In October, the weather has already had a little chill.

Near Orgrimmar, Thal watched the tribe members who had hunted a large number of velociraptors and hung the dragon flesh on wooden stands and frowned, but he frowned.

Durotal is not bad.

Although it is a bit desolate, it is enough to allow the orcs to reproduce and survive again.

The problem is that Durothal appears to be lacking...wood due to its desolation!

Thrall had the honor to see humans using magical building materials called "cement". He learned more than once how this so-called cement is perfect and hard from the orc predecessors.

It is a blessing for humans to let go of orcs because of the damn undead creatures. Thrall never dared to expect Duke to be kind and send cement to orcs to support the construction of Orgrimmar City.

Unfortunately, the orc craftsmen in this westward migration team only made brick and wood houses. These craftsmen who were once orc craftsmen told Thrall that with the existing craftsmanship, if they did not have enough solid, thick and long enough to put in good wood, they would not be able to make houses more than two stories.

So are the city walls!

After hearing about the terrifying artillery fire of the dwarves, Thrall made up his mind that Orgrimmar also needed a city wall, enough to withstand the city walls bombarded by those rough artillery artillery.

The problem returns to the origin again. To shape the city wall, the orcs' craftsmanship still requires a lot of good wood.

Thrall called Grom Hellscream.

"Grom, the tribe needs the service of you and your tribe."

"You said. I'll do it." Grom, who had been eating fat recently, looked very energetic with blood roaring.

"The tribes need a lot of good wood to build cities and walls. Unfortunately, it's a bad place to the west of Durotal."

"Barrels, right? It's a bad and apt name indeed." Grom curled his lips.

"The spies of the tribe have gone to more than a week from Durothal. The southern part of the Barren Land is also a bad place with no trees. The Stone Claw Mountains to the west are not much better. The only one with plenty of wood is the Ashes Valley to the north of the Barren Land."

“What’s the problem there?”

"I don't know, maybe it's a certain intelligent race, or a huge beast in some communities. Anyway, none of the scouts who entered the forest in the Ashes Valley came back. This gave me a bad premonition." Thrall frowned. He actually had an ominous premonition.

Unfortunately, the new tribe urgently needs a lot of good wood.

"What do you want the War Song clan to do?"

"You take your men and the five thousand orc carpenters, and cut down enough wood without angering the aborigines of Ashes Valley, and probably the amount of 5 thousand people can carry back, that's almost the same."

"No problem." Grom whistled and walked out of the tent.

"Wait! Grom!" Thrall called out to the tribal hero.

"What?" Grom stopped.

"The tribe is too weak now. If possible, try not to conflict with the large intelligent races on this continent."

Grom smiled, his fangs facing the sky shone with a cold light: "It's okay! No one is my opponent of [Blood Roar]!"

Thrall's premonition of badness was even more intense, and he was indifferent to the fact that there was no other established unit with enough numbers to be available. Lexus was quite relieved, but unfortunately Lexus was just a lone man.

Woking is not bad either, the Dark Spear clan has too few people.

Thrall has no choice.

The tribe didn't know that just less than five hundred kilometers south of the Kokar cliff, the southernmost tip of Durotal, was less than five hundred kilometers south of the place called Theramo Island, Gianna's Alliance Expeditionary Force also gained a foothold.

Moreover, the construction of Theramo Island is much faster than that of the tribe Orgrimmar.

In the middle of the island, a huge five-story tower of mages has risen from the ground.

"It's hard to imagine that such a large building only took us a week, and the rest of the week was actually waiting for the cement to completely dry out." Looking at the Mage Tower, Jaina sighed.

"That's it." Eggwen, the consultant next to him, echoed.

This is not the first time Jaina has seen a rustic bully in cement.

But this magical building material is magical no matter how many times you look at it. As long as the craftsmen mark the location of the piles on the ground, in order to hurry up, Jaina even personally started to use magic to blast holes on the ground.

After the craftsman inserted steel bars and poured into the long and straight holes blasted out with arcane magic, the foundation was only three days away, and then he set up a stake and poured cement into the mold.

As for the cooling of cement, this has never been a problem. For the sake of her new home, Jaina did not hesitate to use frost magic to cool the cement quickly and evenly.

So in just one week, a miracle-like mage tower stood in the center of the island.

If Duke is here, he will definitely praise Jaina for learning without a teacher.

In the history of Duke's journey, when the Americans built the famous Hoover Dam, in order to rush to work, and to allow various parts of a reinforced concrete structure with a weight of more than 100 tons to be cooled simultaneously. After the modeling was completed, liquid nitrogen was directly poured there.

Now, Jaina has done it all with magic.

Seeing the little kingdom in my dreams day by day, and listening to the cheers of the people who traveled across the ocean to take refuge, Jaina was so satisfied.

The only thing that made Jaina extremely confused was that she, Queen Theramore, always seemed to be a little unworthy of her name. There were too many places, and there were the shadow of Duke.

Without cement and the Marcus family's construction team, perhaps in the month of arrival, she had to live in a bad tent. This was a very uncomfortable thing for Jaina, who was born as a princess.

You know, Theramo Island is half surrounded by dust and marsh. Since it is a swamp or a swamp in midsummer in August and September, what is the most?

Mosquito!

Not everyone can run around like Jaina with an ice shield.

The mosquitoes everywhere in the sky and the earth are so annoying to see from afar.

However, the powerful mosquito repellent free of charge, such as the external mosquito repellent lamp, and screen window, solved most of Jaina's troubles very considerately.

Moreover, the extremely crazy new land reclamation project method has made the entire Theramo Island without so-called blind spots from the beginning of its construction.

Not to mention, Duke's large batches of magical materials from Dalaran and Quelthalas were shipped to the ship.

What are you doing?

Directly make magic defense inscriptions on the walls of Theramo Island that will be built!

Jaina held her forehead and said, "I always feel like a kite. When will that bastard Duke asks me to go back, take the string back."
Chapter completed!