At the Royal Council at Calimport Palace, the political center of the west coast empire, Prime Minister Shaud Tarovan took the lead in standing up and bowing to the emperor sitting on the throne.
Although he was considered to be inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people to a certain extent, and was even considered to be able to exercise the highest decision-making power on behalf of the emperor himself, he always maintained a humble style without any bloat.
The reason is very simple.
This smart man who took the initiative to seek refuge with Shah En VII and assisted him in his successful restoration of the country knew very well that he was not the master of power, but merely an agent.
There is only one true master of power, and that is the emperor sitting on the throne - Zuo Si.
Only with explicit authorization can he have the power and status he has today.
But these things are like castles in the air without any foundation. If they can be given to nature, they can also be taken back.
The underlying logic behind it is also very simple.
It's not that you become prime minister after you have power, but you have the power after you become prime minister.
The most obvious example is that the reason why Shaud Tarowan was able to command and move those important officials of the empire was entirely because he exercised his power within the framework set by the emperor.
But once you try to step outside the framework, all the important ministers will unite to oppose or even ignore it.
Not to mention the imperial army, which only obeyed the orders of the emperor himself and could not be commanded even by the queen.
Finally, coupled with Zuo Si's own terrifying personal strength represented by a series of titles such as Hell Lord, Planeswalker, and Divine Power, you will have to live impatiently to feel that you can fight against it with just a little worldly power.
"Nothing big happened during my absence, right?"
With a smile on his face, Zuo Si glanced at the ministers he had promoted personally. They all seemed very easy-going from head to toe, without any trace of the majesty or imposingness of an emperor.
Because only a mortal monarch can rely on majesty, reputation, etiquette and other things to consolidate his status and power, and he no longer needs them.
Shaud Tarovan responded without thinking: "According to the latest news from the intelligence network, a chief of the red-robed mage was assassinated about a month ago. The atmosphere in Sere suddenly became tense, and something could happen at any time.
A full-scale civil war could break out."
"Oh? Is it because Sazastan finally couldn't help but start taking action?"
Zuo Si's eyes shone slightly, showing an expression of interest.
After all, this is one of the most important parts of the history of Faerûn.
It means that the Red Robe Mage has changed from the original parliamentary system to a dictatorship.
In addition, it also means that the influence of Bane, the god of tyranny, in the material world has been greatly increased.
"Sorry, we don't know yet about this.
But what is certain is that the other chiefs immediately returned to their hometowns and began to form alliances in private after electing new successors.
At the same time, the governors of various provinces were secretly recruiting troops to build up strength.
Even the red-robed mages, their business groups, and mercenaries operating within the empire are returning one after another."
Shaud Tallowan shook out all the information he had in one go.
Because he knew very well that in addition to the empire's official intelligence network, the emperor he was loyal to had several secret channels that were unknown to the public.
For example, the Zhentarim, the espionage organization led by the demon elf assassin Feid and the elite of the original Shadow Thieves Guild, and the ubiquitous infiltration of the Arcane Order.
In addition, some merchants in the West Coast Empire will also secretly undertake some functions of collecting external information.
The most important thing is that Xiaod Tarowen knows that all the Lords of Talisman have been taken under Zuo Si's command.
Therefore, Lagon, who is by Sazastan's side at the moment, is fully capable of telling his master what happened inside the red-robed mage.
"Other than that? Is there anything interesting or noteworthy?"
Zuo Si gently tapped the armrest of the throne with his fingers and continued to ask.
"Then there is news from the Moon Sea. The rapidly rising orc tribe in the Rongma Prairie is expanding at an extremely fast rate. According to reports from businessmen who have been there, the number of orcs gathered so far has reached more than 200,000."
While saying these words, Shaud Talovan raised his head and carefully glanced at the emperor's reaction.
He obviously doesn't know the plan against the orc gods, nor does he know that Thrall has been a pawn from beginning to end. All he knows is that this orc is the only lucky one who can escape unharmed after offending Zuo Si.
"Two hundred thousand? Are there that many orcs in the Rongma Grassland?"
Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in surprise.
He originally thought that Thrall would need at least a few years of development time to pull some of the orcs out of the barbarism and chaos, but now it seems that this process is much faster than expected.
