Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

At the simple tribal dock in the western part of the wetlands, laborers were working overnight to build an orc-style ship.

Although the goblin engineers guided the orcs step by step in building ships, the orcs inevitably believed in pragmatism and modified many parts of the goblin's guidance plan and built their own ships.

These huge and ugly warships and transport ships made of steel and wood are clumsy but have spacious cabins and can accommodate thousands of orcs at a time.

Orgrim was already getting impatient. The longer they delayed in the south of the strait, the more time the northern humans would have to unite their forces. Moreover, according to reports from a small number of spies who had broken through the strait's defense line, the human kingdom had already begun organizing the last autumn harvest!

Winter is about to come in the north, time is running out!

After Orgrim urgently went to Grim Batol Fortress to inspect the work of the Dragonmaw Clan, he directly asked the Dragonmaw Clan's chief Zuluhed.

"Zuluhed, how is the progress over there? I need more power!" Orgrim was a little anxious. He wanted to land in the north as soon as possible, defeat the human race, and completely occupy the world!

The world of Draenor has collapsed, vitality is being lost, and the orcs, women and children left behind in the rear are still waiting for news of their victory!

"Great Chief, those elegant creatures are strong, dangerous, and unruly. We used the artifact to control their dragon mother. I have now made the dragon mother mate with her mate as quickly as possible to produce dragon eggs!"

Chief Zuluhed the Dragonmaw can be said to be the most resilient figure among the first generation of the Orcish tribe. He is capable, cautious, and wise. Even more than 20 years later, he is still active in Outland!

"How many red dragons can be deployed now?" Although Orgrim was very satisfied with Zuluhed's ability to do things, he still hoped that he could speed up the progress!

"Six! We enslaved the Dragon Queen and coerced eight adult dragons who were trying to rescue us. Grim Batol needs to keep the two strongest ones to mate with the Dragon Queen, so we can only send out six!"

Six is ​​the limit. If Orgrim wasn't the chief, Zuluhed would never have been able to reduce the number of male green dragons to two.

Through his research over this period of time, he has come to understand how creatures like the polydragon reproduce.

The female dragon is responsible for laying eggs, and then the male dragon needs to endow these dragon eggs with his own soul essence. Otherwise, these dragon eggs will at most become brainless beasts with wings after hatching. Not only do they not have the strength of a dragon, they also lack the wisdom of higher life forms!

"Six!"

Orgrim thought about it and continued, "It's far from enough. We have hundreds of warships, and six dragons cannot form an effective air force!"

"Three days! Great Chief, give me another three days, and I can use the magic of the Demon Soul to produce the first batch of dragon eggs. By then, I can provide the tribe with more than 200 dragons and corresponding knights!"

"Okay! I'll wait three days!" In order to ensure the safe march north, Orgrim decided to wait for three days and use these last few days to gather the strength of the tribe and its allies.

After leaving Grim Batol, Orgrim was very wary of the so-called artifact Demon Soul held by Zuluhed. It was too easy for the orcs to obtain it!

A small golden disc is able to control and enslave a Red Dragon Queen who is dozens of meters tall, and the Red Dragon Queen, one of the most powerful creatures in Azeroth, can only be reduced to an egg-laying machine!

Orgrim didn't know whether there was any conspiracy behind this, but out of caution, he was on high alert for the next series of actions.

Orgrim also attached great importance to Zul'jin's 50,000 troops. He secretly transported a large amount of steel weapons to the forest troll army, allowing Zul'jin and his men to replace a large number of primitive stone weapons, greatly increasing the lethality of the troll army.

As for armor, Orgrim said that the orcs could not be fully armed and equipped with enough iron armor, and the trolls' recovery ability was stronger than that of the orcs, so their protective ability was secondary on the battlefield.

After sending a letter to Zul'jin for the last time and agreeing on the time for both parties to act, Orgrim quietly waited for the opportunity to attack.

Since the last military meeting in Tarren Mill, all the Alliance legions have entered a state of war, preparing for the upcoming war.

Admiral Dai Lin, who was originally stationed in Nanhai Town, also personally led the navy to deploy defenses at sea!

Zul'Dre Island is an island located between the Dwarven Dun Morogh Mountains and the Hillsbrad region. It is not large in area and was once a supply station for merchant ships and a transit point for trade between Southshore and Stormwind City. It has been abandoned because of the war.

The experienced Daelin estimated the orcs' sea route in advance and directly led the Kul Tiras and Alliance navies to patrol the nearby waterways.

The Endless Sea is vast and boundless, but Dai Lin feels extremely comfortable leading the fleet on the sea.

He, King Daelin of Kul Tiras, was born for the ocean!

If Daelin Proudmoore had not been born, the Great Sea would have been in darkness forever.

"Report!" A soldier came quickly to report.

"The high elf destroyer ahead sent us a flag signal that a Naga team is approaching."

"Haha, don't be nervous, boys. These are friendly troops sent by Duke Tokaral of Stromgarde."

Dai Lin comforted the sailor who looked like a new recruit. His son Drake was one of Garin's few good friends. With the exchanges in recent years, the relationship between the two countries has become closer. Dai Lin has a good impression of Garin.

Garin had already informed Dailin of the arrival of the Naga troops in advance.

"Have the flag bearer send out a signal and have their leader come over alone to verify his identity!"

Even if they are vassal troops under Garin, they have to follow the normal procedures and first make sure whether they are their own people.

Daelin was at the peak of his life, acting calmly and cautiously, but he was not the admiral who lost his beloved eldest son in later life and became obsessed with hatred for the orcs.

"Zora, the Naga Battalion affiliated with the Legion of Fury, reports in!" Zora, one of the two Naga twins under Garin, boarded Daelin's flagship and handed over the special identity card given to her by Garin.

He is wearing a captain's hat, a tight sailor suit, and his four hands are pressed against his body, as if he will draw out the two scimitars and flintlock pistols at his waist to fight at any time.

Dai Lin looked at the Naga banshee. Putting aside her strength, he admired her captain's outfit very much.

"Welcome, Naga."