Stormwind God

"I just watch your dress quietly."

"It never interrupts you."

"You're brain-dead and you're dead ..."

Duke, the commander-in-chief of the alliance and the demon demigod, once again giggled his two daughters with unreliable nursery rhymes.

Aurelia could not stand it, and came forward to stop it. Who knew that Duke actually hugged her waist and went directly to fight sword practice next door.

"Ah! You ... when do I have to look at my daughter?" Aurelia exclaimed.

"Rest assured, isn't there Windsor? Anyway, you can feed two babies anyway." Duke said shamelessly.

"You ..." Although this is not reliable, it is true.

In addition, she has been pregnant for a long time. Even if her mother is strong, Aurelia is a woman. The accumulated pressure was released by Duke's several attacks.

Soon, the Windrunner sisters found that Duke was in a very good mood, holding them rare, and hesitating.

"It's obvious that the tribe has changed to a big chief for the alliance. How do you think you're in a good mood?" Windysa asked.

"Hehe! Garrosh * Hellscream, I prefer to call him" Brain Roar "! Thrall thought as long as he was not too bad. Even Thrall could not imagine what he would be frustrated with brain. It ’s a degree! That ’s an existence that can constantly refresh a human's understanding of IQ and EQ bottom line ... ”Duke hugs Windrunner sisters, but sneers proudly.

It was the smile of the hunter looking at the prey stupidly falling into the trap.

Thrall was right.

Azeroth is still breaking things, and the disaster situation.

Anyway, powerful foreign enemies continue to exist, and the alliance will not launch a full-scale war against the tribe.

Even if Garrosh has only 5 points of intelligence, as long as he is willing to listen to the advice of Woking and others, he will fight for the interests of the tribe and survive through the rhythm of ‘fight without breaking’ through friction and confrontation.

His reckless personality is the best cover.

Thrall was convinced that the think tank he had left could hold the tribe in place, at least not.

Obviously, Thrall underestimated Garrosh's recklessness and also underestimated the reaction of the league.

In [Mugora], which was routine, Garrosh directly hacked and killed an chief from the medium-sized clan [White Eagle].

In the life-and-death duel of Mark Gola, the dead individual is perfectly normal.

The problem is that the White Eagle chief dropped his arms and beg for mercy. According to tradition, surrender is a great shame, but the winner should not insult the loser and must let the other's life pass.

Garrosh, however, abandoned the opponent's seed, and still stabbed him to death.

Then Garrosh let out a rhetoric: "If the chiefs other than the orcs dare to end, I will kill one if one comes!"

This will undoubtedly add a layer of haze to Mark Goramon.

Everyone knows that those who can be the boss of the tribe must be orcs. When Thrall formed a new tribe, chiefs of other races were promised the same status as orc chiefs.

Garrosh said, didn't he slap?

Kane, Woking, and Dranosh at the scene all looked very bad.

Mark Gorra ended without suspense.

Among the younger generations, there is only Dranosh who has the opportunity to turn Garrosh.

Of course, Saurfang won't tear down his dad and Saar's stage, and as a result, Brain Roar easily wins with crushing momentum.

Successor to the Chieftain.

After officially becoming the chief, Woking's first suggestion was to issue a notice to the alliance. After all, the tribe and the alliance are in an alliance state. The tribe also needs the food of the alliance to relieve the refugees, issue a notice, and hope that the alliance sends a king to participate in the succession ceremony of the chief. This is a ritual and also shows respect for the alliance.

Who knew Garrosh refused.

"I'm the chief of the tribe! I just need to get the approval of the orcs! It has nothing to do with other races, nor to that despicable alliance that once enslaved our fellow men! I don't immediately start a war against the one who stole our Northrend Germany's shameless alliance to recover justice is already for the sake of the covenant. "

His speech, of course, won the cheers of the young Zhuang orcs, but made the chiefs of the next few races look very bad.

Because he just scolded the trolls, the tauren and the forgotten.

A few big guys could only smile with awkward and polite smiles on their faces.

Woking sank straight down, he vaguely guessed Thrall's thoughts. From the result, Thrall might be playing off!

As the contact person often contacting the Alliance Throne Conference, Vol'jin can only work hard for himself, let the giant magician open a portal, run a storm city.

Vol'jin first went not to the Alliance headquarters of Stormwind, but to the Dukes of Marcus.

"I'm here this time to inform the Alliance. In order to find out the truth about Elemental Riot, our former Chief Warrior decided to go back to Nagrand to seek Elemental help. The new Chief Warrior Garrosh * Hellscream has officially started today. Inaugurated. Well, he is the only orc lord of Marcus's son, Grom * Hellscream. "

Vol'jin has already spoken very euphemism. We can't say that in order to avoid monopolizing all the demigods for the alliance, Thrall ran to practice. Don't bully us or anything when you come back to the alliance. Instead, he gently mentioned Xiao Huo's name and directly pointed out his relationship with Ye Huo.

This is to hope that the Alliance will not look at the monks and the Buddha.

who knows……

"Oh! Your Excellency Woking has made a special trip. The Alliance knows. Your Excellency you can go back."

Woking ate directly behind closed doors.

If other people were to Woking this way, Woking might be able to use the identity to press the other side.

It's a pity that it was Vasiji who gave him a hygienic eye!

The grand queen of the Fangya then, and now the demigod of Lake Azeroth Lordam, was the goddess Vashki, who was a black and white lace maid costume, and gave Duke a gatekeeper.

Although it was said that Woking went out to treat a maid with a cold face, how could her maid be too fortified!

Anyway, let the demigod watch the door, Duke is also the only one in the world.

Woking was still a little unwilling: "Excuse me, His Excellency Marcus is ... busy now? If not ..."

Before Vol'jin finished here, I heard Du Mou Ke's peculiar voice in the room not too far upstairs.

"I just watch you pretend to be quiet ..." This is the singing voice of tune.

"Giggle!" This was the little girl's laughter.

Woking's awkward smile was just lost.

Vaskey crossed his hands, and gently pressed on his lower abdomen, posing a very formal smile: "My master is really busy. There are not many important things in the world that are qualified to disturb the master. Even if Nasario's goods came out before, I just dared to make a stand-in and yell two throats. It's time to get out of here! "

The subtext you Woking should get off!

Woking could only casually say a few words of compliment and left.