Vol 2 Chapter 557: : Life is like a play, all depends on acting

Northurd Continent, Odour Hall Plaza.
Seven or eight dark golden chains of magic firmly bound the giant flame machine to the place. Although the giant flame still kept roaring, the jet tube in the rear was still running because the engine was running at full speed. A large amount of white mist was sprayed out, but the giant chariot still could not move.
A group of goblin engineers of Hessian Chaebol are jumping up and down at this moment, seemingly busy to take this giant tank to a mandatory shutdown, and then take it back to carry out targeted research.
Boss Hu was suspended in midair, looking at the goblin engineer below, but his thoughts had drifted back to the Dark Empire.
Tyrande and her night warrior. . . The Dark Night Empire has a strong, yet extremely radical military force.
The huge number of night elf refugees has long been scattered throughout the empire and started a new peaceful life. Even if they reject the dictatorship no matter how much, they ca n’t deny that they are living more securely than before The internal situation is still external.
This kind of peace is completely strange and unsuitable for birth orders from the established timeline of destiny.
The only neighboring tribe has a very good relationship with the night empire. Inside the night empire, there is the pro-tribal power of the orthodox Druid. Not to mention inside the tribe, the tauren has always maintained a close trade with the night elves. Communication, it can be said that if there were no orcs, the tauren had already formed an alliance with the night elves.
Inside the orcs, the old chief Durotan and the old warlord Orgrim, these are pro-night empire forces, plus Chief Thrall and King Saurfang are rationalists, so the tribe has no hostility to the night empire. mood.
So fight? Sorry, I really can't fight, how embarrassing, they are all old acquaintances, it is estimated that they can't play hard. . .
Now even the fortress gates in the border area of ​​Ashenvale, the elves are too lazy to close, and no one takes it seriously. The orcs and elves come in and out, and no one cares about illegal immigration.
Now, Tyrande, the Ash Lord, has proposed his own motion on behalf of the Night Warrior faction. The Prime Minister's Council is currently discussing this.
Strengthen the military forces at the border, gather troops, invade the barren lands in an all-round way, establish frontier outposts, monitor the movements of the tribes at all times, and execute all the tribesmen who also come from the established timeline of fate.
The tribe naturally learned of this situation because they also received letters from some friends inside the night elves.
The night warriors also want to expel the tribe members in the night empire, and even drive the tribe back to the outer world.
Oh, and the group of forgotten ones, do n’t think that you will be let go if you leave the tribe, and you are the same. Sylvanas in this timeline is the queen of the Titans. Although we hate her, we dare not dare. What to say, but the other forgotten people, they should all die, the deceased should remain in the state of the deceased, and should not wake up, it is not the same as they used to be, or a group of twisted crazy monsters.
The tribe guys don't care about the forgotten ones, they just want to get their things done now.
This matter can be big or small, the most important thing is the official attitude of the Dark Empire.
The tribe ambassador returned to Orgrimmar after secretly contacting Ali Sander, and Chief Thrall was relieved.
Fortunately, the group of night fighters were extreme, and the prime minister council had at least no influence.
Except for the light in the light, Azshara, who clearly expressed support for the Night Warrior, the other members of the Parliament did not express their clear attitude.
But well, Elder Sander ’s elder sister also said that the Night Warrior represents the sharpest wishes of the entire elf refugee group, and to some extent, it is part of the public opinion, so. . . If you can't fight, you have to move and give this part of the people an explanation.
understand! understand!
Chief Chief Thrall immediately understood the meaning of Ali Sander.
So, at the same time that the Northern Expedition war was in full swing, the Kalimdor alliance factions represented by the Dark Empire and the new tribes began to send "large-scale" troops to the border area, and a series of military mobilizations continued.
The gates were closed, the cannons were loaded, and the rifles were loaded. The soldiers of the two sides stared at each other, and the murderousness permeated.
war! We want war! Break down the enemy! The will of our elves is as strong as steel! We vow to bring the tribe. . .
"Brother, open the door, why is the door closed suddenly, I want to go in, express, the new batch of good skin goods and Durotar wild boar that I said before ... Hmm? What's wrong here? Those What are the catapults and cannons? No recent military exercises? "
An orc merchant turned over and jumped off his Kodo, looking around with doubt.
"Oh oh, come now, wait a minute."
Soldiers with strong willpower like steel immediately ran down the wall and quietly opened a gap in the gate, enough for the Kodo Beast Caravan to pass through.
"What's going on?"
"Oh, it's nothing. It's that we are going to invade the barren land in an all-round way. We are going to fight your tribe. This is a military secret. Don't talk nonsense."
"Oh oh, okay, no problem! I swear by the tribe's glory and promise not to talk nonsense!" Brother Orc immediately patted his chest and promised.
A few days later, the military secrets of the Night Empire about to "invade" the barren land spread all over the tribe ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The tribal elders were filled with indignation, saying that they will launch a harsh counterattack and drive the elf invaders out of their land .
The wild boar farmers and leather goods merchants took the lead in responding. They put on armor, picked up their weapons, and led their caravan. . . Cough, led his army to the border fortress of Ashenvale, and then launched a "violent" offensive.
"For the tribe, rush!"
The leading orc elder held a battle axe high, and a wolf took the lead, crossed the gate of the fortress, and rushed into the Ashen Valley area. At that scene, the old hero was old and bloody, and he was tweeting. . .
"Okay, don't howl, the night soldier went to patrol other places, no one else."
The elf soldiers who were sitting by the gate of the fortress watching the tribe's attack waved their hands.
"Ah? Oh ... courier, Suramar's goods, which of your upper elves sign for it? Hurry up, I have to send it to other customers ... cough, attack other enemies."
"Don't your tribe also accept a group of captives with a set timeline of destiny, so they have no trouble?"
"It's annoying, how come it's not annoying, their brains are sick, they can't talk to them, they are full of camp wars."
Well, this orc brother is an old Azerothian fritter, and when he talks about his compatriots from the established timeline of fate, he obviously snorted.
"It's estimated that I'll go to Garrosh." The elf soldiers also snorted.
"Yes, I don't like them. My tauren and troll friends don't like them either."
The orc rode back on the wolf, nodded, and waved the trade caravan to move on.
Everything is the same as before, except that people are alive, and they always want to act a little.
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