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Chapter 96: Regrets

The inheritance code of the dwarf empire is different from that of humans. In fact, they had formed their own unique national and tribal inheritance system long before the time of Anvilmar, the King of the Mountains.

The King of the Hill is the leader of a single tribe of dwarves. It literally has the same meaning as the Grand Duke of a certain human principality. He will never rule more than two tribes. The title of King of the Mountain, or King of the Mountains,

It can only be owned by the recognized leader of the dwarf tribes. This person's status is equivalent to that of Emperor Arathor in the past, and he has the right to command the entire dwarf empire.

Although Moira's words were very vague, saying that her son would inherit the two major clans of Bronzebeard and Dark Iron with his father's surname, in Magni's eyes, it was an out-and-out treason. First of all, in today's continent

Among the dwarves, the three major tribes have an absolute advantage in numbers and culture. If he gets the two thrones of Ironforge and Shadowforge, then he can already be called the King of the Mountains.

Secondly, Magni did want to pass the throne to his grandson before, but Moira's last words greatly touched his objection, that is, his grandson could only be named Thaurissan, and denied the glorious Bronzebeard.

How could the Heritage Dwarf King accept this when he heard this? Even if he himself was not a militant hawk, he still hoped to restore the situation of co-governance of the three clans, but his daughter's extremely childish, or arrogant and unreasonable delusion greatly angered him.

If the grandson were to rule the dwarf kingdom with the surname Bronzebeard of Black Iron blood, then the people and nobles would still be able to accept it. After all, the surname represents inheritance, and Thaurissan's bloodline is also a part of the dwarves;

A dwarf without a trace of Bronzebeard's brand sat on the throne of Ironforge. Even if he could agree to it, how could he explain it to the people? That's why Magni walked away and was so indifferent to the daughter he had thought about day and night for many years.

And because the dwarf king left in anger, the other two leaders who came to help naturally couldn't say anything. Moreover, Varian was extremely disgusted with Moira's behavior. Seeing that the dwarf king left first, he didn't bother to do anything here.

He stood, whispered a few instructions to Herod, and then walked out of the cave.

"Let's go too, Ragen," Jaina saw that the knight was still trying to persuade her, so she hurriedly whispered to the side, "They themselves are confused about the matter of Black Iron and Bronzebeard. Since His Majesty Magni has decided, we are

If you are an outsider, don’t try to mix things up too much.”

Ragen frowned slightly and glanced at the subordinates beside him. He saw that they all had disapproving expressions. It seemed that his sense of Moira was extremely bad. Although the knight secretly thought it was a pity, he still bowed politely.

Bowed: "In this case, we will not disturb Her Highness the Queen's rest... However, I still hope that you can take care of yourself and restrain the remaining Black Iron tribe under your command. The situation in Azeroth is treacherous and changeable. If you want to survive in this troubled world,

Preserving your husband’s legacy requires more than just being tough.”

Hearing the knight's meaningful words, which seemed to have something else in mind, Moira, who was originally showing disdain, was startled. She was about to question the young general carefully, but when she raised her eyes, she only saw the back of him and his subordinates walking away.

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He took two steps to catch up with the ugly-faced dwarf in front of him, then shook his head and complained, "Old man, why do you need to be as knowledgeable as an ignorant little girl? Now, the plan to monitor Blackstone Mountain through the Black Iron Dwarf has been ruined.

!”

Magni glared at him angrily and shouted in a loud voice: "Do you think that in order to win over these dark-skinned idiots, you have to use the inheritance of my Bronzebeard family? Let me tell you, Varian,

Don't expect me to compromise with that crazy girl unless she obediently returns to Ironforge and promises that my grandson can only be named Bronzebeard!"

"What do you want me to say..." The Storm King smiled bitterly and spread his hands, "Both of you, father and daughter, have stubborn tempers, and Moira is even more paranoid than you. I think we can make her relent, unless Darkforge

Get razed first!”

"Well... that's a good idea!" Magni suddenly stopped and looked at Varian with evil intentions, "Then lend me the mage troops from Stormwind City and let them blow up this rat's nest completely.

!Where can those black feces eggs go when you see them!"

"Forget it! Pretend I didn't say it!" Varian thought he was in trouble and hurriedly distanced himself from the relationship - Azeroth is already in chaos now, and he doesn't want a large group of black dwarves to join in the fun.

"Your Majesty, I have a plan, I wonder if it is feasible!" While the two were talking, Regen and his soldiers also walked out of the abyss gate and walked towards them with a smile.

"Oh, what other ideas do you have?" Varian raised his eyebrows and asked curiously

"I can't believe it. I don't have the courage of His Majesty Magni to actually want to blow up the Darkforge." Regen walked up and smiled, not forgetting to tease the dwarf king who was in depression. "Everyone just said

We were all here, but you were annoyed by Princess Moira’s aggressive words?”

Seeing that Varian and the surrounding soldiers and officers were all nodding, Regen spoke again: "Actually, according to Qian Jian, Princess Moira does not mean to have her sights set on the throne of Ironforge. What she wants is actually just for

Just to ensure the survival of the Dark Iron Dwarves!"

"Guarantee survival?" Magni couldn't stand listening anymore, he said angrily, "Boy Regen, ensuring survival doesn't mean taking away other people's territory! You have to understand that our Bronzebeard clan was thousands of years ago

But they are the pioneers of the dwarves, even Thaurissan and the others were separated from our people!"

Regan was robbed by the Dwarf King, but he was not upset. After reading the Stormwind City Library, he naturally understood that what Magni said was indeed the truth.

