Chapter 382: Déjà vu negotiation
Unbeknownst to Thrall, the honest Gromash Hellroar, Red Blackhand, and Shuru Deatheye are secretly doing things in their absence. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Of course, even if he knew, he didn't care.
Now Sal has a headache, a very headache.
Thrall had fought trolls in the arena of Dunhold years earlier, and he knew all too well how powerful these big men could be—powerful, agile, and over-the-top regeneration.
And now, Thrall knows why the trolls are being hung and beaten across most of Azeroth.
The trolls are not united.
For orcs, even the most violent warriors can regain their composure under the appeasement of the shaman. But for trolls, no wise elder can stop his berserkers from being brain-dead.
Although the trolls of Zandalar have succeeded in bringing together the trolls of the forest, desert, jungle, and ice fields, unfortunately, none of them are convinced.
In desperation, Sal could only avoid it for the time being, and let the trolls have enough of the internal meeting first.
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According to troll tradition, tribal chiefs or chieftain representatives sit around a campfire and begin a troll assembly.
"We need allies!" Zurkin, who was the first to speak, tried to convince the leaders of the various troll clans, "What happened to the Amani trolls in Hinterland illustrates how important a complementary ally can be, the damned long-eared elves have found humans and banished us from the forest - and now, that alliance is no longer what it used to be......"
"Shut up, Zurgin, don't try to put on a leader's pretense, losers who tremble before humans and elves don't have the right to make a big deal in Zendalar!" The leader of Zulfarak, the water occupier of the Sandfury Trolls, Veresa, bared her fangs in disdain, "That's your weak forest troll!" If those reptiles dare to come into the desert, I swear the raging wind and sand will turn them to dry corpses! ”
"No, no, no, it's not the same." The leader of Zurghlab, the sorcerer of the Gulabash trolls, shook his head, "I don't agree with Zulkin joining the Horde, but I agree with what he said, the bastards of the Alliance are no longer what they used to be. ”
"You know, Haka tried to resurrect before, but was disrupted by a group of passers-by - quite an interesting story." An unknown glint flashed in Jindu's eyes, "Then the followers of Haka began to investigate carefully, and got a lot of interesting news, which was messy, but it undoubtedly showed the strength of the alliance. ”
"Haka?" The leader of Zandalara, who had been silent, King Rastaha finally moved, and instead of the old god on the ground pretending to be out of the way, he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Jindu, "I think I warned you not to touch that guy again - now it seems that you have forgotten my advice......"
The strongest of the Rastaha royal trolls, the momentum on his body radiated out, making Jindu sweat for a moment.
"Sorry...... My great Rastaha King ......" Jindu bowed his head decisively, his eyes flickering under his mask, "and this can't be helped—the Gurabash trolls need their own god Loa...... Hakka was a jerk, but this was our only chance. ”
With that, Jindu turned to Veressa.
"After all, not every troll's home has a pool where the god Loa lives."
Hearing Jindu's sarcasm to Gazrila, Veresa almost called for the power of the water to give Jindu a blow, but just as she was about to do it, a deep voice appeared in the venue.
"Stop...... The rise of the trolls must not pass the damn internal friction! ”
In the shadows, a robed troll stepped out.
He was the only unmasked guy in the room, and he didn't care about showing off his dark eyes and shriveled face - but no one dared to despise the weak-looking troll, whose name was Zur.
Dark Prophet, Zur.
"I saw a catastrophe—a catastrophe that shattered the heavens and the earth, and even Zandalar was in danger. Now we need to find our way out. ”
Zur's words made all the trolls present frown.
Obviously, this prophecy is a bit frightening.
You know, for thousands of years, Zandalak has never been threatened.
Just when all the trolls were shocked by the news of Zur, the face of King Rastaha's mask took on a dissatisfied expression.
Zur - The existence of this dark prophet has threatened the rule of Rastaha, and in Zandala Zur's words are far more useful than the nominal king.
Looks like Zur wants to join forces with the orcs?
King Rastaha, who had been neutral, suddenly wanted to sabotage the alliance.
Of course, although King Rastaha did not have much wisdom, he could not do such a thing as recklessly expressing his opinion.
After a little thought, King Rastaha made up his mind, and then handed over the chairmanship of the meeting to Zur, and disappeared into the darkness.
During his years of struggle with Zur, King Rastaha learned a lot, such as the fact that darkness can hide itself very well - both physically and internally.
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Interestingly, not only did the negotiations in Zandala go rather well, but also in Orgrimmar.
The alliance represented by Loya and Muradin, against the tribes represented by Red, Gromash and Shuru, did not prevail at all!
Since they had fought side by side in the Scourge War, and the three guys of the tribe basically did not participate in the first orc war, the smell of gunpowder on both sides was not very strong.
Originally, this form of negotiation was beneficial to the alliance, after all, the orcs repaired the fortress without saying a word, and in the final analysis, it was still a loss.
But unexpectedly, Shuru Deatheye showed superhuman eloquence, always able to find loopholes in the alliance, and with his insight, it made Loya and Muradin feel overwhelmed for a while.
When did the muscle-filled orcs become so eloquent?
Stubbornly biting Orgrimmar is located in the wetland, Shuru's insistence makes it difficult for the alliance to get angry, after all, the wetland is just a traditional name, there is no boundary marker, as long as it is outside the alliance settlement, the tribe insists that this is the borderland, which is indeed embarrassing for the alliance.
Muradin is fine, but Loya is furious, the orc's strong words make this dwarf light quite dissatisfied, obviously built a fortress in the buffer, but also looks like this is my territory, Loya feels that she is gradually losing her mind.