"As expected, Ahn'Qiraj..." After listening to Eitrigg's report, Thrall read the document sent by the Cenarion Council many times, and then secretly sighed, and fell into a deep sleep on the throne.
meditation
In fact, as early as a year ago, the tribe had already discovered the abnormal movements of the Zerg: they not only appeared in the area near Silithus, but also found the Silithid in the distant Kalimdor. But at that time, this information
It did not attract enough attention. Most of the tribe's senior officials believed that this was just an ordinary biological mutation, and then shelved the report.
Now the letter from the Cenarion Circle shocked Thrall. It was hard for him to believe that those seemingly stupid bugs were actually an intelligent race that had existed for tens of millions of years, and were lurking under their feet, waiting for the opportunity, and plotting to take over the entire continent.
control!
These scenes make Thrall shudder just thinking about them. Although the letter has not yet revealed who is the mastermind behind the bug-men, through the Cenarion Council's vague statement, the Horde Chief has already roughly understood the seriousness of the matter.
clear
Thrall's brown eyes turned in a circle, and he ordered the Kor'kron guard next to the throne: "Go and invite Overlord Saurfang and Chief Vol'jin, and tell them that I have important matters to discuss with them!"
The Kor'kron guards bowed and accepted the order and left. Eitrigg saw that Thrall seemed to be worried, so he stepped forward and asked: "Warchief, is it possible that the warning from the Cenarion Circle has made you confused? Or is it about to happen?
Does the coming Northern Expedition make you uneasy? Please tell old Eitrigg, maybe I can share some of your worries."
"No, old friend, that's not what I'm worried about," Thrall said hesitantly. "The warnings of the druids are certainly scary, but I always feel that there seems to be something more terrifying behind the raging bugs...
The elemental spirit told me that it is an existence that even surpasses the gods. It has always been in the gloomy underground of Ahn'Qiraj, spying on our world, and will pounce at any time to tear our flesh and blood..."
The fatigue of various affairs during this period has made Thrall extremely tired, and his usually straight waist has also become slightly curved. It seems that only in front of his extremely trusted elders, the chief of the tribe will show his lack of confidence.
"Today's Azeroth is in a troubled time. Not only has the Lich King, who has not been seen for several years, appeared, but the war between the Black Dragon Legion and the Elemental Lords has made the entire Eastern Continent tremble..." Thrall counted the recent period in detail.
The big event that happened, "By the way, there was a human dragon-slaying knight who actually established a military town on the edge of the Barrens! My ancestors, could it be that the people appointed by King Varian were all
Are they some hard-liners with no brains?"
Listening to Thrall's rare complaint, Eitrigg not only laughed: "I didn't expect that the son of Durotan, the chief of the tribe, would be afraid of a mere human. I think that paladin is proud enough... But I have some
I don’t understand, since you can tolerate the existence of Theramore, why are you so worried about that military town?”
Thrall explained: "Regarding the existence of Theramore, this is the promise made by Rexxar, Vol'jin and Kane in front of tens of thousands of people - Jaina paid for helping us defeat her father.
In exchange for the new tribe's neutral policy towards Theramore, the newly established military town was garrisoned by the troops directly under the Alliance."
"Although I am not hostile to the Alliance, I cannot guarantee that the other party also holds the same ideals... Although there are many orcs who are clamoring to fight back to the Eastern Continent all day long, in fact, the same is true for the militant faction among humans.
The number is huge. If that army is really allowed to take root, it would be no worse than putting a bomb that could explode at any time next to my pillow..."
Eitrigg nodded noncommittally: "Then you are still inclined to remove this thorn in your side?"
"I also had this idea at first, but then after Varok told me that those weapons were actually given by humans, I gave up the plan..." Thrall shrugged lazily, "Although I don't understand how the paladin fought.
What's the idea, but I trust Varro's perspective on people. Since he guarantees that the Cavaliers tribe has no malicious intentions, then I have reason to keep him aside and observe for a while before making a decision..."
"Really? How did I find that you are more and more similar to those big goblin businessmen..." Eitrigg made a small joke. For this great chief who is a generation behind him, the old orc has always been generous.
Teach me your own experience
As a glorious orc warrior, Eitrigg is a very rare deserter. When he followed the old tribe through the Dark Portal to Azeroth, he was deeply disappointed with the tribesmen who drank the blood of demons and became extremely cruel.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to perform a mission, he escaped from the army and lived in seclusion near today's Eastern Plaguelands, which was the original Great Tirisfal.
