After hearing this, King Terenas fell into thinking.
There are many wandering orcs in Lordaeron, who are in a state of dispersion, wandering around like rogues, hindering the conquest of Blackmoore.
If they can be united, they can form a powerful force, and Blackmoore will definitely lose.
Terenas said cautiously:
"It's a good idea, but I need an orc who is strong and trustworthy. The orc army is a sharp sword, and I can't hand it over to an unreliable person."
Hearing that an orc leader was to be elected, Thrall was eager to try, and Red was even more determined to choose someone else.
Anachronos ignored the two of them and said calmly: "I have a suitable candidate. Your Majesty the King, have you heard of King Saurfang."
Terenas's eyes lit up: "I have heard it for a long time. People say that King Saurfang is upright and upright, with impeccable moral character. He is a moral model for the orcs and a great hero."
Anachronos asked: "Would you be satisfied if Saurfang served as the leader of the orcs?"
Terenas said quickly: "Of course there is no problem. I have long admired King Saurfang and wanted to hire him as a palace attaché. Unfortunately, I never had the chance. There is no King Saurfang in the asylum, and there is no King Saurfang outside.
No news from him."
Anachronos laughed: "Your Majesty the King, King Saurfang has a reputation far and wide, and is unparalleled in his benevolence and justice. Some people couldn't bear to see him suffer, so they hid him."
King Terenas frowned: "Who is it?"
"Agamemand family!" Anachronos said seriously.
Terenas' face darkened and he said displeasedly: "It's actually them."
The Agamand family, the richest man in Tirisfal Glades, the richest man ranked among the kings of Lordaeron, is as famous as the Barov family.
But this family really doesn’t understand current affairs
When King Terenas established the asylum, the patriarch, Count Cullerman Agamand, foresaw something bad was going to happen and took most of the family's property to the Kingdom of Stormwind.
This also led to the division of the Agamand family. Some clan members loyal to Lordaeron stayed and continued to operate the remaining industries.
King Terenas complained more than once that if Count Agamand was loyal to Lordaeron, the orcs in Tirisfal Asylum would be able to eat meat.
In order to feed the orcs, the king sent people to impose heavy taxes on the Agamand family, which was on the verge of bankruptcy.
However, the skinny kodo is bigger than a horse.
To the north of Tirisfal Glades, there are large stretches of barren fields and a succession of dilapidated manors, all of which are the real estate of the Agamand family.
In the center of a lush grove, an exquisite courtyard is built.
This was once the favorite villa of Count Agamand, and now lives a noble orc.
King Saurfang finished his exercise, and his strong muscles were covered with sweat.
The acting head of the clan, Devlin Agamand, had been waiting aside and personally handed over a handkerchief, while a servant served breakfast.
Saurfang wiped his sweat and took a look at the breakfast. It was a large bowl of fragrant braised meat.
"Damn waste, do you want to die?"
Saurfang grabbed the bowl, smashed it into Devlin's face, and yelled angrily:
"How many times have I said that orcs need fresh flesh and blood, the best living creatures. Only in this way can we maintain our blood. Cooked meat will only make me a waste like a human being."
Devlin's head was broken and blood was flowing. He stood by him obediently and begged aggrievedly:
"Your Majesty, there are no living creatures in Tirisfal Glades. We really can't find fresh flesh and blood."
Saurfang roared angrily: "Then go find humans. Waste humans are only worthy of being food for the orcs, otherwise I will eat you."
Devlin didn't dare to talk back. He nodded and bowed and said, "Your Majesty, please wait a moment. I'll go get ready right now."
After leaving the manor, Devlin's brother Salman had already prepared a medicine box and bandaged his wounds with extremely skillful techniques.
"Brother, why did you take in this rude orc? Back then he sneaked into a farm near Brier and tore a seven-year-old child to pieces. He was chased and beaten by the villagers and was about to be beaten to death. Yes.
You took action to save him. Over the years, he has become more and more aggressive. He eats meat for every meal, and now he has gone too far and wants to eat fresh flesh and blood."
Devlin glared: "What do you know? Saurfang is a great hero of the orcs, a great hero, with impeccable moral character. This is a test for us."
Salman pouted dissatisfied and said: "I don't see any temptation. Your daughter Nissa and son-in-law Gregor were both torn into pieces and eaten by him."
"They deserve it. Anyone who lets them take care of themselves will get an advantage from them." Devlin said with a ferocious expression.
Salman sighed: "Brother, I am not just a nagging younger brother. In the early years, my eldest brother wanted to go to Stormwind City, but you refused to leave. Now we are all starving to death, but you have to feed a white-eyed wolf orc. Why do you do this?"
Torturing yourself, I will take a few servants to kill this beast."
Devlin hurriedly grabbed Salman:
"Brother, listen to me. I know you are dissatisfied with King Saurfang. I admit that he is deliberately making things difficult for us. But people's hearts are made of flesh, and the hearts of orcs can also be influenced. The first time I saw Saurfang
King Farr believes that the future of the family lies with him. Sooner or later, Lordaeron will collapse due to being overwhelmed. In the future, the owner of this land will be the orcs. We helped him in times of crisis. As long as we have a little conscience, we will know how to be grateful.
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Salman smiled bitterly and said: "Brother, do you really understand the orcs?"
Devlin said firmly: "I understand people's hearts. You should find someone to make food for King Saurfang."
Salman was expressionless: "I refuse. My reason tells me that I must not feed my own kind to the orcs. Brother, don't be stubborn. The orcs will only bring destruction to us."
"I am the leader of the clan, and you dare to disobey my orders." Devlin roared angrily.
Salman left no room for negotiation: "Don't say you are the patriarch, even if you are King Terenas, there are some bottom lines that I will not touch."
Devlin's brows surged with an evil spirit, and he waved his hands and said, "If you don't want to do it, forget it. Look, someone is coming."
Salman turned his head to look, and a sharp blade pierced his chest.
"Since you are unwilling to help me, you will be King Saurfang's food." Devlin's expression was ferocious and twisted, much like King Saurfang.
Salman's expression was calm, as if he had expected it, and he smiled miserably: "Brother, you will definitely regret it."
After killing his younger brother, Devlin felt uneasy and tortured, and couldn't sleep well all night.
The next day, the king's messenger arrived, bringing with him a group of palace guards and conveying King Terenas' orders.
King Terenas appointed Lord Saurfang as warchief, commanding the wandering orcs in Lordaeron.
Devlin was overjoyed. Although it was different from what he expected, his years of forbearance finally paid off.
With King Saurfang in power, is the rise of the Agamand family still far away?
"Nissa, Gregor, Salman, did you see that your blood was not shed in vain? Facts have proved that I was right."
Then he showed a fierce expression, looked in the direction of Stormwind Kingdom, and whispered:
"Sooner or later, Azeroth belongs to the orcs, Cullerman, I want to prove you wrong."