Fish can't do without water, melons can't do without seedlings, people will go hungry if they don't eat, and orcs will die if they die.

Simple and simple truth.

Although Spartacus didn't know what Stockholm syndrome was, he knew that in the war more than ten years ago, the orcs were neither just nor honorable.

To be honest, in the days when Carlos disappeared, his dad Alex. Barov's pressure was very high, and the kindness of the orc captives was an empty word. If it weren't for the constant reverberation from the shadows, the Grand Duke of Alterac would have to insist on two things———— all things Carlos. The decrees issued by Barov must be strictly enforced, and anyone who refuses to carry them out is a rebel...... The more than 200,000 orc captives held by Alterac may not be much better.

But everything is afraid of comparison.

Compared to the brutality and brutality of the Kingdom of Lordaeron and other victorious nations of humanity towards orc captives, Spartacus, the former orc sword saint, could not find a reason to rebel at all.

Slaves, living tools, labor cheaper than mules and horses, gray cattle in underground gladiatorial arenas, the lowest level of society that can be easily killed at every turn.

Humanity has a position to take revenge on the orcs, and even if Terenus used his power to veto the massacre that followed the victory in the war, it still can't erase the hatred of that generation for the orcs, and it can't eliminate the fear caused by the tide of darkness.

But...... Times have changed.

Spartacus and Carlos' glorious orc veterans never denied their guilt for this wrong war, and did not hesitate to fight bravely and even beg for death to make up for their mistakes, hoping to redeem the lost honor.

But the child is innocent.

Orcs are a natural fighting race, and even female orcs are good hunters.

Although in the later stages of the war, Orgrim. The last effort of the Hammer of Doom resulted in a large number of female orcs returning to Draenor, but a significant number of female warriors remained in Azeroth.

Except for a few hard-tasting strange species, the "interest" of human beings in orc women is almost zero, and after a large number of male orcs imprisoned in the detention center died due to heavy labor and various reasons, the ratio of men and women in orc captives was strangely not so disparity.

In the case of separate detention, getting the male and female orcs to "meet" also became a means for the guards to make the orcs obedient.

In this case, the orcs actually multiplied in Azeroth.

Ha, how ironic, what the war didn't get, was actually put down.

In Erezaras, the Orcs of Glory proved themselves worthy of the word Glory with a battle loss rate of over forty percent. Carlos had a good relationship with Daelin, but he would never put his Glory Orcs in Kul Tiras's fleet.

With a conscience in heaven and earth, Carlos had no doubt that Dahlin was willing to sink his own ships and pay himself a large amount of money to sink those orcs into the sea.

So the Glory Orcs who remained in Eresaras could only return in their ships after the Night Elves' sea transport was less stressful.

But the reward they deserve needs to be realized.

Carlos promised the glorious orcs who had fought for him, allowing their families to have their own land in Hinterland.

This is both a reward and a reassurance and restraint.

Two hundred thousand orcs are not much, and after a full ten thousand prime-age years, Alterac is not afraid of the crooked thoughts of those captives.

200,000 orcs is a small amount, and the number alone is more than a quarter of the official population of Alterac.

There was no way, when the countries were assigned to bear the burden of captivity, Carlos and Terenus were out of honeymoon, and the kingdom of Lordaeron dug a pit and proposed to share the pressure according to the proportion of the country.

According to this plan, Alterac would actually only need to afford less than sixty thousand orc captives.

However, Carlos is missing, and Terenus is not so good at talking to his little Alex.

Didn't Brill and Anhador carry out a land exchange, and didn't your Barov family buy the title deeds of Hillbride in large quantities?

With great power comes great responsibility, and with more land comes heavier tasks.

The leader of the Alliance, Terenus, did not hesitate to include Alterac, who had lost Carlos, in the list of victims.

So whether it was Riptide Castle, Gilneths, or Alterac, they were all messed up by the wealthy Lordaeron Kingdom.

Even when Gilneth withdrew from the group, he returned the orc captives to Lordaeron and disgusted Terenus.

Originally according to Jean. Greymane's idea should be killed all.

But the resentment of Terenus outweighed even the hatred of the orcs, and Jean did not do so.

Therefore, in the case of the alliance's infighting calculations, the orcs living in the human sphere of influence have always been above the minimum population red line for population reproduction.

Thrall didn't know the stats that would have taken a lot of effort to collect, but he knew by feeling that he had to do something for his people.

With the support of the Frostwolf Clan, Thrall gained ample troops.

As the son of Durotan, Thrall's reputation in the Frostwolf Clan is far greater than he thinks.

So Thrall's plan was supported by the Frostwolf Clan.

Note that it is support, not approval.

According to the idea of the frostwolf orcs, even if they want to rescue their compatriots, they should first attack the concentration camp in Alterac, then cross the Hinterland, follow the migration route of the frostwolf clan back then, go straight from the mountains to the Arathi Heights, and then liberate the orcs held in Riptide Castle, and finally go south.

The strength of the Lordaeron Kingdom is something that even the Frost Wolf Clan in the deep mountains has heard of.

Don't anger an unstoppable opponent, this is the most basic rule of jungle hunting.

But because he is Thrall, the son of Durotan and a child who is favored by the elements, the Frostwolf Clan makes a decision to support Thrall's decision.

The Frostwolf Clan, who had missed the entire Second Orc War, did not understand how Thrall felt about Carlos.

Thrall, who had never seen the blades of the Royal Guards of Lordaeron and the Knights of the Silver Hand, did not know how strong the armed forces of the Kingdom of Lordaeron really were, but he knew that the Frostwolf Clan must not be a match for the Knights of Alterac King.

So after thinking about it calmly, Thrall decided to start with Hillbride, from Castle Dunhold.

Because that's where he grew up, he knows everything inside the castle.

Moreover, Dunhold Castle is the largest orc captive detention site in Hilbride in the Kingdom of Lordaeron.

And for the reason Sal couldn't speak, the woman who made him understand for the first time what tenderness and kindness were———— Talesha.

Carlos had put all his energy into the actions of maintaining the Alliance, on the lobbying of the Lordaeron magnates to accept the sale of grain in the disaster-stricken areas of the South, and on the intrigues within the human race, and he did not think of this insignificant woman at all.

Even the important task of monitoring the actions of Thrall and the frostwolf orcs was directly delegated to Spartacus.

Blackmore educated Sal well, and Thrall was a good learner, he was a qualified gladiator and had a brilliant mind.

But fighting can be done on instinct, but war is a matter of tuition.

Originally, Spartacus wanted to take off his black iron helmet and disguise himself as a tribal veteran who fled to the mountains and forests after the defeat approached Thrall, and then influenced his decision to dominate this "farce".

But when he spotted the familiar figure, Spartacus gave up on the idea.

At this time, Thrall was a qualified warrior, but he was not a qualified hunter, and he had not yet mastered the hunting ability that orcs were best at.

So much so that Spartacus easily lured the orc he cared about away from Thrall.

"Come out, bring me here, it won't be uncomfortable with the heat and want to blow the night breeze."

"You should rot in the mountains and forests, instead of reappearing in front of the orcs, I don't know if the old things of the Frostwolf Clan are all dead, but they didn't let the Frostwolf eat all your bones and slag, I can only say that your disguise is really good."

"Who the hell are you?"

Spartacus removed his helmet in the bright moonlight.

The two orcs, both grayed sideburns, looked at each other for a moment.

"Spartacus, my friend, you are still alive!"

"Orgrim, my Great Chief, you should have died a long time ago."

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