Just as Grom Hell's Roar slew the forest demigod Cenarius, and led the Warsong Clan and the demons of the Burning Legion to slaughter and destroy in the Ashen Vale, Thrall and Kane Bloodhoof, who were still ignorant of this, had already used hired goblin airships to break through the layers of human camps and enter the intricate caverns of Stonetalon Mountain.

At this moment, this great chief, who may be the most special in the history of the orc race, is full of hope to find the prophet who gave him guidance in his dreams, and use the wisdom of the other party to lead his people out of the dark history of the past and embrace the future.

As an orc who grew up in the human world and learned a lot of knowledge, the biggest difference between him and traditional orcs is that he can look at his fellow citizens from a different perspective, and figure out what is the source of their barbarism, bloodthirstiness, violence, and merciless humiliation of the weak.

It is precisely because he sees through the essence of the social culture of the orc nomadic clan that Thrall proposes to revitalize the shamanic teachings to replace the missing spiritual beliefs.

He understood that with the long-standing traditions and nature of orcs, it was unrealistic to expect his fellow citizens to be as moral and compassionate as humans.

After all, orcs have always admired the strong and despised the weak.

When Grom Hellroar was young, he did not hesitate to refuse the request of his seriously injured wife to kill him to end his pain in order not to expose his weakness.

He also called him a "wolf who lost his teeth" in public with insulting words, leaving his wife in place to die.

If you treat your family like this, you can imagine what will happen to outsiders.

To reverse this ingrained way of thinking, it is obviously unrealistic to rely on the efforts of one person alone.

In desperation, Thrall retreated to the next best thing, associating battle, killing, and glory, fusing them with the traditional shamanic teachings of the orcs.

He did not seek to change the minds and nature of his compatriots, but only hoped that they would no longer kill innocents indiscriminately as before, regardless of men, women, and children, and trumpeted that killing enemies who had no ability to resist was not only an honor, but an insult to himself and his clan.

In this way, it can not only maintain the strong combat effectiveness of the orc race, but also ensure that the image of the tribe as barbaric and backward in the eyes of the outside world will be slowly changed.

I have to say that as a leader, Thrall is the "macho man from the sky" who has made great changes in the orc race in the true sense.

Without his powerful repression and revival of shamanic teachings, the orcs might have been able to get the Darkspear Trolls with a cannibalistic tradition to join them, but it would never have been possible to gain the approval of the Minotaur chieftain Kane Bloodhoof, let alone convince Gianna to side with him in killing his own father, Darein, after the Battle of Mount Hyjal.

Unfortunately, this change is only temporary.

Sal is well aware that it takes time to reshape the ideas and perceptions of an entire race, perhaps years, decades, or even decades.

And what he lacks most at the moment is time.

What's more, humans who regard orcs as mortal enemies have also appeared on this ancient continent.

The only thing Thrall was thankful for was that he had met the native Minotaur and had learned some important information about the continent of Kalimdor.

For example, the ubiquitous and aggressive centaurs, and the boar people who are abundant in the barrens.

Without the help and guidance of the Minotaurs, he couldn't have imagined how long he could hold out under the siege of an endless army of centaurs with the number of warriors he had now.

Oh, and by the way, the Harpies with the ability to fly and cast spells are also a big problem.

There is no doubt that the ancient continent of Kalimdor is anything but borderlands.

Therefore, if the orcs, who are outsiders, want to gain a foothold and obtain a land of their own, they must break out a war with the local natives.

And if this one is not handled well, it is bound to repeat the tragedy of losing both the previous two wars, and it is very easy to arouse the cold, cruel, bloodthirsty and tyrannical emotions in the nature of orcs.

In particular, the recent restlessness of the Warsong Clan had made the Great Chief feel particularly worried.

Not to mention the small number of warlocks left in the orc community who still use shadow magic, secretly summoning demonic creatures to fight and serve themselves.

While these guys have now sworn allegiance to the new horde, and have been as discreet as possible in their daily lives, it's hard not to be wary and worried considering what Gul'dan and the Shadow Council have done.

After all, anyone who dares to gain knowledge and power from the demons of the Burning Legion is a ruthless character with great ambitions.