After all, no matter what you do, the hardest part is always going from zero to one.
Once the foundation is laid, the rest is snowballing expansion and development.
Coupled with the fact that all orcs are soldiers, except for women and children, all other male members are qualified warriors.
How can a population of 200,000 raise an army of about 30,000 to 50,000?
This is already considered a quite terrifying force in the relatively small scale of the Faerûn continent.
As the overlord of the Moon Sea region, Zhentil Castle can only raise a professional army of about 5,000 to 8,000 people at a time.
Shaud Tarovan explained with a serious expression: "It is true that there are not that many orcs in the Rongma Grassland, but there are many small tribes of hundreds of people in the Land of Pain further north and on both sides of the Palauville River.
Similarly, the Galena Mountains have always been one of the areas with the most frequent orc activities.
Therefore, as long as you have the strength, it is not difficult to gather 200,000 orcs in a short period of time.
The real difficulty is how to feed so many mouths and ensure that those energetic and ambitious guys don't stand up to challenge the current chief.
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Some even started calling him King or Khan.
You must know that in the North, an orc chief with thousands or even tens of thousands of tribesmen can already claim the title of king."
"Interesting. So it must be very lively over there now?"
The corners of Zuo Si's mouth raised slightly, as if he had seen Fuzuo Er Qianberry's anxious and furious state.
After all, the area around the Moon Sea has always been regarded as his own backyard by this "tyrant". Even after Bane's death, he did not give in to Cyric's crazy pressure and persecution.
One can imagine how uneasy it would be to find out that such a powerful force suddenly emerged from the Rongma Grassland.
And as a chosen one, this guy should know very well what Thrall's act of eliminating the faith of the orc gods means.
"It's more than lively. It's like a huge powder keg. It only needs a tiny spark to explode immediately. It's hard to say whether Zhentil Fort can maintain control of the areas around the Sea of the Moon."
There was naked and undisguised schadenfreude in Vera's tone.
As the controller of the empire's financial power, the biggest difference between her and Prime Minister Shaud Tarowan is that she is younger and more enterprising, and believes that the powerful west coast empire should not stop here.
Although Zuo Si made it clear again and again that he would not continue to expand his territory as long as he took the Northland into his hands.
But there are still some people who feel that they can use a series of means to establish vassal countries that are politically and economically dependent on the empire like supporting Cormyr and Sambia, or even let the emperor himself "work" a little to do more.
Make a princess or something, and then send the heir born to the throne.
At that time, the empire can rely on this connection established through blood ties to bring the entire continent of Faerûn under its control.
But Vera obviously didn't know that the emperor's heirs were not economical.
At present, except for the Dark Prince Graia, who is quite obedient and sensible, the others are more difficult to deal with than the last.
Especially after little Annie has grown up out of childhood, not only has her character become more and more unpredictable, but she has also shown a rebellious tendency similar to that of a mortal teenager.
If Vera really followed Vera's idea and replaced all the countries and regions in Faerûn with Zuo Si's heirs, there would only be one result - war.
These little things with god-like powers from birth don't care about the life and death of mortals at all, but regard them as tools and consumables in their hands to compete with other brothers and sisters.
Maybe in the end, all the gods and even the god Io will intervene.
This is not the result that leftists want to achieve.
Seeing the ambition revealed in the eyes of the woman who was the finance minister and the next prime minister, Zuo Si smiled and warned: "Don't touch the Rongma Grassland, and don't try to control the surrounding areas of the Moon Sea, because you are not qualified to participate in this.
In a game.”
"Not qualified?!"
Vera suddenly caught a key word.
After all, she is a genius with extremely high political sensitivity and can understand the meaning behind this sentence, that is, "mortals are not qualified to participate."
Not only her, but the imperial ministers also realized something instantly. Some began to lower their heads in thought, while others exchanged glances with others.
But Zuo Si obviously didn't intend to explain. Instead, he pretended to perform his duties as the emperor, symbolically handled some government affairs related to decision-making, and then turned around and left, leaving a group of important ministers to discuss privately what happened on the military grassland.
What exactly does it mean, and whether it will affect the recent booming trade activities in the region.
