The envoy of God hated iron and said: "That ogre has done better than you. He has held many media conferences in your appearance. He has become a popular idol by using the name of the savior. You know the most abominable thing is
What?"
Sal shook his head indifferently, not caring about anything anymore.
The divine envoy looked at Thrall, who was still looking listless, and lamented: "The ogre Jaina said that Thrall and Jaina were originally the same person, and they were ogres."
"How is this possible?"
Sal, who was already preparing to live in seclusion, was already disheartened and jumped up in shock when he heard the news.
The divine messenger coldly mocked:
"You should be aware that the people of Azeroth have no ideas, and lack opinions and judgment. If you tell them that Jaina is a female orc, they will support you. If you tell them that Jaina is an ogre, they will still say
You are right, now the ogre Jaina has said that Thrall and Jaina are one person, so everyone naturally accepts it."
"But Jaina and I are not the same person, let alone ogres. Even a fool would not believe it." Thrall felt unable to understand.
"The people of Azeroth are not fools, they are smart!" the angel whispered.
Sal showed some of his former domineering attitude: "It's just a bunch of lowly food, okay, what should I do?"
The envoy said seriously: "I will help you kill the ogre Jaina. You need to hold a media conference to restore the truth."
"That means I have to deny what I said before. Isn't this going back on my word? It's beneath my dignity." Sal felt very uncomfortable.
The divine envoy said calmly: "Your dignity depends on what you say and what the people of Azeroth must believe. Don't worry, this will actually increase your dignity."
Jade Forest, Tianchanyuan.
At this moment, a dark crowd, tens of thousands of people, gathered here to listen to the lectures of the great savior Thrall.
The ogre Jaina transformed into Thrall and gave a speech in front of the public. She talked about nothing more than fairness and justice, benevolence and morality, and justice for people's hearts.
These words were said countless times by different people, and it seemed that every time the audience was greatly inspired and kept applauding.
Although the ogre Jaina is unaware of the existence of the divine messenger, she instinctively realizes the danger, but is reluctant to part with Thrall's identity as the savior.
So he gave speeches for several days in a row, waiting for the battle of Orgrimmar to settle before making plans.
From the perspective of the ogre Jaina, these tens of thousands of spectators are his protective umbrella. Even if someone wants to deal with him, they will not do it in front of so many people.
It's a pity that the ogre Jaina thinks too simply.
The divine envoy led Thrall into the Tianchanyuan. Before the ogre Jaina could react, the divine envoy gently raised his right hand, and a terrifying giant palm fell from the sky. Thousands of spectators died directly. The Tianchanyuan suddenly fell into chaos. These supporters
The audience of The Great Savior were so frightened that they cried for their fathers and mothers and ran away in all directions.
Helplessly, the divine envoy refused to let them go, and cast a wide range of magic one after another, quickly killing all the spectators in Tianchanyuan. The remains were all over the ground, and blood flowed into rivers.
The ogre Jaina was stunned with fear. She had never seen such a vicious person, killing people like mowing grass.
The envoy took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, glanced at the ogre, and said calmly:
"I know what you are planning. You wanted to encourage these losers to risk their lives to protect you, and then you could take advantage of the chaos to escape. Unfortunately, you met me. You should commit suicide!"
Ogre Jaina roared unwillingly: "I am the great savior Thrall. I have led the orcs to save Azeroth again and again. What have you done?"
Bang!
Ogre Jaina's head exploded, and her headless body fell to the ground.
"Saar, it's your turn now." The envoy's expression was calm.
Sal said with joy, "This is easy. I know a man named Big Candle Jage. He will say whatever you ask him to say."
Soon, Azeroth's important media published Thrall's important speech:
"I really don't understand. It's obvious that Jaina is a gentle and delicate human woman, but you have to describe her as an orc. There are even more stupid people who say that Jaina is an ogre. What about her brain? Are you cheap?
"I tell you now as the great savior that Jaina is a human. Her father is Admiral Daelin Proudmoore of Kul Tiras, and her mother is the well-born Lady Catherine. Countless evidences have been
Now, why are some people still stubborn about it?
"Anyone who thinks Jaina is an orc or an ogre is an enemy of this savior. Please get out of Azeroth."
After the report came out, people rushed to circulate it and thanked the great savior Thrall for clearing Jaina's name.
Facts have proved that the people of Azeroth are very good at forgetting. They seem to have completely forgotten that it was the savior Thrall who described Jaina as a female orc and ogre a few days ago.
Orgrimmar.
Garrosh had been suffering from insomnia for many days, and his eyes were red from sleep.
Orgrimmar was under siege, and food quickly ran out. Garrosh had to kill soldiers to satisfy his hunger, which had caused a mutiny among the soldiers.
After finally dealing with the rebellion, Orgrimmar's water source was destroyed again, and someone secretly poisoned it.
With red eyes, Garrosh asked his generals:
"I wonder who did it?"
At this moment, the generals' hearts were filled with confusion and each had their own evil intentions. Everyone was hesitating and speechless.
Only Gamor remained calm: "Warchief, people in Orgrimmar are in panic now. It's too difficult to find the murderer. I heard that there are a few pandas from the Dove of Peace working for the warchief. It's better to use them as scapegoats to calm down the soldiers."
of resentment."
Although most pandaren have become food for the orcs, there are still a few pandaren who are reused by Garrosh and hold important positions in Orgrimmar.
This is just a way to control the Pandaren so that they will not lose hope. Garrosh will never trust the Pandaren, and now is the time to use them.
Garrosh nodded: "It's time for them to serve Azeroth."
Gamor took a step forward, cupped his fists and said: "War Chief, as the creator of the Iron War Scorpion and the Ancestral Dragon Galacas, I bear unshirkable responsibility for the failure of this war. Please bring me to justice, War Chief."
In terms of law, it is best to punish in public to boost morale."
Garrosh shook his head repeatedly: "No, Master Gamor, you have not made any mistakes, how can I bear to punish you!"
Gamor lamented: "Great Chief, there is no time. As long as we hold on for a few days, there will be a turn for the better. What does it matter if I suffer a little?"
After weighing for a long time, in order to prevent morale from falling again, Garrosh reluctantly punished Gamor and hung him from the big tree at the entrance of the dark alley area.
After handling the government affairs, Garrosh returned to his tent with swaying body and staggered steps, and began to meditate:
"Great, immortal existence, please give me some guidance. Am I going to fail like this? I was not defeated by Thrall, but I was defeated by Varian and Sylvanas. I am not willing to accept it.
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The mysterious existence quickly responded:
"Garrosh, you don't have to worry. Today's failure is only temporary. Everything has been prepared. There is a broader road to the sky in front of you."