Stormwind God

Duke spread his hands and pushed all the pressure on Thrall.

In the end, is it a decade-long horrible burden, or has a group of faithful and powerful new blood to supplement the loss of the tribe in a few months, as long as the guy with a normal mind knows how to choose.

I now point you to a clear way. It's up to you if you can't walk.

Thrall was very clever, and he immediately heard the subtext of this Mark's words: "What the tribe needs to pay."

Duke laughed: "Draeneis have been hunted down by the Burning Legion for the past 25,000 years. They have seen the most inhumane genocide and the most shameless betrayal. Those who raised their butchers to the Draenei The old tribe is not the first, and it is probably not the last. Of course, the most basic attitude is still necessary. The leader of the Draenei Velen has only one requirement. "

"Say!" Thrall stared at Duke with a gaze.

"His request is that you take with your subordinates of not less than 5,000 people outside the Shattrath City, in front of the Draenei, to admit that the tribe attacked and slaughtered the Draenei under the deception of Kil'jaeden. It was a mistake. "

This request came out, not to mention Thrall, and even the guards around Thrall were a whisper.

"Humph!"

"How dare the Alliance?"

"Just the blue skin that peeks into our land !?"

The orc's whispered sound was no different from the stuffy thunder.

Just then, a little unexpectedly, Yrel stood out.

"Huh! Is this the strength of the orcs? Doesn't it even have the courage to admit that he was deceived by the demon commander Kil'jaeden? Since this war is a mistake in itself, as long as we admit our mistakes, we Draeneians are willing to stand with you Fight the Burning Legion! "

Obviously a fragile woman!

Obviously scared to the extreme!

The orcs who were around them could tear her to pieces with just a finger.

Yrel still chose to be a Draenei and made a voice belonging to Draenei.

Thrall and Orgrim moved!

The guards were silent.

Orgrim pressed Thrall's shoulders and took a step forward: "I am the second tribal chief. I also had an attack on Shattrath City. I killed 38 Draenei defenders and This became the lieutenant of the first Chieftain Blackhand. Let me go! "

Yrel was suddenly calmed by Orgrim's momentum.

In the final analysis, she is now just a fledgling Kalapo apprentice. Lacking political wisdom and experience, she did not understand the difference between a former chief and an incumbent.

Instinct felt something was wrong, but she couldn't tell.

Orgrim is doing great.

From another perspective, in Draenor, Draenei talents are intruders. Without the Draenei rubbing against the territories of the orc clans, there would be no grievances. In fact, Ner'zhul, deceived by Kil'jaeden, throws out that ‘Draenei will be orc destroyer’ deity, just a fuse.

At this point in front of the new tribe, the population is extremely needed, especially the orc population that is the core of the tribe. If his compatriots cannot be saved, this will greatly defeat Thrall's prestige.

On the other hand, the orcs never forget their hatred.

Within the orcs, there are also young and hardliners who preach the argument of killing humans, destroying the alliance, and robbing the alliance of everything.

At the time of the orc's suffering and suffering, this argument was actually quite popular, but it had been suppressed by Thrall.

If Thrall apologizes as the chief, it will certainly be more harmonious with the alliance in diplomacy. Internally, this will undoubtedly offend hardliners.

Orgrim's move is not inexperienced, but also a fairly compromised approach.

just……

Thrall shook his head, a determined expression on his rough face.

"Thank you, Orgrim! However, I am an orc, and I must bear the ancestor's mistakes at the same time as my ancestors' glory. I have always believed that the battle between the draenei and the orcs is correct. The only mistake is the addition of the demon factor. Since it is a mistake, then as the chief warrior I have an obligation to correct it. And for my fellow citizens to suffer less, my stigma is nothing. "

Having said that, Thrall told Duke: "Mr. Mark, please tell my Excellency Commander Duke Marcus. After I have settled my more than 100,000 compatriots, I will go to Shattrath City."

Thrall's remarks made his guards respectfully. For a while, they hit the left chest with their right fists, and the dull "slap" sound was their highest respect to the chieftain.

Duke controlled Mark to bow deeply, and by the way pressed his overwhelmed hoof, and let her bow along: "Praise your strength and wisdom!"

"Grateful." The hoof hurriedly followed.

Thrall looked at Duke, as if he could see through the shell and see the endless time. Duke in Karazhan: "Trouble the Alliance and spend more on dim sum, and allocate the supplies needed by the hundreds of thousands of orc prisoners as soon as possible. .The orcs will never regret their foreign bodies in order to save their fellow men. "

"As you wish, I will tell your commander."

Leaving from the tribe's side, the hoof ... was soft.

"Scared ... scared me ... Sure enough the orcs are terrible."

Duke held on to his hoofs and smiled, "Looking at your courage, you seem to have great potential to be a heroine!"

"Hero heroine? Me? Forget it, I'm just a Karabo apprentice." Yrel seemed to be in the back row, patting his chest constantly.

Duke smiled and encouraged the hoof: "Facing danger, many people choose to be cowards for life, not heroes for a second."

"Yes, Your Excellency Prophet Velen does want the tribe to apologize, but I haven't heard anything about holy water supply?"

"Ah! That's just trivial."

After the final thing was passed to Brian, Duke returned to Shattrath City with his hoof,

After listening to the report, Velen first thanked Duke: "Thank you very much for everything the Alliance has done for the Draenei. In this way, although the deceased compatriots cannot return, they can at least rest peacefully."

Velen's words turned sharply, and his face was embarrassed: "But when it comes to holy water, even Naaru cannot make holy water for 100,000 people without limit?"

Obviously Velen was a bit of a problem, because Duke agreed to give the tribe hundreds of thousands of orcs needed holy water without communicating with him. Where does the Draenei have so much holy water?

Duke rolled his eyes: "Please, the evil orcs are almost half demons. If they want to drink high-purity holy water, would it be better for our Tirion to send them an [Ashbringer]? It would be better to dilute.

"dilution?"