Chapter 270: Boss, I Want a Female Orc!
Imortar staggered out of the hall where he was imprisoned with heavy and cheerful steps, and for the first time saw the sunlight of the outside world and the ruins of the city, and the tentacles growing on his back looked around.
"Get out, you stupid demon, keep up!"
The soldiers of the Holy Cult Army who came to take charge of receiving the goods immediately urged.
Imutar let out a low roar, quickened his pace, and followed the old Cult Brothers on their journey back to the Black Coast region.
The disaster dog begins a new life of his own, and Prince Tosedrin, who is still cowering in the center of the city, is at the end of his life.
The lord, who had openly resisted, was arrested on the spot by the imperial army, and Elisandr took the hand himself.
His Royal Highness the Honorable Prince was beaten up by the Elder Magister, and the three-system energy spell hit Tosedrina called a and urine.
What are you kidding, who is Elliesand?
The leader of Sulama City, the eldest sister behind the underworld organization of the Holy Cult Army, and a famous core figure in the Well of Eternity period.
And what about Prince Tosedrin... Well, he's just a fiefdom lord in a remote area like Firas, and to gamify it, you, a character of less than level 60, are not enough for a question-mark-level boss like Ellie Sander to fight in the second round.
The upper elves rarely see Elisandr make a move now, and this archmage has been trying to maintain her image as a god queen since she became the woman of His Majesty the God Emperor, and no longer do such rough things as magic against bombardment.
But this time it was finally an exception, Ellie Sand's big sister is very mature in thinking, basically never angry, and extremely rational and calm.
But she is most sensitive to the fact that someone is blaspheming Sarodar and protecting her calf like an old hen, especially if this blasphemer is still an upper elf.
It's unbearable...
So the upper-level elf mages and the Feathermoon Ranger were dumbfounded, watching Elisander's big sister burst into power.
The overwhelming three systems of energy magic have all been played, in various forms, in various ways, in all directions without dead ends, fancy hanging of Prince Tosedrin.
The terrifying energy fluctuations that spread out could be clearly felt throughout the hammer of doom.
"Who that terrible long-eared archmage?"
Kagas*Blade Fist, who had already mounted the black dragon mount and was about to leave, looked curiously at the energy fluctuations containing endless power in the center of the city, shrugged his shoulders, and beckoned the black dragoons of the Iron Tribe to take off into the air.
All the Goddock ogres have been successfully collected by the new tribe, and at this moment there is a long queue of migratory people, heading in the direction of Durontar.
In the city, Winnesa looked at the miserable beating of Prince Tosedrin, and felt a sense of admiration.
This is much more powerful than his eldest sister Aurelia...
Since Wen Leisa came to the Kalimdor continent, what she fears the most is Elisander, and she usually speaks with the attitude of a junior to an elder.
There's no way, this big sister just has that kind of aura.
As for her sister, Wen Leisha was not afraid at all, after all, she knew that Aurelia had a knife mouth and a tofu heart, and she would never scold herself.
Not to mention the newcomer Soul Bound Tulani, whose personality is originally soft and watery, and gets along with everyone.
And then as for the Titan Sarodar ... Well, then it's even more fearless, this Titan god is very doting on the women around him, never says anything serious, and usually follows their pleasures.
Therefore, only Ellie Sander, this extremely serious big sister, has always had high standards for the women around His Majesty the God Emperor, and has formulated various rules and codes of conduct for them.
Although it was very troublesome, no one dared to raise an objection, and the sense of oppression given by this terrifying and serious big sister was too strong.
After the venting beating, Elisander looked at Torcedrin in rags and lying on the ground like a dead dog with satisfaction, and then pouted.
"Take it away, hand it over to the Holy Cult Army for trial, and find a suitable day to be executed in public. ”
The victorious elven army began to withdraw, leaving behind a trail of corpses and even more broken ruins of the Hammer of Doom.
Soon, however, new elven immigrants will arrive to rebuild the once glorious city with the help of border guards and arcane golems.
Although it is still in ruins, the foundation of the city is still there, and various infrastructure needs only a little repair before it can be put back into use, so the reconstruction project of the hammer of doom is actually not that huge.
At the same time, Durontar, Orgrimmar.
"Lord Shenzun, what did you just say? I didn't hear clearly, please be louder. The Great Chief Durotan looked puzzled.
Boss Hu looked left and right and touched his chin.
"What is that... I said, give me some orcs, there are too few women in the steel tribe now, it's really not enough... ”
Hearing this, Du Long suddenly realized, and repeated in the rough voice of the orc, "Ah, I understand, Lord God, you want a female orc, right! No problem, no problem, I'll ask later, and if anyone is willing to go with you, let them go!"
Boss Hu's eyes suddenly rolled round, and he stood up suddenly, almost wanting to tear Dulongtan's stinky mouth.
"Fart! Whoever stepped on the horse wanted a female orc! It's the Iron Tribe who wants it, I don't want it! You can talk before you think about it!"
Well, that's right... Boss Hu is in Orgrimmar at the moment, he is here to send rewards to the new tribe, and by the way, help the steel tribe pull a wave of pimps.
The interior of the steel tribe has always been more men and fewer women, wolves and less meat, monks and less porridge, this is a very serious social problem, Boss Hu attaches great importance to this, lest this group of orc brothers have nowhere to vent, and it is not good if there are some strange distortions in sexual orientation.
And this has also led to the extremely low number of newborns within the Iron Tribe, and Grom Hell Roar is about to die.
Because the dark gate has been closed, if you want to go to the Draenor world to rob the people, you have to wait for a long time, so most of the female orcs in the clan are still snatched from the Draenor world on the wrong timeline, but it is still not enough, and the proportion is seriously out of balance.
At this moment, Grom*Hell's roar was also full of embarrassment, and it was extremely shameful in the eyes of the Warsong patriarch to ask for a woman from the new tribe.
So... It's better to let your boss do this kind of humiliating thing.
The ratio of men and women within the new tribe is very balanced, basically as long as the female orcs of the old tribe have not died in battle, they have all joined the new tribe at this moment, and because the culture of each clan is different, it can be regarded as having its own style.
Moreover, these orcs are not very interested in the Iron Tribe, so they have chosen to join the new tribe, after all, after regaining the noble tradition and glory of the past, the orcs are very alienated from the Iron Tribe, which is still hungry for war.
Now that the orcs have finally resettled down and started a prosperous and peaceful new life, they really don't want to fight anymore, and it's the kind of battle that is bound to be lost against the whole world.
Therefore, Durotan's concept of peaceful development and governance has been supported by the vast majority of orcs.
Look at your steel tribe again, at first glance, it is not a serious orc, the land is not planted, the wild boar is not raised, and you know that there is a war every day.
Durotan nodded at this time, "Oh, isn't it all the same, you want female orcs, and the Iron Tribe wants female orcs, there is no difference." ”
"Same fart!" Boss Hu immediately roared.