Chapter 1121: Acting! can be played
By the time Gu Yin Er hurried out of Stonetalon Mountain and hurried all the way to the vicinity of the Warsong Lumber Yard in the eastern part of Ash Valley, the most urgent phase of the situation had long since ended.
The demon army led by Manolos retreated into the canyon in disarray, and the warsong clan that had been sucked was also controlled by the coalition forces that arrived one after another.
However, due to the recent relapse of a large dose, the captured Warsong orcs are still in a period of euphoria.
Mrs. Sare, who thinks these guys are too stinky and makes movements, is recuperating her body and capturing the inspiration for breakthroughs.
In line with the idea of fighting poison with stink, and fighting poison with poison, he instructed Varok to lead people to plug the mouths of the group of people who screamed the most.
It's still the tambs and socks that their orc compatriots have thoroughly pickled after a bloody and sweaty war, and that taste...... At least Saljan definitely didn't want to try it for himself.
When Gu Yin'er arrived at the Warsong Lumber Yard in a rage, the first thing he saw was the Warsong orc captives who were hung in front of the camp to breathe, rolled their eyes in the smoke of their stinky socks, and no longer had the strength to curse the streets.
"It's ......"
Gu Yin'er, who was originally angry, was stunned for a moment when he saw this strange scene, and then he smelled a particularly strong familiar smell.
Since being appointed by Orgrim as the new Grand Chief of the Tribe, as an outlier raised by humans, Gu Yin Er has been eating and living with orc veterans for a long time in order to get closer to his compatriots as soon as possible.
In the barracks, he had long been accustomed to the masculine smell caused by the excessive secretion of male hormones, but such close contact, and seeing those things appear in people's mouths...... It still made Gu Yin'er a little sick to his stomach.
Varok, who heard that the Great Chief had returned and came out of the camp to greet him, smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "This is the decision of the Duke of Deep Shadow, he thinks these guys are too noisy, so hang them outside the camp to 'calm down'." ”
Gu Yin'er couldn't laugh at Salian's bad taste, and since he didn't know the specific situation, he didn't have much to say at the moment.
"Varok, what the hell is going on?"
"Didn't I let the Warsong Clan come to Ashenvale to cut wood? How could they be involved with demonic blood again? ”
"The High Overseers of Sarufar don't know the full picture of events."
Sarjan, who had basically recovered his state, also heard the news of Gu Yin'er's return, and followed closely behind the orc commander who came to greet him first.
"Sit down at the camp first, and I'll explain it in detail."
……
"That's ...... so"
After listening to Sarren's review and description of the incident, Gu Yin'er rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.
"It's my responsibility not to find out where the Ashenvale Forest belongs in advance, which led to this conflict with the Night Elves that shouldn't have happened, which in turn led to a series of subsequent events."
"You can't say that."
Sarjan patted Gu Yin'er on the shoulder comfortingly: "No one can predict the prophet, and finally came to a completely unfamiliar continent through the sea storm, and it is the most basic common sense to first collect materials to build camps and fortifications. ”
Because construction technology had not yet advanced to a sufficient level, the orcs had to build their camp out of wood, and the red earth of Durotar where they landed was extremely barren.
Under the threat of the Burning Legion's imminent attack, it is only natural that the Gul, eager to gain a foothold in Kalimdor, will explore the surroundings in search of enough wood to arm his people.
Although Gouynr sent two scouts out to explore, the vegetation coverage in the Barrens was no better than that of Durontar, and only the scouts who explored north brought back good news.
Whether or not the orcs choose to enter Azhara or Ashenvale, the final outcome will not make a fundamental difference, as it is inevitable that the needs of survival will clash with the nature-loving Night Elves.
Unless, someone can bridge the gap between the two before they make contact.
But this man was delayed by the orcs and trolls, so he went somewhere else to deal with other things that were equally important.
It was all these coincidences that led to the most warlike Warsong clan fighting with the Night Elves who came to their door to ask for their guilt before they could talk and negotiate.
"It's already happened, and there's no point in holding accountable now."
Sarian Masashi said to Gu Yin'er, who has grown a lot in the past few years, but is still a little immature: "The focus at the moment is how to arrange the follow-up matters. ”
"Negotiation and communication with the Night Elves, and the disposition of the Warsong Clan that acts without permission, all of these require you, the Great Chief, to make his own decisions."
Gu Yin'er smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Not long ago, I met with the High Priest of the Night Elves at the Prophet of Stonetalon Mountain. ”
"It's a pity that there are some problems within the Night Elves, and I'm afraid they won't have time to negotiate with the tribe for the time being."
"Not necessarily."
Salian smiled and explained, "Tyrande Whisper is indeed the top of the Night Elves, but it is only one of them, and it is not the one with the highest status. ”
"If you believe me, focus on the Warsong Clan's problems first, and I'll build a channel for peaceful dialogue between the orcs and the night elves."
Gu Yin'er replied without hesitation: "Of course I want to believe you, if it weren't for your help, Taresa and I wouldn't have been able to escape from Dunhold Castle, and the series of adventures after that would naturally be impossible to talk about." ”
"As for the Warsong Clan......"
Referring to the group of war maniacs with a single brain, Gu Yin'er patted his forehead with a headache: "To be honest, I don't know how to purify the demon blood in their bodies, I'm afraid I can't rely on the shaman's spells alone." ”
"I might be able to help with that."
Suddenly, outside the tent where Sarren and Guyin were meeting privately, a voice familiar to both of them sounded.
At the same time, Brocks and Valera, who were guarding the door, simultaneously drew their weapons and aimed at the hooded mysterious man who had just landed in the form of a crow and turned into a human form.
…… Of course, Valeera's reaction was acting, and she already knew who was coming.
However, in order to avoid the bad feeling that her life has been arranged by someone, Sarian has already instructed Valera to deliberately pretend that she and Medivan do not know each other.
Seeing that Sare was sitting firmly on the Diaoyu Tai and motioned for him to come forward with his eyes, Gu Yin'er said loudly to the door: "Brooks, this gentleman is the prophet who led us to Kalimdor, let him in." ”
Gu Yin'er couldn't command Valeera, but since Sarren didn't speak out against it, Valeera, who has a high emotional intelligence, certainly wouldn't embarrass Gu Yin'er at this juncture.
She and Brooks looked at each other as they withdrew their weapons, one left and one right stepping back to make way for them.
Medivan didn't take off his hood until he entered the tent, and nodded politely to Sarian and Guyir, as if he didn't know Sarren well.
"Duke of Deep Shadow, Grand Chief of Gu Yin'er, please forgive me for taking the liberty of coming."
Gu Yin'er smiled and signaled that the other party did not need to be polite, he was more concerned about the help that Medivan had mentioned earlier.
"Prophet...... Heh~"
At this time, Sarian looked at Medivan's face and smiled meaningfully: "It turns out that the crow prophet in Gu Yin'er's mouth is actually you. ”
"Secretly gave Gul'dan the complete set of blueprints for the Dark Gate, and single-handedly brought the orcs to Azeroth, the last guardian of Tirisfa, the astral mage Madison."