No one knows how long they will be able to hold out in this game with the devil, and when they will be tempted to rebel and do things in the shadows.

Therefore, Sal, the great chief, is not easy at all, and often even has nightmares when he sleeps at night due to excessive stress.

He wasn't even sure if it was some kind of foreshadowing, so he followed in the Prophet's footsteps and took great risks across the Endless Sea.

However, after arriving in Kalimdor, the prophet who had been guiding the way in his dreams suddenly and inexplicably disappeared.

This anomaly undoubtedly made Thrall nervous and anxious.

Any mistake in decision-making could lead to the complete destruction of a new tribe that has just been born.

For this reason, he often even feels overwhelmed by the weight of responsibility.

You must know that the real age of this so-called Great Chief is only about twenty-four or five years old, even among the orcs with a low average life expectancy, he is quite young, far less calm and wise than when he later recruited the Forsaken to join the tribe after the establishment of Orgrimmar.

Nor has he grown to the point where he can remain sane and calm at all times.

"What are you worried about?"

Kane Bloodhoof undoubtedly sensed the mental state of the orc shaman beside him, and asked in a slightly deep voice.

Thrall replied with a wry smile, "Of course I am confused about the future of the orcs. You know, it's been a long time since I've received the guidance of a prophet in a dream. And the appearance of humans and the restlessness of the Warsong Clan also made me very nervous. ”

"Relax, the little human girl was clearly just looking for something, and had no intention of fighting. Perhaps, like us, she was guided by prophets to come to this place to find answers. ”

As he spoke, Kane Bloodhoof glanced at the human soldiers behind him who had been captured in the encounter because of the queen of the palace.

Due to the presence of the peace-loving Minotaurs, the orcs and trolls did not kill the captives, but instead beat them up and tied them up and threw them at the back of the line.

And their mouths are very hard, and they are reluctant to reveal half a word from beginning to end, even in the face of the threat of death.

This tough attitude and hateful eyes made the minotaurs finally realize how deep the feud between humans and orcs really is.

I also learned how bloodthirsty, violent, and cruel this group of green-skinned creatures that were once regarded as friends more than ten years ago.

Especially after witnessing the Warsong Clan's merciless slaughter of several human outposts, there are even many people within the Minotaur who feel that continuing to ally with the orcs may not be a good option.

In short, like all sapient races, the Minotaurs are divided into different factions within themselves.

Some of them are radical, some are peaceful;

Some admire the power of wilderness and nature, while others believe in the destructive power of their stout totem poles.

But one thing is certain, that is, the Minotaurs' senses of orcs have gradually developed in the direction of alienation from the initial appreciation and gratitude.

The most important thing is that Kane Bloodhoof has been hinted at by Mediven in his dreams, and he also feels that the problems within the orcs are quite serious.

It's just that he is simply optimistic about the big chief of Thrall, and he doesn't want to bear the reputation of being ungrateful, so he brought the other party to the Stonetalon Mountains.

What the result will be will be known only when the mysterious prophet appears.

In this way, the leaders of the two races and the humans led by Gianna fought in this intricate underground cavern to find the right path.

Before I knew it, I had come to the deepest part of Medivan's temporary settlement.

When the two sides met at the end of the line, Gianna, who had been avoiding fighting, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and directly summoned a large area of water elementals, and said in a tone full of disgust: "How long are you filthy green-skinned monsters going to follow me? Since you are so anxious to find death, then come! ”

The voice has not fallen!

She unleashed a bolt-piercing spell of frost to freeze all of her enemies.

"Tracking? We're not stalking you, ma'am. On the contrary, it is you who have repeatedly stopped us from moving forward. ”

Thrall summoned the Ghost Wolf without showing any weakness, and his hand was a lightning chain filled with furious energy.

As we all know, pure water without any impurities is non-conductive, but it is almost impossible for pure water to exist in nature, so whether it is river water, lake water, or sea water, it is conductive.

The same goes for the water elemental summoned from the Elemental Realm.

I saw a dazzling flash of lightning in the air, and several water elements were instantly evaporated and electrolyzed by the high temperature generated by the lightning strike.