According to a recent report from the Ironforge Exploration Association, the ancestors of the dwarves were earth spirits made by Titans. In the history of the world of Azeroth, the earliest earth spirits were affected and mutated into stone jaws in their mother bodies. However, this was not the case.

It was a barbaric failed product, so after the Titans locked up the failed product, they began to conduct a second experiment in Uldaman in the desolate land. The eventually formed earth spirits gradually evolved into the solid and strong race of dwarves.

Later, the dwarves began to leave Uldaman in groups to explore the surrounding world. After a group of members came to present-day Khaz Modan, they built a huge city-state kingdom on the highest mountain on the land.

It is today's Ironforge, and these pioneers who established Ironforge are called the Ironforge clan, or the Bronzebeard clan; the current Wildhammer, Dark Iron and Bronzebeard are all the strongest clan in the past.

Descendants of the ancient tribe, that's why Magni called Bronzebeard a pioneer

This pride originating from blood has continued from ancient times to this day. Although the Bronzebeards today are different from those of the past, the Bronzebeards are still proud of their lineage and identity, and insist that Ironforge belongs to the Bronzebeards.

Ironforge, Dark Iron and Wildhammer are not qualified to be its masters at all - however, if they are willing to come as subjects, the Bronzebeard dwarves will welcome them.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I certainly understand the pride and persistence of the Bronzebeard clan," Regen said solemnly, "But it is precisely because of this that His Highness Moira made such an excessive request!"

Seeing Magni opening his mouth to speak, the knight raised his hand to indicate that he still had something to say, "There are two sides in the game. One side has already reached the city and has the upper hand; the other side is seriously injured, and even the highest king has been killed... like this

In a chess game, if the disadvantaged party still has the desire to maintain the integrity of the clan, it will definitely use the strongest terms to negotiate in order to obtain the clan’s right to survive!”

"So, it is not the best plan for us to just walk away. You must know that the greater the appetite of Her Highness Moira, the more room for bargaining we can have," Ragen raised his finger and said, "At this time, both parties have

It’s just a political game that has nothing to do with family ties or blood relations. Only by putting the interests of our respective ethnic groups first can we have room for cooperation with each other!”

After the knight finished speaking, several leaders nodded secretly, obviously agreeing with his views. It was just that Magni was in chaos just now because of the attitude of his closest relatives, and Varian and Tyrande, as outsiders, couldn't talk much, which led to the situation.

The two sides broke up on bad terms, and now Regan's words pointed out the key to the problem.

"Then what is the method you are talking about, General Regan?" Tyrande asked with interest. She vaguely remembered Regan's youth when he first arrived in Nassus, but she didn't expect it to be so short.

In just six months, he has grown into a new star in the alliance who is famous in the mainland. The high priest is very curious, how far will this young man who shines like a star go?

"The method is not complicated, but it requires His Majesty Magni to make some concessions," Regan thought for a moment, raised his head and replied, "A Black Iron friend once told me that his lifelong wish is to restore the Three Hammers Council.

Let Bronzebeard, Wildhammer and Dark Iron rule Ironforge together... I think that although this wish is somewhat difficult to realize, given the current conditions, at least the two races can still rule together!"

"You mean to admit the remnants of the Dark Iron into Ironforge?" Jaina asked from the sidelines.

"That's right!" Regan nodded, "Why is Black Iron always so worried about the Bronzebeard tribe? I believe that besides being warlike, the most important thing is that he cannot return to his former hometown. If His Majesty Magni can be merciful, I believe it can be resolved.

A century-old feud between the two races!"

The Dwarf King listened quietly to Regen's words, then raised his head and exhaled. He glanced at the Black Stone Abyss with complicated eyes, slowly shook his head and said: "Your idea is good in theory, but it doesn't work at all in practice!"

Seeing that everyone looked puzzled, the dwarf king explained in a deep voice: "The so-called co-governance of the three tribes, Anvimar, the king of the mountains, had already proposed it before he died. He predicted that the three tribal princes were of equal ability.

And they are not harmonious with each other. The split of the dwarf empire is bound to happen sooner or later, so before he died, he found three princes and asked them to swear to peaceful coexistence and establish the Three Hammers Council to protect the empire!"

"But the Dark Iron Prince Thaurissan was greedy and wanted to rule Ironforge alone and make the other two clans submit to his feet. This provoked a civil war among the three clans... However, fortunately, the War of the Three Hammers was fought with copper

The victory of the Wildhammer coalition put an end to Dark Iron's ambitions... having said that, Ragen's method is certainly correct, but I dare not leave the future of Ironforge to the evil-natured Dark Iron dwarves."

"Well, I also agree with what His Majesty Magni said!" Varian nodded slightly and looked at the knight apologetically, "I know General Regan is also worried about the Alliance, but it is really difficult to be upright in the Black Iron Clan.

People, and the cultural beliefs of the two parties have been very different for many years. It is indeed very difficult to deal with them, so I think it is better to give up the idea of ​​integrating Black Iron into the alliance at this time."

Seeing that everyone around him agreed, Regen sighed in his heart: The so-called prejudice is indeed a gap that is difficult to cross! Deborah, please forgive me for my incompetence. I hope that after me, there will be better people who can make people

Your long-cherished wish comes true!

Just when Lei Gen was depressed, a soft catkin suddenly stuffed into his palm. Jaina seemed to see what her lover was thinking, and smiled at him and said: "What is one failure? My Lei Gen."

Gen will be the future pillar of the alliance, and he is destined to accomplish things that most people cannot do! So, don’t be upset about small setbacks, it is just a pebble on your way forward..."

"Thank you, my love," Regen tightened his palms gratefully, then said with a smile, "Then can we take your portal home, my nurse?"


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