Experimental Subject No. 5 is not King Varian. He hates Thrall for eating his own flesh, so he doesn't think about anything about his family and country. He only needs to angrily retaliate against Thrall.
"I wear armor at all times and am ready to fight for Azeroth." Experimental Subject No. 5 deliberately touched Thrall's wound with his finger and shouted: "For Azeroth."
Sal winced in pain and turned pale with anger.
But he knew exactly what to do at this moment, and smiled heartily: "Yes, for Azeroth."
Vol'jin then stepped forward to help Thrall bandage his wounds, and Thrall also cast spells to heal himself.
"Varian, we haven't seen each other for more than twenty years." Thrall sat opposite Experimental Subject No. 5 and grinned:
"I still remember that you were my loyal footstool at that time. Every time I needed you, you would always lie down on the ground for me to step on. I remember a rainy day and the road was muddy. I didn't want to get my brand new moccasin boots dirty.
You took the initiative to lie down in the puddle, and I stepped on your back across the puddle, and you ate a mouthful of mud. Varian, I miss my childhood days very much, can you let me step on it too."
Experimental Subject No. 5 was not King Varian. He did not feel the humiliation caused by this past incident. He just said lightly: "Haha, Thrall, why don't I take off the power shoulder armor and put it on the ground, and you can step on it as you like."
Looking at the ferocious spikes on the power shoulder armor, Thrall had to give up the idea, and then laughed wildly and said: "Varian, this is just a joke, don't take it to heart, now I have better feet."
stool."
Tauren Chief Kane Bloodhoof came over respectfully, with a flattering look on his face. He hurriedly lay down in front of Thrall, and Thrall casually stepped on Kane Bloodhoof's broad shoulders.
"I still remember that when I was in Lordaeron, I tasted the meat of the tauren for the first time and fell in love with this race. Within three months of our alliance with the tauren, we orcs ate 150,000 tauren.
The tauren are really a good race. They can fight for us and produce beef and cowhide. Their horns are very sharp weapons. The tendons and bones can be used to build tents. The roasted beef kidneys are a great tonic.
It’s baby.”
Thrall kicked Kane Bloodhoof hard in the face and mocked mercilessly:
"Azeroth is a bunch of courageous cowards. Look at these strong tauren who are willing to become livestock for us orcs. Varian, back then we orcs broke into Stormwind City and ate the entire city.
Man, your father is a fool and was actually assassinated by the assassin we sent. You should know that only we orcs are the masters of this world, and you humans will eventually be ruthlessly eliminated."
Thrall had a ferocious look on his face, and his sharp fangs shone with cold light as he gradually approached Experimental Subject No. 5. His ferocious face was revealed, and he looked like a demon. When young Varian saw this face, he would definitely be scared to death and tremble all over.
Thrall knew very well that this was a shadow in Varian's heart, a move that had been tried repeatedly.
"For the sake of childhood, I am willing to give you a chance. If you don't want the human race to become extinct, you can become the dog of our orcs. Because we are friends, I will give humans a piece of land to live on, and you
Will always be king, Varian, and this is your only chance."
Sal spread his five fingers and said loudly:
"Half a million humans were sent to Orgrimmar to be skinned and eaten by us. Varian, this is a very good deal. They are just a group of lowly pariahs. You are a smart man and know where to go."
Jaina looked at Thrall with pity. If it was the real King Varian, he would be so frightened that he would kneel down and beg for mercy. He would be willing to sign a humiliating covenant, but unfortunately, he was facing a fake king.
Experimental Subject No. 5's eyes were extremely calm, which surprised Sal very much.
"The bad breath smells so strong, dear chief, how long has it been since you brushed your teeth?"
Thrall was very surprised. They said that humans are fickle creatures. He finally saw how weak and well-behaved Varian was as a child, like a puppy that could be kneaded at will.
Varian has changed now, and I can no longer scare him.
Sal leaned back, his little eyes rolling, preparing for his next words.