You must know that in the process of Thrall's crazy expansion and development, whether it was steel, weapons and equipment, or daily necessities including food, he basically placed orders directly with merchants in the West Coast Empire, and then waited for large airships to be transported directly there.
As for why not buy it locally...
On the one hand, with the support of the powerful magic industry, the empire's products are cheaper and of better quality;
On the other hand, the area around the Moon Sea was controlled by Zhentil Castle. After Fuzor Chambery noticed the problem, he directly cut off land trade.
So this is why Vera, as the finance minister, wants to intervene.
She didn't want to lose such a high-quality, big customer who could also cause trouble to potential enemies.
Moreover, by integrating regional resources, Sal now has a lot of funds that he can embezzle.
Not only the livestock, furs, dried meat, minerals, etc. that were originally abundant in the Rongma Grassland can be used to pay off debts, but also the captives who are unwilling to surrender can be packaged and sold to the slave merchants in Ser, and then the necromancy system provided by the other party can be hired.
Magic service, transforming a large number of dead corpses into low-level undead and sending them to mines for mining or agricultural production.
This not only frees up a large number of young and middle-aged labor force, allowing more young and middle-aged people to receive military training, but also continuously creates more wealth and achieves sustainable development.
Facts have proved that in Faerûn, a land full of magical power, any place can rise quickly as long as it is willing to abandon morality and kindness and pursue the ultimate interests.
In particular, low-level necromancy magic that can turn a corpse into a "perpetual motion machine" allows people in this world to skip the industrial revolution, electrical revolution and information age and directly enter the "humanoid machine" era.
Because in addition to having low IQs and being unable to do overly complicated tasks, skeletons and zombies are perfectly capable of all forms of physical labor, and can even fully replace large livestock that require food to be fed.
Often you only need to spend a few hundred or even two thousand and three gold coins to buy a mass-produced version of the "control bracelet" newly developed by the West Coast Empire, and you can easily control hundreds of low-level undead creatures without intelligence, running around the clock.
This is much easier to use than slaves, and it doesn't have to bear too much moral condemnation from public opinion.
In some areas, undecomposed corpses are more expensive than living slaves.
After all, corpses awakened using necromancy magic can be used in countries that prohibit slavery, but slaves can only be bought and sold in countries that allow slavery.
In a very dangerous mining industry that could lead to collapse at any time, apart from the goblin werewolves that Zuo Si created in his mage tower before, there is no more cost-effective substitute than undead creatures.
If regularly maintained in a place with relatively sufficient negative energy, some skeletons and zombies can even serve a certain family for hundreds or even thousands of years.
This is much better than feeding a group of slaves who need to eat, drink, and sometimes get sick.
If attacked by monsters, undead creatures can be pulled out immediately and used as cannon fodder. There is no need to worry about them running away or even betraying because of fear like living soldiers. It is simply killing two birds with one stone.
Some black-hearted mine owners will even buy slaves and pack them directly to red-robed mages, pay them to help transform them into undead, and then take them back to their mines.
Through this kind of inhumane extreme cost-compression competition, there are now no living people left in the mines in many areas of Faerûn.
To be precise, all mining areas that use living people to mine have been mercilessly defeated by mining areas that use undead or more advanced machinery and magic technology. Neither output nor price is competitive at all.
Along with this revival, there is another very traditional and ancient industry - tomb robbing.
It's just that this time, the goals of the tomb thieves are no longer limited to patronizing the tombs of nobles with a large number of valuable funerary objects. Instead, they are more inclined to take the route of stealing the complete corpses of ordinary people and selling them on the black market.
Lose.
Often dozens of bones can be dug up in one night, and occasionally there will be armed fights between tomb robber gangs competing for the ownership of a certain cemetery.
It has truly realized the goal of “making it bigger and stronger and creating greater brilliance”.
Although the church of Clanvor, the God of Death, deeply hates this kind of behavior that disturbs the sleep of the dead, it has been organizing manpower to combat it.
But in the face of huge interests, it has achieved little results.
Some regional lords have simply put away the "death tax".
Regardless of the reason for death, if the family wants to bury the person, they must pay a sum of money, otherwise the body must be handed over to the lord.
