In her eyes, orcs are such an unpragmatic race, trophies? Only the useful ones are considered trophies, and the useless ones are just garbage. And Goron, what can it be for?

"Indeed, I'm more curious about how they control this beast."

Looking at the mighty army of tribes at the foot of the mountain, Ares asked his own question.

"You can't pull it by brute force."

Sylvanas said thoughtfully.

"So by what?"

Ares asked, turning around.

"Drugs? That's right, such a behemoth, as long as a drug like a tranquilizer can keep it in its current quiet state. ”

Sylvanas is back smart. As soon as he turned his head, his gaze was just opposite that of Ares, and the Windrunner turned his head shyly again, continuing to look at the army below the valley.

Ares, on the other hand, remembered the last Forsaken on the eastern continent...... Perhaps only their potions can help the tribe control such a super beast.

"What are you thinking?"

Seeing Ares lost in thought, Sylvanas asked with a curious look.

"Oh, nothing...... I wonder what kind of medicine can make a giant creature like Goron surrender. If it existed, it would be a terrible thing, even a terrible weapon. ”

Ares said with a calm face.

"Well, don't think about it so much, the orcs naturally have their own way of enslaving this giant beast. Ares, what do you say they are pulling this beast back for? Is it just for the sake of being a trophy display? ”

Sylvanas asked.

"Maybe there's something else. Sylvanas, have you seen the walls of Orgrimmar? ”

Ares asked.

"Nope."

Sylvanas faintly returned.

"Yes, you haven't seen it, I have...... It was a huge city, its walls even taller than Stormwind's, all made of red boulders. The stones, each one more than five times larger than the stone in a human city, were all intact stones. Before, I couldn't imagine how the walls had been built. Now, I kind of get it. ”

Ares said.

"You mean, this giant beast may become a tool and slave of the orcs in the future?"

Sylvanas asked in surprise. The topics of their conversation became more and more divergent, but the reasoning was not a conjecture.

"It's possible. The key is what medicine the orcs feed the beast. ”

Ares said lightly.

……

Shatras.

After the end of the war, Shattrath was unusually calm, without the threat of demons, and the refugees no longer lived in the slums, and began to go out in search of new habitats, Shattrath, a seemingly glorious city of gold, but after all, resources were limited.

Caravans of all kinds traveled between the shattered planet and Azeroth, and the golden path carved out by the dwarves became a must for subsequent merchant adventures. Although the trade in arms and arms has decreased, trade in various commodities has become more and more prosperous. Not surprisingly, many of the goods and goods in the Outlands are not available in Azeroth.

The Draenor explosion destroyed some resources, but it also made others of better quality. For example, the crystals here are tighter than before, and they have a very high density. An excellent ingredient for crafting a crystal warhammer, and only outland crystals can do it, most of Azeroth's crystals can only be used as magic materials and decorations. When made into a weapon, there is no resistance to it. A normal hammer can smash it with a single blow. Now, with the high-density crystal material of Outland, the crystal warhammer is no longer a dream.

At the same time, Shattrath also has its own scarce resources. For example, oil and the fur of various animals. Due to the scarcity of oil, the city of Shattrath lacks the necessary energy sources, and the city has little energy to do except for the Light. As for furs, there is no shortage of them in the Outlands, and Nagrand is home to countless flora and fauna. It was the only continent that was rarely affected in the Draenor explosion. But many orcs lived there, and the draenei wanted to get animal fur from there, so they had to fight and fight with the orcs. This makes the Shattras area equally scarce of such resources. Azeroth possessed a large number of beasts, and fur traders were worried that their goods would have nowhere to sell.

With this trade route, large quantities of Azeroth's commodities can enter the Outlands in exchange for large amounts of gold to return. It can be said that the war was followed by a steady stream of abundant profits...... Of course, most of these profits are in the hands of the nobles of Stormwind and Ironforge, and commoners and petty traders can only follow the trade convoys and pick up the corners of the business that the big nobles look down on.