Over the past few years, the Dragon Throat Clan has been raising its energy, but they have never relaxed themselves. As the orcs realize the importance of Crystal Island.

The Dragon Throat Clan even established a base there and became a black dragon nest, and its importance was even greater than that of the past. In the previous life, the people of Azeroth only knew the land race of Draenor and knew nothing about their oceans.

That's because of the Delano explosion, except for the important land, all other places became cosmic dust. In fact, in the deep sea of ​​Delano, there is a powerful race that dominates the ocean and constantly threatens the coastal areas of Delano.

These dangerous and powerful creatures are called sea trolls, and these creatures have strong combat power. In recent years, the Dragon Throat Clan has regarded the trolls as the targets of training and maintain the orcs' blood and combat power.

To be fair, Brad, the Dragon Throat Fortress, has put a lot of effort into lighting. The tribe still likes to use bonfires, and the orcs can power up at home, but most of them still like bonfires and braziers.

Only the lights outside the Dragon Throat Fortress were brightly lit all day long, especially in the square, where the red lights of the brazier and yellow lights, and the bright moonlight in the sky were reflected, Brad's vision would not be affected at all.

In fact, what Brad is most concerned about is that the musketeers and mechanical armies in the Hunter Legion. Due to the orcs' personality, the orcs resist musketeers and mechanicals.

Even though the female chief tried his best to change, it was far inferior to the Jasper Corner. There were few responders. Orcs advocated personal force too much and were completely uninterested in this kind of engineering use.

As a last resort, the orc hardworking in the lowest level of the Dragon Throat clan accepted this form. Brad's first requirement for the Dragon Throat clan was to disband the hardworking system.

Corresponding engineering technicians and various infrastructures became the original hard work. Later, Brad asked the female chief to set up a mechanical and musket force. There were only a few real dragon-throat warriors.

The female chief had no choice but to requisition the liberation hard work. In this way, the orcs' hard work was selected to join the regular army and a mechanical force was initially established.

Orcs work hard to improve their status, but when they come into contact, they are shocked by the power of the machinery and train with thirsty training under the shadow trained by Jasper.

They were looking forward to a day that shocked the high-ranking warriors, and then the opportunity they were waiting for came. The trial of the sea trolls was their turn.

The orcs of the Dragon Throat Clan withdrew from the war too early. They had never really seen the Jade Leader's Mechanical Force showing off their might. Even the female chief who was as Bled asked was nervous. Therefore, the powerful men of the Dragon Throat Clan and the main groups of each legion were all rushing behind the mechanical forces, fearing that if they failed, there would be a chance to remedy them.

However, they only realized what it means to look at the sky in this battle. The sea trolls are very powerful, not worse than the soldiers of the Dragon Throat Clan. If the sea trolls were not restricted in places on land and the soldiers of the Dragon Throat Clan were well-equipped, then the sea trolls would not be a trial, but consume their own troops.

This time the sea trolls came very fiercely, and all the legions behind were nervously preparing to join the battle. However, this battle should have been a massacre, which completely subverted their understanding of the war.

When the sea trolls were discovered, the mechanical forces launched artillery. The sea trolls had never seen this situation. They usually gathered on the sea surface in the distance, then collectively launched a charge towards the coast, and then returned to the sea after robbing them.

However, today they had just assembled. The roar of deafening sounded across the coast. After the loud bang, huge shells exploded into the sea, and the water column turned blood red. In the waves in the sky were countless broken limbs and broken arms.

With just three rounds of attacks, the sea water has become blood-red, and large corpses float. The scene like hell not only scares the main force of the sea trolls and the Dragon Throat Clan watching the battle, but also scares the mechanical troops of the initiator. Although they have been very skilled in training and know that they are powerful, it is the first time they have applied it to actual combat.

It took a long time for the sea trolls to react, and they began to rush towards the coast like crazy. This time they were greeted with dense bullets.

Pieces of sea trolls fell down. No matter how the sea trolls launched an attack, they would not be able to climb the shore. In the end, the sea trolls rushed wildly for more than four hours before retreating. This battle completely established the position of the Mechanical Legion in the Dragon Throat Clan.

The other legions that did not originally regard them as regular troops regretted it so much that they were even green. But now it was too late.

In the end, the specific number of enemies killed could not be counted at all, but it would definitely be several times the number of the mechanical legion itself. What shocked them even more was that except for the few who were accidentally injured by firearms, no one died in normal battle.

