Chapter Twenty-Four: A New Tribe

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"The orcs are ahead." Gianna paused and said with burning eyes.

When Fuhang heard this, he immediately climbed up a small hill in front of him, which was not large but had high terrain. Climbing this hill allows you to take advantage of the terrain and get an open view.

Just after Fuhang climbed the hill, the scene behind the hill was shocking and he couldn't say a word.

A true tribe of orcs. In the huge circular camp, a blood-red banner stood prominently. The flags of the tribes, which resemble the tip of a spear, evoke countless memories of Fuhang. This must be Thrall's orc tribe.

Looking down from the view of the hills, the facilities in the tribe are clear at a glance. Rows of tribal yurts are lined up side by side. In the middle of the circular camp, there is a huge domed red yurt house. If nothing else, it's Thrall's command post.

At the gate of the camp, a dozen giant Kodo beasts were escorting goods under the pull of several orcs. It seems to be a piece of meat from a wild boar, and it makes Fuhang itch for a while. Nearly 1,000 orcs and 300 minotaur warriors are practicing on the huge training ground. In the low roar of the tribal soldiers, Fuhang seemed to deeply feel that the tribal orcs were rising.

"Fuhang, what did you see?" Gianna did not go up with Fuhang, but waited at the bottom of the hill for Fuhang's report.

"I saw a huge tribe of orcs, a real tribe of orcs." Fuhang said excitedly.

Sylvanas and Gianna climbed the hill together to see what the tribe was like at the mouth of the Voyage.

Sure enough, Gianna's face was a little unsightly, Gianna was a little shocked, she lowered her voice, and said, "This is really the army of the tribe, have you seen that blood-red banner?" That's the banner of the tribal pig. ”

"What tribal pigs?" Fuhang asked.

Gianna pointed to the tribal camp and said, "That's them, they're the tribal pigs." ”

Fuhang was speechless for a while, how can there be such a title as a tribal pig in this world. It seems that the alliance and the tribe have a lot of grievances.

"Then you're still an alliance dog." Fuhang said jokingly.

"You're right, my father was when I was young, and my brother died in the battle of the orcs. My father scolded the filthy stupid pigs of the tribe every day. Of course, in the mouths of the tribe, we are also cunning alliance dogs. The camps are different, the interests to be guarded are also different, and the armies are all against each other, and there is no absolute right and wrong. Gianna said very rationally, but talking about her brother's death made her voice a little hoarse.

Gianna changed her words and asked eagerly, "Fuhang, you can quickly find out if there is any of my mage troops in the tribal camp." ”

"I just paid attention to this, and I didn't find the mage troops. Maybe the mage troops are still ahead. Fuhang said.

Gianna nodded, looked straight ahead, and suddenly exclaimed in surprise: "Sister Xi, Fuhang, look, there is a green point of light in front." ”

"Whisper, down there is the tribe's camp!" Fuhang pressed Gianna's head down the hill and said in horror.

Gianna disagreed, and said to Sylvanas, "Sister Xi, do you see that green point of light?" ”

Sylvanas tilted her head and said inconsistently, "I don't have good eyesight, I don't see." Anyway, let's figure out how to get past this orc camp first. Didn't you say it was a camp of the tribe? Looks like we're having trouble again. ”

However, Fuhang has its own opinions. This must be Thrall's tribal army, so the orcs we met before must also be the tribe's orc recruits. When the orc recruits go back, they will definitely tell Thrall about the strength of our human army. With the strength of the Thrall tribe, there is no need to engage in such a big battle against our mage troops.

With an army of nearly 3,000 tribesmen, this pomp and circumstance could not have come for the mage troops. With Thrall's love for soldiers, he prefers to bring a few orc heroes himself to repel the human forces. Fu Hang understands that with Thrall's current strength, if he takes Sarufar, Kane's bloodhoof, and a few brave high-ranking infantrymen, he can wipe us out completely. However, the current orc tribe has sent so many large armies, it is clear that there are other enemies.

Could it be a centaur tribe? Fuhang recalls the previous battle. It must be so, Sal has come out to suppress the bandits again.

In the heavily defended camp of the orcs, it was not an easy task for Fuhang and his party to think about the past. In addition to this circular camp, there are dozens of watchtower sentry posts outside the camp, and the wind and grass in the wasteland are under the control of the tribe.

Fu Hang also thought with his head bored, how could he pass through the control range of the tribe and quietly join the mage troops?

Since the ground can't be crossed, it's not realistic to dig tunnels. Then only pass from the sky. Fuhang was thinking with a sullen head, how could he use any way to get past without a flying mount?

Fuhang was anxious, and said to himself: "If only there was a big impermeable cloth now." ”

"What kind of cloth, what's the use of you asking for this?" Gianna asked curiously.

"Do something, help us fly over?"

"You're not going to take an airship, haha, I don't believe it, airships are the preserve of gnomes and goblins." Gianna said.

"You don't have any materials, and it's useless to talk to you." Fuhang said impatiently.

Gianna took out a small package from her waist, snorted at Fuhang, and said, "Who said I didn't?" With that, Gianna took out a huge canvas from the small package, and several huge baskets, as well as other messy materials.

Fu Hang was dumbfounded, thinking to himself, how could such a small package be loaded with so many things.

"What kind of package is this? How can it fit so many things. Fuhang curiously touched the package in Gianna's hand and asked.

"It's called a magic bag, a backpack that, despite its small size, can hold a lot of things. We have one of our Dalaran mages, so how about it, like it. Gianna took the magic backpack and shook it in front of Fuhang's eyes.

For this kind of thing, Fuhang can't be more liked. Gianna looked at Fuhang's appearance and said, "If there's any way you can get us to the tribe's camp, I'll give you this package." ”

"That's true." Fu Hang's eyes were blazing, and his eyes were staring directly at this backpack.

Gianna nodded, took Sylvanas' hand and said, "Of course, Sister Xi, you can testify to me." ”

Sylvanas nodded in acquiescence.

Fu Hang immediately came to his heart, and secretly made up his mind: let you, the inhabitants of Azeroth, who don't understand science, see the wisdom of our earthlings.

In a hurry, Fuhang began his first handmade zuò in Azeroth. Fu Hang didn't have any hobbies in his previous life, but he still dabbled a lot in this kind of strange invention.