Winds, showers, thunderstorms, earthquakes and tsunamis...... A "natural disaster" that occurred in the waters off Okaz Island a week ago

, which seems to have become one of the best evidence of the drunken braggadocio of sailors and pirates and the show of strength by the tide hunter Neptulon.

After the multiple devastation of the wrath of nature, the mysterious and ghostly island of Okaz in the eyes of the seafarers in the past is now unrecognizable.

In the "burial place" of Old Tang and Gianna

The underground cloister that was once magnificent or huge has collapsed into a messy and rammed ruin, which has been buried by the light of the storm and never looked like it was again.

And today, nearly a week later, there is another oppressive and busy scene above the ruins at this moment: hundreds of strong orc men and minotaur men are carrying stones and excavating earthworks shirtless and shouting under the command and dispatch of more than a dozen low-ranking officers; More than a dozen rugged machines spitting black smoke and roaring noise are like large gophers, working at full capacity under the operation of the goblin driver, quickly digging out the underground passages of black holes.

The surface of the machine is full of words similar to "Explosives, High Risk!" ”

"Cherish life and operate cautiously!"

and other absurd blood-red spray paint and warnings, which make it easy to associate these dangerous metal giants with those crazy goblin products; Beside the ruins, orc shamans, minotaur druids, blood elven magisters, and even troll witch doctors and goblin engineers, all of whom have special abilities of different faiths and skills, gather to discuss or argue with each other in a whispered and jīliè manner.

"Queen Theramore fears that something will happen to her, and the Grand Overseer doesn't know if she lives or dies."

A week ago, when this bloody message was transmitted back to Thunder Cliff for the first time through the hands of the surviving KGB team, the Shuharu clan and even the entire tribe seemed to have experienced a magnitude 9 earthquake!

Gianna's life and death are in danger.

Although the two sides of the alliance have been able to maintain a fragile peace and recuperate over the years, this woman's mediation and unremitting efforts are indeed indispensable.

But after all, except for Thrall, who is rumored to be a little ambiguous with him, the other tribe leaders are more or less suspicious and wary of this strong woman of the alliance who has good skills and prestige.

Now that such a thing has happened, those high-level tribal leaders who were still worried that this woman would imperceptibly influence the decision-making of the big chief Thrall, even if they can't talk about clapping their hands and celebrating each other, it has also made many hawkish bigwigs who advocate being tough on the alliance really breathe a sigh of relief.

Even the few people who have a little relationship and friendship with this Queen of Theramore.

I will not worry about her safety.

It's a real concern for the tribe's top braschief.

What made the entire tribe fall into the shock of public opinion was the strong, tough, and trustworthy burly figure in people's memory!

Goode Horror Totem!

He is the current patriarch of the Terror Totem Clan, the founder and leader of the Wrestling Dragon Legion, and the next helmsman of the Minotaur clan; He is the Tribe's youngest Grand Overseer, and the most sought-after powerful in all of Azeroth; He is a cutting-edge general who leads his subordinates across Kui Island, stands on the sea and mountains, and dominates Kalimdo, and is known as the "Titan Power"

Time flies for the title of heroic master.

Ten years of planning and layout, ten years of painstaking management.

After ten years of birth and death, a series of dazzling and weighty titles and titles were unconsciously piled up on the top of Old Tang's head one after another.

The name Good* Terror Totem has long since grown into a banner for the Shuharu clan and the entire tribe.

But now, all kinds of rumors about this flag being broken by the alliance conspiracy are spreading rapidly throughout the tribe, how can this not make the tribal soldiers and civilians who have always admired powerful figures angry and even shocked and crazy?

And then, when the news of the death of the elder Dose's brother Anak Terror Totem was suddenly poisoned and assassinated less than three days after the disappearance of the Grand Overseer, the whole situation was like a fuse!

Originally, the tribal alliance was struggling to support and was on the verge of a shattered peace.

This time it's like a volcano that has finally ended dormancy, and it is completely out of control for a while!

