Durotan finally set foot on the unfamiliar land of Kalimdor. Looking at the endless earth-yellow land, he took a deep breath.
"This... is our new home."
He looked at the Frostwolf Orcs behind him who were also disembarking in batches. They were also looking at this brand new land.
An uncle Night Elves with sharp features walked towards Durotan and saluted.
"Hello, Great Chief Durotan of the Frostwolf Clan, Divine Venerable has informed you and your people of coming here. I am responsible for taking you to get familiar with this land. You can call me Anka, Anka*Claw Heart."
Durotan nodded. "Are you Druid? I've heard of Druid. You can transform into many animal forms. This has some similarities with our Shaman."
Anka smiled in agreement, then took out a map and started pointing to Durotan.
"Where we are now is a place called Little Barrens. In the east, across a river is Great Barrens. This entire area belongs to you." Anka made a circle on the map with his hand.
Durotan felt excited. It seemed that Night Elves had kept their promise. This land was as vast as they promised. Although it is very poor, hard work Orcs will always make the situation better.
"Of course, there is another situation. Further east is Mulgore plains, where Tauren live. They are a noble, rational, and peaceful race. I believe you will have many common topics. They currently also have tribesmen in Great Barrens, fighting with the Centaur race there."
Anka saw Durotan's somewhat confused expression and continued to answer his questions. "Centaur is a very aggressive race. No offense intended. They are just as hateful as your other Orcs clans. They are Bloodlust barbaric and love killing. Frostwolf Clan can join our front to jointly exterminate Centaur and restore peace to the Barrens."
Durotan nodded to indicate that he understood, and then he looked at Anka. "There is another question... We are currently very short of construction materials and various supplies. Can Night Elves advance a batch of support in advance? We Orcs value our promises and will return it to you after the situation stabilizes."
Elf Druid laughed, "Divine Venerable has thought of this situation a long time ago, so I allow you to advance various materials and necessary consumables for the early construction of the city. You can repay it with gold coins, furs or any valuable specialties."
"Thank you for your help, Frostwolf Clan will never forget it." Durotan straightened his body and performed a chest-thumping ceremony.
Uncorrupted by Demon Blood, Orcs is hard-working, honest and straightforward. They are willing to endure hardship and are also sensible and peaceful.
Little Barrens is now known as Durotar, and Frostwolf Orcs began to build his home in full swing here, in the northernmost position close to the Azshara area, A Orcs city is slowly taking shape. Durotan named this city, which is only a foundation for the time being, Orgrimmar, after his close friend Orgrim.
Soon after, a group of Tauren envoys also came to Durotar and saw Durotan, which was undergoing great construction. The two sides had some common racial styles and immediately developed a huge affection for each other, and a friendly racial diplomatic relationship was established.
Durotan expressed his willingness to send Frostwolf Clan Warrior from the clan to assist Tauren in the war and jointly fight against the threat of Centaur. Tauren immediately returned the favor and said that he would send a construction team headed by Kodo Beast to Durotar as soon as possible to help Orcs build their home.
So the war scale on the Barrens began to tilt, and Centaur were horrified to find that a brand new enemy suddenly appeared. They had a burly and strong body, and the two fangs in their mouths revealed the ferocity of their master. Their brown skin was incompatible with any race they knew. What's even more frightening is that the Centaurs found that the maneuverability they were proud of could no longer be used.
These races named Orcs ride a giant white wolf and run faster than them. These Wolf Riderss ran on the Barrenss, waving the giant axes in their hands, and chopped off the heads of Centaurs one after another. Those giant wolves were equally ferocious. Even if Orcs accidentally fell off the wolf's back, the giant wolf still continued to pounce on Centaur, biting and clawing at him.
Woo~~woo~~~
Durotan led a team of Wolf Riders running on the withered yellow ground, with the Frostwolf Clan flag behind him fluttering in the wind.
Frostwolf Clan The desolate horn finally sounded proudly again. Durotan was in a very happy mood. He felt that he had made a right decision. The situation is slowly getting better. Kalimdor Continent is countless times more peaceful than Eastern Kingdoms. Except for Centaur, an enemy that has no suspense, the surrounding Night Elves and Tauren are all peace-loving races.
Unfortunately, there are always some regrets... It would be great if my son Gul'guro was here, if old friends like Orgrim*Doomhammer, Grom*Hellscream were here too...
They can work together to rebuild a New Horde and a peaceful and sane Horde.
Suppressing the chaotic thoughts in his heart, Durotan raised his head and looked at the lavender fortress wall and gate in front of him. He had a feeling of déjà vu, and then realized that this kind of fortress group was just like the layout of Eastern Kingdoms humans. It's just that the human fortress group is a shrunken mini version. Night Elves, a super giant fortress group called Night Great Wall, almost surrounds the entire Kalimdor Continent.
He came to the Ashenvale fortress defense area. There was a small town crossroads built by Tauren near the fortress. The trade between the two tribes had to pass through the crossroads. Now there is another Orcs, and the expansion of the intersection is also on the agenda.
Orcs attaches great importance to promises and past help. This time Durotan personally led the team to the land of Night Elves with the first batch of hunting furs and Orcs spirits.
The gate of the fortress slowly opened, and the border commander Garrond* Shadow Song learned the news. He also valued this trade of special significance, so he came specially to greet Ashenvale.
"Welcome to the land of Night Elves, Frostwolf Clan Orcs!" Garrond strode out wearing an elf-style armor.
Durotan also grinned widely, turned over and got off the wolf, and walked up.
"Thank you Night Elves for your selfless help when Frostwolf Clan was in the most difficult time. This time, our clan just counted the surplus supplies and sent them to you, haha."
Garrond also laughed and hugged Durotan. Both of them had a great impression of each other's strong military temperament.
"Let's go, I've already held a banquet in the fortress and invited you Frostwolf Clan warriors... Well... How do you say that Divine Venerable... Oh yes, let's have fun over the wine, haha!"
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