"Little me lived next to the Tanarian jungle, and there were trees and fields in the tribe, and life was boundless."

"Who knows that the blood cave clan, they are very hateful and merciless, they are mad and kill my crow people, occupy my forest and take my land."

"My leader turned his face with them, and they cut them down with an axe. My father scolded them for their deed, and they were caught in the tribe and abused a hundred times......"

"This enmity is incompatible!"

"This enmity is incompatible!"

"This enmity is not shared! Oh my! ”

“……”

A very peculiar "grievance meeting" that Azeroth had never seen before, when the orcs and trolls were in full swing ahead.

In the prisoner of war camp of the trolls in the rear, this scene unfolded.

A fallen raven burst into tears, two feeble wings waving, black feathers pulling lazy.

It uses the singing and dancing characteristic of the Raven People to accuse the Blood Cave Orcs of all kinds of horrific evil deeds done to the Raven in the Tanarian jungle.

Before this fallen raven, there were already Draenor races such as ogres and tigermen who complained to the captives in the hundreds of captive camps below at the grievance meeting.

This resonated greatly, as most of the troll captives held in this captive camp were members of the motley forces of the orc army - crowmen, tigermen, fallen ravenmen, ogres, and orcs of a small clan.

The captives all had one thing in common, even the orcs of the small clans, all of whom had crossed the Dark Gate under the auspices of the orcs of Naozu.

They play the role of cannon fodder and survive in the orc army.

Not all orcs can drink demon blood, only the strong orcs and warriors of the big tribes can drink demon blood.

Some of the orcs of the small tribes were before they reached Azeroth. It was conquered by the Great Tribes, and the population was incorporated into the Great Tribes.

Naturally, they are not qualified to drink blood, although their skin is also very green, but it is not because they drink demon blood, but they are directly infected by the evil energy radiation of their fellow clansmen.

It's like the world in the game, he doesn't drink blood at all. His mom and dad didn't drink it either, but he was born green - it wasn't his dad who was green, it wasn't his mom who found a green dad.

But when he was a baby, he was already corrupted by evil energy, causing his whole body to be green.

Little Thrall turned into a green-skinned orc without drinking blood.

In the orc army of Naozu, there are also a large number of such orcs, orcs who have not drunk blood but have been greened.

These orcs are either the small clans of the original orcs, the kind that were forced to take refuge in Naozu.

Either it's the fringe orcs among the orcs, the one that isn't taken very seriously.

Most of the mentally depressed orc captives in the troll's captive camp are these orcs.

The orcs who drank the blood of the demons were not manic, like mad dogs, and only two kinds of death could free them.

One is their own death.

The other is the death of the Demon Lord who bleeds them to drink—it's hard, because the Demon will only die in the Twisted Void.

In fact, there is a third type.

Demon blood is not a perpetual motion machine, in the absence of new demon blood to drink. Over time, the energy in the body of the orcs who drank the demon's blood decreased, and the effect gradually decreased.

The orcs in the game who later became normal basically drank blood for too long, and gradually returned to normal after there was no new medicine to take.

Tonatiu didn't know this, and he thought that the greenskins had all drunk demon blood. The reason why the spirit is low is because the stimulation of the demon blood is insufficient.

He was not clear about this.

But the "established destiny of the orc race", "the only true king of the orcs", "the only way out for the orcs", and "the savior of the orcs" - Wu Yanzu Guldan knew this very well.

So after the god-king gave him some authority and some power, the young orc soon began his work in the captive camp.

When the Raven captives finished complaining, many of the cannon fodder in the audience, who had once been a ragtag legion, became angry and began to insult Kilrog of the Bloodcave Clan and those one-eyed dragon orcs.

Dressed in a white robe with a calm and holy expression, Gul'dan stepped up to the front desk and stood beside the still weeping Fallen Raven Man.

Gul'dan patted the fallen raven man on the shoulder, and his voice was loud and infectious:

"Kids from Draeno. Thy sorrow, the affliction of thy people. The gods Tonna and Thew were all in sight. Rest assured, the sun and the moon crowned high in the sky will avenge you! ”

"...... Now"

Gul'dan looked at the agitated captives below, and he exclaimed:

"Please join me in chanting the true name of the Great God King, so that you can be protected by His Majesty the Most High and the Supreme! Lead us out of the sea of fate of suffering! ”

"Come on, kids from Draenor!"

"Enough food, clean water beckons to you!"

"Read it with me."

"For Tonatiu!"

"For Tonatiu!"

"For Tonatiu!"

“……”

As Guldan, who called himself "The Redeemer," chanted, some of the captives in the camp began to chant.

Gradually, the captives of the other captive camps were infected by the emotions of these companions. In addition, the captives in this captive camp have basically been abused by the orc army from Naozu.

The cry "For Tonatiu" was very loud in the prisoner of war camps.

The Zandalar jailers who were on guard next to them, and the Zandalar trolls, led by Rastali Executor Darkdin, were dumbfounded.

"Lezan is on top, how did he do it......" Darkdin looked at Gul'dan stupidly, and the scene in front of him was simply unbelievable.

When the Zandalar trolls were surprised, Gul'dan lowered the hand he had raised with all his might.

He smiled kindly, very contagiously, "All right." Please be thankful that the gods Tonna and Tiu will bring delicious food and clean water to the suffering children of Draenor. ”

"Thank you, the merciful gods of the sun and the moon!"

"Thank you to the gods Tonna and Tiu for bringing me food......"

"Thanksgiving to Tonna and the god Tiu ......"

“……”

When Darkdin was stunned, the young Gul'dan looked at him and said to him in a very unskilled troll language: "Lord Zandalar Troll, you can, start sending them food, water. ”

"Oh? Oh, oh, oh! Good. Darkdin reacted and hurriedly said, "No problem, I'll ask the jailers to send it right away." ”

This was something that the orcs had agreed with him in advance, and if the orcs thought it was okay, the trolls would provide enough food and clean water to the captives in the camp.

Until then, the captives had only been able to eat a little food that kept them from starving, and muddy, stinky water.

Darkdin must cooperate.

Because this is an order from the God-King of the Neo-Zur Empire, the God-King's order is now the supreme order in Talghab.

Even His Majesty Lezan listened to him.