Azeroth Trail of Light

Where there is oppression, there is resistance. This is a rule that can be established in any world, especially for races that have mastered wisdom and power. Unreasonable oppression will always lead to the birth of the fire of resistance.

Even for the dumb ogre.

According to incomplete statistics from Ulduar agents, there are at least 15 ogres living in the entire Blade's Edge Mountain, divided into a dozen small clans and three big clans.

The Bloodmaul and Dota ogre clan live in Dota Canyon. They are barbaric ogres who wholeheartedly respect the rule of Goron. According to the standards of the civilized world, they belong to uncivilized barbarians, so they were killed by the sons of Gruul. After the net was exhausted and Gruul was lured out of Gruul's Lair, the elites of the Seventh Regiment, the druids from the Cenarion Circle, and the forces controlled by the Ulduar agents were all dispatched.

In accordance with Dick’s order, sweep the entire Dota Canyon. This mission also borrowed a part of the Night Watch Legion stationed on the Hellfire Peninsula, commanded by the mysterious death lord Mishilsa, and masters from all over the world. To assist the punch, it is required to destroy all the forces in the Dota Canyon within 3 days.

This is not a difficult task, especially for the warband executioners who have regarded killing as commonplace. After using tyranny as a means of earning a living, killing has never been a difficult thing.

But in addition to these two large uncivilized ogre tribes, there is another clan that is quite peculiar.

They are Orgrila, the "promised land" in the words of the ogres. According to the report of the first group of spies who came into contact with these ogres, these ogres are obviously civilized, at least for their barbaric compatriots. These ogres can be called "polite".

Dick sat in the distinctive camp of the Orgrila ogres. To put it bluntly, it was a large room similar to a pavilion. The ogres were very gracious and gave them squeezed cactus "juice", confession That said, watching those five big and three rough ogres, with an unusually civilized posture, greeted guests with their special etiquette, this is a very fun thing for anyone from Azeroth.

Of course, in addition to observing the social forms of these legendary ogre "wise men", Dick is also observing the special environment in the mountains hanging high beyond Blade's Edge Mountain. He stretched out his hand from time to time to emit a golden light, It flashed into the air and disappeared.

The mountains here are full of crystals that are crystal clear, like swords inserted in the mountains, but the characteristics of these crystals are very strange. Every minute and every second of sitting here, Dick can feel it. A special energy wave was transmitted from the crystals, and they were quietly trying to enter their bodies.

The Paladin did not come alone. A tall, silent orc man sat next to him. This guy wore a black bat-shaped helmet, two sharp one-handed axes at his waist, and a scarlet rod behind his back. Colored wolf head and spear.

A blue porcupine covered with spikes lay docilely under his feet, and from time to time he uttered a comfortable grunt. A huge khaki brown bear lay outside the camp. The ogres gave it some honey and freshness. The flesh, this naive bear is eating, and above the sky of Orgrila, an eagle with thunder light entwined around its body is soaring.

Rexxar, this guy is an uninvited companion. Of course Dick knows why this guy came. Rexxar is a hybrid of ogres and orcs. In the world of Azeroth, his clan has died out. , But in the world of Draenor, in Blade's Edge Mountains, there is still an orc clan that is on the verge of extinction, Moknazar, which is the clan of Rexxar's mother.

These orcs were not welcome to the arrival of Rexxar, but the hunters wanted to integrate into the family. He noticed that these orcs were threatened by ogres and faced the mighty bloodmaul ogres and the sparsely populated Mork. Although the Nassar orcs were brave and brave, they did not have the upper hand. Therefore, Rexxar definitely helped his fellow clan solve this problem. With this great achievement, reintegrating into his mother clan is no longer difficult.

"The distinguished guests come from afar, but we are not worthy of your identity. This really makes the entire Orgrila faceless, please forgive me!"

A "skinny" ogre elder sat opposite Dick and Rexxar, and said to the two people very regretfully, "This is a shame for the whole Orgrila."

"Don't think so, Elder Mogodog."

Dick reached out and picked up the cactus in front of him to squeeze the juice, and sent it to his mouth. The green liquid was sent into the mouth, without the strange taste as imagined. On the contrary, there was a hint of sweetness that went straight into the stomach. This drink was obviously not on its surface. It looks so simple.

"I didn't just come here as a guest."

The Paladin looked at the ogre elder who was only about 2 meters high, wearing a special robe made of unknown leather, and holding a staff inlaid with Apexis crystals, and said softly,

"Since I arrived in Delano, I have been hearing about the legend of the "Promised Land" of ogres, which is almost the dream land of all ogres in the entire Draenor, and today, I am seeing After your social system that has already had the embryonic form of a magical civilization, my interest in Orgrimmar has also increased dramatically."

Speaking of this, Dick paused. The ogre elder opposite was the leader of the civilized ogre of Orgrila, and from the perspective of energy fluctuations, this skinny ogre's body was obscure. The mana fluctuation of Azeroth is almost the same as the current Azeroth archmages, and there are at least seven ogre magicians like him in the entire Orgrila.

In other words, with just such an ogre tribe with fewer than 500 people, its high-end magical strength is no different from Dalaran. It is no wonder that Orgrila can become a mere hundreds of people. Blade's Edge Mountain, and even the faint "Promised Land" in the hearts of the ogres in the entire Draenor world.

They have this strength!

"In fact, we are also very curious. What does the distinguished guest come to Orgrila for? We can give it to you with both hands as a symbol of friendship between the two sides."

The ogre mage Mogodog who sat across from Dick replied with a smile, even though the smile was enough to scare any mortal.

