After serving as the chief of the tribe for many years, Thrall knew that negotiations were just fancy decorations, and the final result depended on hard power.
Among these five giants, on the surface, Orgrimmar and Thunder Bluff should be the strongest.
Orgrimmar has endless light-forged orcs, and the mutated tauren are extremely powerful individually.
But the Big Five have a common weakness.
Lack of high-end combat effectiveness.
For example, Red Blackhand, although he was in charge of Orgrimmar, an archmage as powerful as Medivh could easily kill him and then walk away.
The combat power of Head of State Margok's subordinates should be the strongest, but they are still not comparable to Medivh.
Therefore, Thrall proposed that Magni Bronzebeard be the warchief. Red Blackhand has the merit to support him and can get the greatest benefit from it.
After all, Magni Bronzebeard is a dwarf, and it is difficult to integrate into the group. Although he has a nominal title, Red Blackhand still has the right to speak.
As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.
Durotan was the first to object and said with good reason:
"Is there no one in the tribe? Why hire a dwarf to be the chief? It makes everyone in the world laugh."
The two heads of the head of state, Margok, showed an incredible look at the same time:
"I don't understand how the great chief of the tribe can't get Magni Bronzebeard's turn."
Zhu Taran said simply: "Although Magni Bronzebeard claims to be the spokesperson of Azeroth, he is not qualified to be the chief of the tribe."
"Who says I'm not qualified?"
Three shadows appeared at the door, and Magni Bronzebeard strode into the venue, followed by the Virgin Mary and Zakuul the Faceless One.
Red immediately went up to meet him, nodded and bowed and said: "Great Chief, you are here."
The powerful Titan Guardian, the Faceless Man from the Void, everyone immediately wisely shut their mouths.
Magni glanced at Zhu Talan lightly.
Zhu Taran held her head tightly, let out a terrible scream, and begged:
"It hurts, I was wrong, please spare me."
The attack comes from Zakuul the Faceless, a powerful void creature with extraordinary abilities.
Magni looked at Margok again:
"Excuse me, why is it not my turn to be the chief of the tribe? Please give me a reason."
Margok's expression changed, his two heads shook at the same time, and he said flatteringly:
"King Bronzebeard, oh, no, Chief Bronzebeard, look at my damn mouth, I mean, you should have been the chief of the tribe a long time ago, it's unfair that it's your turn now."
Before Magni could look at Durotan, Durotan immediately changed his words:
"Our tribe is a bunch of waste and needs the leadership of Chief Bronzebeard. I admire you very much."
Needless to say, Red and Rom have already expressed their support.
Magni Bronzebeard smiled slightly: "Since there is no objection, I will reluctantly serve as the chief."
Reid hurriedly gave up his seat, Magni sat down with a shy belly and looked around at everyone.
"I announce the establishment of a new tribe. I, Magni Bronzebeard, the spokesperson of Azeroth, will serve as the chief of the tribe."
The five giants hurriedly knelt on the ground and said in unison:
"We are willing to be loyal to the warchief, for the Horde, and for Azeroth."
Reid was satisfied and said with a smile: "Warchief, please return to Orgrimmar with me, hold a ceremony to enthrone the warchief, and gain the support of everyone in the world."
Snap!
The sound of clapping came, and everyone turned their heads, only to see a gray-haired kobold appear at the door.
Reid was surprised, he had seen the portrait before:
"Holy Light Emperor!"
The leader of the kobolds, Holy Light Emperor O'Said, appeared at the door and looked at the five giants with pity.
"Look at you, supporting a dwarf as the warchief is such a useless waste. If I were you, I would have killed myself in shame."
Magni Bronzebeard chuckled: "Kobold, we were discussing how to eliminate you, but we didn't expect you to come to our door yourself, just in time to kill you to sacrifice the flag."
O'Said raised his head calmly:
"Titan Guardian, Faceless Void, I am no match for any of them. If you are not prepared, do you think I will come?"
Orsaid took out a crystal ball and shot out a ray of light, showing a clear image.
Although it was only for a moment, everyone was stunned.
A dark underground cave filled with explosives.
O'Said pointed to the ground: "You have chosen the wrong location. We have hollowed out the underground of Ratchet City and buried quite a lot of explosives."
Raising his eyebrows and facing everyone's horrified gazes, O'Said chuckled and said: "My goblin engineer promises that it is powerful enough to destroy the Titan Guardian and the Faceless Void. To be honest, I don't believe it, so why not give it a try."
"Damn it!" Reid Blackhand cursed secretly. He never expected such an accident.
Magni Bronzebeard touched his chin and looked at the kobold at the door seriously:
"If Ratchet City is gone, you will die too."
Ossaid shook his head: "I am a killer. I can survive the explosion, but larger creatures cannot escape."
Everyone was silent and looked at Magni Bronzebeard.
Since he has served as the chief, he should help everyone give some advice.
Magni Bronzebeard was silent. He never dreamed that his life would be in danger just after he became the warchief.
"What do you want, kobold?" Magni communicated secretly with the Virgin of Purity, and O'Said did not lie.
Ossaid smiled slightly: "If a dwarf can serve as the chief, I should be fine too."
"You want to be the chief?" Reid Blackhand shook his head repeatedly: "Absolutely not."
"Actually, there is another way." Ossaid sneered: "I will blow you and Ratchet City into powder, and the warchief will still be mine."
Magni's face turned pale with anger, and he said after a long while:
"Okay, if you want to be the warchief, I will give it to you. I am the spokesperson of Azeroth. I don't care about the warchief."
After that, Magni and the other three left, and Orsaid made way.
Reid's mind was racing, and he secretly thought that he might as well agree to it for the time being and wait until the crisis was over before regretting it.
The Big Five all had the same idea, so they didn't object.
O'Said was well prepared and whistled, and five kobolds walked in, each carrying a bowl of wine.
O'Said said with an indifferent expression: "Durotan, you should have heard of the Kesriel Empire in Winterspring Valley."
Durotan squeezed out a voice from between his teeth: "I've heard of it."
Ossaid continued: "The Kesril Empire is an ancient kobold empire. It has mysterious alchemy. It is not used to save people, but poison to kill people. It is completely different from modern alchemy."
After saying that, he pointed at the five bowls of wine: "You are very honored to have the opportunity to taste the highest secret knowledge of the Kesril Empire. If you don't take my special antidote for a month, your life will be worse than death, and your soul will be polluted. Come on, do it."
Got this glass of wine.”
Reid's face was pale, and he took the wine bowl tremblingly. The aroma of wine was fragrant, and in the clear wine, a transparent insect swam slowly.
"I'll count to five, drink it, five, four, three..."
O'Said didn't give everyone time to think. In order to survive, the five giants hurriedly drank it all.
Seeing that everyone had drank the wine, Osaide smiled with satisfaction and said:
"Under my leadership, new tribes will inevitably rise."
Robbie and Kel'Thuzad quietly admired the birth of the new Horde Warchief.
Kel'Thuzad was surprised: "Is it really a kobold who serves as the warchief?"