He understands the dilemma facing the orcs, the threat from the Lich King Arthas is imminent, and alliance with the Alliance is the only way out.
Contrary to Sal's expectations, Experimental Subject No. 5 immediately showed a peaceful and friendly attitude. He laughed and said, "Sal, we haven't seen you for many years. I have a gift for you. Please accept it."
Robbie brought up an exquisite wooden box. After opening it, it was a piece of exquisite and gorgeous armor. Although it was inlaid with precious objects such as pearls and jade and was extremely well made, it did not have any defensive power.
However, this armor suited Thrall's taste very well, because it had the words "Armor of the Savior of Azeroth" embroidered on it, and Thrall fell in love with it at first sight.
"Hahaha, Varian, you are too polite."
Experimental Subject No. 5 then said: "Thall, your robe is already stained by blood, how about you just put on this armor?"
"Okay, okay!" Thrall agreed wholeheartedly. He saw that besides being beautiful, this set of armor did not come with any magic power, so there would be no traps or anything like that, so he didn't think much about it.
Wear it on your body in front of everyone.
There was a vague fragrance on the armor, but there were flower petals everywhere, and Thrall didn't notice it.
At this moment, not far from the Shade Inn, in a small mountain col, a large group of tauren gathered.
The Tauren clan has a special technique for transmitting messages, called grass-gnawing to convey messages. They will chew a piece of grass into a special shape to convey a certain code word. When other Tauren see it, they will know that this is important information.
Experimental Subject No. 5 was a tauren for a while. He knew the skill of chewing grass to send messages, and deliberately left secret messages on several patches of grass that the Spear of Victory would appear at the place where the Alliance and the Horde were negotiating peace, which attracted the attention of the Horror Totem.
The real leader behind Grimtotem, Magatha Grimtotem, this old tauren woman walked vigorously and with a look of pain on her face, lectured her most trusted companions.
"Cairn Bloodhoof is a complete coward. Twenty years after the Dark Portal, the orcs set foot on Kalimdor for the first time. I heard the cry of Mother Earth in my dream, and the souls of the ancestors told me that the orcs would bring
It's a disaster, but it's a pity that Kane is stupid
Niu just refused to believe it. He was deceived by the woman Jaina and sent the tauren to the point of no return. Now the tauren in Thunder Bluff have been reduced to the livestock of the orcs, allowing them to slaughter and eat meat, but Kane said that this is great
of glory.”
"As long as we find the Spear of Victory, we can overthrow the fatuous rule of Kane Bloodhoof. The tauren are a noble and glorious race, and their dignity should not be trampled on. Mother Earth gave me a revelation in my dream. We can only fight,
Eliminating the orcs who harm the earth is the only hope for the continuation of the race. Now, I need your strength to accompany me to find the Spear of Victory."
"May the wind guide our path and Mother Earth be with us."
The tauren of Grimtotem chanted together, their voices full of determination.
"As soon as the Spear of Victory appears, we will fight immediately. Our blood will not be shed in vain. Mother Earth will remember our sacrifice today. My dear companions, let the elements respond to our call."
Magatha Grimtotem took the lead in casting the spell. The oldest of the Grimtotems, he was also the most powerful shaman of the tauren clan.
Six shamans formed a circle, with Magasa as the center of the circle. Their mana converged, and a huge ball of light appeared in the center of the circle.
This is a very clever detection magic. Both parties negotiating at the Shade Tree Inn appear within the ball of light, and the Grim Totem is waiting for the best opportunity to take action.
At the same time that Thrall put on the flashy "Armor of the Savior of Azeroth," King Mogmulok of Brackenwall Village in the Mud Swamp suddenly stood up from his throne.
The strong ogre leader sniffed the smell in the air and trembled with excitement.
"This is the smell of a female ogre. I can't believe it actually appears in Dustwallow Swamp. As long as I find the female ogre, I, Mogmulok, will unify the ogre clan and become a great ogre.