The ghost wolf jumped directly and pounced, opening its fangs made of soul energy to tear apart one water elemental after another.

Perhaps on the field, Thrall had an overwhelming advantage in this encounter, clearing all the water elements in just a few seconds.

Sadly, Gianna summoned these water elementals to buy herself time to unleash powerful spells.

After the last water elemental turned into a puddle of water on the ground, she finally completed her magic.

I saw this young woman with long blond hair suddenly raise her right hand, and from her palm released a cold wind like a cold wind from the Icecrown Glacier in the far north.

In the blink of an eye, the wolf in soul form froze in place.

Frozen along with the ghost wolf were several orc warriors who rushed to the front.

What's worse is that the cold is still spreading down the cavern at an unimaginable speed.

Even the minotaurs, with their thick hair, began to feel their body temperature draining rapidly.

"Damn it!"

Thrall sensed almost instantly that this narrow cavern would greatly increase the power of the opponent's frost spell, and immediately wanted to summon the power of the fire elemental to fight against it.

Just as his hands began to glow with crimson fire, a voice suddenly echoed through the dimly lit cavern.

"Enough! What do you think this is? I will never allow anyone to use violence here! ”

As these words came out, both the frost magic that Gianna was unleashing and the power of the fire elemental summoned by Thrall quickly faded.

It was as if there was a more powerful force that suppressed the two powerful spellcasters in front of him at the same time.

Gianna was stunned.

Because since the success of her studies, even Archmage Anthony Das has not been able to destroy the spells she has already constructed.

Thrall was equally stunned.

As a shaman, his greatest power is to communicate with spirits and elements, and then to gain their power.

But now, someone can forcibly sever his connection with the elements.

But soon, Sal was the first to recognize Medivan's voice, and suddenly came back to his senses and exclaimed with surprise on his face, "It's you!" You're the prophet who always appears in my dreams! You were the one who guided me across the Endless Sea to Kalimdor. ”

In contrast, Gianna, who knew more about the inside story, looked up and down before probing in a tone that was not very sure: "So you are the last guardian of the Council of Tirisfar, the legendary Lord Medivan who was killed by his friends for opening the dark portal and letting orcs into Azeroth?" ”

"Medivan?!"

Thrall obviously understood human language, and immediately realized who the mysterious human standing in front of him was, and his face changed instantly.

Because in his cognition, this last guardian of the Tirisfal Woodland is no different from Naozu and Gul'dan, both of whom are responsible for the war, and who are also extremely dangerous enemies.

Seeing that his identity was revealed, Medivan simply stopped disguising himself, took the initiative to take off his hood to reveal his iconic face, and admitted directly: "That's right." I am Medivan, the last guardian of the Council of Tirisfar, and the sinner who opened the Dark Portal to bring the Orcs to Azeroth.

I was once ruled by a powerful dark force, teamed up with Gul'dan to open the dark gates, and was later killed by my best friend to travel in another world as a soul.

It wasn't long ago that I was finally resurrected and sensed the invasion of the Burning Legion.

In order to save the innocent people of the Eastern Kingdom, I have issued a warning to the leaders of all countries.

It's a pity that there is no second person besides you who is willing to lead the people away from their homeland to Kalimdor.

Neither King Terenas nor Prince Arthas, nor your proud and conceited teacher, Anthony Das, heeded my advice.

Fortunately, however, there was another force that counted in the war.

Hopefully, his power can help the world get through this once again.

In fact, by the time you left the Eastern Continent, most of the entire kingdom of Lordaeron had fallen.

The Scourge has opened portals to help Akmund and the vanguard of the Burning Legion enter the world.

The alliance gathered all its forces to confront it, and finally held the defensive line and formed a situation of repeated tug-of-war. ”

In order to let Gianna and Kane Bloodhoof understand the seriousness of the situation, Medivan did not hide the current tragic situation in the east.

Except for the Storm Kingdom, which was infiltrated and controlled by the Black Dragon Princess Onexia and did not receive the news at all, the rest of the alliance basically chose to pour out.

The nearest kingdoms of Gilneth and Stormgard even mobilized a nationwide to recruit all the young men who had been trained in the militia.

