Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

As mentioned earlier, before Shaohao, the last emperor of the Pandaren, sealed the evil spirit and turned into mist to cover Pandaria, he disbanded his empire and allowed the Pandaren to enter local autonomy.

But Shaohao still left some official organizations.

The first and foremost is definitely the Shado-Pan, a violent organization responsible for guarding the Sha, maintaining border security, and eliminating any potential threats to the Pandaren.

Then there is the Golden Lotus, a faction of civil servants responsible for handling matters that cannot be resolved by the various villages and making decisions to guide the development direction of the Pandaren.

The Wandering Scholars that Zhou Zhuo belongs to are also an official organization. It was formed after the revolution in which the Pandaren overthrew the rule of the Mogu. A Pandaren named Song traveled around the world, spreading the legends and teachings of the late rebel leader Kang, and exhorting those he met along the way to discover the harmony of their inner emotions.

As time went by, more and more people began to follow in Song's footsteps. They were not only good at telling stories, but also acted as conflict mediators, skillfully using fables and metaphors to defuse tense situations.

But this is just a superficial phenomenon.

The members of the Wandering Scholars traveled across the entire continent, even setting foot on the dangerous Mantis Plateau. Ostensibly they were doing so for adventure, but in reality they were summarizing what they had seen and heard along the way, then analyzing whether there were any anomalies and whether they should be reported to the Golden Lotus and the Shado-Pan.

The Wandering Scholars can be said to be an intelligence agency similar to the Imperial Guards. Note that it is an intelligence agency and they do not have law enforcement powers.

Basically, these three organizations can handle ordinary affairs in the Pandaren territory. Once they are unable to solve it, they will choose to seek help from the four supreme gods.

In this way, the Pandaren’s rule lasted for more than 10,000 years. However, no matter what system it is, it will eventually need to adapt to the times. Now that various crises have emerged one by one, the time to test the Pandaren system has come again.

"A huge number of alien races appeared in Kun-Lai Summit. They were blue or green, tall, and had fangs. They were suspected to be looking for the tomb of the tyrant Lei Shen. In Mogu Cape, it was found that Mogu were reviving the Tao Yong warriors who had been sealed for thousands of years!"

When the scholar finished his report, Zhou Zhuo looked solemn.

"Is it serious, Lao Zhou?" Lao Chen is a Pandaren who grew up on the Wandering Isle. He doesn't know as much about the various things in Pandaria as Zhou Zhuo. Even though he heard the words of the travelogue just now, he didn't realize anything was wrong.

"When the Mogu Empire fell apart, the sky gradually became brighter, and the rivers were no longer bloody. The victorious Pandaren buried the dead Mogu troops collectively in the Kun-Lai Mountains. This was a way for the ancestors to show respect to the colonial rulers."

"But there have been rumors in Pandaria that the God of Thunder will be resurrected again!"

Zhou Zhuo stood up and began to pace around their table:

"Pandaria, surrounded by mountains. Dark Ages, ancient and ancient.

Despair raged, terror loomed, thunder and lightning howled in the Splendid Sacred Valley.

The sky and the earth were dark, giving rise to bad omens. His name was Lei Shen, the king of thunder and lightning.

Lightning flashes and thunder roars, the earth withers. The power of God is infinite, and there is no way to go against it.

The tyrant's iron fist leaves no one in danger. The palace towers high into the sky.

The king's power is strong and powerful, and people from all over the world come to pay tribute. But the slaves are so tired and shackled.

Time has passed, and tyrants cannot escape.

Thunder sleeps in Kun-Lai Col. Blood of Zandalari, bless him.

The voice of the Zandalari calls to him. Hear the clarion call, heroes.

The Thunder King is coming. The Thunder King is coming! "

Zhou Zhuo seemed to feel great fear from this ancient poem. He leaned over the table with his hands and gasped for breath.

"Because of this poem, the Zandalari trolls, the ancient allies of Thundergod, once again gathered their troops to attack the newly established Pandaren Empire!"

"The leaders of the Zandalari armies foresee defeat in their wars, and one day their forces will be defeated in battle against the pandaren and their cloud dragon riders."