After that, he met a human who changed his life-long beliefs - Lord Tirion Fordring of the Knights of the Silver Hand. The two formed a profound friendship in the battle (the specific examples will not be repeated, see Chapter 30 for details)
Chapter 5, Returning Home), and saved each other once, the two warriors of different races have now become brothers whose lives depend on each other. Because of this, Eitrigg himself is also a rare moderate representative among Thrall's many advisors.
While the two were chatting and laughing, Overlord Saurfang and Troll Chief Vol'jin arrived hand in hand. They had all been comrades who had died for many years, so without further ado, Saur directly sent Cenarion to him.
The council's warning was shown to the two men and asked for their respective opinions.
Saurfang pondered for a moment and asked: "So, the Alliance should also have received a warning from the druids, so I wonder what they are going to do?"
"God knows," Vol'jin spread his hands and said, "At least those pink guys haven't made any move so far. I think they think Kalimdor doesn't belong to their homeland, so they don't bother to get involved... Both the Tribe and the Insects are worried.
This is what you want to do with them!"
"Don't be arbitrary, old man," Thrall knew that Vol'jin didn't have a good impression of humans, so he explained, "Don't forget that humans are not the only race in the Alliance. There are hundreds of people living on the continent of Kalimdor.
Thousands of night elves, and even in Silithus, they are still shouldering the burden of fighting the silithid. I think Stormwind City and Ironforge will also take corresponding countermeasures in the near future."
Eitrigg nodded beside him and said: "That's the best...this time the Qiraji are raging, all races should work together and unite to resolve Azeroth's biggest crisis!"
"Although that's what you say, how can you be sure that Pinkskin... humans think the same way?" Trolls have a long history of distrust of humans. It is normal for Vol'jin and Thrall to have different attitudes, so
In the four-member parliament, this man has always played the role of the naysayer.
"It's not difficult to deal with this," said the old and steady Saurfang. "Since we can't determine the other party's thoughts, wouldn't it be enough to just send an envoy over to find out more? Although we have been at odds with the Alliance in recent years.
, but the so-called diplomatic relations have never been broken, and sending messengers to each other is not considered a transgression."
"That makes sense!" Thrall nodded in agreement, "So, do you have any good suggestions about the selection of envoys?"
When Vol'jin saw Thrall's eyes drifting towards him, he quickly said clearly: "Don't look at me, I will never go to human territory!"
"I'm not asking you to pull out the dragon's beard, so why are you so nervous?" Saurfang glanced at him and volunteered, "If the warchief doesn't mind my old age, Varok Saurfang is willing to take on this important task.
!”
"Okay! Since Old Varok agreed, it's you!" Thrall immediately agreed, "Without further ado, I will contact Jaina about the relevant matters today, and you will immediately visit Stormwind City via Theramore tomorrow!"
————————————————————————————————While the senior leaders of the tribe were discussing the major events of their first visit to the Alliance, Theramore’s mage
In the tower, Ragen and Jaina were also discussing the conspiracy between the ancient gods and the Qiraji. However, compared to the boring discussions of Thrall and the other grown men, Ragen's discussion was obviously much more exciting.
The female mage's peach-like mature and delicate body was lying in Regan's arms. Her delicate and weak body was dripping with sweat. It seemed that she had not yet recovered from the joy just now. The knight kissed his lover softly like a swan.
Like a neck, tell the story of what happened in Thousand Needles Stone Forest
"Old God... God, I didn't expect that there are such terrifying existences hidden behind those bugs!" Dalaran's book collection is known as the most complete in the continent. Jaina has naturally read the records about these terrifying existences, but she has not known it for a long time.
I thought it was just a legend, but I didn’t expect these terrifying existences to actually appear on the continent today!
"My dear, we should inform His Majesty Varian immediately about this news. I think the whole of Azeroth is facing an unprecedented crisis!" Jaina straightened up from Regan's arms and said with a sad expression.
Regen smiled slightly, sat up on the bed, and kissed the female mage with relief: "Don't worry, my Lord, Priest Natalia told me that although the Qiraji's current strength cannot be underestimated,
, but C’Thun’s power has not yet returned to its heyday, so they may not dare to launch it at this time... I think what we have to do at this moment, in addition to informing the leaders of the alliance, should also pay attention to the original intentions of those tribes.
The residents have been notified..."
"Yes, Thrall and the others will definitely not ignore this situation!" Jaina's eyes lit up, but then she furrowed her beautiful eyebrows, "But I don't know what the mainstream opinion is within the tribe... Although Thrall and him
A group of direct descendants are all moderates and are not too hostile to the alliance, but those hard-liners also have a lot of dominance in the tribe. If they object, they will not be too sure of the orcs coming to join the war...
"
"In that case, how about I go to Orgrimmar for a trip?" Regan suddenly said, "I would like to see what the great chief who is known as the most brave and strategist of the Orcs is like.