The lord will be responsible for cooperating with local mages or red-robed mages.
It can be said that this thing has formed a huge and complete industrial chain and interest groups, which cannot be stopped by just a few gods and churches.
What's more, as many gods oppose the large-scale use of undead, there are as many gods who support it.
In the end, it is the mortals living in the material world who have the final say.
Judging from the current situation, unless there is a large-scale out-of-control killing incident by low-level undead creatures, the group of people who have tasted the sweetness will not give up the benefits at all.
Of course, these conceptual changes are exactly what Zuo Si hopes to see.
At this moment, he had just completed a long-awaited exchange with his nominal wife and empress of the empire, and was lying naked on the bed, reading the information just sent by the "Viper" maids.
"What are you looking at?"
Aisha, who had exhausted all her strength in excitement and pleasure, tried hard not to fall asleep, struggled to turn over and asked.
"It's nothing, just some detailed information about Cyre and the Moon Sea area."
Zuo Si replied nonchalantly.
"Is there going to be another war?"
Ayesha waved to the maid who was standing not far away. The latter hurriedly came forward with a silver pot that had been chilled by magic, and poured a glass of slightly alcoholic iced juice drink for her hostess.
There was not the slightest bit of nervousness or shyness about seeing the naked bodies of the emperor and empress.
As the person with the highest status in "Viper", serving the emperor and empress was originally her main job. According to the ancient tradition of Kalingshan, she had to join in and help out when necessary.
"Small scenes" like this have become commonplace for a long time.
After drinking two cups in one breath, Ayesha finally replenished the large amount of water she had just lost, smoothed her hair that was wet with sweat from the passionate collision, put down the empty cup and said without looking back: "You know Annie is back
Have you passed?"
"Annie? When?"
Upon hearing his daughter's name, Zuo Si immediately put down the information in his hand, with an expression of surprise on his face.
He simply couldn't believe that the little thing who had been hiding from him all day had the courage to sneak back to visit his mother.
"Just a few hours before you came back. And...and there was a slightly younger boy with you, and you called him brother."
Although Ayesha's tone was obviously hesitant, she still chose to speak out.
Because she knew that her husband had many lovers outside, it was normal for little Annie to have half-brothers and sisters.
In fact, according to the traditional concept of Kalinshan, the number of Zuo Si's lovers and children can even be described as pitifully few.
After all, in this country where two-digit wives and concubines of nobles and wealthy businessmen are just the beginning, and three-digit wives are barely qualified, if a family does not have more than twenty or thirty male heirs, it is considered "thinly populated" and may be wiped out at once.
The disaster will be extinct.
Especially when choosing a family heir, the concept of most Carlin shirts is to use quantity to make up for the lack of quality.
Only by having many children can we select the smartest, most courageous and talented ones to lead the family to continue.
Some will also deliberately provoke competition among their heirs, asking them to kill each other's Gu method to determine the strongest one.
Therefore, Aisha has long been mentally prepared for this situation, and she does not reject it in her heart. This can be glimpsed from the close relationship between her and Yalusel.
The long-term concept of a big family has made her accustomed to "having fun alone is not as good as having fun together", and maintaining the stability of internal relationships is more important than anything else.
But after having little Annie, she began to worry more and more that her increasingly lawless daughter would eventually annoy her husband.
"Ha ha ha ha!
After she snatched away my newborn brother in front of me, she actually dared to come back to visit you?
Not bad!
She is indeed my daughter, she is very courageous.
It seems that she really feels that her wings have become stiff."
Zuo Si immediately burst out laughing, laughing and clapping his hands.
The Viper maid who was serving the mistress next to her was obviously frightened. She knelt down on the ground with a plop and her whole body was shaking uncontrollably. Her forehead was pressed to the ground and she did not dare to make any eye contact.
You don't need to ask to know that she obviously thinks that the emperor is laughing out of anger and is a precursor to his wrath.
Even Ayesha trembled involuntarily and carefully looked into her husband's eyes. After a while, she softly asked, "Are you angry?"
"Why should I be angry?
Just because little Annie took away her newborn brother?
Or did you successfully escape from me?
