Chapter 169 The Dumbfounded Orc (Wei Wuji, Wan Reward Plus More)

Hundreds of thousands of tribal warriors.

It doesn't take so many troops to capture this small human kingdom, not to mention that Orgrim has found the opponent's Achilles' heel - the low city wall in the valley!

Scattering and eating is also a way of survival that orcs have had since ancient times. There is a shortage of food now, let alone gathering such an excessive amount of troops here.

The question is, who will attack the dwarves?

Creatures in nature often have the instinct to judge the strength of each other based on their size. Orcs generally look down on small humans who are mostly as tall as the orc's chest. Not to mention the dwarves who are only as tall as the orc's waist.

From the point of view of the orcs, killing those dwarfs who are not even as good as orc children is really a matter of minutes.

So this is considered a fat job by the orc chieftains.

For a moment, every chief's eyes were eager. Stay here and you will certainly receive a victory. It's a pity that the Great Chief Blackhand and his main force are here, so it is destined that the greatest glory and benefits will go to the Blackstone clan. The other clans could only follow behind and watch the Heishi clan eat meat, and then their own clan would drink some broth.

Going out is different.

risk? When is survival risk-free? In the hometown of "our world" (orcs only call themselves Draenor in this way), every hunting is a fight with their lives on the line. In the eyes of the orcs, risk is not a problem at all.

Every chief unconsciously took a step forward.

Blackhand narrowed his eyes, using his limited brain capacity to think.

Soon, the great chief had a decision.

"Kilrogg! The glory of capturing Ironforge is given to you. I hope your Blood Hollow clan can gain the prestige of our tribe."

"For the Horde!" Kilrogg* Deadeye punched his chest, and there was a bang, and the old orc hero's face was full of blazing excitement.

Blackhand turned his head and looked at Grom Hellscream who arrived at the last moment before the Dark Portal closed: "Your Warsong tribe is going all the way north to capture this kingdom called Stromgarde."

"Hey! My 【Blood Howl】has already become very hungry." Grom's lips turned up, revealing a bloodthirsty smile.

The black hand slapped the rough wooden table, and immediately smashed the corner of the table into pieces of wood: "Other clans, get ready, we will directly climb the mountain and attack the east wall of Stormwind City."

Blackhand and Orgrim are good ideas.

It's a pity that the ideal is full and the reality is very skinny.

After the tribe spent eleven days digging wells and fetching water along the road, Orgrim and the orc army behind him were dumbfounded.

The black hand grabbed Orgrim's neck and roared, "Is this what you call a weak defense?"

The city wall is still the 5-meter-high city wall in the eyes of orcs, but in front of the city wall, there are not only many more urns like the wall outside the main gate of Stormwind City, but also a moat that is five meters wide.

Not only that, there are many huge earth hills behind the city wall, and the flat tops of the hills are filled with various catapults and ballistas. Dozens of arrow towers stand tall, and the javeliners on them can easily cover the javelin beyond the moat.

"Hahaha! Are those green-skinned beasts dumbfounded!?" On the watchtower, Lothar smiled happily as he looked at the hesitant tribal army.

Ryan next to him also smiled convincingly: "It's really thanks to you, Duke, if it weren't for the solution you came up with, we might be finished."

Duke shrugged: "It's nothing, it's just easier to do things with more people."

"You don't need to be humble, you are my lucky star." Ryan smiled.

A simple city defense cannot resist the tide-like impact of the orcs. So Duke, the traverser, used the big move of 'many people are powerful' to deal with the orcs.

It's very simple. Those who are willing to do the hard work of digging the moat for the kingdom, as long as they dig enough earth, can have a ticket to board the ship in advance.

The people are crazy.

Everyone knows that Stormwind City can't hold it anymore, the longer it stays, the higher the chance of death. If it weren't for the surrounding area being surrounded and the sea route being the only way of life, the people would have rioted and fled on a large scale.

How many people are at the pier, trying their best to spend all their wealth, just for an earlier boat ticket.

Don't talk about the nonsense that everyone is equal, the fact is that the more capable and capital people are, the more they can escape from birth early.

Didn't they see that the nobles didn't need to pass through the civilian docks, and directly boarded the new ships of the Stormwind Kingdom's navy in the military port, and fled this desperate Stormwind City lightly?

But now, Duque's policies give these pessimistic people a new hope.

As long as you work hard, you can save yourself and your relatives and friends in advance.

The conditions are not harsh. Migrant workers dug under the cover of ready Stormwind soldiers. Digging the soil of 20 standard carriages can be exchanged for a boat ticket. Kong Wu's strong workers, who don't hesitate to work hard for one or two days, can basically guarantee three to four boat tickets.

In this way, Duke didn't even need to pay wages, and with security as a bargaining chip, he easily added hundreds of large and small urn cities around the east and north walls of Stormwind City, and then built sluice gates, together with the canals in Stormwind City, on the outer city walls. A moat was built on the outside.

Although everything looks so rough and full of flaws, it is much better than the original single 5-meter-high city wall.

Duke looked at Edwin Van Cleef, who had deep dark circles under his eyes and had slept for 10 hours for so many days. Duke smiled gently and patted Van Cleef on the shoulder.

"Good job, Edwin."

"Master, you are flattering yourself." Van Cleef bowed his head hastily.

"I left you and your mason the transport ship 'Sea God' that arrived at the port at noon today. Pack up your things and go to Nanhai Town to wait for me first."

When Van Cleef heard that, his eyes were red: "Master, I..."

Duke stopped Van Cleef from continuing: "It's time for battle, that's not the domain of stonemasons. You go first, the refugees from the Stormwind Kingdom near Southsea Town are still waiting for your house to be built."

After hesitating for half a second, Van Cleef raised his head resolutely: "But I am also a man! I can also fight!"

Duke smiled: "How many orcs can you fight? If you want to play cool in front of Anduin Lothar, you must at least become a professional first?"

"I...I..." Van Cleef's eyes were red, and there were tears in his eyes.

"Go, your lovely Vanessa is waiting for you." Duke's words hit the softest part of the heart of Van Cleef, a tragic hero who originally rose up for the stonemasons in history.

He suddenly knelt down on one knee: "Thank you, master!"