"Troops! Get you back! I'm going to tear apart those vile, shameless, damned humans!! ”

The excavation of the collapsed remains continues, but not far from the construction site, a sharp and undisguised roar is suddenly heard.

Looking at the two heavy, hideous warhammers "Titan Power" that had just been excavated from under the ruins in front of him, pulled by several Kodomon

At this moment, the eyes of the Magasa * terror totem were red, and he gritted his teeth and stared at several figures of different heights in front of him, and his hoarse voice was full of irrepressible anger and madness.

"Kane! I only have these two nephews! But now a person does not know life and death, and there is no news; The other was poisoned and assassinated, dying! ”

Aunt Magatha's red eyes slowly coalesced on the silent face of Kane's bloody hoof, whose brow was tightly knit.

In a gloomy voice that was almost hard squeezed out, he shouted word by word: "The terror totem has been calculated!" Our Shuharu is calculated! This is a provocation! This is an undisguised declaration of war! ”

"Kane!"

Look at Kane Bloodhoof's still deep thinking expression.

Magasa's old face became more and more distorted by the anger in his chest at this moment, and he almost roared and uttered an ultimatum: "No troops." Revenge or not, you give me a happy word! ”

"It's a big deal, our terror totem will fight to Stormwind City by itself!"

"Elder Magatha, please calm down first."

Seeing that the atmosphere of several people was gradually tense between three or two sentences, the big chief Sal, who was thinking quickly about the cause and effect of the whole thing in his mind, the pros and cons, had to quickly stand up and speak before Kane to comfort and ease the atmosphere: "Whether Goode was killed or not is just our speculation, maybe things will take a turn for the better."

"I don't want to hear your useless consolations right now, green-skinned boy!"

Before Salsar could finish speaking, the enraged Magasha* Terror Totem had already unceremoniously interrupted his words with a wave of his hand, and then "turned the muzzle"

, Chong was slightly embarrassed and unhappy Sal and asked sharply, "As the great chief of the tribe, what do you mean?" The tribe declares war or not, and does it send troops? ”

"There are still many doubts about Goode's disappearance that have not yet been clarified, and it is not yet time to close the coffin. Until the events are clear, we can't judge who is behind this."

Despite being the "green-skinned boy" who relied on the old and sold the old by Magassa

Choking enough, Sal took a deep breath and patiently tried his best to analyze the suspicious.

Trying to convince Magassa to focus on the big picture.

Don't start a fight.

Thrall's avoidance of war is not that Thrall is indifferent and unconcerned about the disappearance of Goode and Gianna, nor is it that Thrall is weak and cowardly and is afraid of the alliance.

After several years of friendship, Sal has already had an inexplicable affection for the resolute and resolute Queen of Theramore, coupled with the sense of indebtedness in the admiral's knock incident that year, the interweaving gradually made Sal have a hazy affection for Gianna; And between Goode and Saar.

It was a fateful friendship that was killed from a hammer on the battlefield.

As for the concerns about these two men, the Grand Chief of the tribe of Sal was no less than anyone present.

As for saying that Thrall will be afraid of the Alliance, it's a complete joke!

The orcs who fell to Azeroth were able to regain their freedom from human slavery and regain their lives, and that was a situation that Thrall led to fight a little bit of!

In terms of his contribution to the orcs and his reputation in the human kingdom, Thrall is not inferior to the hammer of the former Grand Chieftain Orgrim Destroyer!

Will a leader who emerges from blood and thunder be afraid of war?

Who believes?

The reason why he has been trying to persuade the leaders of the tribe to remain calm.

Try to avoid breaking the peace with the alliance, it's just that he thinks more and farther than others!

The overall view that really overrides a dry boss lets Sal Qīngchu know who the real enemy of the tribe is: not to occupy the alliance at the other end of the two powers, but to kill the inexhaustible undead scourge and the Burning Legion, and it is those other forces that lurk in the dark but emerge in an endless stream, cruel and cunning, and the two tigers will be injured.

When the war between these two behemoths of the Alliance Horde is renewed, it is the perfect time for those real enemies to resurrect and make a comeback!