"So they enshrined the body of the Thunder God in the Tomb of the Conqueror. A fierce battle broke out. At that time, the leader of the Pandaren, Jiang, sacrificed himself, shattered the trolls' conspiracy to resurrect the Thunder God, killed the Zandalari warlord Mengaz, and drove the remaining trolls out of Pandaria!"

Listening to Zhou Zhuo's story, Sylvanas slammed the table. This action scared Legolas, Arator and Lili who were listening to the story. The little flying dragons in their hands also crawled into their owner's arms with a frightened look on their faces.

"So you're saying that those burly aliens with fangs in their mouths are trolls?"

The hatred between the high elves and the trolls could last for three days and three nights. Although the high elves were in the wrong at the beginning, once the survival of the race was involved, right and wrong no longer mattered.

"I'm just guessing!"

"No, I am sure they are trolls, and the Zandalari trolls, the overlords of all trolls!" Sylvanas was very sure.

Alleria also agreed with her sister's words, and she took out a scroll, opened it, and found the image of the Zandalari troll for Zhou Zhuo's men to identify.

"Yes, it's them!"

"I knew the Zandalari trolls would be lonely again!"

As the former ranger general, Sylvanas has fought against the Zandalari trolls.

If they hadn't sent reinforcements to Zul'Aman to save Zul'jin, Zul'Aman would have been destroyed by her long ago. How could it have survived for several years and then been secretly conquered by Garen...

It makes me angry just thinking about it, that is a military achievement that destroyed a country!

Enough for a statue of Sylvanas to be erected in the square of Silvermoon City for people to admire!

"Humph! Eat, then go into the mountains and kill them!"

Seeing their mother speaking, Legolas and Arator, who had been salivating over the delicious food for a long time, immediately started eating with their chopsticks and mouthfuls of food.

Old Chen glanced at the mistress who had already made a decision, sighed, and then silently called out to his boss in his heart while eating.

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There is a small plain at the northern foot of the Kun-Lai Mountains, where only a small number of pandaren live.

This pandaren village is called Zhuojin Village.

A battle took place here not long ago.

It was a landing battle.

More than a dozen warships have entered the small fishing boat port in Zhuojin Village. Many fishing boats are burning on the sea, and the fire is almost reaching the water level.

The enemy's warships kept throwing stones at the village. The huge rocks rolled and smashed the houses, but for some reason, no one saw the smashed bodies of the villagers.

Apparently the villagers here evacuated immediately after realizing that they were no match for the enemy.

After Zhuojin Village was wiped off the map by these naval warships, their crews began to disembark from the warships.

Several Zandalari trolls wearing priest robes came onto the land, surrounded by a group of troll warriors and Mogu.

Except for a small number of Mogu scouts, this army is composed of Zandalari soldiers. It is a coalition force of Zandalari trolls and Mogu.

Although Garen and the Zandalari fleets crossed the fog and entered the territory of Pandaria almost one after another, because of different purposes, the Zandalari trolls did not land immediately.

They first established a base on the Behemoth Island in the north to capture the dinosaurs on the island!

Those were the dinosaurs left behind by the Zandalari troll army ten thousand years ago. After ten thousand years of reproduction, they had spread all over the island. Although there were dinosaurs in the Zandalari fleet, their number was limited. The dinosaurs on the Isle of Behemoths were just right for the trolls to capture and use as war machines.

Their second step was to contact the Mogu on the Doomsday Island outside Kun-Lai Summit, and then form an alliance to march into the tomb in the Valley of the Emperors, seize the body of Thundergod and hold a resurrection ceremony.

The leader of this coalition was none other than Khazul, and behind him were Gara'al the Soulbinder, Jalak the God of War, Jin'rok the Breaker, and several Mogu warlords.

These Mogu warlords are one and a half heads taller than the Zandalari trolls. Their dark skin, sturdy bodies, and lion-like demeanor are a perfect fit for the continent of Pandaria.

Their eyebrows, beards, and hair formed a sharp black and white contrast with his skin. In terms of appearance, they looked exactly like the Mogu stone sculptures he had seen for the first time.

When they got off the boat, a troll warrior and a mogu warrior came up to them. They snapped to attention and saluted everyone neatly.

"Have you figured out the situation?"

