Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

The Red Cloud Terrace stood like a towering staircase in the southern part of Mulgore. Unlike the steep slope in the game that was only four or five meters high, Garin estimated from a distance that the cliff was at least a hundred meters high.

It was already dusk, and an afternoon had passed since Jialin and the Eagle Wind Clan set out. The clouds on the high platform in the south were bright red, worthy of the name Red Cloud.

Along the way, Garin was admiring the scenery of South Mulgore. Without the harassment of the wild boar men, the entire grassland seemed quiet, peaceful and full of vitality. Gray mountain eagles were circling on the cliffs. When the prairie wolves and chocobos saw Garin and his huge team, they also hid in the shade of the grass and shivered early.

From Garin's perspective, he felt that the most suitable place to build a city in the entire Mulgore was not the platforms where Thunder Bluff was currently located, but the Red Cloud Terrace.

In terms of rainfall, the entire Mogaore Grassland has little difference, so the underground water storage in the Red Cloud Terrace is also very abundant. In the later period, the Eagle Wind Clan also built many wells on the terrace.

In terms of topography, Red Cloud Terrace is as easy to defend as the circular pillars of Thunder Bluff. As long as a row of walls are built along the cliffs that are higher than the grassland to the north, the defense will basically be more stable. This is what the Eagle Wind Clan did in later generations.

There is another important reason. The area of ​​Red Cloud Terrace is larger than several pillars of Thunder Bluff. It is good fertile land. Even if a large number of enemies break through the gates of Mulgore, they can still retreat to Red Cloud Terrace and rely on this large piece of fertile land for farming. There are also many wild animals, so they can be completely self-sufficient. Just like the Thornboar, they escape as defeated people and can accommodate 50,000 people here.

Moreover, the surrounding mountains are rich in copper, iron and tin mines. Garin was very greedy for such strategic materials, so he chose to send troops to help the Tauren solve the harassment from these alien races in exchange for mining rights!

As for why the Minotaur did not choose this place, it was probably because Garin’s habits as a human were different from those of the Minotaur.

The team was heading southwest of Bloodhoof Village. The Tauren hunters were acting as scouts. As early as a year ago, they had discovered that the best entrance to the Red Cloud Terrace was at the westernmost end, and the site of the Naraqi camp was right near this entrance, so this camp was also built to control the main traffic route!

When night fell, the large army had just arrived near the western entrance of Hongyun Terrace. As long as they passed the canyon formed by the mountains and cliffs in front, they would officially enter Hongyun Terrace.

Marching at night, especially through a canyon that is several hundred meters long, is too dangerous, even though Garin is certain that the wild boar people do not have the ability or courage to organize another ambush.

According to Screaming Thornybear, the two strong men of their Thornblade tribe, Thornmantu and him, one died and the other surrendered. Except for a few old guys in the tribe who are still strong, the others are not up to standard.

With your talent pool, how can you be confident enough to become the chief of the Quillboar?

Jialin said that he had been saving for several years, but he still hadn't found all the commanders of the fifteen legions, and you are all his younger brothers!

Setting up camp, cooking, the Tauren seemed to have this kind of march ingrained in their bones. After all, they were a race that had been on the run for a hundred years, and they could set up camp much faster than Garin's three legions.

After the meal, Garin called Hogg over.

"Hogg, your mission is about to begin!"

"Please give me your orders, Master!"

"The White-haired Gnolls are entrenched near the mountains to our north, near a cave called White-haired Stone. You will set out tonight, camp and hunt in the wild, and make your equipment look a little worn out. Then always remember that you are a Gnoll from the East Continent. You were deceived by a group of green-skinned people who called themselves goblins and told them that there was a lot of wealth in the West Continent. After you arrived, you found that they just wanted to sell you as a slave, so you escaped and wandered around!"

Garin made up a background story on the spot. It didn't matter if it was a bit ordinary. In Garin's eyes, the White-maned Tribe was just a bunch of country bumpkins who had never seen the world. Plus, Hogg was a genuine werewolf, so he wasn't afraid of being exposed. Who could believe that someone would train a sub-human werewolf?

"Remember?"

Garin emphasized it again, intending to make Hogg remember his mission, so that he could eventually successfully control the tribe of white-haired werewolves and allow Garin to fulfill his promise to Kane without bloodshed.

"I will definitely complete the master's mission!"

Hogg's eyes also became serious.

To Hogg, Garin was like his reborn parent. He could feel Garin's kindness towards him, and he spared no effort to train him. He sent people to teach him knowledge and martial arts, and most importantly, he also provided him with food, allowing him to successfully grow into his current height of about two meters, which was many times taller than the average member of the same race.

Hogg was also loyal to Garin and completely regarded himself as Garin's pet. The training was so difficult that he was always beaten black and blue by the paladins. Learning the language was so difficult that his tongue was tied and his brain was a mess. However, in order not to disappoint Garin, Hogg worked twice as hard to complete it.

Garin looked at Hogg, the Alliance's small-time killer who had been entrenched in Elwynn Forest in the original time and space. Now he had successfully passed the test of Aragorn. Although his eighth-level strength was not top-notch, he was still a pillar for some small forces.

He was tall, with yellow-gray hair. In order to conform to the identity of a runaway slave, Garin asked him to take off his fine steel shoulder armor. At this moment, he only had a collar covered with spikes on his body. He had just put on a simple leather armor. It looked ordinary, but it was a triple-defense leather armor produced by the base's blacksmith shop. His weapons were two one-handed axes.

He reached out and patted Hogg's shoulder, then stuffed a return scroll specially made by Gandalf into the inside of the leather armor on his chest. This return scroll would be activated as long as he received a fatal blow.

This thing is a must-have for all the generals under Garen. Even if a corpse is teleported back, Gandalf can immediately bring it back to Aragorn for the final rescue!

When Garin said goodbye to Hogg, he actually felt like he was seeing off a wanderer.

Hogg was even worse. His eyes were moist and sparkling, and his face looked reluctant and aggrieved. It was so touching.

"Go!"

After Garin finished speaking, Hogg turned and left. As he walked out of the tent, he turned back and glared fiercely at Xingba who was lying beside Garin.

Hogg is off!