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Chapter 1825: Chen. Sal. Storm Spirit II

Inside the oil pan, corpses floated up one after another. After a while, the oil pan could no longer hold it.

The protesters were proud and proud, arrogantly looking at Chen Stormstout on the city wall, and with loud voices, demanded Thrall's release.

"Are they all crazy?" Chen Stormstout grabbed his hair hard and couldn't believe what he was seeing.

Khadgar said in a low voice: "Nothing is more precious than one's own life. To let people die for others is the greatest barbarity and injustice."

Chen Stormstout was so worried: "They are not even afraid of death. What, what should we do?"

Khadgar sighed and said: "I didn't expect it to be like this. There are really people who are willing to die for Thrall."

Chen Stormstout was so angry that he ordered: "Change a pot of oil immediately. Since we died for Thrall, let us all die."

The Broken Isles, Highmountain, the gathering place of the Highmountain tauren.

The Gaoling tribe welcomed a guest.

Not long after young Mera Gaoling inherited the position of chief of the Gaoling tribe, she hurriedly got up and went out to greet him.

Many years ago, Thrall led the dragon-blooded orcs to attack Highmountain, and four-fifths of the Highmountain cattle heads were skinned and deboned.

Meera Gaoling's father, Ulan Gaoling, was caught by Thrall and eaten alive.

Afterwards, the Highmountain tauren were in trouble.

The four major tribes of Gaoling, Rivermane, Skyhorn and Blood Totem, which were originally united, split due to different attitudes towards the tribe.

Mera Gaoling did not dare to bear grudge against Thrall, thinking that it was a great honor for her father to be eaten by Thrall, and she gave her life gloriously for Azeroth.

The Skyhorn tribe held the same idea as Mera Highmountain, and felt that they should endure the humiliation for the time being and not become enemies of the tribe.

Unfortunately, the Skyhorn tribe was attacked by the harpies, and their former ally Drogbar also betrayed them, leaving them too busy to fend for themselves.

The Rivermane tribe is a peace-loving race that relies on farming for a living. They cannot afford any resistance. They suffered the most heavy losses in the massacre by Thrall and are on the verge of annihilation.

Blood Totem withdrew from the High Mountain Alliance and turned to find other forces to fight against Thrall's brutality.

For many years, Mera Highmountain has been crawling at Thrall's feet, selecting outstanding tribesmen and sending them to Orgrimmar for Thrall to eat.

In order to set things straight, Mera Highmountain sanctified the selection process and described being eaten by Thrall as an ascension ritual.

There is a legend circulating in Highmountain that if you can be eaten by Thrall, you can enter the immortal kingdom of the ancient tauren hero Huon Highmountain.

It was not until the destruction of Orgrimmar that this sacred ritual was suspended and slowly forgotten.

The visitor looks like a human being, with a cloak covering his face.

"I once used a name, Gudan."

Gudan sat unceremoniously on the main seat, and Meera Gaoling could only accompany him.

"You should have heard that Thrall, the great savior, was attacked by the world-destroyer Chen Stormstout and imprisoned in Orgrimmar. Thrall took great care of the High Collar tribe when he was the warchief. Without Thrall's help,

, you have exterminated your clan long ago, I advise you to return Thrall's favor and go to Orgrimmar to protest."

Meera Gaoling remained silent, trying to figure out the identity and origin of the visitor.

On the side, a young Highmountain tauren couldn't help but said:

"Thall's only bloody oppression of Highmountain, countless of our people were killed or eaten by Thrall."

Gu Dan slapped the table angrily: "Nonsense, seeking revenge for virtue. Is this what you Highmountain tauren are like?"

The young tauren's eyes did not blink, and he fell limply to the ground, lifeless.

Killing people invisibly, what a terrifying method, all the Highmountain tauren present were frightened.

Meera Highmountain smiled apologetically and said: "The great savior has saved the Highmountain tauren countless times. We will never forget this kindness."

"Not all Highmountain tauren are bastards. Some of them are reasonable at last."

Gudan sneered and said: "Just be grateful. You must remember that rescuing Thrall means saving Azeroth. Thrall is Azeroth. After three days, if you do not show up at the gate of Orgrimmar,

The Highmountain tauren will become history. I will also lobby other races to work together to save Thrall, and this is the end."

After saying that, Gu Dan stood up, walked straight to the door, and disappeared.

After carrying away the body of the young tauren, a priest gritted his teeth and lowered his voice:

"Now there is only one way, to ask Neltharion for help."

Neltharion's Lair was originally the base of the Black Dragon Legion. It has been secretly protecting the Highmountain Tauren for thousands of years.

Before the Black Dragon Legion withdrew from Azeroth, they once sent an invitation to the Highmountain Tauren to settle in the New World together.

But he was rejected by Meira Gaoling's father, Ulan Gaoling.

Before parting, Deathwing gave Ulan Gaoling a beacon.

In critical moments, you can use the device in Neltharion's lair to contact the Black Dragon Legion.

This beacon reached the hands of Meera Gaoling. Like her father, she was not optimistic about the Black Dragon Legion.

Meera Gaoling shook her head and said:

"The Black Dragon Clan is by no means a match for the Holy Light and Burning Legions. If the Tauren of Highmountain want to survive, they can only adapt to the situation."

When the Highmountain tauren appeared at the gates of Orgrimmar, Chen Stormstout almost collapsed.

"I heard that the Highmountain tauren are Thrall's special food. After I became the warchief, I abolished this barbaric practice. What reason do they have to protest?"

Chen Stormstout felt disillusioned and felt that he was not suitable to be the warchief.

Khadgar is also enlightened. If he doesn't become a warchief, he won't face the problem of a warchief.

"Although Mera Gaoling is timid and cowardly, she will never know good or bad. There must be a hidden secret?"

Chen Stormstout took Khadgar with him to receive Meera Highmountain privately.

Khadgar was the first to ask: "Are the Highmountain tauren being coerced?"

Meila Gaoling's eyes widened and she spoke righteously:

"No one can coerce the descendants of Huon Highmountain. We are here for the light and justice of Azeroth. The great savior Thrall has saved the High Collar tribe many times. We will always remember his kindness. We will

A statue of Thrall was built in Highmountain, and the tauren of Highmountain were grateful for Thrall's kindness from generation to generation.

"We have only one purpose for this trip, to unconditionally release the great savior Thrall, Chen. Stormstout must give up his position as warchief and apologize to the savior."

Chen Stormstout was so angry that his eyes were red, and he said with a ferocious smile: "If eating the Highmountain tauren is a favor to you, I can do it too."

Meera Gaoling glared at each other: "You don't deserve it."

"Woman, do you want to die? I will eat you right now." Chen Stormstout was going crazy.

Meila Gaoling was a little scared and her face turned pale.

In her impression, Pandaren were simple and kind-hearted, which was the courage to confront Chen Stormstout.

Khadgar winked hurriedly, stopped Chen Stormstout, and said politely:

"Chief Mera Highmountain, I hope you can think carefully and stop this unwise move and not send it away."

After Meera Gaoling left, Chen Stormstout sat on the ground and cried:

"You know, I always thought I could be a good chief, not as cruel as Thrall. Who would have thought that being a great chief wouldn't be that easy. Now I'm starting to understand Thrall."

Khadgar remained silent.

In a daze, I seemed to see the figures of Chen Stormstout and Thrall overlapping.


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