Mogodog knows the weight of the guest in front of him. The mysterious Apexis crystals are the treasures left by the great arakkoa civilization of the last era of Draenor. Their existence makes the rude ogre so fast. The evolution of, especially in terms of intelligence, the ordinary ogres here are almost the same as the wise men in the human world.

Although the special envoy of Illidare who arrived a few days ago did not specify the identity of the "noble guest", the comment of "comparable to Lord Illidan" is enough to make the Orgrella ogre elders group headed by Mogdogog Reported 20 points of respect and vigilance to Dick.

They know very well that the reason why the King of Outland, who has taken the entire Broken World of Draenor into the bag, let go of Blade's Edge Mountain is definitely not just because of fear of the ogre king Gruul, a big reason may be that This unremarkable human in front of him.

Seeing Mogodog’s humble attitude, Dick expressed his satisfaction. The Apexis Crystal has brought unimaginable benefits to these ogres. It transforms the body of the ogres day after day. , Plugging sparks called wisdom into their originally stupid brains, giving them a powerful talent for manipulating magic power, and even those crystals that voluntarily fall off can also be used to make magical items and even weapons.

It can be said that the "Promised Land" of all the ogres dream of Orgrela is actually a civilization built on the Apexis crystal. These ogres are surprisingly civilized, except for the physical ones. Apart from their arrogant appearance, there is not much difference between them and human beings.

This will be a very good partner, Dick thought so, and then said in a deep voice,

"I hope Orgrimmar can establish a true order in the chaotic ogre community. You know, when Draenor was not destroyed, the ogre empire of the Overhanging Fort was the most in the entire Draenor world. With powerful forces, I will strongly support Orgrila to rebuild the ogre empire, and use Blade's Edge Mountain as the basic territory of the empire."

Dick paused, he opened his arms.

"My army is sweeping across the other ogre forces in Blade's Edge Mountain. After all the dust has settled, I will hand all the prisoners to you as the first people of the Ogre Kingdom of Orgrila. "

"Oh...great imagination, this is also Orgrila's long-cherished wish!"

As a very intelligent creature, Mogodog is absolutely welcome to the expansion of the population. Hearing Dick’s description, the bright eyes of this slightly gloomy ogre elder also flashed a trace of ambition. You know, since the day of its birth, Orgrila has been extremely disgusted with Goron’s arrogant rule. They played the sign of "Promised Land" in order to fight against this brutal enslavement of their compatriots, and more importantly Yes, they have enough strength to deal with the sons of Gruul.

Had it not been for the black dragon of Deathwing to spoil the situation, the rebellion initiated by Orgrilra would have already begun, and the war between the black dragon and Goron would naturally be supported by Orgrid’s secret support, Detective Ulduar and Sabomai Baron Enn mentioned one thing, that is, when the black dragons with heavy casualties chose to hide, they were secretly helped by Orgrila.

Obviously, these clever ogres are fighting the idea of ​​"Mantis catching cicadas and oriole", and according to the latest news sent by Senxia, ​​it is not just blood mallets and turrets, but even those who can't be mentioned. In the little clan, there is the power of Ogrila.

These ogres armed with wisdom are obviously already ready to launch a rebellion throughout Blade's Edge Mountain.

But they obviously have their own worries. For example, facing the bait thrown by Dick, Mogodog hesitated for a while and whispered,

"The other sons of Gruul are not worth mentioning, but Gruul... this beast that can control the earth, we are not sure of victory."

Dick smiled freely, "Gruul, I will take care of it, even the old black dragon hidden in your area, I can help you take care of it!"

Mogodog's eyes widened, he was silent for a moment, and put the staff in his hand aside.

"Then the price? Dear customer, what is the price?"

This question made Dick and Rexxar both nod their heads. Being able to ask this question proves that the ogre elder in front of him is really worthy of the title of "wise man." At least he knows that there is nothing for nothing in this world. Lunch.

Faced with this problem, of course Dick had already finished the draft.

"Ilidan's war in Outland can't hide from you. The disorder of Draenor world will end in the last one or two years. From then on, this place will exist as the source of a protracted war. Since there is war, It must require soldiers."

"So after the Kingdom of Orgrila has gathered all the ogres in the entire Draenor, in every war, I hope to see enough, elite, and obedient ogres to join it!"

Mogodog nodded.

"This request is very reasonable. As long as Orgrila can really complete the unification of Draenor ogres, as long as the guests need, we will send no less than 5,000 ogre warriors to fight in every war!"

Dick stretched out a finger and shook it.

"1!"

Mogodog almost didn't hesitate, and immediately nodded in agreement. It wasn't that he didn't take the life of ogres seriously, but that the speed of the ogre race itself was very fast, and it could almost turn over in 10 years. With twice the population, the overhanging fort ogre empire launched wars almost every year. In addition to showing off its strength, it also consumes a large amount of rapidly growing population, which is also one of the important reasons.

Blade's Edge Mountain lacks resources and has limited output, and it is impossible to provide so many ogres to live.

"Very good...Secondly, I need to recruit a group of cannibal magicians to Netherstorm as workers for a certain secret job."

Dick's gaze swept across the camp of Orgrila, and his voice increased, "It must be selected from the Orgrila clan. I need 170 skilled spellcasters! I won't let you do it in vain, first. The prisoners will be sent here within a week!"

"This..."

Compared with the first requirement, this requirement is a little bit painful. There are less than 500 people in Orgrila, and there are only 300 wizards. This is half of it, but when Mogodog thinks After what Dick had promised, he gritted his teeth.

"Yes! But I want to see Gruul's funeral first!"

"Deal!"