No, no, no, I am not that stingy, but I am sincerely praising her.
You have to understand that when a child lives in the shadow of his parents since he was a child, he usually develops subconscious fear and obedience.
But little Annie is obviously not like this.
She is not really afraid of me, and believes that the reason why I was able to educate and punish her in the past was entirely because I was stronger than her.
As long as she becomes stronger than me or close to me in strength, she will naturally no longer need to obey my discipline.
Although this kind of rebellion is troublesome, it proves that she has the psychology and way of thinking of a strong person."
Zuo Si explained with a happy "old father" smile on his face.
As a parent who considers himself to be quite enlightened, he never requires his children to obey him, and even feels that there is nothing wrong with being rebellious, but only if he ensures that he abides by certain bottom lines.
Especially for the complete care of my daughter, the main reason is that after two mental growths, she will no longer twist others into twists and turns just out of curiosity as she did when she was a baby.
And according to the report from the Prince of Darkness, Graya, little Annie did not cause any major trouble in the moon world, except for a very small amount of inflation caused by mass production of currency.
"are you serious?"
Ayesha's eyes widened and she couldn't believe what she was hearing.
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes, I am very serious. But considering that little Annie has been a little swollen recently and even wants to fight with me, it is still necessary to give her an impressive lesson. Don't worry, in this regard
I'm an expert."
"Do you need my cooperation?"
Ayesha immediately showed an eager expression.
"No need, just continue to play the role of a loving mother. Also, don't leave the palace unless you have something to do recently."
After saying this, Zuo Si seemed to suddenly notice something, so he stood up suddenly, put on his clothes and walked straight to the balcony, squinting his eyes and looking up at the sun that seemed to be flickering slightly in the sky.
The next second...
boom!!!!!!!
An indescribable violent explosion caused the entire continent of Faerûn and even the planet Toril to witness an incredible and spectacular sight.
I saw the star symbolizing Lathander, Lord of the Morning, suddenly streak across the sky like a meteor, and then hit the surface of the sun, causing a spectacular solar prominence phenomenon.
Before anyone could react to what was happening, a figure slowly emerged from the prominence.
In just a few seconds, the blurry figure gradually became clear.
It was a man with silver hair and a short silver-white beard, a slightly thin figure, and his skin always glowed with a soft golden light.
He holds a dazzling scepter in one hand and holds a huge golden code in the other. He wears a wide and elegant purple and black robe, dotted with golden stars and silver moons.
"My name is Amaunata! I am the ancient god of the sun, the god of contracts, and the god of law. Anyone who believes in me and follows my teachings will be blessed."
The words have not yet been spoken!
This figure turned into a stream of light and became a star, and its position just replaced the previous Lord of the Dawn.
There is no doubt that after two years of toiling around Faerûn, the Heretic Sect of the Rising Sun, supported by Lathander, finally succeeded in bringing the ancient sun god back from the star realm, at the cost of being completely destroyed by the Lord of the Dawn.
Devour.
"As expected of the great evil god Lathander, he creates quite a stir every time. No wonder there are always conspirators claiming that he and Cyric are both good and evil madmen, and their minds are a little abnormal."
Zuo Si's mouth twitched slightly and he complained.
After all, there are not many gods who can kill themselves by doing great things, and Lord of the Morning is one of them.
Not to mention the mortals were shocked by this saucy operation, even the gods were all confused and confused about the situation.
Only a handful of gods who knew Amaunata and had a good relationship sent congratulations immediately, while the rest were watching silently.
As for the Rising Sun heretics who caused all this, they began to party like crazy and thought that they had completed the mission given by the gods.
Little did they know that the god they believed in and served was now gone.
Of course, strictly speaking, such a replacement with perfect coverage of priesthood, camp, and title will not actually have any impact on mortals.
After all, when the Rising Sun Heresy was first promoted, it was claimed that Lathander was the ancient sun god Amaunator, so the beliefs can be seamlessly connected.
The only problem is that Amaunata's alignment is actually Lawful Neutral rather than Lawful Good.
This means that his teachings and style of conduct are not as vigorous as Lathander, who represents the rising sun, and he also does not like the reckless impulse of young people.
