In the Valley of the Mantid, upheaval erupted.
A special Mogu clan charged out from the gates in the Great Wall of Kun-Lai Summit to the east, catching the local Mantid completely off guard.
This group of Mogu race soldiers was superbly equipped. Each wore heavy armor and wielded long, sharp war spears and battle axes, their strength immense.
Even more terrifyingly, this Mogu army had a large contingent of Kirin cavalry. The Kirin mounts beneath those elite riders had a pair of translucent energy wings, howling as they glided and dove through the low skies.
Not only that, they also had a small squad of Mogu mages, known among the Mogu race as Mountain Marsh Ritualists, capable of commanding the power of earth and nature.
They were somewhat like elemental shamans, but the energy controlled by Mountain Marsh Ritualists was wholly focused on attack and slaughter. Their violent elemental power existed only to destroy their enemies.
The Mantid forces stationed nearby quickly suffered a total rout. After ten thousand years, it was as though they had returned to the days when they fought the Mogu Empire. Everything was just as dark and bitter.
That brought up War King Qi Ang, Bandit King Su Bu Tai, Shadow King Ti An, Mad King Meng En, and Lei Shen of the last dynasty.
The Mogu Empire oppressed the Pandaren and enslaved other races. There was no denying that. But compared to the Mantid, the Pandaren had lived exceptionally well.
At the height of the Mogu Empire, it was never the Mantid who attacked the Great Wall. Rather, the Mogu Empire frequently marched beyond the Great Wall to raid, kill, and burn. The Great Wall was merely a supply station before their expeditions.
The Pandaren were slaves, while the Mantid were a lowly