The miserable life in the prisoner of war camp and the wisdom summed up in the sword and sword war made Sal see too many suspicious things from this incident: the unknown mastermind behind the scenes, the intricate power game, the nowhere to find motives, and the entanglement of interests behind the chaos all made Sal involuntarily think of the word conspiracy.

And everything has anything to do with conspiracy.

No matter how cautious it is, it can't be overstated!

It's a pity that Sal's efforts were in vain after all: "Before I came. His Royal Highness the Prince, who has received the news of the disappearance of the Grand Overseer of Goode, has made a decree. ”

The Blood Elf Regent Lotherma Theron, who had been silent beside the bigwigs, suddenly interjected faintly, attracting the attention of the bigwigs.

"It doesn't matter who the opponent is. Sindore will play alongside Shuharu. ”

A faint promise was like a bombshell, which shocked the hearts of several leaders.

It was still that tepid, but the next words of the Blood Elf regent were like a sharp sword out of the sheath, clearly indicating the attitude of Silvermoon City: "Although His Royal Highness the Prince and his expeditionary force cannot participate in the battle in Draenor, except for the Blood Eagle Legion and the newly formed Daywalker troops, which need to be stationed in Silvermoon City to prevent the attack of the Amani trolls entrenched in Zu Aman, the rest of the troops still remaining in Azeroth include the three legions of Chenfeng, Eclipse, and Fireblade, As well as a thousand troops of Far Wanderers and a mage regiment of fifty Magisters, twenty Spellbreakers, and thirty Arcane Guards, they are ready to go on the expedition. ”

If you don't make a sound, it's a blockbuster.

At the critical moment, he has always been the most lacking in the sense of "Ah Qiang"

Instead, a "bombshell" was thrown

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Facts have once again proved that in the tribal military alliance that advocates power and believes in the supremacy of strength, "fight against each other, and return blood for blood"

The code of conduct for the vast majority of people.

Well, even the most rational and calm blood elves on the surface are the same, speaking of which, if the shocked Thrall at this moment knew what Prince Kael'thas and his people had done in the future like Old Tang, I am afraid that he would retract his previous unobtrusive and unreliable evaluation.

After all, he can make a way to capture Naru, who is worshiped as a god, and use it as a "battery"

This bizarre and jaw-dropping thing proves that these seemingly arrogant, rational and well-mannered Sindolei have a crazy ruthlessness in their bones, and extremism and fanaticism are the nature flowing in the blood of this race. ”

The message conveyed by the Blood Elf Regent to Prince Kael'thas undoubtedly set the tone for this controversy.

As soon as Lotheron Theron's words fell, the lord of Ratchet City, Gazruvi, who had been crowned Prince of Trade, followed suit and expressed the attitude of the goblins of Ratchet City in a timely manner: "Ordnance, food, first aid supplies, cannonballs, bombs, grenades, and other materials that may be urgently needed for the war have been piled up in the warehouses of Ratchet City. Although I prefer to be amiable and wealthy. But as long as the tribe can come up with enough gold. The Hot Sand Consortium Ratchet City Chamber of Commerce can open up the supply with no upper limit! ”

Bowing slightly to the burning Margatha, Gazruvi then gave an awkward-looking chest salute to the tribal boss, and continued, "As a long-time trading partner of the Grand Overseer of Good, I will do my little bit for this precious 'friendship'. ”

"All the materials purchased by the tribe in Ratchet City can enjoy the highest discount in the Ninth Five-Year Plan, and the Blackwater Fleet will be responsible for transporting them to any tribal territory on both sides of the Endless Sea!"

Blinking his big bulb-like eyes that shrewd from the inside out, the lord of Ratchet City let out an aria-like exclamation that made it impossible to see whether it was true or false: "Oh. Poor Good, he's a good guy like a gold coin, and a great trading partner! ”

Regardless of whether Gazruvi, the prince of trade, genuinely wanted to help, or wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune from the war, as a party that did not explicitly express its participation in the Horde, the city of Ratchet represented by Gazruvi could say such a thing.

Even putting aside the neutral position that has always been adhered to, secretly siding on the side of the tribe is already quite unexpected.

