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Chapter 661: The Way of the Vol'jin Chiefs IV

Senjin was eager to eradicate Zalazane's power, but when he realized it, the plague had spread, and about 20,000 trolls were infected with the plague.

This plague is different from that in Lordaeron. The witch doctors of the Darkspear tribe speculate that the technicians of the Burning Legion have improved the plague and spread it faster. People affected by the plague will not become undead, but will fall into a weak state.

Sen'jin hates Zalazane very much. If it weren't for the purpose of consolidating his power, he should have been able to detect the plague in advance.

At the same time, he also missed Zara Zane very much. Zara Zane was proficient in dark magic and had in-depth research on the plague. If he were here, he would definitely have a way to solve the problem and even be able to detect the plague at the very beginning.

According to Senjin's original temperament, all of the more than 20,000 trolls infected with the plague would definitely be executed without hesitation.

The reminder from the God of Souls changed Senjin's mind. He hesitated for a moment. Although all executions could prevent the spread of the plague, the result was that people's hearts were floating, so he adopted isolation measures.

The situation was temporarily stable. Faced with the tight defense of the Darkspear Palace, Thrall had no idea. He could only send someone to deliver a message, proposing cooperation with the Darkspear tribe, and the previous grievances were wiped out.

"Great Chief Senjin, one hundred thousand dragon-blooded orcs were destroyed because of the Darkspear tribe. What we did in Tidal Bay was just to vent our dissatisfaction. As the so-called eternal cycle of hatred will never stop, let us put aside our grudges and unite together.

, join hands to conquer the continent of Kalimdor."

Senkina, who had suffered a huge loss, was willing to listen to Thrall's nonsense. This time he learned his lesson and took the advice of the high priest, standing still and waiting for the furnace of the Burning Legion to burn out. The souls of only 50,000 Darkspear tribes could not last long.

As long as the time comes, the Legion will definitely withdraw from Azeroth.

Senjin adopted the most reliable delaying method. More than 100,000 Dark Spear tribesmen firmly guarded various parts of the palace. The orcs attacked several times and were easily repelled, but suffered a lot of losses.

As the days passed, the situation became more and more unfavorable for the orcs.

Thrall, who was helpless, even came up with a beauty trap. A beautiful orc woman was deliberately sent to Senjin. Unfortunately, Senjin was not King Ryan who was interested in female orcs, so he cooked the orc woman and ate it.

, and also sent someone to give Sal a large bowl of soup.

In the orc camp, Thrall was so angry that he cursed Senjin for being shameless and the Darkspear tribe for being cruel.

He bit hard at the tauren serving as dinner, as if biting Senjin's flesh. The anger in his heart was vented, and he asked Eitrigg at the side: "Back then, Gul'dan used Garona to successfully assassinate King Llane.

, destroyed the Kingdom of Stormwind, why didn’t my strategy work? Am I really not as good as Gul’dan?”

Of course, Eitrigg did not dare to say that Thrall was worse than Gul'dan, and said tactfully: "King Ryan accepted Garona all because of Medivh's face. I guess he may not like female orcs."

Thrall nodded, and finally got some comfort. He frowned and said, "Let Vol'jin and Lockhan come to see me. If you want to gain something, you must give something."

Sen'jin unexpectedly did not die and returned to the Troll Palace smoothly. Vol'jin and Lorkhan did not expect this to happen. When Thrall summoned them, both of them looked frightened.

In Thrall's tent, Thrall cut off the tauren's right arm with his own hands, cut it into two pieces and placed them in front of Vol'jin and Lockhan. He said with a cold face: "Do you know the origin of this tauren?"

Vol'jin was frightened and praised loudly: "It must be the evil tauren of Highmountain, the great savior. In order to save Azeroth, you eliminated these world destroyers. I have great admiration for you."

"Idiot, look at the shape of his horns. This is a tauren from Mulgore. It is said that he is the illegitimate son of Warchief Kane." Thrall was grumpy and pointed at the map on the wall and shouted:

"There are countless strong tauren and centaurs in Kalimdor, fresh and fat wild boar people, and stupid night elves, waiting for us to conquer and turn them into military rations, slaves or livestock, but I am firmly trapped in

The Echo Islands, as if you can't think of a way, will serve as tomorrow's lunch, we orcs don't raise waste."

Lockhan's face was pale, and he could only look at Vol'jin helplessly. He had successfully completed the task of releasing the plague, but the plague had already been used in Lordaeron, and the Darkspear tribe had a way to deal with it, so it had no miraculous effect.

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Facing the naked threat, Woking gritted his teeth and whispered:

"The Kukan family of the Darkspear tribe secretly swore allegiance to me. Senjin didn't notice it and still used it. I heard that the Kukan family is responsible for guarding the west corner gate of the palace. Just like the Kukan family secretly let brave orcs in, they cooperated inside and outside.

There will definitely be chaos in the palace."

Sal's eyes lit up: "It's a very good idea, that's it."

"But..." Wojin said in embarrassment: "After the incident with the fish-man Feras, I have lost contact with the Kukan family. I have no choice but to go to the palace in person."

After hearing this, Thrall grabbed Wo'jin's shirt, looked directly into his eyes, and asked fiercely: "Little troll, do you want to take the opportunity to escape?"

Vol'jin was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Great savior, I dare not, I am sincerely serving the orcs and fighting for Azeroth."

Thrall fell into thinking. He realized that Vol'jin was the only hope, but he was worried that Vol'jin would escape, so he was in a dilemma. At this moment, Varimathras, who had transformed into a black gold form, walked in from outside the tent and looked at him with a smile.

Sal.

Facing a Dreadlord, an important member of the Burning Legion, Thrall did not dare to neglect and quickly invited everyone to sit down. Vol'jin and Lorkhan looked strange. They did not understand why an ordinary bastard son of Sen'jin was so revered.

Varimathras sat on the main seat, patted Thrall on the shoulder and said: "Lord Savior, let me and Vol'jin sneak into the palace together. Don't worry, he can't escape as long as I am here."

Thrall quickly said yes, turned to Vol'jin and said: "If this happens, you will be the chief of the Darkspear tribe. We orcs have always valued honor and will never regret what we say."

Vol'jin ignored Thrall's words, but now he had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Varimathras put on a careful disguise for Vol'jin. The two of them pretended to be troll fishermen who had been slaughtered by orcs and had no choice but to come to seek refuge. Now that the war was intensifying and it was time to hire people, the two of them successfully blended in.

Troll Palace.

In the barracks of the Troll Palace, Varimathras whispered to Vol'jin: "The situation has changed now. It is different from before. The Kukan family may not be willing to believe you, so they can only take dangerous measures."

Previously, Vol'jin pretended to be the illegitimate son of the Zandalari god-king and successfully gained the allegiance of the Kukan family.

Now that the threat of the orcs is imminent, Thrall has set up a poisonous plan to massacre 50,000 Darkspear tribesmen in Tidal Bay. The Darkspear tribes share the same hatred and unite, and the Kukan family is no exception. It is difficult to believe Vol'jin's lies.

"What should we do?" Wo'jin knew clearly in his heart that his chances of convincing the Kukan family were very slim.

He originally wanted to escape, but Thrall's respect for this "black gold" made Wo'jin lose hope.

"Hehehehe!" Varimathras said with a sinister smile: "The only way is to use Sen'jin. I understand his character. He can do whatever it takes for the sake of power. This can be used just right." (To be continued)


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