"Fenpida... Welcome to Orgrimmar!"

Sal stepped forward with a smile on his face and said to Fenbida that although his heart was dripping blood at this time, he was the chief of Orgrimmar after all, and even more so the chief of the tribe.

"If you don't say anything else, will there be any welcome feast for the evening?" asked Fenbida with a smile.

A welcome party?

There is a send-off banquet!

Sal was deeply moved by Fenpida's shameless behavior, but there was nothing he could do, and then said, "No, we have been squeezed for money lately. ”

"Oh..."

Fenpida nodded helplessly, "By the way, I came to Orgrimmar today to ask the Great Chief about something. ”

Thing?

Thrall and Woking looked at each other, seeing each other's doubts, and Woking hurriedly asked Fenpida, "What is it that needs to be asked by Orgrimmar, and is it related to our tribe?"

"It doesn't matter much, but it's important to me. Fenbida said with a serious face, "I wonder if the Great Chief still knows a Sword Saint of the Fireblade Clan named Samuro?"

Samuro?

Samuro used to be one of the most brave and warlike of the orc clan, but unfortunately because he saw his comrades slaughtering villagers in a village on the border of Lordaeron, he was mentally stimulated and realized that the orcs were butchers.

It was not until Thrall came to Kalimdor that he agreed with Sal's views that he took up his long-lost weapon, and once again made a mark in the war against the tribe and Kurtiras, and settled in Orgrimmar without asking about any battlefield smoke.

Why did Fenpida ask about the old orc hero? Is it to invite him to fight again? But even if Samuro still wanted to take up arms, he was already a little old, completely past the golden age of a warrior.

"You... Why are you looking for Samuro, Fenpida?," Sal said rather solemnly.

Fenpida sighed, "This... Have you ever heard of the Fenpida World War Report? This is the newspaper that sold very well some time ago. ”

Of course, Sal knew, and he learned from it that the Alliance had taken the lead in capturing the Blackwing's Lair, and he complained about it.

Especially when he saw that the whole field was a tactic formulated by Fenpida, he was even more dissatisfied, and these people in the alliance could only play this kind of trick and find a foreign aid to help...

"I know... I was a little surprised that you still have such extraordinary intelligence and ability!" Thrall deliberately did not mention the Alliance's killing of Nefarian, instead focusing on Fenpida's tactics. For him, the Alliance's credit goes to Fenpida.

"I want to cover a story about Samuro, so I'm going to find him...", Fenpida smiled slightly, and then brought out the lies that he had already thought about.

Reporting on Samuro?

This is indeed a good thing! It can positively increase the image of the tribe.

Sal and Woking glanced at each other, each seeing the other's eyes of approval, and then Sal said, "Okay, I hope you can report positively, and don't mix it with bad reports about the tribe!"

"I can't believe my character?" said Fenbida, rolling her eyes, rather speechless.

It's because of you, so I can't believe it!

Thrall felt helpless at Fenpida's words, he had come to Orgrimmar to make a miasma, not only messing up Orgrimmar's environment, but also harming a group of young orcs.

In the days after he left, all day and night, the group of young orcs who had been poisoned by Fenpida began to hold some kind of bonfire banquet...

"Sarufar, take Fenbida to Samuro's dwellings. Sal said to Sarufar.

"Yes, Great Chief!"

...

Sarufar led Fenpida to a very humble house in a corner of the Valley of Strength, and Sarufar said to Fenpida, "Ahead is Samuro's residence!"

"Oh..."

Nervous.

At this point, it's very nervous!

This Samuro is the most important person in his mysterious project, and he must be taken down!

Fenpida took a deep breath, then opened his universal writer system, selected a lucky card and clicked to use it, watching the use time on it continue to decrease, and then walked into the small room with Sarufar.

"Sarufar?"

As soon as I entered the door, I saw an old orc, who was originally a little surprised, and after seeing Fenbida, he said nervously, "Human!?"

"Don't be nervous, Samuro!" said Sarufar, "this human is a friend of the Fenpida, the tribe. ”

Fenpida!

Samuro was slightly stunned, and then said, "You are a very famous Fenpida in the tribe?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Fenpida said with a smile on his face, "I didn't expect the great hero of Samuro to know my name, I'm so lucky!" Then Fenpida turned to Sarufar and said, "King Sarufar, can you let me talk to Samuro alone for a while?"

"Yes!"

After Salufar left, Fenbida hurriedly stepped forward and flattered Samuro, "Samuro, I've heard about your experience since I was a child, you're really good!"

Thousands of sycophants are not worn, even the veteran hero Samuro was slapped by a sycophant from Fenpida, and laughed wildly, "Hahaha, I can't imagine that after so many years, you kid still knows." ”

"Yes!"

Fenbida secretly rejoiced, and during this time also found Samuro's voice, it was really so shocking, with a little hoarseness in the roughness, and the male hormone explosion was incisive... It's almost time to catch up with yourself!

That's right!

He's a singer!

Fenbida smiled mysteriously, and the flickering routine began to go online, and if it didn't succeed, it would become a benevolent!

"Samuro... Do you still want to fight again?" Fenpida asked mysteriously, "With your skill and stealth ability, Azeroth has few opponents!"

"Me?"

"I'm old... I don't want to take up arms anymore!" Samuro shook his head, "Now I just want to live the rest of my life in peace." ”

"Oh..."

Fenbida thought for a moment, and then said to Samuro, "Samuro, in fact, you can't fool me, I see unwillingness and unyielding in your eyes, you don't want to spend the rest of your life like this, don't deny me first... Do you think I'm right?"

There was silence in the room, and Samuro did not speak, his eyes kept dodging. It is true that Samuro himself has a little complaint about his current life, but what can he do?

And he is not a figure like Bloxshiga Sarufar, who traveled to 10,000 years ago in his old age, slashed the Dark Titan, and used this wound to prevent Sargeras from entering Kalimdor.

"Indeed... I want to keep fighting, because I'm not a good fighter, I didn't die in battle, it's a shame for the orcs!" Samuro said sadly.

"No, an orc warrior doesn't have to die on the battlefield!"

"I can provide you with a different life, more respectable than dying on the battlefield!"

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