Chapter 37: An Awkward Banquet
"Beef burger, well, your favorite food."
At the feast, Gianna sat on Ares' left, Sylvanas sat on Ares' right, and when Gianna picked up the pieces of meat and was about to put them on Ares' plate, she stopped herself in the air...... In this meeting, anyone with a discerning eye knows what is going on. The scene was extremely embarrassing. Fortunately, Ares excused himself in time.
"Oh...... Oh, I can do it, vegetarian and meaty, it's all food, and we have to eat everything in times of food shortage, don't we? ”
He laughed, picking up a roll of vegetables, putting it in his mouth and chewing it. Sylvanas on the side had a grim face. Compared to Gianna, Sylvanas is more like a maverick ranger, like is like, dislike is dislike, and similarly, she doesn't like acting. Gianna, on the other hand, is a politician, a kingdom leader. She knew exactly what kind of performance should be performed on which occasion.
"Yes, when Theramore was first established, we often went to the swamp to find food, and wind snake meat and wild vegetables were also our first choice."
Gianna said with a smile. And quickly move private topics to public ones. Looking at Ares's natural expression, Gianna couldn't help but feel a little lost, in the past, she handed the food to Ares's plate, which was a natural thing, but now, it has become a deceitful act. Even, she brought food to Ares's mouth, and they bit an apple together until finally their lips bit together...... And now, after all, those have become memories.
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"Great Chief, this will be our chance. Give the order, I'm willing to take Orgrimmar's elite troops and eradicate Theramore! Gianna's bitch is gone, and it's the perfect time for the tribe to expand! Once we have captured the Alpine Fort and Theramore, we will be able to expand our territory into the fertile lands south of the Barrens. ”
"Order, Thrall, the orcs need to develop, this is the best chance!"
Orgrimmar, Chief Hall, Garrosh growled. His voice was as loud as his father's, and even if it was just a low roar, his voice reverberated clearly throughout the Chief's Hall. But Sal apparently has his own opinion.
"The best chance? No, it's not the best chance. On the contrary, it would be detrimental to the honor of the orcs. ”
Sitting on the throne of the Great Chief, Thrall whispered.
"Honor...... Another honor...... There is no honor in the invasion of our territory. ”
Garrosh. Hell roared and roared.
"Invasion? No, Gianna's Theramoko never invaded the Horde. ”
Sal yelled back in displeasure.
He stepped down from the position of the Great Chief and walked over to the great map of Azeroth.
"Do you know where Gianna has been this time?"
He continued. A pair of blue eyes that were different from other orcs looked at the audience, making people feel his majesty.
"It's none of our business where we go."
Garrosh. The hellish roar continued.
"No, if we want to live on this planet, on this land, then, we need to know, we need to know. Let me tell you that Gianna has gone to the Eastern Continent, where we stayed before we crossed the ocean. It is inhabited by a large number of humans and elves, as well as some of our compatriots. What are they facing? Scourge Legion. A formidable force, this army was once under the hands of the Burning Legion. ”
Thrall's words made the chiefs present talk a lot, the Burning Legion and the demons are the most hated by the orcs, and the hatred of the orcs for the demons is even deeper than the hatred of humans. It was the demons who enslaved them, destroyed their homeland, made them abandon their faith and glory, and turned their homeland of Draenor into a dead star. forced them to relocate, which led to the later Orc Wars.
"I know the army, they're invading the territory of the Night Elves."
Sarufar continued.
"That's none of our business, just in time, we can take the opportunity to invade the Ash Valley and take that forest into our territory."
Garrosh roared.
"You still don't understand what I'm talking about! Garrosh. ”
Thrall roared Garrosh back with an equally loud roar. There was silence again.
"This is a terrifyingly powerful force, powerful enough to destroy all living things on this planet. Remember, it's all living things. ”
Sal emphasized.
"But it hasn't happened yet, has it?"
Hell Roar asked, dissatisfied. Dissatisfaction was still written on his face. Orcs are supposed to be an extremely aggressive race, but under Thrall's leadership, it's too peaceful...... Peace is a little weak. Garrosh used to see Sal as a mentor, but now it seems that his mood is changing day by day, and even his worldview is changing day by day. The perception of the tribe, of the Sal, of these shamans who believed in elemental spirits.
"No, it happened."
Thrall roared in response to Garrosh's question.
"In the Endless Sea, Theramore's fleet was wiped out."
After Sal finished speaking, the audience was in an uproar. If there was anything real to fear in Theramore, then only the navy of Theramore, the Armada of Theramore. The Horde's fleet, even after being equipped with the high-tech equipment of the goblins, was still no match for the Theramore Navy, and now, such a powerful fleet was destroyed by this Scourge Legion in an instant, which is enough to imagine the strength of the Scourge Legion.
"Once upon a time, our homeland, our homeland was Delaenau, and we ran freely in the vast grasslands of Nagrand. But Gul'dan's spells and demonic invasions have led to the devastating destruction of our homeland. Now, our home is Orgrimmar. It's part of Azeroth. Peace doesn't come easily, war isn't in the nature of orcs, and we've come from the bloodthirsty curse of demons, but we still have a long way to go before we can return to true shamanism. The Undead Scourge is invading the territory of the Night Elves, and if we force our attack on Theramore at this time, then it will inevitably make the Night Elves unhappy, and they will even ally with the humans of Theramore, and at that time, the new tribe will face a crisis again. ”
"We are part of this world, Garrosh, and if the tribe wants to survive on this land, it must learn to respect other races, other creatures. Yes, the land around Orgrimmar is a little barren, but it's enough to feed our people. ”
Thrall walked up to Garrosh and roared in a low voice. only to find that the big boy had grown to the same height as himself. He was just as proud as his father - proud, powerful, and full of fighting enthusiasm, but the young Garrosh was more than his father Grom. Hell's Roar is a little more restless and frivolous......