Ogres are a very interesting race, they are from Draenor just like the orcs.

　　 After the Dark Portal was opened, these ogres launched an attack on Azeroth together as the Orcs ally. After the war, the stupid and arrogant ogre thought the little green worms were too weak, so they broke off their alliance.

Today, the footprints of the ogres have spread all over Azeroth. They are talking messy and impenetrable words, twisting their "fitted" pear-shaped figures, and writing easy-to-understand cooking tutorials-from a certain In a sense, most ogres and drunk wind have the same profession, both are cooks, and the difference is that the recipes of ogres are simple and bloody.

　　 As you can tell from the name, the ogres have nothing to do with friendliness, and it's not unusual for intelligent creatures to appear in their recipes.

　　 Don't think that ogres look extremely fat, just think they are easy to deal with, this is a group of flexible dead fat people, their fat is more protective. Anyone who knows about fighting knows that fat works well in withstanding shocks.

　　 On the other hand, under the thick fat, the muscles of the ogre are actually very developed. This is a group of creatures who only know how to eat, sleep and fight, and full exercise makes them very muscular.

　　 When facing a physical attack, the impact of a blunt weapon will be weakened by fat; the cut effect of a sharp weapon is not obvious; the slashing of a sharp weapon will cause the weapon to be directly stuck in the muscle. These big men with an average height of more than three meters are real war machines.

As for magic attacks-this is even more interesting. Don’t worry about how low the IQ of the ogres, but they are also a real race of intelligence, and the double-headed ogres that occasionally appear among the ogres have a pretty good IQ. (They are natural spellcasters).

　　In Draenor, the ogres have their own civilization. The civilization of the ogres is based on the rune stones. The two-headed ogres use the power in the rune stones to tattoo the ogre warriors under their command.

The purpose of these tattoos is not to look scary. This is similar to the magic breaker of the high elves. The powder of the rune stone will hinder the effect of magic and greatly increase the resistance of the ogre warrior to magic-but only for one kind of magic. The last ogre who tried to get two tattoos was torn to blood by the power of the runestone.

In summary, although IQ is very problematic, the ogres are indeed a group of very powerful guys, especially on the frontal battlefield. Any adult ogre has a fighting power of about ninth rank, and Shiquan Shi The epic ogres among the demons are even more numerous.

　　 Unfortunately, in the eyes of Drunk Wind, dealing with these mindless guys couldn't be easier, one way can be easily done-close the door and let the dog... No, I mean come here, let Rexxar!

　　In the original world line, Rexxar once used his ogre blood to defeat the leader of the stonemaul ogre in a duel and control the stonemaul ogre. Although after helping Thrall defeated Dalin to establish Orgrimmar, Rexxar became the treasurer, but this incident proved the feasibility of controlling the ogres.

　　 Now that Stromgarde decided to move, this Arathi Highland has become the land of Lordaeron. Although he will not let it go, Thoras shouldn't mind leaving some ogres to cause trouble for Terenas.

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　　 "Your Majesty Thoras, do you mind if I choose not to defeat the ogres head-on, but to control them?"

　　 Since he cannot reveal his connection with the orcs yet, Zuifeng chose to selectively conceal part of his plan.

"What qualifications do I have to pick and choose?" Hearing Drunk Wind's question, Thoras couldn't help showing a wry smile. "As long as the threat of the ogre is resolved, it is enough. I don't have the thought to go. Drive out those monsters."

　　 Thoras seemed to be really frustrated. In the past ten years after the Dark Portal, he has experienced too much-this made the middle-aged king extremely cautious.

　　 Seeing the helpless Thoras, Drunk Feng could only sigh slightly.

　　 This is the alliance, this is the politics. Named to a powerful enemy, the various congresses of mankind are united to keep warm, but once the crisis is lifted, everyone's true faces will be exposed.

　　 Not every fighter has the same political wisdom as Lothar, so when peace comes, these fighters will always fall in front of their former allies.

　　 The atmosphere is a bit heavy.

　　 At this moment, Old Chen's stomach groaned just right.

　　 Zuifeng and Thoras met and laughed.

　　 "It seems that the shortage of supplies in Stromgarde has caused you a lot of hardship!" Thoras laughed at himself, "Fortunately, I have some surplus food for the king, I will let the kitchen prepare..."

　　 "If you don't mind, let me come!" Drunk wind prevented Thoras from calling the chef. "Your Majesty can also **** craft-my job is not a prophet, but a chef."

　　 Regarding the cooking skills of Drunk Wind, this is already a legend in the Alliance-to use a dish to make a strong orc warrior cry and repent. Had Khadgar not promised that this was not a charm magic, Drunk Wind might have received an invitation letter from Dalaran's lecturer.

　　 Thoras agreed to Drunk Wind's request, and personally led Drunk Wind to the kitchen, and expressed that he would like to take a look nearby.

　　 Zuifeng smiled and started to fill the kitchen with a lot of ingredients.

　　 It can be seen that the lack of materials has a great impact. Even the kitchen of the palace doesn't have many ingredients. After looking carefully for a long time, Zuifeng decided to come up with the simplest dish.

　　 Then Lao Chen and Solas were fortunate enough to see a legendary monk who tried his best to cook.

　　 "Elemental clone!"

　　 The four clones of violent wind, earth, flame, and thunder appeared directly~lightnovelpub.net~ The clone of violent wind summoned a whirlwind, blowing flour onto the cutting board, and after adding water, the clone of earth began to pull and beat continuously.

　　 Thunder Clone stood up into a knife and peeled off a good beef hind leg completely. Then a set of furious thunderbolts hit it, smashing the beef soft and delicious.

　　 Earth Clone used an unusual force to easily pull the dough that was extremely vigorous because of the chocobo eggs. Soon, a large portion of the dough was ready.

　　 Beef and noodles were processed almost at the same time. Another gust of wind rolled up all the ingredients, and then with the help of the flame clone, the beef and noodles in the air were slightly heated.

　　At the same time, the water in the pot is ready. Lei Ting clone crushed a large amount of Ning Shenhua directly, and threw it into the pot after stimulating it slightly with broken jade lightning.

　　 After a busy schedule, a large pot of hot noodle soup was brought up by Drunk Wind.

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　　 Jiang Feng was abandoned by reality, but was reborn in a dream.

　　 Yin a lonely war song from ancient times to the present, creating a life and death contest from heaven to earth.

　　 The tragic cry of ghosts and gods, the dragons in the distance fight in the wild, the ancient kingdom is immortal...

　　 What is it, let him hold Zhong Xuanyue tightly, desperately chasing the collapsed truth?

　　 At the beginning of all catastrophes, is it an unshattered hope?

　　 This is his dream, and also your dream. With the beating of the heart, the global dream will never stop!

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