New Order of Azeroth

Orgrimmar is more majestic than imagined.

She has a lot of architectural knowledge in her previous life, and coupled with her experience and insights in her previous life, Vanessa's vision for urban architecture is definitely second to none in this era.

If Ironforge is the son of the mountains, it is a treasure in the mountains and a gift from the earth. Then Stormwind City is the crystallization of human art, a picture that perfectly combines art, architecture and human nature.

Orgrimmar is completely different from the two cities above. Before entering the city, Vanessa heard the deafening sound of war drums. The drums were very big and there were many. The drums had a strange rhythm, and every time the drumsticks fell, The blows seemed to hit the soldiers deep in their hearts. As she walked closer, the sounds of metal being struck and the roars of orc warriors training reached her ears.

Orcs also recognize honor and believe that honor is far greater than their own lives. Even if this kind of honor is different from the honor mentioned by human paladins, they still follow their own simple values ​​and pass this tradition on from generation to generation.

This orc or tribe's main city is just like its people, rough and savage, but in addition to violence, it is also rich in a primitive beauty that goes deep into the bones.

Huge stones were built high to form an impregnable city wall, and thick logs were bundled together and erected on both sides to become guard towers.

The teeth of an unknown beast stand upside down on the road, forming a three-dimensional horse.

Orcs roared past on wargs, and there were goblin airships unloading supplies in the distance. The first impression Vanessa had of Orgrimmar was that it was busy. Everyone here seemed to have a job.

Old Mu, you said they won't do anything bad to us, right? I'm your friend. Although she thought the tribes under Thrall's rule were very sensible, Vanessa was still a little nervous now, and she was already observing the escape route. .....

Old Mu was naturally her new tauren friend. This guy mooed every day. Vanessa knew his name only a day ago when this guy pointed at her nose. From the sound of his voice, it was probably Mu Yue. The specific pronunciation was her. It's not clear.

This name didn't sound like the name of a tauren. She even thought a little maliciously that the druid who was still in a coma saw the tauren mooing every day, so he chose the homophony to save trouble and chose Muyo. What about his name?

Lao Mu shook his head, and his broad shoulders subconsciously shrank inward. It could be seen that he was not at all friendly to the tribe and the orcs like a fellow countryman meeting a fellow countryman. His vigilance was several times stronger than Vanessa's.

A human, a comatose bald night elf, and a tauren who couldn't speak Mandarin. The composition of this team seemed weird. The crossroad patrol quickly handed them over to an old orc.

The reason why Vanessa judged that the other party was an old orc was because the other party's beard had turned white, which was very rare among orcs who were proud to die in battle.

The other party looked at them one by one. The elf was still unconscious. He could not see the reason for the coma. The tauren was very nervous, as if the old orc was going to eat him. These two were obviously not good partners for conversation.

Even though Vanessa kept pointing at the tauren expressionlessly, indicating that she could ask this guy if she had any questions, the old orc still aimed his gaze at her.

When the other person spoke, he spoke in Common with a heavy accent. People in Azeroth also have accents. Common is divided into regions, and the long culture and customs lead to different accents in different places! Among them, the biggest difference between Lordaeron in the north and the Kingdom of Stormwind in the south is that the common language of the old orcs is different from the words spoken by southerners like them, and it sounds a bit like northerners.

Are you from Theramore? Do you need our help? The old orc was very polite, but there was also a lot of scrutiny in it.

As long as you can communicate, no matter how strong your deception is, it doesn't matter if you don't understand the language. Now Vanessa finally has a place to use her skills.

Yunshan misty talk, she focused on the druid's need to control the desertification problem in the barren land, emphasizing that this is a good elf who is unknown and does good deeds without leaving his name. Unfortunately, love is no match for conspiracy and conspiracy, and he was despicably killed by the enemy. He was plotted and is still unconscious. I bumped into him by mistake. As I was passing by, I sighed at the other party's great feelings, and then I came to help!

I can feel your kindness. You are a good person. Stranger, can you tell me your name? the old orc asked.

Hope.

The other person said nothing, as if waiting to hear her last name.

Vanessa was a little embarrassed. The old knight didn't ask at first because he was worried that the water was deep and the orcs wouldn't have this problem. Even if you said your surname was Menethil and she was Alsace's eldest cousin, it didn't matter. You had to make it up anyway. One comes out.

It would be crazy to directly say that he is a member of the Menethil family. It is also a bit inappropriate to say that the surname Van Cleef is. His tribe is also a behemoth that can fight with the Alliance for many years. There must be an intelligence organization.

If he knew her surname was Van Cleef, he might cause some trouble. At this time, it would be better to cause more trouble than less trouble.

She thought for a moment, Vanessa knew that any hesitation for more than a second would arouse the other party's suspicion, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net She quickly reported a name.

Hope Vanessa Struy. This name doesn't look like a commoner, nor does it look like a big noble. It's neither long nor short, so it's just right.

The other party really didn't hear the problem.

I am Eitrigg, advisor to the warchief. It is an honor to meet you, Miss Struy.

I have admired you for a long time...

In the evening, Eitrigg brought them the latest news.

There was complete chaos over there in the Wailing Cave, and the orc scouts were unable to investigate in depth. They could only see many beasts rushing out of the cave, destroying all the creatures they saw along the way.

How can this night elf druid be awakened? Does he have a way to heal that land? Eitrigg had a strange impression of this bald elf. After fighting with elves for so many years, this was the first time he had seen him. As for the bald elf, a sense of distrust comes from the bottom of his heart...

Vanessa insisted, yes, there must be, it must be!

The awakening work was done by the tauren Muyo, and with the help of Eitrigg, the props needed for the awakening ceremony were quickly gathered.

Only then did Vanessa realize that waking up from the Emerald Dream was so complicated and required professional props. No one reminded her at all...

The awakening process went quite smoothly, and some of the fish-men's nightmares were brought to the material world as the night elves awakened.

They swarmed out of the shadows, trying to drag the Elf Druid back into the nightmare.

The orcs who were on the periphery for both protection and surveillance did not use Vanessa to take action at all. They did not see the difference between these murlocs and serious murlocs. They did not even look at them. They swung a big ax to clean up the garbage, dividing three by five, He chopped a group of materialized fish-man nightmares into pieces.