The Night Elves soon received a message from the Warden, and Tyrande immediately informed the Titan Lord Sarodar, who was paralyzed in Stormwind.

"Don't worry, don't worry about it for now, although the tomb of Sargeras has been re-raised, it has only affected that island, and according to the sealing ban and self-correction measures set by Egwen, the gate is now estimated to have been re-closed and the seal has been restored, unless that young man Gul'dan can be resurrected again, and then run to die again, otherwise there is no danger. Boss Hu waved his hand and said to everyone in the king's hall.

"Go back, tell Tyrande what I say, so she doesn't have to worry about it, I have my own plan. ”

The high-level elven mage who came to deliver the message immediately bowed down to receive the order, and then an arcane light flashed and disappeared in place.

Boss Hu was silent for a moment and shrugged his shoulders.

It seems that Gul'dan still succeeded in his death, so what is wrong with him, he has to think about robbing the tomb and fighting upside down.

Now it's okay, it's satisfied, and I've given myself a perfect explanation in it.

According to the original fate, it was a long, long time before the tomb of Sargeras was opened.

And the ghost place of the Broken Isles, to be honest, I don't have much interest, except for the wails of the ancient ghosts, it is the Naga who are raging everywhere.

Oh, and speaking of Naga, it seems that Queen Azhara is very interested in the Broken Isles, and constantly sends her Naga troops to the shores of various islands to establish settlements.

Just like the birds they are now, and they still want to go back to land?

But then again, it's almost time for this orc war to end.

The Horde is sliding into the abyss of defeat, and Grand Chief Orgrim knows all too well.

They were constantly retreating, and without any backup, many of the smaller clans had died cleanly, especially the orcs who had lost their minds, and they were the fastest to die.

The northern human kingdoms have also suffered huge losses until now, and at this moment, after seeing the tribe showing its decline, they are also let go, and they began to use the huge base of human beings and stable backup to consume the tribe's vitality little by little.

Orders for munitions such as bazookas and bombs were sent to the Kingdom of Storm one after another, and the Black Rope chaebol was extremely excited to see the arrival of a sum of gold coins, and then began to make these two arms in a desperate way, and more than a dozen assembly lines were started day and night 24 hours a day, and then the finished products were shipped to the northern countries one by one.

Now everyone knows that these two extremely useful munitions products are actually the masterpieces of goblins, and the gnomes are only responsible for putting fake signs and collecting some brand royalties.

It's just that the overall battle situation is becoming clearer and clearer, and the northern human kingdoms are too lazy to care about who produced this thing, and whether it is reliable or not.

So the goblins who were extremely slamming the door simply continued to put fake labels on them, and the bombs with the smiling goblin heads were directly delivered to the hands of various customers.

It is an eternal truth that war is the best catalyst for the development of science and technology.

In order to earn more gold, Hesso even invented a war machine called the Iron Star.

This frenzied war machine is a giant wheeled suicide bomber that resembles a large steel wheel with sharp spikes on the black metal surface.

A pilot sits inside and controls the Iron Star, which can be moved at high speeds with a one-time power crystal or steam generator, and long scorching flames erupt from both sides.

Inside, except for the narrow cockpit, the rest of the space is stuffed with a large amount of high explosives, and when the power of the Iron Star is about to run out, all the pilot has to do is rush to the densest place of the enemy to launch a self-explosion, and with a bang, it will blow up into the sky with the pilot.

The explosion of a single Steel Star can completely flatten a large area around it, leaving no grass at all.

As soon as the Iron Star came out, it immediately received bulk orders from the northern kingdoms, with Lordaeron asking for the most.

They pulled out all the prisoners from the prisons everywhere, and promised to give their families a large sum of gold coins when they died, and also posthumously awarded the driver the title of human hero, erasing all the crimes he had committed.

As a result, the war entered its final stage, and the whole situation began to get out of control more and more.

The northern human kingdom began to use suicide squads in a frenzy, row after row of steel stars were fired like cannonballs at the orc positions by the attached launchers, and then the prisoners drove these suicide wheeled bombs through the orc army, and finally chose a place with the most orcs and densest concentration, or the tribe's camp rushed over to launch an extremely violent self-detonation.

The tribe was about to be crushed by this attack, and for the first time they had seen such crazy suicide tactics, and for the first time understood how cruel and ruthless the human race could be in order to win and survive, even with their fellow citizens.

No matter how strong a warrior is, he can't resist the attack of the Iron Star, and the bloody collision between the flesh and the steel never has only one ending.

There are flames everywhere, craters from explosions everywhere, charred severed limbs everywhere, there is no honor in such a battlefield, this is hell.

Hesuo's fame has soared, and his Hesuo chaebol is known as the craziest murder company.

The goblins have finally found what they do best, and while they are not good at fighting in person, they have created killing machines that are even more terrifying than the bravest warriors.

The Titan Divine Venerable praised Hesuo fiercely, awarded him the title of Siege Master, and once again added a large amount of weapon research and development funds.

"The bigger, the better! The more violent the explosion, the more perfect it is! The bigger is justice! The explosion is the truth!"

Boss Hu, like a mustache, instigated Heisuo's emotions.

And the instigated extremely excited, Hei Suo suddenly felt that he had found the biggest goal in life, and then continued to devote himself to the great cause of developing more large war machines.

Hei Suo felt that he was a goblin who had detached himself from low-level interests, and unlike the other goblin chaebols, he disdained to do some business in the civilian field, let alone make any bullshit civil engineering creations.

He wants to develop the Hesso chaebol into the world's largest arms manufacturing and trafficking syndicate in Azeroth.

Kalimdor Continent, Winterspring Valley, Eternal.

At this moment, the scale of this goblin town is expanding again and again, with unaesthetic tin buildings standing, and spewing smoke that pollutes the air, and the ground is covered with pitch-black dirty oil, and goblin steam-powered tricycles are flowing in this heavily polluted city, and every goblin is an office worker, running for gold coins.

A large number of warehouses and experimental sites have been opened up outside the city, where all kinds of large and small war machines and munitions and weapons are being tested.

On a hillside not far from the city, a huge engineering workshop stood, and four chimneys on the roof were also spewing dark smoke.

This is the Black Rope Heavy Industry, which is the special workshop of the siege master Black Rope.

In the workshop, a giant steel war scorpion is fixed to the scaffolding, and a large number of black rope engineers are working hard to perfect this cute little treasure of the latest design.

Their ancestors created essentia armor for Deathwing, and when it was so hot, they nailed it directly to Deathwing's body with battering rams.

Now, they don't intend to lose the crazy nature of their ancestors either.