Agatha trusted Garrosh too much. After introducing Fenris' three children, Agatha did not tell Fenris about it.
Fenris was absolutely unfaithful to Garrosh, but he didn't know that Agatha had ruined something big.
On this day, Garrosh went out to meet a friend. He was not a prisoner of the Thunder God clan, so he did not arouse suspicion.
Garrosh met none other than Grimac.
"Fenris secretly cultivates orcs who are proficient in magic."
Garrosh said fiercely:
"If Fenris really succeeds, the ogres will lose their magical advantage."
Grimac was a little surprised and said with a smile: "You are an orc, and you actually think about the ogres."
"Our goals are the same." Garrosh said irritably: "Fenris's bad behavior must be stopped."
Grimac said hesitantly: "If you do nothing, Fenris will most likely succeed. In less than twenty years, the orcs will inevitably become the masters of the world of Draenor. A highly developed magical civilization with extremely rich materials will also
There is no need to rob others. By then, war will lose its meaning, and Draenor will usher in true peace."
Garrosh was very surprised, his brain was not strong enough to think of this.
Grimac continued: "Orcs like you who don't understand magic don't need to worry. When the material is enough, you will probably become a vulnerable group and receive preferential treatment."
Garrosh waved his arms angrily: "But I want to be a leader, I want to be the King of Draenor, not any preferential treatment."
Grimac shrugged and said: "This is just a possibility, or the most ideal future. Changes, whether good or bad, will face huge resistance, accompanied by bloodshed and sacrifice. Garrosh, the future of the orcs lies in yours."
In your hands, it depends on your decision. If you cooperate with Fenris, you will be great people who change the world."
Garrosh said with a ferocious face: "I want Fenris to die."
Grimac said without thinking: "It's very simple. You just need to secretly cultivate Durotan, and then you cooperate in secret. Don't worry, Fenris will not suspect you."
On this day, Gorthorg, the lord of Blade Tower Fortress, and Bogar Destructionfist, the chief of the Bloodmaul tribe, hosted a banquet for Durotan.
In Frostfire Ridge, the ogres were the real overlords. Faced with the hospitality of the two ogre lords, Durotan was flattered and always maintained a flattering smile on his face.
Naturally, orc meat is indispensable on the ogre's table. Seeing that Durotan was eating deliciously and without any psychological pressure, Bogar showed admiration and said:
"Durotan, what are your ideals?"
The light in Durotan's eyes flashed and was immediately extinguished, and he said with a bitter smile:
"My father has made arrangements. The eldest brother Fenris unites the Thunder God clan, and the second brother Janar inherits the Frostwolf clan. I am not as smart as Fenris, and I am not as brave as Janar. I usually enjoy the sea breeze and admire the beautiful women, and my life is easy.
It passed by so casually.”
Gorthogg stretched out his thick arm, held Durotan's hand and said:
"Little man, there is no need to belittle yourself. You have advantages over both brothers, but you haven't realized it yet."
Durotan scratched his head and asked in confusion: "What advantage."
Gorsogg laughed and said: "You are friends with us ogres, but your father and two brothers are our enemies."
Durotan immediately heard some overtones and looked at the two ogre lords suspiciously.
Bogar Fist of Destruction bit an orc's arm and said meaningfully:
"Durotan, as long as we support you secretly, it won't be difficult to become the chief of the Frostwolf clan, or even to unify the orcs in Frostfire Ridge, but..."
Gorsog added:
"It's just that those who achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters, have some conspiracies and tricks, and use shady means as needed. How successful you can be depends on how cruel your heart is."
Durotan stood up, with a fierce look in his eyes, and said fiercely:
"That day I cooked a Frostwolf and was discovered by Janar. He actually wanted to drive me out of the Frostwolf clan. I knelt on the ground crying and begged my father for mercy. Unexpectedly, my father remained unmoved and said that I had violated the Frostwolf clan.
It is the tradition of the clan that you should be punished like this without any respect for father and son. After I was kicked out, if Lord Gorsogg hadn't secretly helped me, I would have starved to death long ago."
He grabbed a piece of orc meat and bit it hard, just like biting Janar's flesh. Durotan gritted his teeth and said:
"The most unbearable thing for me is that my father clearly knows that I like Draka, but he wants to betroth her to Janal. In a few days, their wedding will be held. These days, I am so distracted that I really want to jump into the sea and die.
That’s it. Two lords, as long as I can get Draka back, I am willing to pay any price.”
Bogar smiled cruelly and said: "What if the price is the death of your father and brother?"
"They should have died long ago." Durotan roared.
Gorthogg sneered: "Very good, Durotan, you just need to follow the plan and leave the rest to us. No one will doubt you. When your father and brother are dead, the elders of the Frostwolf clan will just
If I can welcome you back, then you will be the chief of the Frostwolf Clan."
The chief of the Frostwolf Clan, Garad, is very old. The Frostwolf Clan is named after its close Frostwolf companion. As the leader of this clan, the most proud thing about Garad in his life is that he has trained two
Good son.
The eldest son Fenris has a tough temperament like a wolf, while the second son Janar is a fierce wolf that charges into battle.
But what Galad cares most about is his youngest son Durotan. This child has been spoiled since he was a child, has a simple mind, is not very strong, and is easily deceived by others.
Galad was worried that the impulsive and irritable Janar would not be able to tolerate Durotan, so after Durotan made a mistake, he drove him to Somvar's seaside villa to live.
Hearing that Durotan seemed to be very close to the ogres made Galad very uneasy.
On this day, Galad received a letter from Durotan, saying that he had taken a liking to an orc from the Warsong clan and wanted to become a partner. He asked his father to make an idea for him.
Originally, it was nothing. It was a good thing to have a family and a career, but that Warsong orc turned out to be a strong male orc.
Don’t expose your family’s scandal to anyone!
Galad was so angry that he almost vomited blood and led several of his cronies out in the name of hunting, preparing to give Durotan a severe lesson.
Galad was furious and headed straight for Somvar's villa. When passing by the Bladethroat Canyon, more than a dozen Gronn appeared on the cliff.
Huge boulders fell from the sky like raindrops. Galad was killed in the first wave of attacks. Several surviving confidants snatched the body of the old chief. On the cliff, an elegant-looking orc took a condescending look and confirmed that Galad was dead.
He left with a long sigh.
The confidants recognized the face of the elegant orc, it was Fenris.
When the confidants took Galad back to Frostwolf Cun, Janar looked at his father's mangled body, his eyes were bloodshot, his voice was hoarse, and he asked:
"Who did it?"
The confidants looked at each other, and one of them said:
"We saw Fenris at the top of the cliff."
"Fenris, my good brother, I swear, you must pay with blood!"
Janar was brave and foolhardy, and the elders who were in charge of the Frostwolf clan felt that there was something fishy about this matter, and it was best not to act rashly. However, Fenris was willing to listen and directly launched a war against the Thunder God clan.