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Outlands, Nagrand Savannah.

The Maghan orcs of Galadar have been very excited lately, and they have finally welcomed the tribe.

Although this tribe is no longer the one they used to be familiar with, it is a joy to see the return of their compatriots who have traveled to the world of Azeroth.

Strictly speaking, the Maghan clan was not a native traditional clan, this clan was composed of the old, weak, sick or wounded soldiers of the other clans of the orcs, and they could no longer accept high-intensity fighting, so the old tribe concentrated all these groups in the Nagrand steppe on the eve of the expedition.

They founded the town called Galadar here, and lived peacefully here, waiting for the triumph of the old horde until the arrival of the Burning Legion army.

The old tribe didn't wait, waited for the burning expedition, and the Maghan clan was sad enough.

Grandmother Gaiaan, the spiritual leader of the Maghan clan.

She hails from the Frostwolf Clan of the Frostfire Mountains, and with her unparalleled patience and wisdom, she has become the spiritual pillar of the entire Galadar.

It is no exaggeration to say that every orc in the Maghan clan, regardless of the clan from which they came before, has been carefully cared for by Grandmother Gaiaan.

Therefore, although the orcs of the Maghan clan came from all over the world and once belonged to different clans, their cohesion at the moment can be said to be one of the best.

They all fought for the glory of Maghan.

This once strong, sick and wounded concentration camp clan is now growing stronger.

They're not weakling, they just need time.

In the small square in the middle of the town of Galadar, King Sarufar sat quietly on the ground like a child, and whispered to Grandmother Gaia'an, who was sitting in a soft chair under a large tree.

"Chief Sal and Old Chief Durotan will soon arrive, and Old Chief Durotan is simply ecstatic to hear that you are alive, and I have seen Old Chief Dulongtan with that expression for the first time. ”

Grandmother Gaiaan nodded kindly, a look of remembrance on her face.

"Durotan and Draka already have children, time flies... I still remember Durotan running around in the snow of Frost Fire Ridge with his bare butt as a child, and his whole ass was frozen into ice. ”

King Sarufar raised his forehead in embarrassment when he heard this, he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, the story of the old chieftain when he was a child, he still didn't hear it much.

"His son, Thrall, must also be a wise and excellent Great Chief, you have suffered a defeat in the world of Azeroth, and although I agree that it was a wrong war, it has still suffered you. ”

Sarufar nodded immediately, "But this can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, the current new tribe does not have careerists like Gul'dan, let alone the depravity and corruption brought about by evil power and demon blood, the orcs have regained their former glory and nobility, you can go back with us this time, you will be better taken care of in the world of Azeroth, and you should enjoy the blessings." ”

"There's no rush to this. ”

Grandmother Gaia smiled kindly and looked at Sarufar.

On the border between the Nagrand steppes and the Zangar marshes, a large tribal army is marching rapidly in the direction of Galadar.

Flags were flown in the ranks, and the scarlet tribal banners turned the elite army into a sea of red.

The elite guards of Kukaron sit firmly on the backs of the galloping wolves, alert for any foes that may arise.

This tribe army has eliminated at least three demons in the demon casting camp along the way, and although those demons are numerous and powerful, the strength of this tribe's elite is stronger.

Durotan still rode his beloved giant she-she-frost wolf, Snow Go, while his wife, Draka, rode a smaller frost wolf and followed her husband closely.

Thrall's side was much more corrupt, and he rode on the back of the wolf with the human woman Taresha, who had lived in Orgrimmar for a long time, but still had not learned to ride this wild wolf characteristic of the orcs.

"Is this your hometown, Sal? ”

Taresha's personality has changed a lot compared to when she was first rescued.

After all, if a human has lived in the orc society for a long time, he will naturally be more or less infected with the bold and straightforward character of some orcs.

Thrall's relationship with Taresa has long been decided, but Taresa is a very self-aware woman, and she understands that she can never be Thrall's wife, and the wife of the tribe's great chief can only be an orc.

However, Taresa is extremely satisfied with her current life, she is happy to be the lover of this orc chieftain, she thinks that Thrall is far more noble than those disgusting and dirty human nobles, and the real monsters are those human nobles who play with themselves, those so-called compatriots.

Unlike Thrall, who has a gentle and wise heart beneath his rugged orc exterior, he is a gifted and powerful shaman, but he is also humble and courteous, and treats everyone around him with great sincerity.

Only such orcs can be accepted by all the joining races of the tribe and become their only big chieftain.

In the new generation, there is no doubt that there is only one existence that can unite the entire tribe and firmly control the general direction of the tribe.

"Haha, Taresha, welcome to the homeland of our orcs, but we frostwolf orcs usually live in the Frostfire Ridge area, and only come to the warm Nagrand grasslands when there is a group hunt, everything here I miss immensely. ”

Durotan laughed and explained loudly to his son's lover.

For Taresha, Durotan is extremely grateful. This human woman, who had given too much for her son back then, had no reason not to respect her.

And in those days of sharing hardships and comforting and cheering each other, no one would believe Sal and Taresa to say that there was no affection.

Although Thrall, as the Great Chieftain, could not have made Talesa his wife, and the orcs also respected the tradition of monogamy, Durotan did not object to this, let alone interfere with the relationship between the two.

Because in the eyes of the orcs, Taresha, a human woman, is a warrior worthy of admiration and respect.

Warriors and glory are not just heroes who kill their enemies on the battlefield, a weak woman who knows that she will die, and is willing to steal the key to escape for Thrall is another act of warrior and noble glory.

Although in the end, Thrall's rescue due to the Titan God's rescue, the key and the escape route did not come in handy, but this did not affect the orcs' respect for Taresa in the slightest.

Whether you succeed or not is one thing, what you do or not is the most important thing.

The orcs have an incomparably deep understanding of glory.

The town of Galadar was already in sight, and at the gates of the town, King Sarufar was already waiting with his troops and the orcs of the Maghan clan to greet him.

Garrosh quietly watched the imposing elite army of the tribe galloping from a distance, his fists clenched, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

That's right, this is an invincible tribal army!

I will also become one of them, and I will give everything I have for the prosperity and strength of the tribe!

Durotan and Thrall turned over and dismounted from the wolf, and King Sarufar immediately met them.

"Great Chief, Old Chief, Grandmother Gaia is already waiting for you inside, you ... ”

Before Sarufar could finish speaking, Durotan rushed in with his wife, Draka, and cried out like a delighted child.

Thrall walked up to Garrosh and gave him a chest-beating salute.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Hellroaring Child. ”

Noticing that Garrosh's expression was a little strange, Salton suddenly thought of the report Sarufar had given him some time ago.

He patted Garrosh the broad shoulder, and Sal smiled.

"Don't be angry with your father, I'll show you some images of your father in a few days, how he fulfilled his glorious mission to avenge the entire orc tribe in the Demon Slayer Canyon, and how he personally defeated the Abyss Lord Manolos. ”

"Your father is a hero, Garrosh, whether he is a living man or a death knight. ”

Sal had a very contagious affinity, and after Garrosh heard this, the strange look on his face immediately subsided a lot, and he nodded at Sal.

"Thank you, Grand Chief of Sal, and while I haven't seen your specific abilities yet, I at least know that you are a venerable High Chief. ”

Listening to Garrosh's straightforward answer, Salton suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.

This little hell roar, whether in terms of personality or thinking, is really an orc who is too qualified to be qualified.