Both powerful chiefs were convinced that it was all Gul'dan's fault. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the road of Draenor, the plains that had been covered with trees and vegetation had become lifeless, the trees that had once flourished had withered, and the blue sky was now as red as blood, all because of the sorcerers, their insatiable thirst for power.

Not only that, they destroyed Draenor, but Gul'dan was behind it all. It was because of his fault that the Horde was not able to defeat the Alliance and conquer the world called Azeroth.

It's all because the cunning warlock and his men betrayed the tribe at a critical time and went to the tomb of the damned demon king Sargeras to seek strength, so that the front line collapsed!

"What are you going to do? You're already the wisest of any chieftain I've ever known! You're not as good as me in battle, but I'm not as wise as you. "Kargas makes no secret of his weaknesses.

Fighting am I not as good as you?

There was a faint red glow from where Kilrog's 'dead eye' was, but the light was gone. There was no need for him to engage in a verbal battle with Kargas, he knew very well how ruthless Kargas, the madman who broke his arm from the captivity of the ogre and killed in the sea of corpses and blood, provoked this fighting maniac to fight, and it was not a day and a half to divide the victory and defeat.

"We start by forming a new tribe nucleus. ”

"Core!?"

"Yes, a powerful clan alliance that all clans have to recognize, just like the Blackstone clan back then. Without a strong core as a banner, the group of guys whose brains are full of muscles and only see the smaller and smaller hunting territory in front of them will not listen to anyone. ”

Kargas groaned, "The Blackstone Clan is destroyed, it would be nice if the Warsong Clan was here." ”

"yes! It's a pity that Hellroar is trapped in Azeroth. ”

That's the ripple effect.

If it was just one Blackstone clan kneeling in Azeroth, then there would naturally be a second and third clans on top of it.

However, because he knew the structure and relationships of the tribes, Duke did a great job.

Having done the Black Stone, trapped the War Song, and crippled the Blood Ring, Dragon Throat, and Broken Palm, plus the Frost Wolf who had already been banished, this was tantamount to sweeping away the top five clans of the tribe.

Now the tribe is a typical group of dragons without a leader.

Duke didn't know that he had pitted the tribe too hard in the second war, which directly led to the delay of Naozu's departure.

He didn't even know that there was already a fierce quarrel about his existence at some point in the future.

In an illusory, disembodied mental space, several voices were arguing.

"Duke Marcus is an absolute desecration and destruction of the timeline!"

"Let's be clear, we Bronze Dragons are the guardians of Azeroth first and the guardians of time second. ”

"Are you sure this Duke must be on the side of the Guardians? one of our calculations could be that he became the Lich King!"

"That's just one of 1,024 possibilities, why don't you say it's 82 percent likely to get better, and 17 percent likely to stay the same?"

"No, tampering is tampering, and he must be warned. ”

"Carlo, you stop, His Majesty Nozdorm, the Bronze Dragon King at that point in time, has clearly rejected all interference from us, even if you go back, it is pointless, your power will be weakened to the point that even mortals are inferior. ”

"Okay...... This time I compromised. Next time, I'll do it myself. ”

Having said that, it's inevitable that Duke will cause the wrath of the Bronze Dragon in the future timeline. Because this product has already started to play with the change of times.

If Azeroth was a medieval worldview with a typical Earth style plus magic, now Duke is pushing Stormwind and Ironforge from the Middle Ages to the Renaissance.

In fact, Duke really wanted to push Azeroth into the Industrial Revolution in a short period of time, but the three dwarf races that represented Azeroth's highest technology - dwarves, gnomes, and goblins all missed the scientific and technological talents. It is not a simple matter to bring back all their unreliable thoughts of death.

Originally, Duke wanted to popularize rifles in human armies, but unfortunately, the level of muskets in this world was only the breech gun that used solid bullets for the time being.

The barrel is not large, there is no burst at all, and it is easy to explode. When the enemy charges, the bow and arrow can usually shoot about three rounds, but at this time, at most, it is enough for one musket.

Even a three-stage shot would not be enough to compensate for this substantial firepower shortcoming.

So Duke had to continue to play with shields and spears in the front row and spearmen in the middle row.

The only big change was the introduction of the Dwarven Mortar by Duke. The mortars of this era were not standard mortars, but more like support short-barreled cannons, except that Duke modified the gunpowder used to fire the shells and firing shells.

The shells were replaced with hollow iron balls instead of solid shells, which were filled with iron lump projectiles to increase the lethality of the scatter.

Gunpowder was changed from the original addition of gunpowder powder every time to a gunpowder bag wrapped in oiled paper, and when it was excited, it was still ignited like this, which only shortened the time for adding gunpowder and increased the rate of fire in disguise.

Duke began to train mortars, which, after all, allowed to increase fire support for soldiers at short and medium ranges.

Standing at Fort Watch's range, watching Duke's mortar team fire shells at a rate of two rounds per minute, each of which could accurately blow up a dozen scarecrows in armor, the League's high-ranking officials were stunned.

"It feels like it took us ten years to train a knight, and a minute into battle might be gone. Why don't you train a group of mortars for three months?" Anduin crossed his waist helplessly.

Duke shrugged: "It's not like you haven't experienced the Battle of Blackstone Mountain, if it weren't for the dwarven steam tank troops, I would still be able to stand and talk so leisurely with you?"

"Yes, yes, science and technology are the primary productive forces!" said Gerbin, a master dwarf craftsman, reciting Duke's 'famous saying'.

Anduin looked at the behemoth steel creature that had come from the north, passed directly through the lowered suspension bridge, and drove along the huge railroad tracks on the suspension bridge into the Watch Fortress, and sighed deeply: "I didn't believe in technology or anything. Even though I've been to Ironforge before, I can't imagine that it would take only a day to traverse the entire Elwyn Forest. It only takes three days to get from Stormwind to Watchtower. ”

Anduin Lothar, who had spent some time in the unbuilt Watchtower, knew very well what a miracle it was. (To be continued.) )