Chapter 031: Thrall's Deployment

"He's always been so resolute!"

The Great Chief looked at the back of King Sarufar, who had already run away, and couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead.

"Forget it, let him go! Did Woking, the witch doctor and shaman on the front line, lose a lot this time? ”

Thrall knew that there was no need to send someone to call back Valloch, but he was afraid that he would not be in the mood to listen to more arrangements, so he decided to arrange for himself to deal with it without saying anything.

"In general, the casualties are not large, but some of them have been attacked by Cerberus and cannot be fully qualified for rescue operations on the battlefield in the short term."

Woking reported truthfully to Sal, presumably guessing Sal's intentions.

In fact, the witch doctors and shamans under the command of the troll chief are highly gifted existences, and basically one person can use three of them, so even if there are some casualties, normal medical activities can still be guaranteed.

It's just that the big war is imminent, and it can appropriately replenish some medical and ambulance personnel, but it will provide an additional guarantee for the tribal army fighting in front.

"I know you're very good at voodoo magic and have a lot of people under your command, but in order to ensure the victory of the decisive battle, it's better to send more medical and ambulance personnel!"

Thrall said his plan, and then his eyes swept over Woking, Sylvanas, and Kane, and finally fixed on Zarna, who was in attendance.

"Zarna, is there anyone in Spirit Valley who can be used?"

The Great Chief asked the Troll Priest directly, he knew Zarna's position in the Spirit Valley, and her perception of the Light was already in place.

"Great Chief, if this group of students has mastered divine magic in a single round, they can be competent for medical and ambulance work, but they are ......"

Zarna answered Sal's question, but she looked embarrassed and stopped talking.

"What's the problem, just say it."

Thrall sees the troll's distress and encourages her to speak up.

"It's just that these students have only just begun to practice divine magic, they only know some basic healing spells, and they have not begun to learn battlefield auxiliary magic, and most of them are non-combatants, so it is difficult to protect themselves on the battlefield!"

Zarna voiced her worries, and Sal nodded slightly and began to think.

To start a decisive battle with the Burning Legion, of course, it will take forces from all sides, but is it too risky to rush these immature students to the battlefield?

"Great Chief, if you need to have field medics, the Undercity can provide some."

At this time, Sylvanas spoke, the queen has an organization like the Royal Apothecary Guild under her command, and she is quite good at healing injuries!

"Oh?!"

Thrall was awakened from his musings by Sylvanas, and seemed to be somewhat unfully composed.

"Many of the Forsaken were formerly humans and Night Elves, very skilled at healing and supporting magic, but they did not completely forget their knowledge and skills when they came back to life."

"One of the reasons why the Royal Apothecary Guild of the Undercity was founded was to accommodate these forsaken people with special abilities, and it should not be difficult to select some of them as military medical personnel......

Sylvanas said sincerely, she had planned to join these medics when she returned to gather the Undercity army to expand the diversity of her army.

"If that were the case, I would have done you a great favor, Queen Sylvanas, and I salute your generosity!"

Sal was overjoyed and even expressed his gratitude to the Queen.

"There are also newly trained shamans and druids in Thunder Cliff, and when the time comes, I will let them go with the army, which should also come in handy."

The Minotaurs led by Kane are already very respectful of the harmony of nature, and they prefer to learn how to heal rather than kill.

"Yes, the Minotaur Druids will be of great help to us, and there are many shamans and witch doctors in Orgrimmar, so it seems that the problem of medical and ambulance personnel will be solved."

Thrall was very happy to see that both the Undercity and the Thunder Bluff had stated that they could send corresponding personnel.

"Zarna, let those cadets still be ready, they can stay in the rear to help treat the wounded, this is something they will have to go through sooner or later."

The Great Chief still ordered Zarna to take the trainees of Spirit Valley to the battlefield, and in order to make them grow as soon as possible, it can be regarded as painstaking.

"Yes, Great Chief, I will prepare them in advance, may the Holy Light bless!"

Zarna respectfully accepted Sal's orders, and she knew that blindly protecting those students would not benefit their growth at all.

"Then prepare as agreed, I don't think this decisive battle will end in the short term, we must prepare for long-term combat."

"Kane, when the time comes, you need to help me bear the heavy responsibility of material supply!"

Thrall knew that the Minotaurs didn't like war, but they didn't want to waste their fighting power.

Ensuring supplies is also a very important part of the tribal army, and he will feel more at ease with the help of these powerful allies.

"Don't worry, Great Chief! We will make every effort for the survival of the tribe. ”

Kane knew that his task was heavy, but he did not shirk, and ending the war as soon as possible was also a strong guarantee for peace.

"Hmmm! So that's the end of this meeting of chiefs, let's get ready to go! ”

When Thrall declared the meeting over, Kane Bloodhoof was the first to stand up and walk out after saying goodbye to Sal, hurrying back to Thunder Bluff to gather the relevant personnel.

"I'll rush back to the Undercity to prepare, and we'll see you in the Valley of Thorns, Chief Woking!"

Sylvanas also got up and nodded at Sal and Woking, then cast a color on Zarna, motioning for her to come out with her.

"I'll go first, Grand Chief!"

Zarna didn't dare to slack off, hurriedly bid farewell to Sal, and then quickly caught up with Queen Sylvanas.

"Are you feeling the light and learning divine magic?"

Sylvanas asked as she walked, and Zarna was a little confused by the sudden question.

The Forsaken are very special beings, they are like shadows wandering in the light world, they are neither living creatures nor completely dead, do they have any mind about divine magic?!

"Yes! Trolls have always been dominated by voodoo magic, and there are very few trolls who can perceive the light well, and the number is very rare. ”

Zarna replied to Sylvanas's questions nonchalantly, not wanting to anger the legendary hero.

"Don't be afraid! There are also some forsaken people in the Undercity who are sensing the Light, and I just want you to have some time to talk to them and learn from each other's strengths......"

Queen Sylvanas saw Zarna's uneasiness, so she spoke her mind directly, and the latter was relieved......