To be sure, Blackmore had made Thrall a humiliating slave, but he had at least saved Thrall from Gul'dan's Assassins, which was a lifesaver for him.

And out of his own ulterior ambitions, Blakemore hired many tactical and martial arts instructors for Thrall as he grew up, laying the foundation for the savior shaman's command ability.

In this timeline, Blakemore did not commit such an evil act as the murder of Taresa that made Sal's eyes raunt.

In Sarean's view, Blakemore at this point in time was more kind than grudge to Sal.

But to say that Sal had no resentment and resentment towards Blakemore at all would be obviously impossible.

No one wants to be a lowly slave gladiator for the rest of his life, but he is a lowly being like a domestic servant like Folkston, no different from a domestic animal.

The choice given by Salian is actually a test for Sal, and it is his heart that is tested.

Fortunately, Sal, who received Talesha's good three-view education since childhood, is not a murderer.

After only a few seconds of hesitation, he decided to spare Blackmore and leave him to fend for himself at Dunhold Castle.

"Leave him here."

After finishing the struggle, Thrall let out a long breath: "We don't have time to waste on Blackmore, we must evacuate Dunholden before the coalition forces find a breach and surround it." ”

Unable to move, Taresa had a look of relief in her eyes, glad that Thrall had not been assimilated into their barbaric customs by his long contact with the orcs of the Vault.

Facts have proved that a person's three views do not depend on what race he was born in, but on the conceptual education he received since childhood.

If the original history had been followed, Tirio Fording would have uttered a famous quote in the future.

Race is not an indication of honor.

There are people like Blakemore who are as private as the human race, and there are also good people like Thrall who always have good thoughts and pursue peace.

[Thanks to Taresha's teachings, the three views of Sal's positive energy have taken shape, and the next thing that needs to be done is to further consolidate it. 】

[Sarjan's choice is correct, the young man's heart is undecided, and he can't let Orgrim intervene at this time, otherwise the young and knowledgeable Thrall is likely to be led astray by him. 】

Following the gap in the wall blasted by the goblins' high explosives, the group took advantage of the fact that neither of the warring parties had noticed the situation here.

But in fact, the thieves of Ravenhold had already discovered the gap in the wall, only because of the orders of Field Marshal Haas, who did not act immediately.

It wasn't until Sarren withdrew with the last of the orcs that Ravenhold's thieves officially entered the city, and unexpectedly found Blackmore lying unconscious in a corner.

……

Escaping from Dunhold Castle, the course of the war had little to do with the Saljan.

After leaving the castle, Sarjan transformed into a large white deer resembling Malone, and galloped northwest of Dunhold on his back.

Thrall took a variegated horse from the castle and led the way with Taressa.

Because of the inducement of Sarren's words, Thrall chose the meeting point with the orcs on the banks of the Hillsbride River, near the snow-capped mountains of Alterac.

More than 2,000 orcs escaped Dunhold, but when Thrall arrived at the rendezvous point, there were fewer than 500 waiting there.

Needless to say, the others could not trust the young Thrall, and after escaping the castle, he left on his own.

But not all orcs are so ignorant, and the more than 400 people left behind are relatively good in character, which is exactly the first "human resource" that Sal needs to start a family.

Thrall carried a swaddling cloth embroidered with the Frostwolf Clan's family crest, but after all, he had been separated from the clan for too long, and he might not be accepted and recognized by the Frostwolf Clan when he came to the door empty-handed.

The Frostwolf Clan, who live in seclusion in the snowy mountains of Alterac, has long been accustomed to the days without the leadership of the chieftain, and has always been represented by the blind old shaman Drektar, the two generations of chiefs of Garad and Durotan, and has not gone wrong for so many years.

These 400 or so people will become the vote of Salden's visit, and according to the trend of the original history, he still needs to go through the trials of the frostwolf clan before he can reintegrate into the clan that belongs to him.

From the orc veteran who had cared about Thrall before, the group learned what had happened.

As Sarean had guessed, most of the orcs fled into the mountains on their own after escaping Dunhold Castle, and it seemed that they had no intention of repaying Thrall, who had led them out of their captivity.