Either in the rear they were engaged in the production of weapons, especially gunpowder and artillery shells, or they were responsible for transporting supplies to the front, and by the way, the "lucky ones" were randomly selected to fill the line of defense that was killed and wounded every day.

The lava forge of Ironforge intensified its efforts to smelt metal day and night, and under the command of the dwarf engineers, a production line of tanks, artillery, and aircraft was built.

The Valley of Thorns side also quickly turned into a wartime state, working overtime to produce aerial gunboats to ensure that the alliance side always had air supremacy and overwhelming firepower superiority.

The remnants of Dalaran's mages and the High Elves of Silvermoon City have finally put aside their prejudices and joined together to form the Alliance's first true legion of spellcasters.

Even the Goblin Consortium in Thorn Valley was dragged down and became a force temporarily hired by the Alliance.

It can be said that excluding the several orc clans scattered in the Eastern Kingdom, as well as the Black Dragon Prince Nefarian in Blackstone Mountain, and the huge underground city of Blackstone Dwarves, the entire Eastern Continent has been unprecedentedly united.

This is one of the main reasons why Medivan agrees with Zuo Si.

"What? The Eastern Continent is already at full war! ”

As a human, Gianna suddenly became nervous.

Medivan nodded solemnly: "Yes, the Alliance has now contained a considerable number of troops of the Burning Legion and the Undead Scourge.

Therefore, there are no signs of a large-scale invasion on the Kalimdor continent for the time being.

But I can assure you that Akmund must have set up a portal somewhere by now, summoning his troops in a steady stream.

So you have to lead the army in the direction of Mount Hyjal at once. ”

"And what's the matter with these orcs? Could it be that they are also the reinforcements you found? You don't want me to ally with them, do you? ”

Gianna looked at Sal warily.

Under the influence of her father Dai Lin, she obviously doesn't have the slightest affection for this group of invaders.

In fact, in the original timeline, the daughter of the sea was strongly opposed to an alliance with the orcs, and in the end, Medivan forcibly pinched the two sides together.

"That's exactly what I was going to do. After all, no matter how bloodthirsty and brutal orcs are, they are still much stronger than demons and undead. Sadly, they let me down. ”

As Medivan blurted out this sentence, Sal's nerves suddenly tensed all over his body, and he hurriedly asked, 'Disappointed? What do you mean? ”

"What do you mean? Look at what your orcs have done! ”

After that, Medivan unceremoniously cast a spell to reveal what was happening in the far reaches of Ashendale to everyone.

I saw that the Warsong Clan, which had been completely controlled by Manolos, was wantonly slaughtering everything living in this ash valley forest, igniting a large area of primeval forest with flames, allowing the flames and smoke to continue to spread outward.

As soon as a Night Elf sentry appears, they will immediately rush forward and break their hands and feet, then open their large mouths full of fangs, and drink blood from the female Night Elf's neck until they drain the other person's blood, and then lose the corpse to find the next prey.

Not to mention Gianna, who has a grudge against the orcs, couldn't stand such a tragic picture, and even Kane Bloodhoof, who was supposed to be an ally on the side, couldn't help but curse: "They are simply no different from demons!" Sal, tell me that this is what you call your brave and glorious compatriot? What they are doing is simply defiling Mother Earth! ”

Obviously, the Minotaurs originally admired nature, protected nature, and were willing to live in harmony with nature, and belonged to the kind of race that was born to be druids.

This means that their attitude towards the forests and grasslands is similar to that of the Night Elves.

When they saw the devastating destruction of the Grey Valley Forest by the Warsong Clan, it was natural to feel angry.

"Evil ...... Evil orcs! OMG! Grom, what exactly did you do? ”

Sal didn't care to defend his compatriots at this time, but the whole person was shocked, and his green face showed a kind of panic that had lost his blood.

He had heard more than once about the terrible state of orcs losing their minds after drinking demonic blood, so he had always emphasized the use of shamanism to fill the extreme emptiness in the hearts and spirits of orcs.

But now, in just a few days, Grom Hellroar has personally buried everything he had spent years building up.

Just as the atmosphere of the scene suddenly became a little heavy, another voice suddenly came from the darkness behind him.