The successive support of Lothema Theron and Gazruwe undoubtedly made Aunt Magatha, who was originally angry, look a lot better.

Nodding slightly at the two of them in thanks, the legendary shaman with outstanding strength once again looked at Thrall, who was frowning slightly, and sneered in the tone of educating juniors, regardless of his identity as the Great Chief: "Orc boy, don't let me look down on you!" ”

The red eyes narrowed slightly, flashing with a sinister light.

Half-wēixié half-agitation, Magassa continued: "Goode has complimented me more than once before that you are the best in the tribe. He is also the most trusted and respected leader. He has a high regard for your diplomacy, your way of doing things, and your leadership skills. But now. But I poked my nose at this qiē! ”

"Since the tribe is led by you, you must shoulder your responsibilities and obligations! Swallowing your anger after being provoked? Boy, is this your way of leading? How could the Ancestral Soul and the Elemental Spirit favor such a weak fellow as you? ”

"Enough, Magatha!"

Seeing that the words of the Magasa * Horror Totem were becoming more and more excessive, Kane * Bloodhoof, who had been thinking about the doubts and context of the whole matter, finally couldn't help but stop it: "Sal is the great chief of the tribe, pay attention to your attitude!" ”

"Shut up, coward! You don't interject when I speak! ”

Even though Kane* Bloodhoof is a calm and generous elder, he is still a minotaur with a strong temper!

"Use your intriguing brain, Vixen Magatha!"

Facing the "opponents" who have been fighting each other-for-tat since the adult trials of the year together, and have been fighting intermittently for most of their lives

, that sentence full of insults and insults completely made the already heavy and gloomy Minotaur Great Chief completely erupt uncharacteristically: "War is not child's play, and war against the alliance is not something that can be decided with a word of anger!" ”

"Don't talk to me about those tricks that fool people, you can't help me repay my revenge for the feud between Goode and Anak! Don't grind and chirp like a man! ”

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Just the "civil war" between the two minotaurs

As it intensified, a group of two-legged Wyvern knights swept from the distant sky, and it was Orgrimmar in that direction!

The sudden change made the quarrel in the field gradually stop.

Whether it was Thrall, or Margatha, Kane, or Lothmar, Woking, and Gazruvi, everyone's attention was focused on the gradually clear figure of the two-legged wyvern in the lead: the old but strong body, the fierce and ferocious battle armor, the tenacious and tough momentum, and the iconic battle axe that never left his body and drank countless blood, what happened to the heroic master of King Sarufar stationed in Orgrimmar to personally lead the team to convey?

"Great Chief, urgent military affairs!"

Before the two-legged wyvern landed, King Sarufar's slightly old but still vigorous figure had already jumped off the saddle, and he hurried a few steps to report solemnly and briefly: "The Regent of Stormwind, Bovar Fortaggen, has signed the order with the Countess Catlana, the head of the noble council, and the Patriarch of the Cathedral of Light, Benedictas!" ”

"Because of the disappearance of King Varian Ureon, Stormwind has officially declared war on Thunder Bluff and Orgrimmar!"

"King Magni of Ironforge and the Pygmy Master Craftsman Mercatok has decided to fulfill the alliance oath on behalf of the dwarves and gnomes, while declaring war on Thunder Bluff and Orgrimmar. At present, the only side of the alliance is Tarnassus's high priest Tyrande*, who has not yet made a clear statement. ”

"Boom"

After hearing this ridiculous news, the tribal bosses were shocked, and the same thought invariably appeared in their minds!

The Alliance actually declared war on the Horde first?

The tribe hasn't bothered them yet!

What is this?

Do the wicked sue first?

Or do those scumbags of the alliance really treat the tribes as clay people and soft persimmons without temper?

At this moment, what is behind the scenes, what is strange and suspicious, all of them have been left behind by everyone.

Except for the gloomy Sal and the laughing and criering Gazruvi, the rest of the angry leaders and bigwigs had only one thought left in their minds: war!

(To be continued......) PS: Don't say anything as I say that I still don't have a eunuch in the end, everyone tap and spray T