"As the chief of the tribe, I feel that I have a heavy responsibility."
Vol'jin tried his best to show off the prominent status of the warchief in front of Thrall, as if a serf had become a master, with a full sense of superiority.
"On my shoulders I not only bear the safety of the tribe, but also the heavy responsibility of protecting Azeroth. It's time to make up my mind."
Bain became anxious and asked in panic: "Vol'jin, are you planning to cooperate with Garrosh to open the Dark Portal?"
Wojin pretended to think for a while, then nodded with surprise:
"Bain, your proposal is very good, but the manager is a bit reckless. I need to consider it carefully."
Bain was so anxious that the mane on his back stood up, and he said aggrievedly:
"It's unfair, this is not my suggestion!"
Wojin said earnestly:
"Bain, although this is your proposal, please don't worry. If it really brings disaster to Azeroth, I will pardon you as the warchief. Everyone can speak freely about Bain's proposal."
Bain's face was livid, and he clearly felt a heavy black pot pressing on his back, making him breathless.
Lor'themar Theron said loudly: "I agree with Baine's proposal to open the Dark Portal, destroy Garrosh's Iron Horde, and make Garrosh pay for his crimes."
Sylvanas said quietly: "Bain's proposal is very good. We can't pin our reason on the stupid Alliance. Maybe they are also worried about the cooperation between the Horde and Garrosh. Whoever makes the decision first will take control."
advantage."
Trade King Gallywix whispered: "I have a different opinion. It will cost a lot of money to open the Dark Portal. Even if we sell all the tauren in Thunder Bluff for beef, it won't be enough."
Baine gave Gallywix a sharp look.
Sal immediately saw the direction of the wind clearly, turned his eyes and said:
"I originally planned to retire. Such a big thing happened in Azeroth. Someone must stand up to save the world. There is no one more suitable than me. I need to fight for Azeroth again."
Wojin looked concerned and said kindly:
"Thall, no one knows your body better than me. In order to save Azeroth, you have worked hard every day and worked tens of thousands of hours a day. Your body has long been unable to bear it. You can just rest assured and retire to Azeroth."
There are still us."
Obviously, Vol'jin does not intend to let Thrall come back, and wants to completely kill this biggest political enemy besides Garrosh.
Thrall shook his head stubbornly: "Vol'jin, you have just assumed the role of warchief, and you have encountered such a big event. With your lack of experience, it is easy to miss the important event. Although I really want to live a long life, but for the great cause of Azeroth,
What does personal honor, disgrace, and safety mean? Especially at this critical moment, my conscience prevents me from letting go."
Vol'jin heard the implicit message. If he continued to oppose Thrall's coming out, he would be at a disadvantage on the moral high ground.
With a roll of his eyes, Wo'jin took the idea into his mind, took Thrall's hand and said kindly:
"Old comrades are more reliable at critical moments. This time Azeroth is facing an unprecedented crisis. I am very pleased that the savior can share the burden for me. There are just two things. Please help me with your savior. Don't refuse.
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Sal suddenly felt something bad. He thought that even if he participated in this incident, he would be just a marginal figure, waving flags and cheering from behind, and his personal safety could be guaranteed.
"If the savior feels embarrassed, I can find someone else. The savior has made countless contributions to Azeroth. It's time to enjoy a stable life."
Sal knew very well that once he retired to seclusion, he would only die, so he could only bite the bullet and said:
"In order to save Azeroth, I have overcome countless difficulties and obstacles. I am confident that I can succeed this time."
Wojin praised with admiration: "Well, you are worthy of being called the savior."
Afterwards, Wojin said uneasily with a worried look on his face:
"Gallywix reminded me that Garrosh was tyrannical and the tribe was living a very difficult life and could not afford enough money. To open the Dark Portal project, the Alliance has an obligation to participate in it and share at least half of the responsibility. Lord Savior,
The Alliance admires you very much, so it is up to you to contact the Alliance."
If you want the Alliance to help open the Dark Portal and provide help, you can imagine how difficult it is.
Sal held back the unhappiness in his heart, nodded and said:
"Okay, I'm very sure about this. There is no one more suitable than me."
Vol'jin continued: "Everyone has a responsibility to save Azeroth. I will select elite warriors to form a mighty army. After the Dark Portal is opened, we will fight to the death with the Iron Horde led by Garrosh.
.I don’t trust others. Lord Savior, I hope you can become the leader of this army and lead everyone to charge into battle and kill the enemy as before."
Thrall's head hurt after hearing this. As a great savior, he always strategized and won the battle thousands of miles away.
Leading troops into battle in person is not consistent with Thrall's prominent status.
Vol'jin's move is clearly to use the Iron Horde's help to eradicate Thrall.
But Sal couldn't refuse. As smart as Sal was, he quickly thought of several countermeasures and grinned:
"The warchief charges at the front. This is the fine tradition of us orcs. Leave it to me. I swear that I will take off Garrosh's head."
Compared to the Horde's quick response, the Alliance's response was much slower. King Varian never expected that someone would be foolish enough to open the Dark Portal and let the Iron Horde in.
Varian left the White Tiger Temple and prepared to take a boat back to Stormwind City.
At the dock of Kun-Lai Mountain, Malfurion and Tyrande took advantage of the night to visit.
Malfurion came up and accused him head-on:
"I really don't understand, is it really appropriate for a human king to serve as the leader of the alliance? Your Majesty, the young king, is in trouble."
Varian was inexplicably surprised and asked strangely: "What happened."
Tyrande sneered:
"A qualified leader should have foresight instead of reacting passively when the situation arises. Varian, couldn't you guess? The tribe must cooperate with Garrosh to open the Dark Portal."
Varian was stunned after hearing this, and then laughed out loud:
"This is impossible. Vol'jin, Sardu, and Garrosh are at odds with each other. No one in the tribe is willing to cooperate with Garrosh, and they are not stupid."
"You are the one who is stupid." Malfurion's attitude was arrogant, hoping to wake up Varian: "If the Horde cooperates with Garrosh, your Stormwind City will be completely reduced to ruins."
Varian said nonchalantly: "I won't worry about the impossible."
Tyrande covered his forehead and said hesitantly: "I have overestimated human wisdom. Well, Varian, let me remind you that the Horde is also worried about the Alliance cooperating with Garrosh."
"So they colluded with Garrosh first."
Varian was very unhappy and felt offended, so he sent the guest off tactfully:
"It's getting late, you two, please go back."
Malfurion and Tyrande didn't have much hope of convincing Varian, so they shook their heads and left.
Not long after the two left, Genn Greymane, King of Gilneas, came to visit.
"Your Majesty the King, according to the information, the leaders of the tribe have not left the White Tiger Temple. They are plotting something."
"Could they be plotting to cooperate with Garrosh?"
Varian looked disdainful:
"I would rather believe that they plan to attack Stormwind City."