"Are you sure you really want to know what the Warsong Clan has done?"

Moment!

Everyone present quickly turned their eyes in the direction where the sound was coming from.

In just two or three seconds, Zuo Si's figure left the shadow and appeared in the place where the dim torch shone on.

"You're finally here."

There was a hint of bitterness and helplessness in Medivan's tone.

He didn't expect that the front foot had just warned the Burning Legion that they would use the orcs to attack Cenarius, and the back foot, the demigod who had made great achievements in the Battle of the Ancients, would die on the spot.

"yes, I wonder how I could be absent on such an important occasion."

As he spoke, Zuo Si also winked at Gianna, who looked confused.

Thrall was obviously still a little confused about the situation, or he was too concerned about the situation of Grom and the Warsong Clan, so he desperately asked, "What did Grom do?" Did he drink the blood of demons again? ”

"No, he didn't just drink the blood of the demons, but after drinking the blood of the demons, he killed the guardian demigod Cenarius of the Ashenvale Forest, while also fighting the Sentinels of the Night Elves once and for all.

Both were heroes of the Burning Legion's conquest of this world 10,000 years ago.

In other words, you orcs have now made the same mistake in Kalimdor as when they descended on the Eastern Continent through the Dark Gate, and have once again become the public enemy of all races.

It is estimated that in the eyes of the Night Elves and their allies, you should be equated with the minions and minions of the Burning Legion.

So I'm sorry, but the orcs are going to be kicked out of all the races in Azeroth from now on.

For in both the Eastern Continent and the Kalimdor Continent, you will always be the unforgivable invaders, a brutal destroyer with no humanity. ”

Zuo Si's words were suddenly like a heavy hammer, slamming into Sal's chest, making him almost unable to hold back his blood.

You must know that when fighting guerrillas in the southern region of Lordaeron and liberating the orcs imprisoned in the asylum, this great chief with a cross-era vision has been suppressing the belligerence among the orcs, ordering the clans not to take the initiative to provoke humans, let alone slaughter villages and towns.

In order to change the bad image of orcs as brutal invaders.

Later, when he arrived in Kalimdor, he even thought he could lead the orcs to start over in a place where no one knew him.

But I never expected that at the critical moment, Grom and the Warsong Clan came with another fatal backstab.

Although it is not yet known how powerful the Night Elf race is.

But Thrall knew very well that the race that could resist the invasion of the Burning Legion demons 10,000 years ago could never be a weak person.

Maybe they're the most powerful country in the world.

Facing the most powerful alliance in the eastern continent and the most powerful night elves in the Kalimdor continent at the same time is a desperate feeling to imagine.

If the two joined forces to strangle the orcs, Thrall would not be able to think of a way to ensure the survival of the orcs except to join the Burning Legion again and become a servant of the demons.

There was silence for several minutes before he jerked his head up and stared at two bloodshot eyes and argued, "Grom and his Warsong clan are not representative of all orcs!" I can lead the frostwolf and the other clans to prove that I am not a demon minions! ”

"I'm sorry, we don't need anything from you, and we don't need the poor strength of the orcs.

Because there's no guarantee that you won't have a second Grimm Hellroar and Warsong clan under your men.

There is no guarantee that after seeing the demon's blood, the beasts in this group full of savage, bloodthirsty, and violent tendencies will not be able to resist rushing to drink it.

Now you can take your own people and turn away. ”

Zuo Si smiled, and in an extremely cruel tone, he completely shattered the last glimmer of hope in the other party's heart.

Undoubtedly, this is the price to be paid for carrying original sin.

"You think all orcs are beasts?"

As a shaman, Thrall undoubtedly felt the naked and undisguised contempt and malice.

"Isn't it?" Zuo Si asked rhetorically with a smile. "Look at what your people are doing, and think about what your race has done in the years since the Dark Door opened. Turning over the history of Azeroth, the only ones who are more destructive than you are the demons of the Burning Legion, the undead of the Scourge Legion, and the armies of the Elder Gods. Even trolls, who are considered savage, are more civilized than orcs. At least they won't kill the envoys sent to negotiate. ”

"You're pushing us!"

Sal subconsciously clenched his fists.

