Labor Moon, also known as Tilling Moon.
This is a festival of Orcs that has been passed down for thousands of years, just after the end of Hunting Moon.
Once in the world of Draenor, after Orcs started in Tilling Moon, a grand bonfire gathering would be held to listen to the teachings and guidance of the elder Shaman in their respective tribes.
Now that he has settled in World of Azeroth, he has gotten rid of the corruption of demon blood and regained his former noble reason and Shaman tradition. Therefore, with the strong promotion of Thrall Great Chief, the bonfire gathering that had not been held for many years was organized again.
However, this time is different from Draenor. Thrall Great Chief, who is extremely talented in business, continued to invite Alliance and other neutral forces to participate.
Of course, this is not a cultural invasion, everyone just comes to experience the fun of this exotic custom.
Orgrimmar has recently become an international city. People of all races can be seen on the streets, which has greatly boosted the commercial economy of Orgrimmar city.
Gamon walked out of the hotel. He was an ordinary Tauren. All right... To be precise, he is a somewhat cowardly Tauren.
His strength is not strong, which also leads to his lack of courage.
A few months ago, he came to Orgrimmar from his hometown of Mulgore plains, trying to find a stable and peaceful ordinary job.
But he has gained nothing so far. He usually only does some manual work at the dock. Now he has been living in Dragon's Tail Inn in Orgrimmar.
He is often bullied by adventurers for all kinds of reasons.
But Gamon never resisted once. He knew that those adventurers looked down on him.
A strong Tauren, even if you don't have any great strength, you can always go to the army and become an ordinary soldier, right?
The battle of the Northern Expedition Northrend is in full swing at the moment, but you are shrinking back to Orgrimmar. What a coward!
A burst of angry curses was heard, and Gamon was violently pushed aside.
They were two human soldiers, cursing and saying something towards themselves.
Oh, it seems that the carriage of the human nobles is also here to participate in the bonfire gathering of Horde.
Gamon didn't refute anything. He was blocking other people's way because he was too absorbed in his thoughts. Just bear with it!
Walking outside the city, a group of Wolf Riders roared past and rushed towards the city.
Gamon looked back with envy. He felt that he would never be able to be like these brave Orcs Wolf Riders, who could step on Worg without fear and accept bloody fights again and again on the battlefield.
Orgrimmar Outside the city is also a sea of people and bustling.
On the hillside not far away, a giant bonfire has been set up. The flames will be lit tonight. Creatures from all over the world will sit together, eat, drink and have fun together, or compete in various competitions.
Gamon suddenly ran to the side of the road because he saw a group of Night Elves's fleet coming from the dock.
The mark on the carriage is a silver mechanical bow and arrow, which should be the symbol of Ghost Rangers of Dark Night God Queen Alleria.
A group of Crusader Zealot rode on the backs of Arcane Spider, protecting the carriage and moving forward slowly. Behind the carriage, there was also a large four-legged mechanical creation, Chosen Immortals.
Gamon is a little scared. Crusaders is a group of cold-blooded madmen who are world-famous. For the glory of Titan God-Emperor, they will kill anyone for you to see.
Not to mention myself, even those adventurers who were not afraid of heaven and earth were darting aside at this moment and obediently gave way to the road.
Gamon felt a little disdainful.
laugh... I thought you adventurers were not afraid of anything, but why did you get scared so quickly after seeing Crusaders's murderous team?
It seems that evil people still need to be punished by evil people. This is the unchanging truth.
At the city gate, Thrall Great Chief was already waiting there. When he saw Crusaders's motorcade approaching, he immediately smiled.
"Welcome to Orgrimmar, Alleria God Queen, and you are more welcome to join our Horde bonfire gathering."
Alleria jumped lightly from the carriage to the ground, smiled and nodded to Thrall.
"Sargeras originally wanted to come in person, but because Ulduar's matter was more urgent, I came on his behalf."
"Haha, welcome! The person next to you is the legendary Firstborn of the Gods, right? This is my first time seeing a real person, haha."
Thrall's thick and powerful hands shook Firstborn of the Gods's armored hand, and they nodded to each other.
Not far away, Gamon stared at the Firstborn of the Gods who was wearing heavy armor, and the giant Energy War Hammer behind him.
This heavily armed Firstborn of the Gods has a battle flag on its back, and the sharp eyeball logo of Crusaders is fluttering in the wind.
As if feeling Gamon's gaze, Firstborn of the Gods suddenly turned back and stared at Gamon not far away.
Gamon immediately scratched his head, turned around and continued walking towards the dock.
He didn't want to get into trouble, especially as he was a high-ranking figure in Crusaders. If he was targeted by the leader of this group of cold-blooded lunatics, he would definitely be in trouble.
And recently I heard that there is another Burning Legion named the Judgement within this group of Crusaders.
The members of the Judgement Burning Legion are all heavy-armed fanatics, and the middle and high-level officers are all heavy-armed Firstborn of the Gods.
They wore extremely thick dark gold armor, with two shoulder armors covered with spikes, a sharp Eye of Truth embroidered on the chest, and various reliefs carved on other key parts.
Behind each of them was a towering battle flag, a giant Energy War Hammer in one hand, and a continuous energy gun in the other.
For the God Emperor is their only slogan, and they are also the most elite Burning Legion of Crusaders.
Arriving at the dock, Gamon began a day of heavy work.
The piles of supplies for the Northern Expedition required them to be carried box by box onto the ship.
Or on the ship returning from Northrend, boxes of trophies and specialties from the North were carried.
This is war dividend. Gamon has only heard of this term recently.
These war dividends have greatly improved the living standards of the native people of the Alliance and Horde.
Lower commodity prices, more choices, and more favorable business investment, even the workers at the dock are extremely happy about this.
After a busy and tiring day, Gamon sat on a hillside, blowing the night sea breeze, looking at the big bonfire that had been lit not far away, and the extremely lively sea of people there.
"Tauren, do you desire power?"
A deep voice appeared in Gamon's mind.
Gamon stood up suddenly and looked behind him.
It was the Firstborn of the Gods during the day, and his golden eyes were staring at him at the moment.
"I... yes... I want to become strong and prove that I am not a loser who can be bullied."
Gamon clenched his fists, hesitated, and spoke his mind.
"I see your heart longing for power... Believe in our Lord, and you will gain strength and prove yourself."
"I... I will never betray Horde!" Gamon resisted the temptation and shouted loudly at Firstborn of the Gods.
Firstborn of the Gods shook his head, "Admirable loyalty, but you do not need to betray Horde. Believe in our Lord, and you can still be loyal to Horde. All you need is to spread the glory of our Lord and let the new dawn of dawn shine on the entire Azeroth."
Gamon's heart is moved. As long as he doesn't betray Horde, it's not impossible to believe in Titan Divine Venerable.
One day... I can say it proudly...
"Gamon will save everyone!"
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