Baranza Bloodblade and Bane do not mean a simple tribal merger, but choose to give up their own tribe's surname, and from now on, there will be no more Bloodblade and Whitehoof tribes in this world, and others will call him Baranza Warcry when they see him, and Bane Whitehoof, the Minotaur, will be called Bane Warcry.

This usually happens only after one tribe has conquered another, and the victorious tribe will forcibly absorb and merge the loser, and the loser will naturally lose his own tribe's surname, or be directly deprived of the right to have a surname.

Of course, the first two cases are not the worst, and some tribes will even reduce the loser to slavery, or kill one without leaving them all.

Most of the founders of the tribes of the steppe came from the sattar ruled by the demon Sargeras, who first followed the ancestor Marta to this grassland, and then the minotaur and some trolls joined in to establish their own tribe, so it can be said that each surname represents a history of its own tribe, representing a legend.

Baranza and Bane's request was undoubtedly an oath of allegiance to Marlowe, and the experience of this time had made them wake up to the fact that Orem was no longer the Orim of the past, and the orcs with the surname Marta were no longer the orcs of the past.

They know that only by uniting and resisting can they get a glimmer of life.

After some discussion, the two felt that their tribes were too weak, and joining the Warcry tribe was the only option. For the tribesmen, the size of the fist determines the relationship.

"Balanza, Bane, you guys ......" Marlowe looked at the two in disbelief.

"We've already discussed that since the Redskins won't give us a way to live, then we'll have to fight to the end. The world has changed, Bane and I are old, and you are still young, so I hope you can be our Great Chief and lead us back to the grasslands. The Minotaur wasn't good at articulating, so it was Balanza who spoke, and Bane just listened silently and nodded.

"For their sake, for the sake of the future of the tribe, please don't refuse our request. ”

Balanza's words and Bane's attitude undoubtedly strengthened Marlowe's determination, and he couldn't help but ask himself, "yes, what am I hesitating about for the future of the tribe?"

"Have you really figured it out?"

Bane knelt down on one knee with his chest clutched, expressing his resolve in this way.

Balanza also knelt down on one knee: "Yes, please don't doubt our determination. We are willing to pay more for the sake of our homeland. ”

The actions of the two immediately attracted everyone's attention, they didn't hear the conversation of the three Marlowe, but they still understood what was happening, the minotaurs of the White Hoof tribe began to kneel on one knee towards Marlo one by one, followed by the orcs of the Bloodblade Tribe, who were supporting Balanza and Bane with their actions.

Eventually, the orcs of the Warcry tribe also knelt down, all expressing their respect and loyalty to the young chieftain in this way.

Paul was really happy for his brother, and when he saw that Marlowe was still standing in a daze, he quickly hit the other man with his arm.

Marlowe came back to his senses and quickly helped up the two kneeling in front of him, and then said loudly to everyone: "Get up, since everyone trusts me so much, then I will do my best to lead you back to your homeland, for the sake of the tribe, for the future!"

"For the Horde, for the Future!"

The crowd erupted in loud cheers, and none was happier than Balanza and Bane, who believed they could not be wrong. Eventually, the three tribes merged, with Marlowe becoming the chieftain and Balanza and Bane as one of the tribal administrators.

When night came, the orcs lit a roaring bonfire at the Eagle's Beak Pass, and although they did not hold a grand celebration to keep food, they still danced a primitive and wild dance around the campfire, and the song never stopped.

The warm atmosphere infected the dwarves, and General Johnny gave his subordinates permission to share wine and food with the orcs, which pushed the party to **.

The revelry crowd eventually got tired and everyone dispersed, and Marlowe, Paul, Balanza, and Bane sat around the campfire and started chatting again.

Paul's role as Marlowe's brother and his great help earned him the trust of Baranza and Bane, who didn't mind sitting with him.

"Balanza, Bane, I think you can keep your family name, it is the only wealth left by your ancestors, we have lost our homeland, we cannot lose our past again. Marlowe thought about it for a long time, and finally decided that it would be better.

Hearing Marlowe's words, the two of them were taken aback at first, and then they were extremely grateful: "Thank you, Great Chief, for your tolerance." ”

In fact, no orc wants to lose their surname, and they also hoped that Marlowe would see their determination to say so, and now Marlowe agrees that they will keep this precious legacy.

Smiling and signaling that the two should not be excited, Marlowe looked at Paul and said, "My brother, when will you go back, I have decided to go with you to St. George." ”

"Okay, let's go over tomorrow. Paul could roughly guess Marlowe's intentions, so he nodded briskly.

Hearing that Marlowe was leaving, the two new members of the Warcry Clan immediately looked over, and since they had already sworn allegiance to Marlowe, they were not in a position to raise objections, but their expressions expressed their doubts.

"Chief, you're going to St. George's to ......"

"There are still people in our tribe who are involved in the Winter War, so I'm going to get them back, we can't let the humans kill each other in vain and bleed in vain, and I'm afraid the Redskin Orcs will attack them because of us. Marlowe said what he was going to do. Now that the three tribes have been merged, Marlowe is naturally referring to the people who were once sent out by the Bloodblade Tribe and the White Hoof Tribe

Marlowe's words were not unreasonable, which made the two old men even more convinced that they had not chosen the wrong person, and the two stood up again and saluted respectfully.

Then Balanza thought for a moment and said, "Chief, those children don't know what happened to us here, let alone that we've joined the Warcry Tribe, and you won't be able to gain their trust if you go alone, so please let me come with you." ”

"I'll go too. The reticent Bane made his attitude clear.

However, Marlowe did not agree, the three tribes had just merged, and he was worried that there would be a conflict between them, and he had Kashmo Shaman on his side to suppress the group, but the old shaman did not have enough prestige in the two tribes he had just joined, and Balanza and Bane had to stay.

Tell the two of them their reasons, and the two can only compromise, but they still decide to choose two of them to follow Marlowe's side, Marlowe thought about it and agreed, although it will bring some trouble, but his brother should be able to help him solve it.