Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

The cause of Azeroth is progressing in an orderly manner, and everything is in line with Garen's plan.

The gnomes and dwarves assisted in the reconstruction of Stormwind, while the kobolds and VanCleef's engineering corps took charge of the expansion of Stromgarde.

In the early stages of the expansion, when Gandalf was still locating Draenor in Azeroth, Go'el commanded the earth elementals Gal and Rokor to move mountains and reclaim land in the Gulf of Faldir. The mountains to the north of the bay were directly flattened, and the area of ​​the future Stromgarde was expanded by half!

In addition to the construction of the royal city, economic recovery was also put on the agenda. The three countries of Stromgarde, Ironforge, and Kul Tiras jointly built a port in the wetlands.

The wetland is a swamp filled with small pools of water. In addition to lush grass and some bushes, it is also rich in boneset grass, wild steel flower, living root grass and royal blood grass. These are the herbs required for alchemy and are in short supply in the market of humans and high elves.

In addition, except for the west side facing the sea, the other three sides are surrounded by mountains. To the south are the Khaz Modan Mountains, and to the east and north are the mountains of the Northeron Highlands. In addition to rich copper, iron and tin mines in the mountains, there is also a rare igneous rock deposit.

As the territory adjacent to Loch Modan to the south and southeast of Arathi Highlands, the original plan was for Stromgarde and Ironforge to develop it jointly. However, in order to quickly turn the local specialty into gold, Galen invited Prince Drake of Kul Tiras to invest.

In the end, the Trollbane family was responsible for providing labor to mine herbs and build ports, accounting for 50%, the Bronzebeard royal family was responsible for mining, accounting for 35%, and the Proudmoore family was responsible for shipping and sales, accounting for only 15%.

The port built by Stromgarde was named: Port of Trollbane.

Garen stayed leisurely in the Alleria Fortress for more than two months. In addition to remotely controlling the small group's great leap forward development in Stromgarde in Azeroth, he also continuously transported large troops from Azeroth to Draenor.

Except for the two legions of Varokal and Omar who remained in Azeroth, Heni, Faldir, Flar and Kimir, who were freed from having to continue pretending to be bootlickers, came to the New World with the second to fifth legions respectively.

After arriving in Draenor and being away from the sight of those guardian dragons, Garen let himself go, gave up his low-key policy, and directly expanded these regular legions. In addition to the original 8,000 heavy infantry and musketeers, he also added 1,000 high-level knights and 1,000 mid-level wizards to each legion.

A legion has a full ten thousand men!

Together with the Ragetide Legion, the Stormwind Legion, and the Thunderbolt Legion, there are currently seven reorganized legions with 70,000 troops stationed in Draenor.

In addition, Garin also recruited more than a thousand Broken Ones who originally lived in the Swamp of Sorrows and sent them to Draenor to serve as guides and scouts for his army.

One day, Garin woke up in a daze and heard Alleria practicing archery outside in the yard next door. He didn't know what was going on. Ever since their fortress was built and they had settled here permanently, Alleria always looked at him strangely every day, and Garin was puzzled.

Did Aurelia take the wrong medicine?

and many more?

Alleria?

Alleria Fortress?

Hold the grass!

Jialin did a somersault!

Suddenly I realized what was happening and sat up in shock!

What the hell did I do!

I actually named the fort after my sister-in-law!

It's over! It's over!

If Sylvanas finds out, I'm dead!

The hair on the back of Jialin's neck stood up!

At this moment, his desire to survive was overwhelming, his brain was working fast, there must be a way to remedy the situation, I don’t want to die yet!

Got it!

Garin immediately selected a thousand-man farmer team from the fortress, and then ordered his own Gale Legion to dispatch half of its forces to attack the valley just north of the Bone Wasteland. After occupying the valley, the farmers worked overtime to build buildings and build walls, and then dug out a huge rock with the words Sylvanas Fortress engraved on it in high elven characters!

However, in order not to embarrass Alleria, Garin decided to wait until Shiva came and then place the stone in a conspicuous place.

Originally, it would take at least half a year to build a fortress, and even farmers would need a month to build the city walls. However, under Garin's full supervision, the fortress was completed in fifteen days!

Then pull the legions of Heni and Faldir from Ashran and garrison them in this fortress to defend against the Draenei Lost Ones occupying Tuurem in the north.

call!

Garin breathed a sigh of relief. He had inadvertently disturbed Alleria's heart for the sake of sentimentality. Even though Garin was slow-witted, he could tell that Alleria seemed to have special feelings for him.

To be honest, with two stunning beauties on both sides, and sisters at that, plus all kinds of indescribable attributes, no one could refuse.

but!

One of them is called Sylvanas!

Your Majesty!

Garin felt that if he really had an idea, he would have to prepare a few more cross seals of rebirth.

While he was daydreaming, soldiers patrolling the periphery came to report that they had discovered a Draenei squad fighting outside their camp.

They are finally here. This should be the envoys from Prophet Velen that Archbishop Maladar mentioned. I just don't know who is coming.

Garin asked someone to inform Garona that after they finished discussing the business, he could also help her ask about Maraad's news.

That's right. Garen learned the names of the existing Draenei high-ranking officials from Archbishop Maladaar, and recalled that the legendary great-uncle of Med'an was the high-ranking Draenei garrison commander: Maraad.

Garin quickly called Alleria and took the paladin guards to the location mentioned by the patrol team.

On the bank of a river south of the town of Tuurem, Maraad, the leader of the delegation, was fighting against the Lost Ones who had lost their minds, holding a huge purple crystal hammer: the Hammer of the Naaru.

However, this elite team obviously showed mercy to these former compatriots and simply knocked them down without killing them.

However, this group of Lost Ones would not appreciate their kindness. When Shattrath fell, the orc warlocks used a terrible poisonous fog to contaminate all the Draenei in the city. When these Draenei were rescued and gradually woke up, they found that they had inevitably been corroded by the poisonous fog.

In addition to their deformed appearance, they also lost their sensitivity to the Holy Light and the power of the Holy Light. They were unable to resist the corrosion caused by the poisonous fog, their thinking began to become fuzzy, and their minds gradually became confused.

However, those healthy Draenei were afraid that they would be infected. For the sake of themselves and their children, they excluded this group of Lost Ones and drove them away, not allowing them to stay in the Draenei camp, thus exiling them in disguise.

Abandoned by the Holy Light and isolated by their fellow men, the Broken became extremely desperate. Many of them completely lost their minds and became confused and helpless walking corpses. They were called the Lost Ones.

Tuurem is the town occupied by the Lost Ones. When they saw a group of healthy Draenei passing by, they remembered the hatred of being exiled. How could they let Maraad and the others go!