It was not that the coalition did not file a diplomatic protest against the Horde for this.

The one who can listen to people is not brain-dead, he is not only ashamed, but proud.

"The Horde doesn't understand what you're talking about, but if the Alliance dares to step into Tribal territory, the Tribe will fight. ”

Brain-dead roar was so clean and neat that Gary Vickers was even more moved to crocodile tears, and as soon as he turned his head, he asked Brain-dead Roar to ask all the minotaurs who had surrendered in the last war and dragged them to the mine as slaves.

In fact, Garrosh Hellroar has always had very mixed fears about the Alliance.

In his youth, youth, and adulthood, he remained in Nagrand and waited to die. Even though the other half of his horizon was green Nagrand, he felt fear every day when he looked at the world that was gradually crumbling and the island in the sky that was suspended due to the disturbance of gravity.

Finally, one day, the ancestors he had been praying for sent someone to save him.

Naturally, it was the Great Chief Thrall who took the lead, but it was not the Great Chieftain's orc army that really brought more than two million orcs away from that Jedi, but the Alliance's flying battleships.

Garrosh will never forget the feeling of seeing for the first time those 100-meter-long man-made giants soaring through the sky, picking himself up and his compatriots.

That gave him a sense of trance in which alien races (mostly humans) had conquered nature and conquered the world with their wisdom and strength.

After the lucky escape, all that remains is deep fear and jealousy, as well as low self-esteem.

Compared to this high-tech civilization, the orcs are too primitive and backward.

Perhaps in past wars, orcs could defeat the sparsely numbered draenei with demonic power. But in the face of a race with a population greater than orcs, and a higher civilization and combat power than orcs, humans, can orcs really win?

There are no specialized psychologists in this world.

No one knows that when the inferiority complex reaches the limit, under the pressure of extreme fear, there will only be two possibilities for the soul: either it will collapse under the pressure, or it will be extremely arrogant in order to vent the pressure of the soul after extreme inferiority.

Garrosh fears humans, fears Duke, and hates Duke, who stole his proud father.

It is this extremely contradictory mentality that causes him to be extremely hostile to the alliance led by humans, and he will never give up until this alliance that threatens him, the orcs and even the entire tribe is destroyed.

It was in this state of mind that time stepped into the dark gate in October 28, and the appearance of a mysterious figure satisfied the desire in his heart.

The former Sun King - Anastrian.

"Are you afraid of the Alliance? Actually, even if we can't catch up with the Alliance for a short time, as long as we get the weapons that the Alliance doesn't dare to attack the Horde, that's fine. ”

"What do you mean? Bones! Say your advice, or I'll tear your bones apart and feed them to my wolf." Garrosh didn't show the tribe's only Archmage of the Sunrise the slightest bit of respect.

In his opinion, this scumbag who betrayed the High Elves for immortality, then betrayed the Forsaken under the weight of the Lich King, and finally returned to the tribe to seek refuge with a dead face, did not deserve any respect from him.

In a sense, he was right.

Anastrian is already a three-surname house slave in the standard sense.

"[Rainbow of Focus]!" came out of that rotten mouth, a term that Garrosh had never heard before.

"Huh?"

The former Sun King said in a very seductive tone: "As the most powerful arcane energy in Azeroth, the Titan has given the Blue Dragons control magic artifact, it helps the weaver manage Azeroth's magic, and if necessary, it can even absorb the arcane energy of the whole of Azeroth, but then it will become extremely unstable, and if it explodes, it may be able to blow up the whole of Azeroth into a second outland, oh, 'our world'." ”

Garrosh's breath was so rapid that he could even hear his own heartbeat, each of which was so powerful and powerful as it hit his chest.

It was precisely because he knew that the Alliance had the ability to destroy the tribe easily that he was irritable and he was furious. If you can have this thing, then I'm afraid of the alliance's fart!

If the Alliance dares to attack, I will dare to blow up Azeroth.

"What do you mean...... Is it true? Where is that thing?" even Garrosh himself knew he was a little too eager, and his voice trembled.

"As it happens, I know where that thing has been lately. As the price for me to help the Great Chief master this big killing weapon, I hope the Great Chief can also do me a small favor?"

"You say!" Garrosh was impatient.

"I want to be the leader of the Forsaken once again so that the Forsaken can rejoin the tribe. ”

"Hmph, of course! Dranosh, that bastard who betrayed his ancestors, deserved not to return to the land of the ancestral spirits. Garrosh didn't hesitate to agree.

Just when the tribe is in full swing with a new conspiracy.

In the conference room of the Dalaran Kenrito Council, there were surprisingly no other Kenrito members here. There are only three beings sitting in high positions.

Each of them is a character who can make the world tremble by stomping his feet in the alliance now-

Demigod, the current supreme leader of the Tides, Queen Naga, Vice Commander of the Alliance Navy, Vaskey!

Demigod, the current supreme leader of the Land of Fire, Speaker of Dalaran Kenrito, head of the Alliance Mage Legion, and Kael'thas * Sunstrider.

Archmage of the Dawn Sun, the current highest authority of the Demon Web, Queen of Kul Tiras, deputy head of the Alliance Mage Legion, Gianna Prodmoor.

Under the watchful eyes of the three of them, on the marble floor in the direction of their hands knelt on one knee - the Ereda Twins.

"Did the fish bite the hook?" asked Gianna, who was facing a frost, coldly.

"The bait has been eaten, and as long as the brainless piranha eats the little fish, everything is ready. Orethes said in a deep voice.

"Nothing flawed, right?" asked Vasqui.

It was Queen Salorath who answered: "Don't worry, we're the best at it." And now the warlocks of the entire tribe are under control, and as long as the Mistress of Prodmore gives the order, they can ...... immediately"

"Very well, you guys go down. There is no room for error, and if you mess up, you will have no need to exist in this world. Gianna waved her hand.

"Understood. The Ereda Twins retired.

After the twins left, Kael'thas sighed softly, then leaned back on the bench.

"Are you alright?" asked Gianna.

"It's fine. It should be said that as expected, Anastrian is still the stubborn, power-hungry Sun King in his bones. Kaizi commented on her former father.