Because from Zuo Si's eyes, he felt that when he was a slave gladiator, those human nobles looked at him and his compatriots like animals.

It was this gaze that deeply pierced his self-esteem, and at the same time made him realize that no matter how hard he tried, he could not truly integrate into human society.

To be precise, in the eyes of humans, no matter how civilized an orc is, he is only a smart "pet" in the end.

Owners may reward pets for good behavior, but they will never allow pets to have the same status and status as their owners.

"Hehe, I'm just forcing you. Who allowed yourselves to commit the unforgivable sin first? If you want revenge, you can follow Grom's example and take all the orcs to the Burning Legion. I think the Abyssal Lord Manolos would be more than happy to welcome his little pet back. ”

Zuo Si obviously knew the thoughts and bottom line hidden in Sal's heart, and unceremoniously stimulated the other party's most sensitive nerve.

Thrall's breathing suddenly became rapid, and one of his hands clutched the hammer of destruction that the orc hero Orgrim had passed to him, as if he would burst into the head of the other party in an instant.

Like Arthas, who was more of a berserker than a paladin, Thrall trained as a warrior at a young age.

As a result, his fighting style is completely different from that of traditional shamans, and he can also rush into the densest areas of the enemy with a sturdy plate armor and a warhammer in his hand.

That's why he's never been challenged to hold the position of Grand Chief.

There are very few warriors in the entire orc community who can guarantee that they can defeat Thrall in one-on-one hand-to-hand combat.

Wrath!

Impulse!

A strong desire to turn emotions into violent vents!

Despite all the things Thrall had been through that drove him mad, such as the painful night of burying Dunhold Castle, he had never been more eager to kill someone.

Because this man's goal is to push the entire orc race into the abyss from which it will never recover.

He even wondered if the Warsong Clan's drinking of demonic blood was directed and planned by the other party.

The goal is to kick the orcs out of the coalition and forever carve the mark of invaders and demonic minions on this race.

In this way, Salsin's hard-fought plan to convert the orcs into a normal race would be completely ruined.

They will never be able to settle and multiply, and will always be regarded as invaders by all the natives of Azeroth, and will naturally be morally inferior.

And such a harsh living environment will also stimulate the bloodthirsty and brutal side of the orcs in their hearts, and they will become more and more enthusiastic about using war and killing to solve problems.

But in the end, the young chief still controlled his almost violent impulse, took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, then turned to the hand-picked guards and said, "Since we are not welcome here, then we shall go!" ”

The orc warrior who received the order did not say a word, and immediately turned around and was about to return the way he came.

But before they could take a few steps, they suddenly found that Kane Bloodhoof and the minotaur warriors under his command were not moving.

This move immediately sent all the orcs and trolls, including Sal, into stunned expressions.

Sal's heart instantly cooled a lot, and he stopped and asked, "Old friend, aren't you going to join us?" ”

"Excuse me, my young friend. This time, the Minotaurs must fulfill their responsibilities. In this war against the Burning Legion, we have to do our part. ”

With that, Kane Bloodhoof bowed his head apologetically and bowed to the orc shaman who had helped his tribe with one hand to his chest.

You don't have to ask to know that this undoubtedly represents a split in the allies.

Rather than following the bloodthirsty and brutal orcs, the Minotaurs ultimately chose to believe in the native race of Azeroth.

At least human beings are obviously much more rational and civilized than they are in battle, although they also have hatred.

You can even get along well with the boar people when you first meet.

Hearing this, Sal's eyes instantly dimmed, and he disappeared into the depths of the cave with the few remaining people without saying a word.

With the departure of the minotaur, the orcs were suddenly reduced to the point where they didn't even know what to do next.

After Thrall had completely walked away, Zuo Si smiled and said to the tall Minotaur chieftain, "Welcome to you, Chief Kane.

You made the right choice, and that was to cut ties with the orcs in time.

Believe me, an alliance with them is definitely not a good thing for the entire Minotaur race.

Because Thrall is an absolute outlier among the orcs.

He can't be a big chief forever, and sooner or later he will hand over power.

When the time comes, any non-orc race will be suppressed, or even become cannon fodder in war.

