(Silver cute master givemepower Gagen Sal is really panicked.
The preparations of the nomadic race for war are actually not very good. It is a very troublesome matter to notify the clans that are scattered to several large areas to gather.
It's not as fast as professional soldiers from the Alliance.
The alliance's mobilization ability has frightened the tribal bosses.
The house leaked and it rained all night.
What made Thrall even more devastated was that Gorosh, no, Varian actually disappeared!
Varian returned to his gladiator cabin as usual, and then seemed to evaporate in the air.
No one can be seen in life, no corpse in death.
This is the most fucked up thing!
After Thrall caught Rhaegar, he became the Fury of the Earth and had his men whip that guy hard.
This doesn't help.
The result, of course, was that the tribe was in a state of panic. While everyone was preparing for war, they were frantically looking for Varian, who had escaped safely.
For three full days, Sal hardly slept for a moment.
He was so confused by the alliance that Darian came over.
"I have news for you. Our intelligence personnel have safely rescued His Majesty Varian Wrynn."
Seeing Darien who was not afraid, Thrall was furious: "Humph!"
Best partner Workin suddenly showed up to join the group: "This is obviously a scam by the alliance!"
"It is impossible for the Alliance to use the noble king as a spy." Darien's face sank, and the guards around him immediately handed over more magic orbs, showing each fragment.
Those were all clips of Varian's life-and-death struggle, and on the other side of the screen, there were 'shameless' orcs constantly cursing Varian, and spectators from all forces were placing bets.
In the arena, gambling is almost a rule.
Sal's scalp was numb.
Darien was unreasonable: "Now let us carefully calculate the price that the tribe should pay for humiliating our king in this way!"
"We had no idea that this Gorrosh was King Wrynn!" Vol'jin argued.
"Ignorance does not mean innocence! The tribe doesn't want to take responsibility? Okay. Which one of you will come out to accept this declaration of war!"
A weak country has no diplomacy. When Darien gets tough, he is countless times stronger than his damn old brother.
All-out war threatens him at every turn, but the tribe refuses to take action. Thrall is in a terrible state.
Generally speaking, this kind of situation will usually end with the cession of territory and compensation.
But Sal couldn't do it.
He was inexplicably attacked by Archimonde and even lost his main city. This has seriously damaged Thrall's reputation as a warchief.
It was not easy to find a good place with beautiful scenery, and the resettlement was barely completed according to the strength of the clan and race. Suddenly, a certain clan was asked to give up the determined territory.
Isn't there a frying pan down there?
Every minute, a bunch of chiefs jumped out to challenge Salmak Gora. Even if Thrall defeated all the challengers, the tribe's rule would still be in a shaky state.
If something goes wrong, a certain clan with all its muscles in its head will attack the Alliance at all costs.
Then it's all over!
Thrall's head was as big as a bucket.
After some wrangling, Thrall had no choice but to set a tone with Vol'jin - not to cede territory and pay compensation, but everything else was easy to negotiate.
The Horde gave in. Darion Mograine, who had been instructed not to exterminate the Horde, immediately began to argue with Vol'jin.
The two parties sprayed each other's face with saliva as a symbol of cordial communication, and they continued to spray each other for three days.
The rough joint statement is as follows:
The Horde apologized for mistakenly capturing King Varian Wrynn, and handed over the kidnapper Rhaegar Earthfury, as well as those responsible for the arena.
The Horde will completely withdraw from the Stonetalon Mountains area from now on. If the Alliance finds any Horde members entering there without permission, they can kill them on the spot at will.
Tribe statement - no intention to infringe upon the alliance's inherent territory (specifically the Eastern Kingdom mainland).
The Horde is not responsible for members who trespass within Alliance territory.
In fact, Darien insisted on the last point. Thrall and the others didn't understand what it meant. The alliance's explanation for this point was that if orcs, trolls, or tauren are found trespassing on the border, they can be killed on the spot.
Then the example presented was that of the Black Hand Brothers.
That's right, it was Red Blackhand and Maimu Blackhand who were the two sons of the first generation warchief Blackhand.
To be honest, Thrall and the others didn't even know that these two brothers were still alive unless the Alliance brought it up.
Sal sold them decisively without any hesitation.
"Brothers Blackhand are traitors to our orcs and even the entire tribe. If they are captured by the Alliance, the Alliance can do whatever they want. If they can be sent back to me, I will execute them and at the same time offer my greatest gratitude to the Alliance."
To be fair, when Orgrim originally fought against Quel'Thalas, he might have had a chance to defeat him without the reflexes of Gul'dan and the Blackhand brothers.
Gul'dan ran away, leaving McDonald's army unscrupulous. The Blackhand brothers ran away in the name of hunting, and took away the core elite of the Blackstone clan.
There is nothing much to say about this matter. Even the orcs of the tribe don't regard those guys as their own.
As soon as the joint statement between the Alliance and the Horde came out, both the Alliance and the Horde were actually dissatisfied.
Union soldiers scolded, "Why not punish the murderer?"
The tribal officers resented the warchief for making too many concessions! Especially the orcs headed by Brainless Roar. They would never correctly assess the strength of the enemy and ourselves. Their basic thinking was to fight until they couldn't win.
In any case, this matter has finally been suppressed.
There is a theoretically very small aftermath.
"Great Chief, a lot of the goblins in charge of the arena have escaped. Wouldn't the tribe protect these villains?" Darien pointed out.
"The tribe has no intention of protecting these despicable creatures." Thrall tried his best to avoid the war and sold those goblins who had no conscience in the first place, without any psychological burden.
"That's good. I hope the tribe will keep its promise and stop letting these pests enter the tribe's territory."
When Darien said this, Thrall finally realized that he might have been tricked.
Is the Alliance planning to attack the goblins?
Thrall didn't like these despicable little things, but he couldn't deny that the goblin technology was very good.
This is what tribes with low technological content urgently need.
However, the tribe has taken in the goblins. This path that has never been imagined seems to be cut off by the Alliance before it even begins!
After sending Darien away, Thrall felt a little empty. Entering the New Valley of Heroes, he found Vol'jin: "Contact the person in the other world and tell him... I agreed."
At the same time, McDonald's took action.
In the Duke's Palace in Stratholme City, a cute humanoid female dragon was kneeling in the middle of the hall.
Obviously with her strength, she could easily break free of the so-called shackles, but she was stuck in the middle of a donut, and just rushed over like this, and knelt down obediently.
McDonald raised his eyelids: "Have you... thought it through?"
