Chapter 33 Is It Possible for the Orcs to Have German-Equipped Divisions?

Phrenology is one of the most common topics for the Draenei.

As early as the Second Co-Governance of Argus, this theory of studying skulls and inferring intelligence began to become popular in Argus.

Its supporters believe that the intelligence, willpower, memory and perception of the Eredar, or the Draenei, correspond to the various sizes and shapes of the skull.

According to some of their theories, if the skull structure of an Eredar is suitable for casting spells, then even after the individual dies, his skull is still suitable for guiding magical energy.

In simple terms, if you have a good brain, you are a spellcasting genius, and you are superior in this arcane civilization.

For example, Archimonde the Defiler, a famous leader of the Burning Legion, is a master of this skull theory.

"Benefit your words." Nergo smiled and responded, "But can your phrenology also study orcs?"

"I always thought that this theory is only useful for the skulls of you Draenei people." Nergo asked.

After all, the orcs and the draenei are not the same species. If you use the research on the draenei to force the orcs, it is like you use the strategy of other games to this game.

"We have many differences, such as skin, age, and customs." Sodoan touched his head, "but phrenology is not limited to us draenei."

"We have seen many races and tried to use phrenology to infer them."

Nergo was speechless and began to look at the other draenei.

Nine draenei, except for a girl, the rest were male draenei, and Nergo's main focus was on the female draenei.

"Are there children in your team?" Nergo looked at Sodoan puzzled.

"Child?" All the Draenei couldn't help laughing when they heard this, including Thordoan. But soon, he restrained his expression a little, "We Draenei are very long-lived, but we grow slowly. Although she may look only about 10 years old, she is almost 30 years old."

Nergo widened his eyes. 30 years old, so petite, what's legal...

Okay, Nergo retracted his impolite thoughts, "Shordoan."

"Hmm?"

"I want to know what goods your caravan has." Nergo said, "If there is something I want, I am willing to buy it from you."

Shordoan smiled and said, "Some decorations and some weapons."

He took a sledgehammer, "I don't know if you orcs will like this kind of weapon, maybe you can try it."

Nergo looked at the hammer in front of him. Just like their forgers, these hammers are gorgeous but heavy, and there is magic flowing on the crystal-like hammer head.

"He is beautiful and looks very practical." Nergo whispered.

"How many weapons like this do you have?" Nergo raised his head and asked.

"Not much, hammers, crossbows, and two shields, there are not many equipments in our caravan that need to be sold." A Draenei took over and said.

"As for swords..." He smiled and said, "I know you orcs don't like those weapons."

This time, he really found a treasure!

Nergo was overjoyed. The orcs of this era were not in the period of Azeroth's technological explosion. They had aircraft carriers and artillery. At that time, the orcs' technological level was not high.

Are there any good weapons?

Yes, Blood Roar and Hammer of Destruction, which are all magical weapons.

But what does this have to do with ordinary orcs?

And these Draenei weapons are definitely better than most Warsong orcs' weapons in the current Warsong Clan.

After all, the Draenei technicians are much more knowledgeable and skilled than the orc blacksmiths.

It's like if you throw modern weapon forging enthusiasts into the Middle Ages, even if the materials are limited, the quality of the weapons made will probably be much better than that of the ancients.

At this time, Nergo had already thought about establishing trade routes and connections with the Draenei and forming a "German-equipped division".

"I want to invite you to my clan." Nergo said: "I am from the Warsong Clan. Aren't you a caravan? I think the clan needs your goods, and you can get what you want from the Warsong Clan."

Sodoan seemed very interested in this proposal. He called the others to come, as if he wanted to carefully consider the feasibility of this matter.

"I doubt whether your people will welcome us." A Draenei asked.

Nergo looked at him and assured him: "My people may not be so enthusiastic, but they will never do anything unfriendly."

Who cares, just trick him first.

Anyway, there is no orc who doesn't like the Draenei's goods.

"Then it's decided."

After getting the promise, several Draenei thought about it and felt that this matter was worth doing, so they agreed to Nergo's proposal.

"Okay then." Nergo smiled happily. "Tomorrow morning, we will go back to Grommash together. I will take you to see Chief Hellscream."

"Golmar what?" Thodoan seemed to be unaware that Grommash had inherited his father's rights to become the chief.

"Not really." Nergo shook his head. "That was our chief's father. He died of exhaustion in a battle with the Gronn."

He said with some sigh: "His body was bitten to pieces by a huge Goron. But before dying, Gormash still tried his best to smash his battle ax Blood Roar into the giant beast's body. In the eyes. When they collapsed, it was the Goron who died first."

"What a heroic death."

"You seem envious?" the little Delaney girl asked.

She seemed to have difficulty understanding this custom of the orcs.

"Of course." Nergo looked at her strangely, "I mentioned this in the conversation with Sodoan just now."

"This heroic death is what all Warsong orcs dream of. This brave warrior earned the surname Hellscream for his family." Nelgo said.

"What a shocking race." The little girl muttered, causing the other draenei to burst into laughter. "I told you to study more history, but no, you don't even know basic common sense."

"I'm just curious why all orcs are like this." Her blue skin began to turn a little red. She didn't care about the conversation between Sodoan and Nergo just now, which also led to her making a little joke.

"If they were not warlike and martial, then the orcs would have perished long ago." Nergo explained: "Just like you Draenei believe in the way of the Holy Light, all orcs are born to receive this kind of education. It's a strange thing to have a coward in this environment."

Just like him, he had doubts when he first crossed over, doubting whether he could adapt to the life of an orc.

But later, he found that he was very accepting of this kind of life, and he didn't know if he was affected by the body of the orc, or if he was really more suitable for the customs of the orc.

He is simply the most orcish of all the orcs now.