Gul'dan was coming in full force and had made up his mind to take advantage of the situation no matter what, and take this opportunity to completely eradicate the disobedient Warhammer clan.

Although he pushed the Black Hand up, Black Hand itself is a famous and fearless and powerful warrior. It is no exaggeration to say that he is the number one orc master. Being able to become a chief is also the result of the operation of the orc political system, and not all of it is Gul'dan's credit.

Therefore, the conflict between Guldan and the Black Hand appeared to be the master and the puppet, but in fact it was very deep. In fact, it was not until Guldan forced the Black Hand to drink the blood of the demon and corroded the Black Hand's mind that he truly controlled the Black Hand and the Great Chief.

At the beginning of the fourth day, a few hours ago, Gul'dan saw with his own eyes that Oak Town was intact and the Warhammer Clan was at a loss. He concluded that there would be no change in these few hours.

The Warhammer Clan is destined to fail the mission.

He could take this opportunity to eradicate this clan that he had never liked.

From the beginning, Gul'dan didn't like this clan, and he didn't know why he chose this clan as the first wave of warriors invading the continent of Azeroth. (Specified in the space)

This error can be corrected at this time!

but!

His face was as gloomy as the darkness before the storm came.

This situation was beyond his expectations!

Oak Town, within just a few hours after his last inspection, has become a colony of orcs.

All humans were killed or captured, and the city hall was captured.

What else did he see?

An orc hall!

An orc hall that should never have appeared here has risen from the ground, from the promise of the young chief to an iron reality!

How is this possible?

His eyes were almost glaring out.

Gromash, Kilrog, Kagas, Durotan, and the Black Hand all looked interested. They were surrounded by the most ordinary orc hall that they were usually in the Orc Continent, and they were too lazy to take a look at. They were amazed and their eyes were shining!

Orcs who can be the chief are not simple-minded people.

When they saw this orc hall for the first time, they realized an extremely critical issue!

"There is a chance to conquer the continent of Azeroth!"

Although the orcs' first wave of attacks have won a great victory, occupying six human towns and capturing as many as 100,000 humans, the hearts of each orc have become even heavier!

Because in the process of attacking human towns, they witnessed the prosperity of human beings!

Every town has a population of over 10,000, and the central highland city even has a population of 100,000!

Even the most brave and warlike Black Stone clan, under the personal leadership of Black Hand, took a full three days to hit the walls of the Highland City dozens of times before finally killing the human guard heroes, destroying the human defenders, and capturing this second-level town!

The Black Stone clan suffered tens of thousands of casualties!

In other clans, even the War Song clan with the least casualties, more than 500 orcs were killed.

If this continues, the first wave of the seven orc clans landed in the land is like a flood that rushed into the dry desert. Although it was unstoppable at first, it will eventually penetrate, disperse, absorb and drain the last drop of blood as conquest and war deepen.

The orcs are indeed powerful in combat, the humans are indeed inferior in combat, and they are not prepared enough, but!

This is their base camp. The human race can mobilize wars at a rapid speed. The soldiers and troops are recovering quickly, and even the speed of reconstruction exceeds the speed of loss. The more they fight, the more brave they become, the more brave they are. There are only so many people in the seven clans teleported by the beast tribe, one less is the death!

When the young chief of the Warhammer clan patted his chest and promised to complete the task of building an orc base, no one, including the Black Hand, really believed that he could do it.

But what is before them at this moment is more fact than words!

An ordinary and even somewhat simple orc hall stands quietly in the heart of the human town, and 26 orc laborers are completing the final decorative and construction work.

Seeing these 26 orc laborers, Gromash, Kilrog, Kagas, Durotan, the black hand, and even Gul'dan, their eyes were shining!

They looked at the most powerful Taurus and Kodo beasts in their tribe, and their eyes did not shine like this!

This kind of eyes is like a mother looking at a newly born baby, full of love, hope and light!

These weak orc laborers are the orc clans who conquered the Azeroth continent and the most important fire of hope!

If an orc tribe can only retain one type of troops, and all other types of troops must be abandoned, all orc chiefs, even Gromash, the most warlike, most fanatical, and most despised the weak War Song chief, would not hesitate.

Their only choice is to keep the orc labor!

With hard work, everything is there.

Gold, wood, construction, arms!

Any orc tribe needs to be based on the orc labor.

At this time, what did they see when they completed the first round of fierce battles with humans, killing one thousand enemies and losing 800 to themselves?

I saw 26 orc laborers building an orc hall that could not be more ordinary on the distant coastline, rich gold mines and vast forests!

Gromash, Kilrog, Kagas, Durotan, the black hand, and even Gul'dan, their eyes were shining!

They saw the hope of the orcs!

All the chiefs suddenly turned around and looked at Lin Qing!

There were various complex expressions in their eyes, staring at Lin Qing, as if they wanted to find out the secret that this young chief could do this.

Lin Qing also read a lot from their eyes.

Gromash suddenly spoke, "Ten thousand, human captives! Exchange! Hall and hard work"

The language of orcs is composed of such a simple vocabulary.

Lin Qing smiled.

Ten thousand human captives are equivalent to 30,000 glory values!

This is a huge number.

The prisoners of the War Song clan at this time were finally nothing but this number.

Gromashken took out so many prisoners, exchange halls and hardworking, and undoubtedly, he was attracted by the value of this orc town.

Kagas smiled gloomyly and said, "I'll give 15,000! Exchange!"

Gromash roared: "You don't have that, so much!"

Kagas licked his mouth: "There will be on credit in the future!"

Kilrog sneered: "If you can make a credit, I can pay 30,000!"

Durotan laughed heartily: "If you can pay on credit, all the human captives of the Frost Wolf clan will belong to you in the future!"

The chiefs quarreled, and they were jealous and thick-necked. They were very disagreeable and they were about to sway their fists and move their knives.

Even so, the chiefs did nothing.

They see the future.
Chapter completed!