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"Vandal? Great Druid: How much do you know about his deeds? Thrall didn't know anything about this man, but Hamuel, as a druid, had a lot of research on the history of the elves. Hamuel stated.

"Vandal Deerhelm, a member of the Council of Cenarion, and the most proud disciple of Grand Druid Malfurion. He has resisted the invasion of the Angela swarm several times in the Battle of Quicksand, and has established a high prestige in the battle. This druid was a fierce but quick and decisive general. ”

Sal hesitated, listening to Hamuel's assessment of Vandal, this druid seemed to have a lot of energy. For the first time, Thrall was in deep thought, for he sensed that real danger was coming.

Grom was a little unhappy, and the blood roar slapped on the edge of the sand table, and the sand grains on the sand table were shaken and jumped.

"Great Druid, isn't he a bullshit council druid, High Chief, I'm going to fight." Grom roared confidently. Apparently he didn't take this person seriously.

Fu Hang listened from the sidelines, and his heart chuckled. The world has really changed, and Vandal Deerhelm is able to take on Grom Hellroar. What kind of sparks can the two hot-tempered generals make? Fuhang is looking forward to it.

Gianna, who had been silent for a long time, couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Great Chief, the battle has come to this time, please don't forget our original intention, unite the elves and the Burning Legion." ”

"I know all of this, but this druid is so arrogant, should we go and sue for peace?" As the great chief of the tribe, Thrall was the first unwilling to let go of the dignity of the new tribe. In fact, in Sal's heart, he would rather seek peace and defend against foreign enemies, but the tradition of the tribe is here. Victory, death! Summing has never been a tribal word. But Saar was the Great Chief, the Great Chief, and this identity had already made him decide.

"Is it war or peace? Let's decide, one person, one vote, by a show of hands. The Great Chief said helplessly.

Grom was the strongest, shouting, "I'm going to fight!" ”。 Sarufar, who was an orc who had drunk the blood of demons, raised his hands firmly: "Great Chief, I also ask for war." ”

Gianna looked at the two war mongers with disdain, and said angrily, "Great Chief, I ask for peace." ”

Woking shrugged his shoulders, lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Grom, and said, "Great Chief, I ask for peace." ”

"Damn, Wojin, have you practiced healing techniques in the past few days, and you have practiced your courage too much, and those purple imps have hit us in the face, can you bear this?" If Sarufar hadn't pulled Grom, Grom would have pounced on Woke and educated him well.

Woking's voice was sophisticated, and he said angrily: "Grom, you and I have different positions and beliefs, and we can't talk together. ”

"I'm really a day, I am all brothers who have died together, and today you also give me faith. I'm a rough person, I don't understand this, you hurry up, change my mind. Grom struggled in Sarufar's arms, which meant that Sarufar hugged him tightly, otherwise the two brothers would really fight.

"I have made up my mind, I will not change, I ask for peace." Woking said firmly.

"Damn, old general, don't stop me, I'm going to kill him." Grom's face flushed with anger, and it felt like he was about to boil.

Sal scolded in annoyance: "Two seniors, you have settled these matters in private, now is the meeting of the Great Chief, please make a serious decision." ”

This loud shout actually made Grom stop, and at the same time made Woking breathe a sigh of relief. In private, Woking and Grom are like brothers, old comrades-in-arms who have experienced life and death together. I still remember that when the two of them were on the New Tribe's Crusade, the two fought together against a group of centaurs, a god of war and a wet nurse, and they worked together seamlessly. As long as the two of them appear on the battlefield at the same time, it is definitely an invincible weapon.

Thrall set his eyes on Sylvanas, seeking Sylvanas' opinion. The queen's face was like frost, shook her head, and said lightly: "There is not a single soldier of mine here, I abstain." ”

Thrall didn't bother to ask, and then turned his gaze to the Minotaur clan: "Chief Kane, Grand Druid, what do you mean?" ”

The two lifelong best friends who cooperated tacitly said at the same time: "I ask for war, I ask for peace." ”

Chief Kane's eyes widened as big as a brass bell, and he said in surprise, "Hamuel, please make peace?" ”

"Kane, are you going to fight?"

Yes, there is a contradiction again.

In order to keep the two from defending, Sal stopped the two in time: "Chief Kane, please fight, Grand Druid, now three votes for war, three votes for peace." ”

"What the hell does the Great Chief vote for?" Gianna reminded from the side.

Sal hesitated for a moment, then pulled Fuhang over and said, "Fuhang, you say, what should I vote for?" ”

Fuhang had been paying attention to Sal's expression, and Sal's expression was grim, and he must have made up his mind. Now, what he means. Let me answer for him.

From Sal's eyes, Fuhang saw Xiao Se's killing intent, and it seemed that the big chief was about to go to war.

Gianna was even more contemptuous of Sal in her heart: what a big chief, a guy who has no opinions.

Although Fuhang had already understood what Sal meant, he still pretended to excuse himself: "No, no, I'm just a servant of the Queen, and I'm not qualified." Forget it. ”

Sal said righteously: "No, Fuhang is the hero of my tribe, and he should be qualified. You just speak up. ”

Fuhang secretly said: If you have it, I will fulfill your thoughts. This look of my understanding completely reassured Sal. However, a concern also rose in Sal's heart, this young man, it was terrible, his own thoughts, he could see it clearly just by looking at it, and I hoped that in the future this person would not be an enemy of my tribe.

"I'm going to fight! And it's a must-fight! ”

Gianna looked at Fuhang viciously, and her slender little hand twisted Fuhang's waist fiercely and gave him a gentle massage.

Fu Hang was in the way of face, and he didn't vent it. But his laughing and tearing face fell into Sylvanas's eyes. The Queen turned her head away, pretending not to see what had just happened.

"Let's talk about it, why do you have to fight?" Thrall asked.

Fuhang couldn't find the adjectives to evaluate him, as the big chieftain was so cunning, he had made up his mind, but he made himself a spokesperson to resist the pressure from the tribe for him. What about the benevolent and righteous Great Chieftain in the previous game?

"Hamuel the Great Druid had also said beforehand that Vandal Deer Helmet was paranoid and short-tempered. It is undoubtedly a fool's dream to ask for peace, this time the elven army is going south, and it is led by Vandal Deer Helmet, it is impossible to withdraw the troops and retreat to Mount Hyjal without doing anything. You may also disagree, why does summing not work? This matter, you can ask, our god of war, Mr. Hellroar. ”

"What if, General Hellroar leads his troops south, and the Cenarion Council sues for peace, and Grom will stop his sword soldiers and form an alliance to cease fighting?"

Grom was embarrassed by the question, but he still replied firmly: "If I lead an army to the south, it will cost financial resources, and the second grain and grass, if I don't fight, then where will I get back these losses?" Is it just for a big outing? ”