At this point, Wren paused, and he suddenly felt a little sad. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After seeing too much and experiencing too much, Wren found that his originally confused heart slowly became firm, and he agreed with everything in front of him.

Firmness, identification, and a sense of responsibility allowed Wren to fully integrate into the real world of Azeroth, and he began to actively campaign for the future of the Minotaur and the rise of the Minotaur.

"Brother, the centaur is the feud of the minotaurs, we didn't have the ability to change this oppressed status quo before, but now that we have grown up and become stronger, and with the assistance of the East China Sea Minotaurs, and my father has also given you the right to implement your own ideas, it's time to change, I think we have to start taking real action, not just planning and discussing on the table." Wren leaned forward, crawled on the table, and spoke eagerly to Kane Bloodhoof, as if to put his mouth on Kane Bloodhoof's ear across the table.

"Huh?" Kane Bloodhoof straightened up and bent and relaxed due to exertion, he began to care about the words of his brother Wren Bloodhoof, listening to Wren's words, he felt that his younger brother, who was small and needed his protection, had grown up, had his own ideas and expectations for the future, had the responsibility and responsibility of being a Bloodhoof Minotaur, and had his own way of acting.

"Do you have any ideas?" Kane Bloodhoof asked with interest.

With a "bang", Wren took out his notebook from his backpack, of course, not the "Prophet's Notebook" that he treasured to record the progress and events of World of Warcraft, but a new notebook specially organized for today's meeting with Kane Bloodhoof.

Flipping through his notebook, Wren organized his own language while reading the content on it: "Brother, from the information collected by the tribe recently and compiled by myself, I think that now we can resist the attack of the centaurs, instead of being able to retreat like before, the centaurs advance, we retreat, the centaurs advance again, we retreat, and finally lose Mogaolei, the northern barren land, the southern barren land, and can only survive under the holy mountain." Wren began to speak to Kane Bloodhoof as he thought.

"Whether it is the improvement of the overall combat effectiveness of the tribe in the past five years, or the assistance of the Sea Hoof Division, we can already defend against the daily attacks of the centaurs in a dignified manner. This is really the best opportunity given to us by Mother Earth to develop ourselves. Wren said quickly.

"Well, and then?" Kane Bloodhoof is eager to hear his brother's thoughts and opinions to see if his ideas are mature and feasible, and if they align with the overall ideas discussed at the tribal meeting.

As for Wren himself, he also knew that the Bloodhoof would inevitably start acting the way he said it would, because this was the inevitable of future history, and he was just speeding up the process.

"No need to count and investigate, we all know that the Minotaur is far inferior to the centaur in terms of numbers, the number of centaurs in the barren land is at least 200,000, but our Minotaur plus the Seashoes are only 20,000 people, although our Minotaur warriors can be one hundred, but in the face of the huge number of centaurs, we are still too disadvantaged, even if they use the life of 10 centaurs for the life of a Minotaur warrior, we will also suffer." Wren intends to start by explaining his thoughts in terms of the number of centaurs and minotaurs.

"The number is the follow-up to the rise of our minotaurs, the two great clans of Kalimdor - the night elves and the goblins, are both because of the huge number of races, so they can dominate the entire continent, as well as the wild boar people on the other side of the holy mountain, the centaur on the other side of the grassland, their foothold is fundamentally a huge number, and it is also because of the huge number that we have been bullied by them." Wren tried to analyze the main reasons for the defeat of the Minotaurs in the war against the centaurs and boar people.

"Have you investigated the reason for the scarcity of the Minotaurs?" Getting up, going out, looking left and right, turning around and closing the door of the tent, Kane Bloodhoof began to talk to Wren very seriously, because he felt that the conversation between the two of them might be related to the future fortunes of the Minotaurs.

"There are two reasons: historical reasons and racial habits." Wren already had the answer.

"How?" Kane Bloodhoof would love to hear why Wren said that.

"First of all, we need to know that 10,000 years ago, the Minotaurs were the great race of the world of Azeroth, very big, very strong! Although the specific historical data is no longer verifiable, since it can be called a large family, the population as an important index of the large family will definitely not be less, so the number of Minotaurs 10,000 years ago is definitely much more than now;

Five thousand years ago, our Minotaur tribe had an accident, and the result was that the tribe fell apart, and eventually dispersed into different small tribes with little communication, each of which began to develop separately, and at what point did our Blood Hoof and Sea Hoof Division separate and form. "Wren, who knows history, knows that there are many other Minotaur villages in the distant Thousand Needles Stone Forest, Stone Claw Mountain, and the flat land of Kalimdor, but because of the distance and time, pride and prejudice, the various separated people no longer have a day to meet each other, and there is no means of contact.

Wren therefore said, "So, I think we can first contact the other villages of the lost Minotaur to strengthen the whole group, because they are compatriots of the same blood as us. ”

"Yes!" Kane Bloodhoof nodded, continuing to listen to what Wren had to say.

"On the other hand, the Minotaur is weak and peaceful by nature, and we who believe in Mother Earth and the way of nature can control our desires very well, and will not release our desires unscrupulously and without restraint, and in addition, the days when we faced war at any time in the past also made us Minotaurs unable to really calm down to create villains and have children, and the war affected the birth of our population." Trained in the experience of living on Earth, Wren knows that every time a war ends and peace is ushered in, the human race on Earth will usher in a high period of population growth, and this situation is also true in Azeroth.

Kane Bloodhoof, who didn't have a son Bane Bloodhoof at this time, and hadn't even met his future wife Tamara, was shocked by Wren's words, he was a little flustered, and asked a little shyly, "Did you get this yourself, or did someone tell you?" ”

The soul in Wren's body is an adult, or an adult living on the earth, after the bombardment of complex information in the information age of the earth, there is no difference to the so-called words such as making a villain and giving birth to a child, and he looked at Kane Bloodhoof with a smile and said: "There are many ways to obtain knowledge, you don't necessarily have to ask someone for advice, or experience it yourself, I saw it from the books in the library, and then deduced it." ”

"Okay!" Kane Bloodhoof himself was still shy about the age of love, and when he suddenly found that his younger brother Wren Bloodhoof knew more thoroughly and carefully than him in terms of feelings, he was a little helpless, and he didn't know how to continue chatting.