The Zandalari God of War Jalak, the military leader of this mission, asked the two scout captains who had landed in advance.

"We have done everything we can to confirm it, General!"

The Zandalari scout captain turned his head inland. "For pre-war infiltration investigation, we sent a small team of scouts through the valley to the west. Two of them swam to the other side, killed two pandas who were fishing there, and occupied the high ground over there. They are still there waiting for the next order. In the meantime, the other scouts continued to move inland. Everything is going according to plan."

"What's going on with those casualties? Was the resistance fierce?" Jalak asked dissatisfiedly as he glanced at the corpses of a dozen trolls and mogu lying on the ground.

The Zandalari's eyes were filled with shame: "Their warriors are very elite and very difficult to deal with!"

He waved his hand, and the troll scout behind him carried a dead panda man who had been hit by two arrows and came in front of everyone.

At this time, Khazul also stepped forward curiously to observe the enemy they would face this time.

Even though the panda guard had fallen dead, still wearing a suit of armor with a roaring tiger pattern on it, his face still showed an innate sense of humor and friendliness.

The prophet squatted down and poked the panda man's thigh with the long staff in his hand. Although the body was already stiff, he could still judge from the touch of the long staff that the panda man had strong and firm muscles.

"It's hard to imagine that this fat body can have such strong fighting power."

Khazul sighed, as if remembering the Zandalari army that invaded Pandaria ten thousand years ago.

"How many are there in total?"

“Four!”

The scouts carried up three more Pandaren corpses. They were all wearing light armor and carrying light weapons so that they could move quickly.

More than thirty scouts from our side were killed here. Although most of them were Mogu, the other side only sacrificed four Pandaren?

"Humph!"

Jalak snorted in dissatisfaction, obviously blaming the Mogu for their low fighting power. He even felt that these four enemies were killed by his own soldiers, and the Mogu were only a drag.

The Mogu Marshal was a little unhappy. What do you mean?

But just when he was about to get angry, his colleague pulled him and motioned for him to look behind him.

Behind them is the pet of the God of War Jarak, a gigantic blue triceratops!

It was a true behemoth, extremely rare in all of Azeroth. Even when it was lying on the ground, it was almost the same size as a dragon, with blue and white stripes all over its body.

There is a thick bone plate on its forehead, and on the edge of the bone plate are ten bone-white fangs. In front of the bone plate are two extremely sharp long horns, which will scare anyone who sees them.

It was also equipped with heavy enchanted steel armor, a skull-shaped saddle on its back, and two heavy battering rams covered with dense spikes on both sides of its body.

This is simply an extremely sharp weapon of war!

As if sensing the gaze of the Mogu Warlord, the Triceratops swung its tail wrapped with a steel barbed hammer, and a stone on the ground was instantly smashed into powder, and the entire ground was shaking.

The Mogu Marshals shut their mouths instantly. They were just low-level marshals, just following orders. There was no need to risk their lives.

"Hellidon, be quiet. It's not time for you to go out yet." Jalak's attention was drawn away from the casualties of the scouts, and he turned back to comfort his baby.

"General, when we arrived at Doom Island, you told us that there was no army, no militia, and no defense capability on this continent. Now it seems that your intelligence has caused some rather tragic misleading." The Soul Binder Goraya took over from the God of War Jarak and continued to question the two Mogu generals.

"I need you to track down the escaped fish in this village and prevent them from passing on our intelligence!" After sending the two Mogu commanders away, Garaja turned to ask Khazul: "Prophet, what should we do next?"

Khazul listened quietly for a long time. When Garaja asked him, a gleam of light flashed in his cloudy eyes. "Divide the troops into two groups. I will go to the mountains to find the tomb of the Thunder King, and you will go to the Mogushan Treasury to explore the knowledge and power of the Mogu!"

"All for Zandalar! May the Loa guide your path!!"

"Zandalari Lives Forever!!!"

After blessing each other, Khazul led a large army south into the Kun-Lai Mountains, and Gara'al also led a group of Zandalari secret guards to dig up the Mogu'shan Treasury, which contained treasures full of ancient mysteries.

He will bring back all the arcane energy and knowledge he can find to revive the Zandalari Empire!