The majestic Dark Gate stood there, and in front of it, there seemed to be a small controversy.

"I'm not objecting to you, Naozu!" Listening to the old shaman's generous statement, Gromash Hell Roar couldn't help but raise his head:

"But before, because of your mistakes, you have pushed the tribe to the edge of the abyss...... Even though we all know it's not entirely your fault, the real culprit, Gul'dan, has paid the price he deserves; But you also have an inescapable responsibility! ”

The hideous-looking orc warrior roared righteously.

"I know!" "I know my mistakes, and I'm here to complete my redemption...... I owe something to my people, so I owe them once again to unite ......"

"Like you used to do?" Hakarin-Deadeye couldn't help but say, "Lead us to depravity and death? ”

"Isn't the current tribe headed for depravity and death?" Naozu asked in a low voice.

Gromash and Hakarin were stunned, and the two warriors lowered their heads and fell into a brief silence.

……

Neozu tried to say something again, but stopped because he saw something behind them.

Grom turned around and saw a large figure walking towards them, presumably in the form of an ogre.

"Climb the tower!" Naozu said and shouted the ogre's name.

Many years ago in Shadowmoon Valley, he saved the ogre due to an accident, and the other party swore allegiance to him...... It can be said that after so many years, he is the most trusted person of Naozu!

Nao Zu asked in a loud voice, "Didn't I go to ask you to contact the Orc Clan, why did you only see the Orcs of the Warsong Clan and the Blood Cave Clan here?" ”

"The Thunderblade Clan said they would come here." "They've got a long way to go, so you might have to wait another day or two for them." ”

"But neither the Thunder King nor the Mocking Skull Clan listened, and the two of them are fighting over a piece of water for Goldron." After a pause, Ascend continued, "They simply ignored your orders. ”

Neozu frowned, but soon, he turned his gaze back to Gromash and Hakarin: "That's why we need to do something...... If we don't do something, the tribes will have to kill each other in this land!"

"We're all going to die here, we're going to die of hunger, we're going to die of infighting, we're going to die of the ......plague," Neozu's voice was low: "Draenor has been completely defiled, the tribe is left here with only a dead end, we have to find a way to ......"

"Originally, the Blade Wind Clan would also join us." Hakarin suddenly raised his head and spoke, interrupting his previous silence: "But it was stopped by the Chixing clan, they said that the tribe is a thing of the past, and now all clans only need to take care of their own affairs......"

"If it weren't for your previous order, I'd have taken off the head of their chief!" Hakarin said viciously.

"I'm glad you didn't." Glancing at the pitiful, mere hundreds of warriors of the Blood Cave Clan behind Hakarin, Naozu said slowly, "They will pay the price, although not today!" ”

"What about the others? For example, what about the Chewing Bone Clan?" The old shaman continued.

"We've sent the envoys to find Halkan Skullbreaker," Denta replied briefly, "and then he dismembered the envoys and sent them back in sorts!"

"The orcs of the Bone Chewing Clan are the most heroic warriors!" Gromash said slowly, "But since the Dark Gate was closed, they have become more and more insane, and they have completely lost their minds......

"Okay, what about the White Claw Clan?"

The ogre ascended the tower and sighed, "Whiteclaw is no longer there...... Most of the white claws died. ”

"Before the truth about Gul'dan and his warlock is revealed...... After Durotan's exile and death, the Whiteclaw Orcs still have compassion for the Frostwolf Clan. This makes them the target of public criticism. “

"Banks-Whitepaw died at the hands of one of the Shadow Council Assassins, and the rest of the Whiteclaw orclaws either died or escaped...... There is no clan called Whiteclaw anymore. ”

"Whiteclaw orcs are true warriors......" Hearing Durotan's name, Naozu couldn't help but close his eyes.

The chief of the frostwolf had warned him to be careful of Gul'dan, but he had not listened to his advice and had led the tribe into the abyss.

It's a pity that it's too late now, and regret and self-blame are useless.

"See all this?" Nao Zu said with a grim face: "If this continues, all clans will become homeless barbarians, just like White Claw...... The last one died in our hometown, ashamed of our ancestors......"

"Okay...... Say your plan, Naozu! Gromash patted the axe on his waist and asked bluntly, "If your plan is really reliable, I am willing to continue to treat you as our Great Chief!" ”

"Here's the plan......" A slightly weird smile suddenly appeared on Nao Zu's face: "I'm going to return to the human world and look for a few things......"

"Then leave Draenor with the tribe in search of a rich and beautiful new world!"

"New World?" Gromash couldn't help but be stunned.

"Yes!" Neozu nodded, "A more beautiful and prosperous world than Draeno and Azeroth!" ”

……

"Lord Guldan, it looks like Nao Zu has completely convinced them both!" On the platform, the two Death Knights were still watching. I only heard Jazba-Soul Crusher say with some respect.

"My teacher was a coward, but he was also a brilliant orator!" A smile appeared on the corner of Guldan's mouth: "It couldn't be easier for him to convince the two reckless men. ”

"Can the tribe, which has been torn apart for more than a year, really be able to reunite under the command of Naozu?" Jaziba is still a little incredible.

"That's going to be a little difficult!" Gul'dan slowly spoke:

"But surely, I'm sure...... With the remnants of Nao Aozu's WeChat, as well as the war song and the blade of the blood cave! ”

"It's a pity!" Jazba shook his head slightly: "The strength of the remnants of the tribe is still too little!" ”

"So what?"

"As long as that time comes...... Our real plan can also be implemented! As he spoke, a hint of gloom flashed over Guldan's emerald green eyes.