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It can even be said that Amaunata's return is out-and-out good news for him.
Not only is there one less troublesome potential enemy, but there is also one more ally to win over.
Because in terms of bureaucracy, contracts, law, order, and governing rights, both sides basically have the same views.
And as the sun god, he doesn't hate the undead like Lathander.
It is foreseeable that for a long time to come, the gods will remain cautious about the return of the ancient sun god.
Because they weren't sure whether the "big job" Lathander suddenly carried out this time hid any huge danger.
You know, the last time he caused the Tribulation of Dawn, many gods died.
Just as Amaunator successfully attracted the attention of the entire Faerûn continent, a multi-party game was quietly unfolding on the military grassland in the north of the Moon Sea.
"Great Chief, the latest news is that our advance team has successfully crossed the Galena Mountains and entered Vasa."
An orc scout walked in from outside the house and presented a piece of paper full of small words with his hands, his eyes full of respect and admiration.
"So fast? Didn't you encounter any resistance or trouble?"
Sal asked as he took the paper and looked at it carefully. He found that there were not only detailed reports on it, but also a marked map.
It not only shows the distribution of various ethnic groups and tribes, but also some regional topography and landforms that are not shown on the big map.
This undoubtedly provides an important reference for the subsequent conquest of this land as a rear area.
The scout grinned and replied: "Don't worry.
In this land, no force can stop our warriors.
What's more, Vasa has already exhausted its potential in previous wars and has almost no population.
In a few months at most, you can be crowned king there and establish the first orc nation in history."
"Don't be too happy, this matter is not as simple as you think."
Thrall is obviously not as optimistic as his men.
Because he has been educated by human elites since he was a child, he is not an ordinary orc who lacks knowledge and insight. He understands that everything he does faces huge external threats.
Neither Zhentil Keep, the overlord of the Moon Sea, nor people like the Harpers who claim to be just and kind would allow the emergence of a well-organized orc nation that could be passed down.
The most important thing is that so far the orc gods have not made any reaction to this.
The feeling of having a sharp sword hanging above your head but not falling down is really terrible.
"If anyone dares to stand in your way, I will personally chop off his head with the ax you gave me."
The scout pulled out the two sharp axes hanging from his belt and waved them vigorously to show his loyalty to his chief.
Because in his opinion, he was able to conquer so many tribes and absorb them and manage them in an orderly manner, without ever having a riot or starving to death. He was simply born to be a king.
Moreover, Thrall's combat power is also extremely amazing. No matter whether the opponent is a dragon, a giant, or any other terrifying and ferocious monster, he will take the lead and inflict a devastating blow to the enemy every time.
You must know that shouting "Brothers, follow me" and "Brothers, follow me" in a battle that may lead to injury and death have completely different effects on morale.
When the soldiers see that the commander is not afraid of death, they will naturally become brave and rush forward to fight for their lives.
But if the commander just stands back and gives orders without moving a step forward, the soldiers will naturally have to consider whether it is worth their lives to serve him.
Obviously, Sal is a typical former.
And this kind of charismatic leader is the easiest to be supported, respected and admired by his subordinates.
The reason why he was able to complete the transformation of so many orcs' concepts so quickly was actually not the methods or the ideas he spread, but the fact that he set an example to convince these orcs who naturally worshiped the strong that they would succeed in the future by following the chief.
If it were in the past, Sal would definitely have controlled and cooled down this fanatical personality cult to a certain extent.
Because he understood that although personality worship would bring great prestige and power and allow for drastic reforms, it would be detrimental to the long-term development of a race.
But now, instead of pouring cold water on it, he is secretly adding fuel to the flames.
The reason for doing this is simpler, it is to prepare for the next step of gathering faith and becoming a god.
After a period of understanding, Thrall has basically understood that in this world full of gods, the best way to free a certain race from the influence of the original god system is to become a god himself.
As for being beaten by a group of orcs and gods after becoming a god, he wasn't too worried.
Because the orc gods provoked too many enemies.
He believed that with Zuo Si's mind he would never let go of this golden opportunity.
So what I have to solve are two things, one is to build a country, and the other is to gather faith.
This is relatively the simplest method among mortals to become gods, and the method that least requires too much relevant professional knowledge.
