Gul'dan was menacing, and he had made up his mind that no matter what, he would use the topic to play and take this opportunity to completely eradicate the disobedient Warhammer clan. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although the Black Hand was pushed up by him, the Black Hand itself is a prestigious, fearless and powerful warrior, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the number one master of the orcs. Being able to ascend to the throne and become a great chief is itself a result of the operation of the orc political system, and not all of it is due to Gul'dan.

Therefore, the relationship between Gul'dan and the black hand, on the surface, is the master and the puppet, but in fact there is a deep contradiction. In fact, it wasn't until Gul'dan forced the Black Hand to drink the demon's blood and corroded the Black Hand's mind that he really controlled the Black Hand and the position of the Great Chief.

At the beginning of the fourth day, a few hours earlier, Gul'dan had seen with his own eyes that Oaktown was intact and the Warhammer Clan was at a loss, and he concluded that nothing would change in those few hours.

The Warhammer Clan is doomed to mission failure.

He would be able to take this opportunity to eradicate this clan, which had never looked good.

From the beginning, Gul'dan didn't like this clan, and he didn't know why he chose this clan as the first wave of warriors to invade the continent of Azeroth. (space designation)

At this point, this mistake can be corrected!

But!

His face was as gloomy as the darkness before the storm.

This situation was greatly unexpected by him!

Oak Town, in just a few hours since his last visit, had turned into an orc colony.

All humans were killed or captured, and the town hall was captured.

What else did he see?

An orc hall!

An orc hall that should never have been here has risen from the ground, from the promise of the young chieftain to an ironclad reality!

How is this possible?

His eyes were popping out.

Grommash, Kilrog, Kargas, Durontan, and the Black Hand all looked interested, and they were all amazed at the most ordinary orc hall that was usually in the orc continent and didn't bother to take a look, and their eyes lit up!

The orcs who can make it to the position of chief are not simple-minded.

The first time they saw this orc hall, they realized an extremely critical problem!

"Conquer the continent of Azeroth, there's a show!"

At present, although the first wave of the orc's attack has won a great victory, occupying 6 human towns and capturing as many as 100,000 humans, the hearts of every orc have become heavier!

Because in the process of attacking human towns, they witnessed the prosperity of humanity!

Every town has a population of more than 10,000, and the central Highland City even has a population of 100,000!

Even the most brave and warlike Blackstone clan, under the personal leadership of the black hand, spent a full 3 days and dozens of times to storm the walls of Highland City, before finally killing the Terran guard heroes, eliminating the human defenders, and capturing this second-level town!

The casualties of the Blackstone Clan have reached tens of thousands!

The other clans, even the Warsong Clan, with the smallest casualties, had over 500 orcs killed.

If this continues, the first wave of the 7 major orc clans that landed will be like a flood rushing into the dry desert, although it will be overwhelming and unstoppable at first, but in the end, with the deepening of conquest and war, little by little on the vast continent of Azeroth, it will be infiltrated, dispersed, absorbed, and drained to the last drop of blood!

The orcs are indeed strong, and the humans are indeed inferior to each other, and the preparation is insufficient, but!

This is the base camp of the people, the human race can mobilize for war at a rapid speed, the soldiers and troops are recovering rapidly, and even the speed of rebuilding exceeds the speed of loss, the more they fight, the more brave they are, and the 7 major clans transmitted by the beast clan, there are so many people, and one less one dies!

When the young chief of the Warhammer Clan, patting his chest, promised to complete the task of building an orc base, no one, including the Black Hand, really believed that he could do it.

But at this time, facts speak louder than words!

An orc hall stands quietly in the heart of a human town, where 26 orc laborers are finishing the final decorative construction work.

Seeing these 26 orc laborers, Gromash, Kilrog, Kargas, Durontan, the Black Hand, and even Guldan, their eyes are shining!

They didn't look at their tribe's most powerful minotaurs and kodomons, and their eyes didn't shine so brightly!

This look, as if a mother looking at a newborn baby, is full of love, hope and light!

These weak orc laborers, but they are the most important spark of hope for the orc clan to conquer the continent of Azeroth!

If an orc tribe can only keep one type of troops, and all the others must be abandoned, all orc chieftains, even the most warlike, fanatical, and despised the weakest Warsong chieftain Gromache, will not hesitate at all.

Their only option is to keep the orc laborers!

With hard labor, there is everything.

Gold, wood, buildings, troops!

Any orc tribe needs to be built on the labor of orc laborers.

At this time, when they had completed the first round of fierce battles with humans, killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred, what did they see?

See 26 orc laborers building an orc hall on the edge of a remote coastline, rich gold mines, and vast forests!

Grommash, Kilrog, Kargas, Durotan, the Black Hand, and even Gul'dan, both eyes are shining!

They see hope for the orcs!

All the chiefs suddenly turned around and looked at Lin Qing!

There were all kinds of complicated looks in their eyes, staring at Lin Qing, as if they wanted to find out the secret of this young chief's ability to do this.

Lin Qing also read a lot of things from their eyes.

Gromash suddenly spoke: "Ten thousand, Terran captives!" Exchange! The hall and the drudgers"

The language of the orcs is composed of such simple words.

Lin Qing smiled.

10,000 Terran captives, equivalent to 30,000 glory points!

That's a huge number.

The captives of the War Song Clan at this time are only this number in the end.

Gromashken took out so many captives, exchanging halls and hard labor, and there was no doubt that he had taken a fancy to the value of this orc town.

Kargas smiled gloomily: "I'm out 15,000!" Exchange! “

Gromash roared: "You don't have it at all, so many! ”

Kargas licked his mouth: "There will be later." Credit! ”

Kilrog sneered: "If you can take credit, I can give 30,000!" ”

Du Longtan laughed heartily: "If you can take credit, in the future, the Frost Wolf Clan, all human captives, will belong to you!" ”

The chiefs quarreled, their eyes red and their necks thick, and if they disagreed, they were about to swing their fists and knives.

Even so, the chiefs did whatever it takes.

They see the future.

If a clan can control such a town, the future of that clan will be bright! (To be continued.) )