Orcs are also different from orcs, and an entire group cannot be killed by the actions of some people.

Led by the orc veteran named Nazgorin, about 1 in 5 of the orcs chose to stay with Thrall and repay him for saving his life.

Thrall was a little disappointed with the orcs who didn't say goodbye, but he quickly regrouped his mood with Talesha's reassurance.

The orcs, led by Nazgorin, volunteered to follow him, and as their leader, Thrall had to plan ahead for his future actions.

The 500-strong orcs camped behind a small col by the river, and then they continued north along the riverbank, targeting the Alterac Mountains.

"So ......"

After settling the frightened Foxton family for a while, Sal and Saljan sat down by the campfire, and Sal looked at Salren with a solemn expression.

"I've done your test, isn't it time for you to make good on your promise?"

During his years in captivity at Dunhold, Nazgorin had seen all kinds of humans, but it was the first time he had seen the High Elves outside of the battlefield.

After all, Sal was only 13 years old, and for his safety, Nazgorin followed him and stared at Salren with wary eyes, despite Sal's objections.

Although Nazgorin is also a veteran, he joined the army very early, and he is only in his 20s this year, and his strength is not at the top, and under the observation of Sarean's Eagle Eye, his warrior level is level 41, and he is still some way from entering the legend.

According to the barrage, Nazgorin was also a relatively important figure in the tribe in the future of the original history.

This orc warrior would grow into the commander of the Kukaron Guard (Great Chieftain's Guard) in the future.

Unfortunately, he chose to be loyal to the tribe despite his oath and glory, and went astray under the leadership of a brainless roar, and finally died on the battlefield.

Even so, the barrage has a high opinion of Nazgorin.

Most people thought of him as a pure soldier who had served his duty to the end and deserved the respect of all.

Although Nazgorin's strength has not yet grown to the peak, after experiencing the first and second orc battles, his vision is by no means comparable to that of the young Salco.

Nazgorin was sure that he had never seen the smiling High Elf on the battlefield.

His physical instincts, which had gone through countless bloody battles, told him that this seemingly peaceful elf was very dangerous, and that his strength was far superior to himself and Thrall.

If the other party wants to attack Sal, even if he fights for his life, he may not be able to cover Sal's escape.

Saljan glanced at Nazgorin, who was standing behind Thrall and clutched his weapon, and laughed at his guard.

"Of course, you have successfully completed my test and escaped from Dunhold Castle."

"According to the agreement, I will tell you your true life experience."

"First ......"

Salian pointed to the swaddling cloth that Sal had on his chest: "Sal...... No, Guyin, take out your swaddling cloth, I think Nazgorin will recognize the clan insignia on it. ”

"Gu Yin'er?"

Sal was stunned for a moment before he realized that Sallian was calling himself.

As he pulled out the swaddling cloth from his chest, Sal asked suspiciously, "Is Gu Yin'er my original name?" ”

Salian nodded: "Yes, this is the real name your parents gave you, and Thrall, the name that represents a slave, is nothing more than a bad taste of Blakemore." ”

"Now that you have escaped from Dunhold and from Blackmore's control, the humiliating name of Thrall can be abandoned, and from now on, I will call you Guyir."

"Wow~"

Sarjan shook the swaddling cloth and unfolded it, and the sharp-eyed Nazgorin saw the frostwolf mark embroidered on it at a glance.

"It's!"

Nazgorin looked at Gu Yin'er, who was still confused, in surprise: "The emblem of the Frostwolf Clan! How is this possible! ”

"The Frostwolf Clan broke away from the army and disappeared long after the Horde entered Azeroth, how could you ......"

Ignoring Nazgorin, who was full of doubts, Sarjan took out the wolf soul battle axe that Durotan had given him from the spatial package, and solemnly handed it to the confused Gu Yin'er.

"Son, this is the weapon your father has entrusted me to give you, and it contains his admonition to you."

"Whatever Blakemore described your origins in the past, forget about them and remember who you really are and who you really are."

"You are the grandson of the Frostwolf Clan's previous chieftain Gadad, the son of Durotan and Draka, and the legal heir of the Frostwolf Clan's chieftain, Gu Yin'er."