As a peace-loving minotaur, that is definitely not the outcome and future you want. ”

"You ......"

Kane Bloodhoof looked up and down for a moment, then turned his gaze to Medivan.

The latter had apparently communicated with the old cow many times in his dreams, and immediately explained, "The one standing in front of you is a contract god from another universe. In the future, he will become the patron saint of Azeroth, ensuring that our world is always safe from all external threats, including the Burning Legion. ”

"God?!"

Kane Bloodhoof looked shocked and incredulous.

Not only him, but even the minotaur warriors behind him were stunned.

But fortunately, the Minotaur Chief is also a person who has seen a big scene, and he quickly came back to his senses and cautiously tested: "Why do you want to protect our world? Or what is the price we need to pay? ”

"I've already spoken to Medivan about this, and you can ask him about it.

Also, I suggest you hurry up and bring all the Minotaur warriors over to join Gianna.

Next, you'll race against the clock to make your way to Mount Hyjal to find an alliance with the Night Elves and prepare to meet them.

I could sense that Akmund was running out of patience for an all-out attack. ”

Zuo Si obviously didn't have time to explain too much to Kane Bloodhoof, and after saying this, he instantly activated the teleportation magic and disappeared in place.

……

At the same time, Thrall, on the other side, after exiting the intricate cavern, immediately boarded an airship and crossed the canyon to join his army.

When he told the other clan chiefs about Grom Hellroar and Warsong Clan's drinking of demonic blood, the entire army was in an uproar.

Some of them were cursing at the idiots who had managed to regain their freedom and were so stupid as to become slaves to the devil.

Others believe that Grom's choice is correct, and that orc warriors who drink the blood of demons will be blessed with great power.

With this power, they will be able to sweep across the continent of Kalimdor and turn it into a home for orcs.

Finally, there are the warlocks who secretly use shadow and evil magic, trying to find this spring and use it as a source of their power.

In short, since Thrall has not yet attained high prestige as the savior of the entire race, the chiefs of the clans below have their own thoughts.

The only one who may remain loyal is the Frostwolf Clan.

"What should we do now?"

Thrall asks his advisor Itreig for advice.

The latter pondered for a moment, then replied in an extremely heavy tone, "We must draw a line with Grom and the Warsong Clan, preferably by killing him with our own hands, and prove to the world that not all orcs are monsters." ”

"Kill Grom Hellroar?

Are you kidding?

He was considered the strongest warrior in the world, and he drank the blood of demons and killed the demigod Cenarius.

Right now, the entire Warsong Clan has all turned into evil orcs, and their strength is several times that of our warriors.

Attacking them at such a time would have caused heavy losses to our already small remaining forces.

Most importantly, even if we did, that man wouldn't give us a chance to join the coalition to atone for our sins.

He made it clear that he wanted to push the orcs into the abyss from which he could never recover, and he would never be able to justify survival and reproduction in this world. ”

Sal slammed the table, retorting loudly in an excited tone.

That's why we're doing this. Otherwise, once the Grom and Warsong Clan are left alone, every destruction and killing they make will become a stain that the orcs cannot erase. Great Chief, it's time to take a gamble. ”

Itreg spoke her mind in one fell swoop.

He had a cross-racial friendship with Tirio Fordin, and had observed the behavior of humans in seclusion, understanding that this was a race with very different values from those of the orcs.

One of the most typical differences is the attitude towards the weak.

Humans will sympathize with and care for the weak, and will not despise and humiliate them like orcs.

This means that the other party has a high moral standard, which is especially evident in Tirio Fortin.

So Itreig wants to gamble on the conscience of humanity.

As long as the orcs are heroic in this civil war and get rid of the Warsong clan that joined the Burning Legion, they will be able to gain some degree of forgiveness.

In this way, even if they fail to join the coalition forces, they will not necessarily be liquidated after the war.

But if the War Song Clan is left alone, then it is almost certain that it will be liquidated.

So the orcs have no second choice at the moment, and the only thing they can do is to put together all the gambles.

What's more, getting rid of the Warsong Clan would also set a negative example for the other orc clans, warning them of the new tribe's zero-tolerance attitude towards demons......

(End of chapter)