Orgrimmar looked at Fording, whose hair was already graying, and softly described the tragic history of Draenor:
"I confessed to the Lord Guardian and told everything about Draenor's past. Fording, do you think the people of Lordaeron are miserable? Haha, this level of tragedy is just a daily occurrence in Draenor.
In our terrible jungle of Draenor and Goldron, new life is being given birth to at any time. The small land is full of competitors. Survival is not an easy task. The destruction of the race continues every day.
."
"For thousands of years, in order to survive, we orcs fought against the powerful Gronn, the ferocious ogres, and the cunning arakkoa. We exterminated the quilboars, bloodhoofs, freshwater orcs, and Tabu sheep.
Humans... We orcs have personally exterminated more than five hundred intelligent races, and they have been on the verge of genocide many times. At the worst time, the entire race was killed and less than a thousand people were left. You humans, hum.
, is just an insignificant splash in the great history of our orcs. Among all the intelligent races we have exterminated, humans are the least competitive lower race."
"Natural selection, survival of the fittest, only the strong are qualified to survive on the earth, the weak will only be eliminated and completely wiped out. We orcs have known this truth since our birth, which makes us very
Quickly stand at the top of Draenor's food chain, other races can only survive under our butcher's knife."
Fording was extremely shocked when he heard this. He knew too little about the orcs. In fact, like many people in Lordaeron, he believed that the orcs' violent bloodthirsty was due to drinking the blood of Mannoroth.
It turns out that orcs are born with violence and wildness, and slaughter and destruction are instinctive things written in their bones.
Orgrimmar sighed, shook his head and said:
"But this still failed to impress the guardian. I saw his eyes floating, and he was already a little tempted, but unfortunately it was far from enough. In desperation, I made up my mind to make a big gamble and tell an orc that lasted for hundreds of years.
The great conspiracy of the year.”
Orgrimmar squinted his eyes, a strange light blooming in his eyes:
"When we became the masters of Draenor, the chiefs of all races planned to carry out a bloody massacre to completely exterminate all the intelligent races in Draenor and purify the land. Unfortunately, things went against expectations. Mysterious aircraft arrived, and the Draenei came.
After initial contact, we learned that this is an unimaginably powerful race. Although their tribesmen are not many, they possess the mysterious power of holy light and those huge containers that can fly in the air. It is unimaginable.
powerful."
"Our survival has been threatened. Facing an invincible enemy, we have to temporarily suspend our great plan. Fording, do you know that from the first day when the draenei came, the orc chiefs have made up their minds.
To eliminate it completely?"
"What?"
Fording looked at Orgrimmar in surprise: "Oh my god, is this your conspiracy that has been going on for hundreds of years?"
Orgrimmar let out a proud laugh: "Haha, the Draenei never dreamed that they had already been planning on us. From that time on, we began to deliberately disguise ourselves and stopped the pace of genocide.
We have reduced the frequency of foreign wars and behave like ordinary races struggling for life and food. We have been looking for opportunities to learn everything about the draenei and try to steal their technology. Unfortunately, the draenei are very alert.
They deliberately kept a distance from us, and except for a few transactions, they always stayed away from us."
"We tried every means to get close to the draenei, but unfortunately we failed because of the draenei's wariness. Until more than ten years ago, an unexpected attempt that was not planned actually achieved unexpected results.
Two orc children accidentally entered the city of the Draenei and learned about this ethnic group for the first time."
Fording had heard about this history before and whispered: "Is it you and Durotan?"
"Yes, it's the two of us. We will be able to obtain enviable high positions in the future because of the important information obtained during that visit. We knew the way in and out of their city, their living habits, and we also asked them
They learned how to use magic and weapons. The most surprising thing was that they met their leader, that big fool Velen, who was so simple and ridiculous that he didn't even admit it and told him everything. It turned out that they were just exiles in the interstellar space and were burned.
The Legion's pursuit was particularly fearful of a power called evil energy. After returning, the chiefs immediately gathered all the shamans to study how to communicate with evil energy, and one of the orcs succeeded."
"Gul'dan." Fordring muttered in a low voice. He originally thought that Gul'dan was the most evil one among the orcs, but he didn't expect that Gul'dan was just not good at disguising himself.
Orgrimmar was proud: "Haha, who would have known that the Burning Legion was actually brought by us orcs, and the prophet Velen personally buried a tombstone for his race. Of course, the contact with the Burning Legion was just an accident.
A communication that was not calculated, we did not want to encounter that kind of power. Later, we finally succeeded. The warlock using fel energy suppressed the holy light of the draenei, also thanks to the unexpected sneak attack."
"You see, a plan that lasted for hundreds of years, only the top chiefs spread word of mouth. We defeated the strong with the weak and successfully reversed the Draenei. This finally aroused the interest of the guardian Medivh. He was silent
After talking for a long time, he finally told me that he would give the people of Lordaeron a chance. If King Terenas could make up his mind to kill all the orcs, then he would remain silent. If King Terenas could not make up his mind, then
The humans of Lordaeron have no right to exist."
"I spent years in prison, waiting for news. Fate favored the orcs again. I met a leader as stupid as Velen again. King Terenas couldn't make up his mind, and faced the slaughter of his entire generation.
The executioner of the people, he showed a kind side unexpectedly. Now, the people of Lordaeron have to pay the price for the king's kindness, waiting for the destruction of the country and the extinction of the species."
"May the soul of King Terenas never rest in peace," Fording gritted his teeth with hatred.
"Don't worry, when we attack the Royal City of Lordaeron, I will personally hang King Terenas on the city top and let him witness the destruction of his kingdom to thank him for his kindness to the orcs." Orgrimmar shouted loudly.
smiled.
Orgrimmar Doomhammer didn't know that when he was processing the venison, Medivh's tracking magic beacon had rubbed against him.
At this time, the dying Thrall was found and carried back to the orc camp.
The orc scouts who followed the magic beacon saw Orgrimmar and Fordring together from a distance. They were frightened and ran back to report to the guardian Medivh.
In the tent in the camp, Medivh looked as normal as he listened to the orc scout's report. Normally, he would not pay attention to this kind of thing, but would leave it to Thrall, who would deal with it after he woke up. It was considered a small test.
Medivh turned his eyes to Jaina and the two mage apprentices behind him who turned pale with fear.
"All races are the same. They can only grow by experiencing lessons. Jaina, a student of Archmage Antonidas, now let's play a game." Medivh said with a smile: "A game between hunters and sheep." (