Magatha Wild Totem once taught this, and Rom Wild Totem always kept it in mind.
The tauren are food for the orcs in life, and are the forgotten members of the tribe after death. This cannot be changed.
Anyone who dares to disobey will die.
Personal interests conflicted with the interests of the tauren group, and Rom Wild Totem chose himself without hesitation.
When all the tauren were starving, Rom only ate a few grasses in front of everyone.
Seeing the great chief starving with him, the tauren shed tears of excitement.
After returning to his room, his cronies brought Roma dinner.
Large pieces of braised beef, paired with delicious barbecue clams, Alterac cheese, and a glass of fiery Dongquan fire wine.
After having enough food and wine, his confidants brought washed fruits, and Rom. Wild Totem burped with satisfaction.
The next day, some tauren had already starved to death, because the corpses were quickly devoured and did not cause panic.
An airship was parked above Thunder Bluff, with the logo of a venture capital company painted on it.
Rom. Wild Totem frowned. In Azeroth, venture capital companies are notorious and notorious.
Even Sal repeatedly refused to work with venture capital firms.
When a venture capital company comes, there will definitely be nothing good going on. Rom. Wild Totem is mentally prepared for the worst.
A goblin got off the airship under the protection of two tauren.
The goblin looked at the ragged tauren on the street with disgust, and walked straight to the chief's tent.
The two tauren bodyguards behind him forcibly separated the crowded crowd, arrogant and arrogant.
The goblin sat in front of Rom. Wild Totem, facing the warchief of Thunder Bluff, showing some respect.
"I am Kauzir, a director of a venture capital company. I started mining in Mulgore in my early years, and later served as the foreman of Stranglethorn Valley. I have dealt with the tauren many times."
Roma scratched the itch and nodded.
Venture capital companies once maliciously expanded in Mogore, destroying pastures and polluting water sources, causing dissatisfaction among the tauren and causing a lot of unhappiness.
"Foreman Kauzier, um, I understand." Rom said arrogantly.
Kauzier smiled faintly: "The goal of the venture capital company is to build Azeroth so that everyone can live a good life. Now that Thunder Bluff is in trouble, we are willing to provide food support."
Will venture capital firms be so kind?
Rom remained calm and shook his head calmly:
"I appreciate the good intentions of the venture capital company. The troubles of the tauren will naturally be solved by ourselves. There is no need for outsiders to intervene, come and see off guests."
Kauzier became anxious and said sharply: "Please wait a moment, chief, are you just sitting here and watching the tauren starve to death?"
Rom said neither humble nor arrogantly: "The tauren are members of the tribe. The orcs regard the tauren as brothers, and help will be sent soon."
The corner of Kauzier's mouth curled up slightly and he sneered: "Orgrimmar has just fallen to the kobolds. The war chief has changed and he has too much time to take care of himself. Who has the energy to support Thunder Bluff? Now that the tribe is in decline, it has lost its former glory. Chief, you have to take care of yourself.
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Rom laughed and said, "Little goblin, do I need you to teach me how to do things? I won't give you away."
Instead of leaving, Kauzier sat back down and said mysteriously:
"Sir Chief, do you know that some of the shares of Booty Bay's banks are in the hands of venture capital companies, and they have decision-making power over some key accounts."
Rom was stunned for a moment, his face softened, and he smiled:
"Thunder Bluff and venture capital companies have always been friends. Please sit down, come and watch tea."
Kauzier waved his hand and said: "Tea is not necessary. The venture capital company is willing to give Mo Tingya rations for ten months. There is only one small condition."
"Please speak!" With a handle in his opponent's hands, Rom had no choice but to show his sincerity.
Kauzier breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly:
"We have several mines near the red stone in Mogore. Recently, the plague has spread, and one of the mines has collapsed, revealing an ancient altar. After expert research, it is related to a great emperor from the ancient times of the Tauren, but the altar has
Protected by the power of Mother Earth, outsiders are not allowed to approach.”
"Mother Earth?"
Although the tauren believe in Mother Earth, Rom, as the chief, does not believe it and shows a skeptical expression.
Kauzier continued: "After expert analysis, only tauren shamans who communicate with Mother Earth can enter the altar. We are willing to provide an airship."
Rom hesitated, and Kauzier handed over an envelope with a smile on his face.
After opening the envelope, Rom's eyes immediately straightened:
"Okay, we are willing to help with this matter."
Kauzier smiled happily and went down to make preparations.
A shaman said: "Warchief, the goblins cannot be trusted. I suspect this is a conspiracy against Thunder Bluff."
"Tell me your reasons." Rom asked casually, still thinking about the letter.
The shaman said: "Don't venture capital companies have tauren shamans?"
Rom stood up and paced back and forth in the tent. He didn't know this.
But the conditions privately offered by venture capital companies are too favorable.
Thunder Bluff is facing a dilemma, and Rom is not sure of the solution. As long as he agrees to the venture capital company, he will not have to worry about it for ten lifetimes.
Rom lamented:
"Let the venture capital company send half of the food first to tide over the current difficulties. For the sake of Thunder Bluff and the tauren of Mulgore, it is worth taking the risk."
The venture capital company happily sent some food, and the crisis in Thunder Bluff was alleviated.
Several shamans boarded the venture capital company's airship, and Rom came to see them off in person, showing off his skills.
Half a day passed, and Roma had just enjoyed a sumptuous lunch when a close aide came to report:
"Chief, I'm very happy, we have discovered the remains of Emperor Deathhoof."
"What, Deathhoof Emperor." Rom suddenly stood up.
Emperor Deathhoof, an immortal legend in the history of the tauren, lived more than a thousand years ago.
There are many legends about Emperor Deathhoof. It is said that he is immortal, commands an undead army, and almost conquered Kalimdor.
On the eve of the decisive battle between the undead army and the night elves, Emperor Deathhoof suddenly disappeared, and the undead army was wiped out, which became an unsolved case in the history of the tauren.
Some scholars suspect that Emperor Deathhoof's undead army is composed of the Forsaken.
However, this statement is called heresy and is not recognized.
Although I have doubts in my heart, Mogaolei is the land of tauren after all, and the venture capital company is weak and unable to do anything.
Roma decided to go and see for himself.
In the dark mine, a force prevents the invasion of corroding the ground.
Rom came to the altar and entered a spacious cave through the dark mist that shrouded the altar.
In the center of the cave stands a tauren wearing a black crown, holding a blood-red rune spear in his hand.
A shaman looked through the information and said to Rom:
"Master Chief, according to legend and historical records, this is the statue of Emperor Deathhoof."
Rom noticed the rune spear in the statue's hand. The bloody spear body was engraved with black runes and was constantly swimming like a living creature.
"What is the origin of this rune spear?" Rom asked.
The shaman hurriedly searched for information and replied after a while:
"This object is called the Spear of Sorrow. It is said to have the ability to command the undead army."