The orc warlock Retson immediately stepped into his role and faithfully followed behind Hu Feng. Interestingly, this somewhat emaciated orc warlock always carried six poisoned daggers on his body, more thieves than thieves.

The group was on their way back to the Red Ridge Mountain Fortress, accompanied by Durotan, the chief of the Frostwolf Clan, and several of his Overseers. Negotiations and exchanges will take place at the Red Ridge Mountain Fortress.

"Go back and open up a new area in the Stormwind Mage Zone, as a Warlock Zone. Hu Feng said to Ryan.

"You want to develop warlocks among humans?" Ryan thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement. "There's nothing wrong with that, the power of a warlock is too different from a mage, the alliance has suffered too much from a warlock, and we must have this kind of power as well. ”

Hu Feng nodded: "Not only humans, but also elves, I will also pick a group of upper-level elves who are interested in warlocks, and try to see if elves can produce the profession of warlock." Then he turned to look at Reitson.

"When you go back, I want you to teach apprentices who have the talent of warlocks, but one thing you have to keep in mind is that it is forbidden to pollute the land as before, and look at the good things you have done, a dark swamp is now devoid of grass. ”

Reitson immediately bowed down to receive the order.

The Dark Swamp is now known as the Cursed Lands, where the land is dark red and barren, and all the beasts are either dead or corrupted by evil powers, and have become insane.

Although the main force of the tribe has already moved north, the dark gate of the Cursed Land is still guarded by the Bloodring Clan, and if something goes wrong, it will be closed immediately according to Gul'dan's method.

Hu Feng thought for a moment, "As for the name... I'll be the master, so let's call it the Council of the Six Daggers. Reitson, as the chief councillor and my follower, you have nothing to do with the tribe from now on, let me find out that there is a small move, I will drag your soul out and burn it with evil energy for 10,000 years, you know. ”

"Understood, understood, master, I can also secretly contact some warlocks in the Shadow Council who privately disobey Gul'dan, and see if I can also bring them over to serve the master. Reitson looked flattering and respectful.

Hu Feng was embarrassed for a moment, Reitson's transformation was too complete, and he started to work hard to pull people before his ass was hot...

In the council hall of the Red Ridge Mountain Fortress, a long table was placed in the center, and on either side sat humans and frostwolf orcs. This style of negotiation is very human.

At this moment, Durotan was frowning, thinking about the agreement proposed by King Lane.

Three paths lay before him:

The first way, wait for the opportunity, head north to the Alterac Valley, where the ice and snow are very similar to the Frostwolf Clan's homeland, Frostfire Ridge, the Frostwolf Clan will re-establish their home in the depths of the Alterac Mountains, but must no longer respond to the Horde, and must live independently and neutrally.

The second way, wait for the opportunity, go to the wetland area, and settle in the gentle land of the wetland, where the land is still fertile and the climate is neither hot nor cold, but correspondingly, the frostwolf clan must join the alliance and connect with the Stormwind Kingdom and the dwarves.

The third way, across the Endless Sea, leads to the barren lands of Kalimdor, a vast expanse twice the size of Frostfire Ridge, but with an arid climate and a lack of water, it is difficult to grow large areas of crops. Correspondingly, the frostwolf orcs can have great autonomy, in addition to prohibiting hooking up with the current tribe, the frostwolf clan loves to toss and toss, and everyone will be a member of the world of Azeroth in the future.

Draka squeezed Durontan's large hand, who looked into his wife's trusting eyes.

Durotan made a decision in his heart: the first path could not be taken, not to mention that the Alterac Mountains were located in the hinterland of the northern human kingdom, and there were enemies on all sides, and even if neutrality was restored, no one would be willing to communicate and trade with them.

The second path cannot be taken, or rather unwilling to be taken. The wetlands were the best place to settle, but the price to pay was to join the alliance and face his former compatriot and old friend Orgrim, which Durotan would never agree with.

Then there is only a third way, with the Night Elves providing ships and crossing the sea to the unknown and unfamiliar continent of Kalimdor, the name Barren Lands is not a good place to hear, but at least it has absolute autonomy. Orcs can endure hardship, and as long as they manage it carefully, the barren land will always become a new home for the Frostwolf Clan.

"On behalf of the Frostwolf Clan, I make a decision. I chose the third path, hoping that the Night Elves would keep their promise and give us what you call the barren land. ”

Hu Feng, who was sitting next to Ryan opposite, smiled: "Don't worry, it's not just you orcs who respect the glory of the promise." Now that you have made your decision, and I represent the Night Elves, I have to remind you once again that when you go to your new home, you must consider yourself a member of Azeroth, abandon your former identity as an intruder, and step up to contribute when the world is in danger. ”

Durotan nodded, "Of course, this is very reasonable, we Frostwolf Clan have no cowards, we also value glory, if something threatens this world, we will also contribute our own strength." I also hope that the Night Elves can continue to trade and communicate with us for a long time. ”

"As long as you don't have any more to do with the tribes here, then the Night Elves will naturally treat you equally, and establish trade relations and ethnic exchanges with you. ”

"In this way, I have no problem, the Frostwolf Clan can set off at any time. ”

Durotan stood up and signed his name on the contract in front of him.

King Ryan put on a smiling face at this moment, and motioned for several messengers to come in with wine glasses.

"Now we are not enemies, Azeroth is a friendly world, our alliance is also an inclusive organization, and common development is what we are after, cheers. Ryan raised his glass and gestured to Durotan.

Durontan grinned and threw his head back. "You human wine is too weak, and you'll know what real wine is when we settle down and make our own spirits again, haha. ”

Ryan couldn't help but laugh: "This is wine, it is suitable for slow sipping and tasting, not like that... You and the dwarves must have something in common. ”

The two sides exchanged for a while, and then got up, and Durotan went back to gather his people, who were to go to the Western Wilderness, board a ship in the Golden Beach area of the Night Elf Concession, and head to Kalimdor.

"Do you have a baby?" Hu Feng asked as he leaned over to Durotan.

Durotan hurriedly bowed respectfully, he now knew that this master was the mortal incarnation of the god who had killed the evil god who had helped the orcs invade Azeroth.

"Yes, Divine Venerable, his name is Gouyle. It was only because of Gul'dan's sorcery that my child had become green-skinned, and I entrusted him to my friend Orgrim when I carried out the order of the Queen. Durotan gritted his teeth, a look of hatred.

Hu Feng pursed his lips and nodded: "Well... Don't worry, this kid is good, and he will be a qualified and wise chief in the future. ”

Durotan was startled, and then thought that the gods could predict the future, and it was not unusual, and his heart was happy.

"Thank you for your guidance. ”