Vol 2 Chapter 488: : Technology and Tradition

The Sleeping Tower. At present, many spaces in the upper and middle levels of the tower have been transformed into temporary training bases, which serve as the training ground for the first phase of the Silver and White Fleet.
After successfully passing the first phase of training, the soldiers of the fleet will go to the planet of Saroddar to conduct higher-level targeted technical training.
Newly recruited elf soldiers from all over the empire did not distribute armor or leather armor, but received a pure black cloth armor uniform.
"Remember, you will be advanced soldiers. You don't need to charge and fall, nor do you need to raise your energy gun and longbow to attack the enemy. Your weapons are battleships and artillery!"
The instructors of the Crusaders are striding to speak loudly.
"The work of cannon fodder and consumables does not require you to do it, that is the responsibility of the Marine Corps! You have to learn how to skillfully operate battleships, operate dead stars, and operate various types of shipborne energy guns within five years. Understand!
"For God Emperor!"
The recruits immediately straightened and answered in unison.
These recruits left their peaceful and quiet hometown and came to this training site full of steel and noise. Although they are not used to elves, they always have to adapt.
Again, if the industrial revolution can be brought out by the goblins and chaebols, then even cutting all the forests of the Black Coast and Ashenvale is worth it.
Anyway, Yuanzu Jingbei and Lin Jing can spawn plants, so. . . Go to your sister's nature, go to your sister's big forest!
We want steel! To the factory assembly line!
The Planet of the Kingdom of Sarrod.
Behind the invisible back of the planet Azeroth, a battlefield huge construction base is located here, it has become extremely busy at the moment.
A large number of engineers and technicians floated in the midair on the surface of the planet under the protection of divine power, surrounding the super-giant skeleton of an artificial steel planet, knocking and beating constantly, and Martians could be seen everywhere.
They do technical work and are responsible for various details and precision construction.
Massive arcane puppets assume the responsibilities of basic workers, and they are naturally responsible for the most painful and tiring physical tasks.
At present, the state of the art of the Dark Night Empire and the entire Azeroth world, full-line industrial production of the assembly line, is far away, and it is far from being able to produce a fully automatic robotic arm. Manual or semi-automatic is still the mainstream .
However, as a world where the technology tree is severely crooked and misaligned, all kinds of unreasonable magic and crystal technology have filled all the major flaws and gaps relatively perfectly.
No pipeline? Need manual work? It's okay, we piled it up with human power, and the arcane puppets banged and made a big forgive, letting them be coolies.
Of course, this is the first Death Star to start construction and the first step for the empire to prepare for the universe.
Although it is still only a rough skeleton, it is still under construction.
The Titan Emperor named the death star "Azeroth's Punishment", and rejected the alternative names of "Empire Light" and "Eternal Night God Emperor".
"Moon is a loss to you, it's still silver, so don't come to brush my screen again! Annoying!"
Boss Hu shouted at Elune in a spiritual connection.
Elune is satisfied, and finally no longer mentions the old thing of "losing my moon".
I was bitten by the bad guy Sarodal, and now I finally lost myself a bigger one. The deal was worth it.
Kalimdor, Orgrimmar.
A team of Kukaron wolf cavalry escorted the golden carriage in the center of the team and was slowly entering the city.
The front of the carriage is carved with a golden voodoo mask with Zandalari characteristics, and on the top is a sculpture of a dragon head.
"What race are those spiritual creatures? They are so strange, aren't they the native race of Azeroth?"
Princess Tarangi looked curiously at the group of people around the city gate, constantly fiddled with the ghost bandage of a big machine.
"Ah, that's the False Spirit. Soon after joining the Horde, from the outer world, their steel technology has greatly helped the development of our tribe's weapons." The accompanying orc ambassador replied immediately.
Princess Tarangi nodded and said nothing.
Iron and steel, technology, thermal weapons, and various new things are all unavailable in the closed country of Zandalari, which is simply unprecedented.
The armored fleet of alliances and tribes, as well as steam-powered and high-explosive shells, made Princess Tarangi very impressed.
If he was not present at the time, and if he failed to summon the dinosaur Loa God Lezan, then Zandalari ’s warship could not escape at all. Eventually, he would only be blown into pieces and died without burial.
The outside world is undergoing a major transformation, and the Zandalar clan is standing still, which is not a good thing.
The Zandalari troll relies on Loa, a variety of voodoo spells, and in case one of these does not exist on a certain day, or is temporarily not useful, then Zandalari remains What? That pitiful, empty-shell pride?
Therefore, Princess Tarangi ended her diplomatic visit to Zul'Gurub very quickly, and left again within a few days before crossing the sea to Kalimdor.
She is very eager to have formal contact and exchanges with the tribal chief Thrall.
The tribe needs the power of Zandalar, and Zandalar also needs the power of the tribe.
If we continue to drag on like this, maybe after a few years, the tribe may not care about the Zandalari clan at all.
Although I do n’t want to admit ~ EbookFREE.me ~, these races called False Spirits bring more things to the tribe than Zandalah can provide.
Airships, artillery, firearms, and steel warships being designed.
In contrast, what about Zandalar, selling various voodoo enchant masks? Sell ​​traditional souvenirs?
Especially the group of ignorant MLM cults named Akunda is simply sitting in the sky and indulging in their own small world.
If they joined the tribe together, they would be properly eliminated by society.
"His Royal Highness, this is the most powerful Azerite war machine of our tribe, the blade of Saurfang, and the fragile thin-skinned small tanks of the Alliance, which are vulnerable to our land war fortress, hahaha."
Well, the orc ambassador is half of what he said.
The Alliance ’s ordinary tanks are indeed vulnerable to this giant tank, but the Horde ’s ordinary airships are also vulnerable to the Alliance ’s Azerite war machine "Skyfire". Who laughed.
But Princess Tarangi didn't think much, and stopped the carriage, carefully looking at this terrifying giant war machine.
Can the powerful dinosaur Loa God Lai Zan compete with this artificial machine? Can it withstand the dense hot weapon attacks on the tank?
Princess Zandalar raised her head again and looked at a steel airship hovering over the city gate. The large-caliber wolf-headed cannon at the bow of the airship's head reflected the sun, but it still gave people a cold feel.
Zandalar must join the tribe, no matter how many opponents there are!
Princess Tarangi ordered the carriage to start again, and quickly drove in the direction of the Chiefs Hall.
https: //
Remember Aishang Novel Network in 1 second :. Mobile website reading URL: