Thrall handed the vial to Lockhan and explained: "Back then, Maronos dropped his blood into a spring. The orcs drank the spring water and gained supreme evil power. This drop of orc blood
Although the essence is not as good as the blood of Maronoth, it is enough to allow the Darkspear tribe to obtain evil energy after dilution."
Lorkhan took the vial tremblingly, as if he was holding the lives of the Darkspear tribe, and carefully examined the ominous aura in it.
Thrall grabbed the troll woman who was moaning in pain, bit her arm off, and chewed her arms.
"Lorkhan, I can only help here. The next step depends on your decision. Should you give this bottle directly to Chief Sen'jin, or find a way to put it into the water source of the Darkspear Palace? You can figure it out yourself.
.I just want to remind you that time is running out. The Darkspear tribe is not the Scourge and cannot withstand the attack of the Burning Legion."
Lorkhan thanked him profusely, held the vial tightly and said goodbye to Thrall.
After returning to his room, Lockhan's face relaxed, and he was immediately sweating profusely, soaking his clothes, as if he had escaped from a devil's cave.
Lorkhan is a very smart man. Thrall's explanation that this vial can bring evil power to the Darkspear tribe is obviously a complete lie.
How could Thrall, who was able to eat a Zandalari alive in front of Lorkhan and had no mercy at all, think about the Darkspear tribe?
The vial should contain the blood essence of the orcs, but it will not bring evil power to the Darkspear tribe.
Instead, it brings destruction. If you guessed it correctly, the effect of blood essence is plague.
The plague that destroyed the Kingdom of Lordaeron was derived from the blood of orcs.
Lockhan is in a very conflicted mood at the moment. The purpose of Thrall's lie is to prevent Lockhan from having too much psychological pressure. He can deliberately pretend to be confused and put the blood in the vial into the water source of the Troll Palace with the good intention of saving his people.
Inside.
After all, Lorkhan was originally the captain of the palace guard and still had secret connections.
Then he said that he had been deceived and only blamed Sal for deceiving him.
If he refuses... Lockhan heard the sound of the orc patrol outside the tent. His tent has been closely monitored, and it is impossible to escape.
Although Lockhan's heart is with the Darkspear tribe, he will still be hesitant when he needs to sacrifice his life to protect his people. This is what makes smart people different.
It's better to pretend to agree and then find an opportunity to escape.
But Lorkhan quickly denied it. Thrall was such a shrewd orc, how could he give him this opportunity?
Lockhan could not sleep, and did not close his eyes all night. When it was just dawn, suddenly a troll entered the tent. This was a tall troll, no longer young, with sharp fangs and a pair of
Cunning eyes.
"Wo'jin, how could it be you?" Lockhan looked at the troll in surprise.
"Why, Lorkhan, you can join the orcs, don't you allow me to do the same?" Wojin sat down with a sword and a golden horse, and one look at Lorkhan's tired face made it clear: "Have you not made a decision yet?
"
"I didn't expect Thrall to send you as a lobbyist." Lockhan glared at Wojin resentfully: "It's all your fault. You said that the orcs had the help of the Red Dragon Clan and the Burning Legion as their backers. The result turned out to be
This situation.”
Vol'jin shrugged and spread his hands innocently: "I didn't expect the situation to develop like this. The Red Dragon Tribe was defeated by the Kul Tiras Navy, and the Burning Legion took the initiative to withdraw from Lordaeron. But don't forget, the Red Dragon Tribe is just
Having lost a hundred adult dragons, the Burning Legion in Azeroth is only a small part of the Burning Legion."
Lockhan looked up at the top of the tent and said solemnly: "Of course I understand this truth, but this is not the reason for betraying my tribe. I will not exchange the lives of my tribe for my own glory and power. I can't do it."
Vol'jin looked disappointed: "Lorkhan, you disappoint me so much. The glory of the Darkspear tribe is just Senjin's trick to deceive us. You have to take a long-term view. The Darkspear tribe has been defeated by the Legion."
Your decision to declare extinction is insignificant at all. If you don't betray the Darkspear tribe, there will be a lot of Darkspear trolls rushing to do it."
Lockhan shouted stubbornly: "This troll can be anyone, but it must not be me."
Wo'jin smiled faintly: "You still don't understand, Lockhan, Thrall didn't ask me to convince you, but asked you for your decision. I only said so for the sake of being a friend. Don't blame me for not
Remind you, if you refuse, you will be eaten by Sal and tortured for thirty days before you take your last breath."
Lockhan's scalp went numb after hearing this. He wanted to sacrifice himself to save the Darkspear tribe, but Thrall's methods were too cruel. This made him feel fear from the bottom of his heart and instinct, which overpowered his loyalty to the Darkspear tribe.
.
"Wo'jin, I understand, you want to be the chief of the Darkspear tribe, and the position of chief makes you completely crazy." Lockhan gritted his teeth and stared at Wo'jin: "For the sake of the chief's position, you will not care about anything."
Vol'jin smiled proudly: "Yes, Thrall has promised me that once the Darkspear tribe is destroyed, I will be the chief of the Darkspear, a true hero, destined to go down in history."
"Without the Darkspear tribe, what's the point of your position as chief?" Lockhan asked.
Wojin raised his head and announced proudly:
"What I care about is the position of chief of the Dark Spear tribe. I don't care whether the trolls of the Dark Spear tribe are ruling. Back then, the Senjin family sacrificed 500,000 Dark Spear tribesmen in exchange for the position of chief. I only sacrificed 300,000.
That's all, they are much kinder than Sen'jin's ancestors. History will only praise the victors. I, Vol'jin, will definitely become a great chief, a great hero of Azeroth, a legendary figure who will be famous throughout the ages, and will be admired by all generations.
No one cares about the destruction of the Darkspear tribe."
Lockhan understood Wo'jin's intention. In the Troll Clan, there were many wandering trolls. Like Wo Jin, they were the descendants of trolls of different races. They were expelled by their tribesmen and became homeless.
If the Darkspear tribe were to be wiped out, all it would take was Wo'jin to raise his arms, and a large number of wandering trolls would definitely come to seek refuge. The scale of 300,000 trolls might not be possible, but tens of thousands could easily be achieved.
Lorkhan closed his eyes, and the moral balance in his heart began to become unbalanced. Thrall's cruelty and ruthlessness, and Vol'jin's lack of bottom line, made him realize that he was childish and ridiculous. How could a troll be so ignorant of current affairs.
Wo'jin reminded him maliciously: "Lorkhan, make up your mind quickly. A big pot of oil has been burned outside. I don't want you to become Thrall's breakfast. It is said that your life was difficult when you were a child, and your meat is not delicious enough.
"
The painful life in the past came to Lockhan's heart. He suffered hardships and torture in his childhood and youth, and suffered all the looks and humiliation. He should not have good thoughts towards such a Darkspear tribe, and he immediately made up his mind:
"Okay, I promise Sal."
"That's right." Vol'jin patted Lockhan on the shoulder: "When you learn to betray your people, you will get closer and closer to heroism and greatness. I am very optimistic about you, Lockhan, let us fight for Azeroth."
war."
"For Azeroth." Lockhan agreed with a cold face. (To be continued)