As long as you establish a country and leave your own blood to rule it, and then protect it through several crises and difficulties to gain the people's heartfelt faith and worship, you can in principle shed your mortal identity and gain divinity.
As long as you gain divinity, you can rely on these orc believers to tear apart Gruumsh's orc priesthood, so that it can no longer monopolize the faith of the orc race.
As we all know, the reason why civilization can continue to expand and squeeze the living space of barbarians is that civilization has stronger organizational production capabilities, so even a slave society can defeat those primitive tribes.
Sal knows this firsthand.
Because during the period when the old tribe collapsed and the new tribe was established, the orcs who poured into Azeroth were basically pinned to the ground by the Alliance with explosive hammers, and they were not at all as brave and fierce as when they destroyed the Kingdom of Stormwind.
This situation occurs, on the one hand, it is the fading of the demon blood in the body, but more importantly, it is the result of the collapse of the tissue structure.
When the new tribe was re-established and actively began to rescue the compatriots in the shelter, the orcs' combat effectiveness was quickly restored.
So as long as this kingdom of orcs is established, it will continue to erode the latter and eventually drive the orc gods out of the world, just like the crushing advantage that human civilization has over the barbarian tribes.
Just as Thrall watched the scouts leave and stood alone in front of the map contemplating the next plan, a golden figure suddenly fell from the sky.
The invisible pressure suddenly made him feel breathless.
When the golden light gradually dissipated, the tall and thin elf figure inside was revealed.
"You are...the main elf god Corellon?!"
Thrall's face changed slightly, obviously recognizing one of the most powerful gods in Faerûn.
"Hello, orcs from another world.
To be honest, I have been secretly observing you for quite some time.
I have to say that Soth's vision is indeed good.
Not only do you retain some of the characteristics of the orcs, but you also perfectly integrate human thoughts and cognition.
If things continue like this, maybe we can really lead the orcs to find a completely different path."
Corellon gave a very high evaluation with a faint smile on his face.
Because even among his people, there are few geniuses with extremely high personal charisma and outstanding political level like Thrall.
Especially the kind of system construction that does not apply rigid methods and adapt to local conditions is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.
After hearing these words, Sal was obviously relieved, and asked with a wry smile: "You came all the way down to incarnate, could it be that you came all the way to praise and encourage me?"
Corellon shook his head slightly: "No, I'm not that free.
In fact, I came here today to warn you.
Although Soth contacted many allies to interfere with the divine perception of the orc gods, they still discovered your alien and treasonous behavior.
Be careful, it may not be long before Gruumsh's elects lead an army to come to you.
A fierce battle will be inevitable by then.
And according to the rules of the game between the gods, many gods including me cannot intervene, so you can only rely on yourself to get through the difficulties."
"Am I exposed?"
Sal's pupils suddenly dilated, and his heart began to beat wildly.
Because he understands that the gods of this world are completely different from those powerful creatures in Azeroth who call themselves wilderness demigods. Even the weakest demigods have the power to destroy the planet, which is definitely not something that mortals can easily touch.
An accident like Grom Hellscream's killing of the demigod Cenarius would never happen in Faerûn.
"Yes, you and your tribe are exposed to the sight of the orc gods.
Based on my understanding of Gruumsh, it is impossible for him to endure such a provocation and will respond as quickly as possible.
So there isn't much time left for you.
Finally, I wish you can get through this.
Otherwise, if it fails, Soth and I may consider another plan.
You know, he never mind using some extraordinary means when dealing with his enemies."
As the last word blurted out, Corellon left a meaningful smile, and then the entire incarnation disappeared without a trace.
I am afraid that the outside world would never have thought that the god who hates orcs the most in the world would actually come here out of thin air to talk to an orc chief.
"Huh - well, it seems that the relaxing days are over, and what will come next is a storm."
Thrall let out a long breath, his eyes quickly became firm and sharp, he grabbed the warhammer placed on the table and raised it high above his head, feeling the powerful elemental power contained in it.
Since it has been connected to the elemental plane, the power of this weapon has also been upgraded. It is now a truly powerful artifact, and it is also his most trustworthy comrade and partner.