Not many people can understand what happened just now, because of the relationship between distance and vision, everyone only saw that Kane did press Garrosh to fight, but at the last moment, it was Garrosh who directly killed Kane.

The crowd's wild cheers drowned everything out, including Bane's shouting, "Poison! Garrosh's axe is poisonous! That despicable guy murdered my father." ”

Did anyone hear that?

Yes, all the Minotaurs around, including Woking, Varok, Dranosh, Garry Vickers, and others not far away, heard it.

Even though every orc around them was reveling and roaring, at least they all noticed it.

The duel just now was certainly unreasonable, and there was a huge conspiracy.

Dranosh jumped out of the gladiatorial arena and turned over Kane's corpse with the unhappiness in his heart, and he immediately saw the green venom on Kane's chest, as well as the strange green on the edge of the [Blood Roar] held up by the Great Chief.

Woking stared at the scene, then he jerked his head and yelled, "Varok Sarufar!"

Woking's name is not only Varok as a notary, but also the Grand Overseer, who holds the core of the tribe.

Only Varok is qualified to declare this a disgraceful Makogora, and only he can vindicate Kane's wrongs.

Varok's mouth squirmed for a long time, and finally he couldn't spit out a word.

Declare this duel null and void?

It's easy!

This kind of obvious evidence can be proved immediately as long as he Warok roars.

But what about after that?

Garrosh is bound to be spurned by the entire tribe, and then who will lead the tribe?

The tribe no longer has the talent to be a great chief. Garrosh was reckless, but he at least killed the traitor and was victorious. Except for him, there was no one who could suppress the current Young Zhuang orcs.

Perhaps it would have been a mistake to let him continue to be the chieftain, but who would dare to say that he would be able to lead the tribe out of this desperate predicament?

Woking?

No, his identity as a troll is a huge problem, and he can't suppress these young orcs. And although Garrosh has a terrible personality, his personal strength is definitely the best in the tribe. Unless it was Gruul, no one, including Woking, could beat him in Makogorari.

A thousand thoughts swirled through his mind, and finally turned into a sigh, and Varok lowered his head deeply.

Woking understood everything, he did not blame Varok for his choice.

Yes, it's just endless sorrow.

He turned and walked past Bane's side and patted the next Minotaur patriarch who had witnessed his father's murder.

"Someday, we will make Garrosh pay this blood debt. ”

Without waiting for Bane to react, Woking left the arena on his own.

The poison is not under Garrosh, it is a conspiracy of the Magasa* terror totem. It didn't matter, because Garrosh had chosen to feast at Orgrimmar that night, and had Kane's head hung on Orgrimmar's gates.

Everything went to Garrosh.

That same night, Woking approached Varok and took out an oath written in the skin of a two-legged wyvern, and declared it to him.

"From this moment on, I, Wojin, on behalf of the Darkspear Trolls, hereby declare peacefully leaving the Horde in accordance with the terms of the declaration I made with the Grand Chief of Sal. If Garrosh chooses to advance, we Darkspear Trolls will wait for war in the Echo Isles. Of course, you can also raise your tomahawk to me at this moment, and I will surely respond with my spear. ”

Varok was simply stunned, his lips trembling: "This...... As for it?"

"You've made your choice. The Darkspear Troll also made a choice. That's all. ”

Without accepting any offer, Woking proudly left Varok standing lonely in the chieftain's hall.

Even more shocked was still to come, almost front and back, and Draranosh also found Vaarok: "The Forsaken have announced their departure from the Horde. ”

"No! it's not true, you're ......."

"I used to be an orc, and you used to be my father. But I'm dead, and the dead don't have the same rights as the living, do they? Garrosh doesn't take me seriously anyway. But I am now the leader of the Forsaken, and I am accountable to my people. So be it, father, if you can't stay any longer. Welcome to Winterspring Valley. Or, like our Great Chief's father, Grom, you can join Duke Marcus, and that's a good option for you. ”

Ignoring his father, who was completely speechless, Dranosh used his cold body to hug his father, who was still bleeding and warm, before dropping an oath and leaving proudly.

On this night, the goblins and the minotaurs were also departed.

Gary Vickers said in his high-pitched voice, "I don't mind owing people money, but I really mind people owing me money. The tribe owes me too much money. Thrall can't afford to pay it back, Garrosh doesn't want to pay it back at all, and he wants my life! If you want the Rusty Water Chaebol to return to the tribe? Yes, pay back the money owed to us first. ”

Bane put it bluntly: "It was an unjust duel, and the Minotaur did not admit that Kane's Bloody Hoof was a glorious death." The Minotaurs have no intention of confronting the Horde, but if the Tribe chooses to attack Mogaolei, the Minotaurs will fight to the end in Thunder Cliff. ”

Overnight, the tribe fell apart.

When Varok handed the four deeds of renunciation of his tribal identity to Garrosh the next morning, who woke up with a hangover, Garrosh lost his temper on the spot.

"Betrayal! This is a shameless betrayal! Who gave them the right to betray the Horde?" Garrosh frenzied on the spot.

Varok was unmoved: "This was set by the previous Great Chief Sal when he pulled the four major races into the tribe. And at that time, all the orc clan chiefs of the tribe signed the consent form, including me representing the Blackstone clan, Thrall representing the Frostwolf clan, and Grom representing the Warsong clan, which is your father. Every chieftain agreed that the tribes were equal and had the right to leave peacefully if the tribe was not in a state of war. ”

Garrosh clutched his aching head: "Isn't the Horde in a state of war now? Who ordered it to be lifted?"

"It's you, Great Chief. After you killed Kane* Bloodhoof, you announced the decision in person in front of thousands of orcs at a banquet last night. Varok said in a deep voice.

Garrosh's face turned red.

"What if I said that I would punish races like the Darkspear Trolls who dared to leave the tribe while I was delirious?" asked Garrosh.

"That means you're declaring war on the four races at the same time. And they will most likely fall to the Union. Varok coldly pushed back.