Chapter 151: The Drunken Art of Diplomacy
On the way out, Lao Chen looked at the angry drunken wind with a face full of surprise. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
"What's wrong with you? You look so wrong, what is it that makes you so angry? Does that king look kind? ”
"You've been deceived by his appearances - he has nothing to do with kindness, and now Terenus is completely dominated by the lust for his own rights and the fear of death, he is no longer the bold king he was when the alliance was first established, and now that the eastern kingdom has become a mudflat, we can only rely on ourselves at this moment."
Solas's last persuasion failed, and Drunken Wind had no choice but to solve the problem by force, and he and Chen rushed back to the Alterac Valley and called Lexar to control the Stonefist Ogre.
Lexa was originally reluctant to get involved in these things, but the withdrawal of the Stone Fist Ogre was related to the future of the Frostwolf Clan and even the Orcs, so in the end he could only agree.
Interestingly, the Yeti King has become Lexa's new combat companion - Drunken Wind says he's curious as to why humanoids can be combat companions too.
To this, Lexa's answer is that combat partners do not distinguish between humans and beasts, and in orc language, comrades-in-arms and combat partners are the same.
Only then did Drunken Wind realize that he was also a combat partner in Lexa's eyes.
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Gercaul was irritable.
There's a powerful guy from outside the Stonefist Ogre Fortress, he's a Moknassar orc, with ogre blood, and asks to fight him alone.
The smell called Lexa is definitely an ogre, and yes, he's a real Moknassa clan, so this duel is fully valid. And the duels in which the ogre chieftain participates often represent a change in the chief's position.
Gorkaure didn't want to give up the chieftain position to the damn orc, but he didn't want to play on his own - no way, the ogre thieves had no advantage against a melee hunter like Lexa with a group of battle buddies.
In order to prevent this duel, Gokauer sent some of his strongest men, both warriors and mages, with two heads.
As a result, there is no doubt that these poor big men did not cause even the slightest trouble for Lexa.
Forced to desperation, Gerkaul could only come to the center of the Stone Fist Arena.
Both Lao Chen and Lexa chose to leave the arena.
One-sided battles.
Gerkaure has agility that doesn't match his massive size, and even good stealth and killing skills, but that doesn't help.
Although the two heads did not quarrel during Gokaure's sneak this time because they told each other to shut up, his form still showed his form when the snowman king called Ice Fang frantically pounded the earth, and then Lexa and Misha cooperated to hug each other, making the poor ogre overwhelmed.
The poor ogre thief ventured into a killing feast, only to get himself dazed and slapped twice by Misha. After that, the deboning was blocked by Lexa's plate axe, and in order to avoid the ice tooth fist of Gokauer, he didn't check for a while, and Lexar, who jumped up, came to his ears with a double wind, and the backs of the two plate axes slapped his two heads, directly slapping Gokauer to the ground.
Although the daring two-headed ogre thief is immune to both lines of magic, Lexa's plate axe has taught him a truth: your hunting daddy will always be your hunting father.
After the battle, Lexa logically took over the Ogre's rule.
After buying a wisdom scroll and asking Lao Chen to go back to the Alterac Valley to learn the way of elemental balancing, Drunken Wind took a boat directly from Nanhai Town to Kurtilas alone.
No one knows what Drunken Wind and Daille talked about - countless gossips in later generations believed that Dain's attempt to marry Gianna to Drunken Wind was wisely refused, but in fact the two of them certainly can't be so boring.
After receiving the magical message from Danas, Solas mobilized the people of Riptide Castle as quickly as he could, and then relocated the country with the help of Kurtilas.
At the Alliance's previous meeting, Solas made it clear that the Arathi Heights would become Kul Tiras's territory, much to Terenus's disappointment, as Fort Riptide announced its withdrawal from the Alliance as soon as the decision was made.
While everyone was not paying attention, while the Kul Tiras Navy was busy moving Fort Riptide, a large number of orcs left by boat on the eastern coast of the Hillsbrad Hills, and the Blackstone Orcs of Blackstone Mountain were empty.
Before you know it, the alliance has completed the task of getting the weak out, there are three fewer of the seven countries in the past, and the remaining four countries Dalaran has stayed out of the matter, and the entire eastern kingdom has started a peculiar three-kingdom struggle for hegemony!
It is a pity that the author of all this has already left the Eastern Kingdom by ship in Kurtiras.
"Drunken Wind, how did you persuade Dai Lin to agree to help the Frostwolf Clan leave?" On the boat, Lao Chen really couldn't suppress his curiosity, "You know, Dai Lin hates orcs so much. ”
"But frostwolf orcs are different—and it involves a series of exchanges."
"Swap?" Lao Chen didn't understand, "What is the exchange here?" ”
"It's an interesting three-way deal, the frostwolf orcs get the chance to move to Howling Fjord, Northrend, in exchange for the elemental spirits swearing that they will never set foot in the Eastern Kingdoms unless the Alliance agrees and are willing to fight for humanity once, and restrain the Stonefist ogres to fight the Syndicate; Fort Riptide was given the opportunity to move to the Northrend-Solacha Basin in exchange for the abandonment of the Arathi Heights, and all debts and obligations left behind by Kurtiras; Kul Tiras spent a lot of manpower and resources, temporarily put aside the hatred of the orcs, stopped the orc must die plan, got a promise and this Arathi Heights, all in all, it was a win-win-win situation. ”
All this was too complicated for Lao Chen, and he could only look at Drunken Wind as if he didn't understand: "Aren't you afraid that Riptide Castle and the Frost Wolf Orcs will fight?" ”
"Of course I'm not afraid." Drunken Wind grinned, "The two of them are not fully aware of this, and Solazar and Howling Fjords are too far apart for the two sides to have a chance to clash - this is the art of diplomacy." ”
As he spoke, Drunken Wind raised his hands behind his back in the face of the sparkling Endless Sea, as if he were a master.
It's a pity that Drunken Wind hasn't been handsome for three seconds, and the little head of the can comes out of the lining of Drunken Wind's breastplate, and spits out the minced mackerel meat that was fed to him not long ago.
"Damn, I forgot you were seasick!"