Then those who wanted to join the mechanical force became a trend. But Brad gave them limited indicators. This is a magical world, with muskets and machinery that are powerful, but also have great limitations. The cooperation of multiple troops is the king.

Just for the remaining quotas, the various legions fought, and the female chief flew to the end of the boss to get the matter done. After that, Lubos began to hate various mechanical products and became obsessed with it. Later, he simply took a team of motorcycle patrols every day to patrol the periphery of the territory all day, in fact, hunting and relieving boredom.

Brad looked at the military vehicles interspersed in the military formation and finally nodded with satisfaction. There were not enough military vehicles, so it was too slow to go on the road. The female chief's ability was proven again. Without any foundation, it was completely beyond Brad's expectation that he could reach this level by relying solely on temporary training engineers.

Brad raised his hand and shouted the voice of the high priest below, which stopped gradually. Although Brad was often away, all the dragon-throated orcs knew that all their changes were due to the high priest. Every time the high priest came back, it would bring a drastic change to the clan.

"The warriors of the Dragon Throat clan, this time I come back, bringing war. And you are about to leave the Dragon Throat Fortress and follow me to fight." Brad continued: "Naozu is our great shaman, but now he is crazy and has lost his nature. He is trying to summon the Dark Star with taboo spells. Maybe you don't know what happened yet. Naozu paid a heavy price for his ambitions. The tribe failed again and suffered heavy losses. Naozu dared not fight with it and fled in panic. Now he is trying to use the Dark Star to destroy the world. The warriors of the Dragon Throat clan, Shadow Moon Valley is not only the place of the Shadow Moon clan, but also our homeland. What do you think we will do."

"Kill, kill, kill, kill!"

The Dragon Throat clan's crazy screams broke the silence of the night sky. In addition to not wanting Nayorzu to destroy his homeland, there are more violent battles. They have not had a real battle for a long time. Now they have received the answer from the high priest, and the blood is ignited in an instant.

Looking at the crazy crowd below, the female chief was very glad that she did not turn against her. Otherwise, even if Brad valued his abilities, he would definitely kill him. And his own death would not have any value.

"Old Chief, High Priest, may your soul watch us in the Holy Mountain. For the glory of the Dragon Throat clan, you can only give up your hatred. And even if I resist, I can't change anything. Don't worry, I will protect Dragon Throat with my life and apologize to you after I die in battle."

The female chief also raised his battle axe and screamed loudly.

Brad raised his hand again, waited for the scene to calm down, and said loudly: "Our home has left enough guards, so, warriors, let's set off immediately."

As Brad said, the orcs began to get on the bus with a rumbling sound, and the engine of the military vehicle also rang.

The military vehicles formed a long dragon on the spacious Dragon Throat Avenue, and all the soldiers were catching their weapons excitedly. However, there was a passionate battle song in the Dragon Throat Square. With the rhythm of the cracked cowhide war drum, all the orc blood boiled. This was the battle song left by the old and young people who left to see off the expedition soldiers by the bonfire in the square, praying for them to return triumphantly.

Somewhere in the north of Shadow Moon Valley, the Draenei people rushed on a crazy journey. Ireal rode a battle elephant and rushed on a crazy journey in the front of the team.

With an anxious look on her face, she put down the communication for a moment and said, "We have to hurry up, the situation is getting worse and worse. I'm afraid the teacher and the others will not last long."

"The leader actually asked us to retreat to the Storm Fortress, this..." Marlad's face also looked ugly, indicating that the situation was not ordinary and bad.

"What the hell is Mr. Brad doing? Sister Aurelia, do you really don't know what he is doing?" Ereal asked anxiously.

Aurelia shook her head and said, "I really don't know. I don't think I need to hide anything from you."

"Aren't you worried that Brad asked you to die by yourself?" Marlad held back and said this.

"Then I'll go and die." Aurelia was very upset with this guy's repeated provocations and disagreements, and did not give him any good face.

"I'm sorry, Sister Aurelia, he has this personality and his mouth is smelly, don't care." Yirel quickly explained.

"Blade has said many times, don't be angry with the irrelevant passerby, but unfortunately I'm not yet home." Aurelia said lightly: "I have already said that Brade must have gone to find reinforcements. As the commander here, you should relax. You should learn to learn Brade."

Yirel frowned and said, "How can I get more relaxed in this situation now?"

Marlad said: "Learn from him, learn from him to make his woman power forward at this time, learn from him to laugh all day long without doing it?"

Aurelia was too lazy to pay attention to Marrad and said, "Ereal, do you know what the most important thing about a leader or commander?"...
Chapter completed!