It was October, and the weather was getting cold.
Near Orgrimmar, Thrall looked at his tribesmen who had hunted down a large number of velociraptors and hung the dragon meat on wooden racks. Thrall, on the other hand, frowned.
Durotar was not bad.
Although it was a bit desolate, there was no lack of prey, which was enough for the Beastmen to reproduce.
The problem was that Durotar lacked … wood because of its desolation!
Thrall was fortunate enough to see the humans use a magical building material called 'cement'. He had heard more than once from the Beastmen seniors about how perfect and hard this so-called cement was.
It was already fortunate that the humans spared the Orcs because of those damned Undead Creatures. Thrall did not expect Duque to be kind enough to send cement to the Beastmen and support the construction of Orgrimmar.
Unfortunately, the Beastmen craftsmen in this westward migration team only knew how to build houses made of wood and bricks. These craftsmen, who used to be Beastmen labourers, told Thrall that with their current technology, they could not build houses that were more than two stories tall and thick enough.
The same went for the city walls!
After hearing about the terrifying firepower of the Dwarves, Thrall decided that Orgrimmar also needed a city wall that could withstand the bombardment of those crude cannons.
Once again, the problem returned to the original point. To shape the city walls, the Beastmen still needed a large amount of good wood.
Thrall called Grom Hellroar.
"Grom, the Horde needs your and your tribesmen's services."
"Speak. I'll do it. "Grom, who had recently eaten a lot and was carrying Hellroar, looked very energetic.
"The Horde needs a large amount of good wood to build a city and a city wall. Unfortunately, the west of Durotar is a terrible place. "
"The Barrenlands, right? That's a terrible and fitting name. "Grom curled his lips.
"The Horde's scouts are already more than a week's walk away from Durotar. The south of the Barrenlands is also a terrible place with few trees. The Stonetalon Mountains to the west aren't much better. The only place with enough wood is the Gray Valley to the north of the Barrenlands. "
"What's wrong there?"
"I don't know. Maybe it's some intelligent race, or some large groups of beasts. Anyway, none of the scouts who went into the forest in the Gray Valley returned. This gives me a bad feeling. "Sal frowned. He actually had an ominous premonition.
Unfortunately, the new tribe urgently needed a large amount of good wood.
"What do you want the Warsong clan to do?"
"Take your men and 5,000 orc carpenters with you. Try your best not to offend the natives of Gray Valley and bring back enough wood. That's about the amount that 5,000 people can carry back. That's about it."
"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 clash with the large intelligent races on this continent."
Grom smiled, his fangs glinting coldly. "It's fine! No one is my [Blood Roar] opponent! "
The bad premonition in Sal's heart grew stronger, but he didn't have another organized army with enough people to use. He was quite at ease with Lexxar, but unfortunately, Lexxar was a lone ranger.
Woking was also not bad, but the problem was that the Darkspear clan had too few people.
Thrall had no choice.
What the Horde didn't know was that less than 500 kilometers south of Durotar's southernmost cliffs, on a place called Theramor Island, Jaina's Alliance Expeditionary Force had also gained a foothold.
Moreover, the construction on Theramor Island was much faster than that of the Horde's Orgrimmar.
In the center of the island, a huge five-story Mage Tower had already risen from the ground.
"It's hard to imagine that such a large building only took us a week. The rest of the week was spent waiting for the cement to completely dry." Jaina sighed as she looked at the Mage Tower.
"That's right." Advisor Aegwynn agreed.
This wasn't the first time Jaina had seen a country bumpkin with cement.
But no matter how many times she saw this magical building material, it was still amazing. As long as the craftsmen marked the location of the piles on the ground, Jaina would even personally use magic to blast holes in the ground in order to save time.
When the craftsmen inserted steel bars into the long and straight deep holes blasted with arcane magic and poured in the mix of cement, the foundation was ready in just three days. Then it was time to erect the piles and pour the cement into the molds.
As for the cooling of the cement, this was never a problem. For her new residence, Jaina did not hesitate to personally use frost magic to cool the cement quickly and evenly.
So in just a week, a miraculous Mage Tower stood in the center of the island.
If Duque was here, he would definitely praise Jaina for being self-taught.
In the history before Duke's transmigration, when the Americans were building the famous Hoover Dam back then, in order to speed up the work and to cool all parts of the reinforced concrete structure that weighed more than a hundred tons at the same time, after the modeling was completed and the cement was poured, liquid nitrogen was poured to cool it directly.
Now, Jaina used magic to complete all of this.
Looking at the little kingdom of her dreams changing day by day, listening to the cheers of the people who came across the ocean to seek refuge, Jaina's heart was filled with satisfaction.
The only thing that made Jaina extremely conflicted was that she seemed to be a bit unworthy of the title of Queen of Theramore. There were too many places where Duque's shadow could be seen.
Without the cement and the Marcus Family's construction team, she might have had to live in a terrible tent for a month after arriving. This was very difficult for Jaina, who was born as a princess.
After all, Theramore Island was half surrounded by the dust swamp. Since it was a swamp, and a swamp in the middle of summer in August and September, what was the most abundant?
Mosquitoes!
Not everyone could run around with an Ice Shield like Jaina.
The mosquitoes that filled the sky and the ground were annoying to see from afar.
However, the powerful mosquito repellent provided by the Marcus Chamber of Commerce for free, the Pa Pa Pa X-rays to kill mosquitoes, and the screen windows very considerately solved most of Jaina's problems.
Moreover, the extremely insane new method of reclamation made the entire Theramor Island have no so-called blind spots from the beginning of the construction of the city.
Not to mention, Duque shipped a large batch of magic materials from the Dalajan and Cuel Salas to the ship.
What was it for?
To directly make magic defense inscriptions for the walls of Theramore Island that were about to be built!
Jaina held her forehead, "I always feel like I'm like a kite. When that bastard Duque wants me to go back, he can just retract the line."
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