At this moment, this chief, who may be the most special chief in the history of the orcs, is full of hope to find the prophet who gave him guidance in his dreams, and use the other's wisdom to lead his people out of the dark history of the past and embrace the future.
As an orc who grew up in the human world and learned a great deal of knowledge, the biggest difference between him and traditional orcs is that he can look at his compatriots from another perspective and figure out the sources of their barbarism, bloodthirstiness, violence and ruthless abuse of the weak.
It is precisely because he saw through the essence of the orcish nomadic clan social culture that Thrall proposed to revive shamanism to replace the missing spiritual beliefs.
He understood that given the orcs' long-standing traditions and nature, it was unrealistic to expect their compatriots to have the same morality and compassion as humans.
After all, orcs have always admired the strong and despised the weak.
When he was young, Grom Hellscream once refused his seriously injured wife's request to kill her to end her pain in order not to expose his weakness.
He also used insulting words to call her a "toothless wolf" in public, leaving his wife there to die.
If this is how they treat their family members, you can imagine how they treat outsiders.
It is obviously unrealistic to change this deep-rooted way of thinking by relying on the efforts of one person alone.
In desperation, Thrall could only settle for the next best thing and combine fighting, killing and glory together, and then integrate them with the traditional shamanism of the orcs.
He did not seek to change the thoughts and nature of his compatriots, but only hoped that they would stop killing innocent people indiscriminately regardless of gender, age or status as they had done before. He also widely publicized that killing enemies who had no ability to resist was not an honor but an insult to himself and his clan.
In this way, the orc race can maintain its strong combat effectiveness and gradually change the barbaric and backward image of the tribe in the eyes of the outside world.
It has to be said that as a leader, Thrall was truly a "man sent from heaven" who made tremendous changes to the orc race.
Without his strong suppression and revival of shamanism, the orcs might have been able to get the Darkspear trolls, who have a tradition of cannibalism, to join them, but they would never have been able to gain the recognition of the Tauren Chieftain Cairne Bloodhoof, and it would have been even more impossible for them to convince Jaina to stand on their side and kill her biological father Daelin after the Battle of Mount Hyjal.
But unfortunately, this change is only temporary.
Thrall knew very well that it would take time to reshape the thoughts and concepts of an entire race, perhaps several years, a dozen years, or even decades.
What he lacks most right now is time.
What’s even worse is that humans, who regard orcs as their mortal enemies, have also appeared on this ancient continent.
The only thing that made Thrall feel fortunate was that he met the local indigenous tauren and learned some important information about the continent of Kalimdor.
For example, there are the ubiquitous and aggressive centaurs, and the numerous boarmen in the Barrens.
Without the help and guidance of the Minotaur, he couldn't imagine how long the current number of warriors could hold out under the siege of the endless Centaur army.
Oh, by the way, those harpies who have the ability to fly and cast spells are also a big trouble.
There is no doubt that the ancient continent of Kalimdor is by no means a no-man's land.
Therefore, if the orcs, as outsiders, want to gain a foothold and obtain a piece of land of their own, they will inevitably go to war with the local indigenous people.
If this issue is not handled properly, the tragedy of both sides suffering losses in the previous two wars will inevitably be repeated, and it will also easily arouse the cold, cruel, bloodthirsty and tyrannical emotions in the orcs' nature.
Especially the recent restless behavior of the Warsong Clan made the chieftain feel particularly worried.
Not to mention that there are still a small number of warlocks among the orcs who still use shadow magic and secretly summon demonic creatures to fight and serve them.
Although these guys have now sworn allegiance to the new tribe and try to be as low-key and covert as possible in their daily actions, it is hard not to feel vigilant and worried considering what Gul'dan and the Shadow Council have done.
After all, anyone who dares to obtain knowledge and power from the demons of the Burning Legion is an ambitious and ruthless character.
No one knows how long they can hold out in this game with the devil, and when they will be unable to resist the temptation and betray and cause trouble in the dark.
Therefore, it is not easy for Thrall to be the chieftain. He often suffers nightmares at night due to excessive pressure.
He was not even sure if this was some kind of omen, which was why he followed the prophet's footsteps and took great risks to cross the Endless Sea.
But after arriving in Kalimdor, the prophet who had been guiding the way in dreams suddenly disappeared inexplicably.
This unusual situation undoubtedly made Sal very nervous and anxious.
Any mistake in decision-making could lead to the complete destruction of the newly born tribe.
Because of this, he often even felt that the heavy responsibility made him breathless.
You have to know that the real age of this so-called warchief is only about twenty-four or twenty-five years old. Even among the orcs with a low average life expectancy, he is still quite young. He is far from being as calm and wise as he was when he established Orgrimmar and tried to win over the Forsaken to join the Horde.
Nor have I grown to the point where I can remain rational and calm at all times.
"What are you worried about?"
Cairne Bloodhoof undoubtedly noticed the mental state of the orc shaman beside him, and took the initiative to ask in a slightly low voice.
Thrall smiled bitterly and replied: "Of course I am confused about the future of the orcs. You know, I haven't received any guidance from the prophet in my dreams for a long time. In addition, the emergence of humans and the unrest of the Warsong Clan also make me very nervous."
"Relax, that little human girl is obviously just looking for something and has no intention of fighting. Maybe she, like us, was guided by the prophet to come to this place to find the answer."
As he spoke, Cairne Bloodhoof glanced at the human soldiers behind him who were captured for being the rear guard during the encounter.
Because of the presence of peace-loving Tauren, the orcs and trolls did not kill the captives. Instead, they beat them up, tied them up and threw them at the back of the team.
Moreover, they were very stubborn and unwilling to reveal a single word from beginning to end, even when facing the threat of death.
This tough attitude and hateful eyes finally made the Tauren realize how deep the feud between humans and orcs was.
We also learned indirectly how bloodthirsty, violent and cruel these green-skinned creatures, who were once regarded as friends, were more than a decade ago.
Especially after witnessing the Warsong Clan's ruthless massacre of several human outposts, many Tauren people have even begun to feel that continuing to ally with the orcs may not be a good choice.
In short, like all intelligent races, the Tauren are divided into different factions.
Some are radical, some are peaceful; some worship the wilderness and the power of nature, while others believe more in the destructive power of the thick totem poles in their hands.
But one thing is certain, that is, the Tauren's feelings towards the orcs have gradually evolved from appreciation and gratitude in the beginning to alienation.
The most important thing is that Cairne Bloodhoof has received Medivh's hint in his dream, and he also feels that the problems within the orcs are quite serious.
He brought Chief Thrall to Stonetalon Mountains simply because he had high hopes for him and didn't want to be branded as ungrateful.
As for what the final result will be, we will only know after the mysterious prophet appears.
In this way, the leaders of the two races and the humans led by Jaina fought and searched for the right path in this intricate underground cave.
Before they knew it, they had arrived at the deepest place where Medivh temporarily settled.
When the two sides met at the finish line, Jaina, who had been avoiding fighting, could no longer bear it and directly summoned a large number of water elements. She said in a disgusted tone: "How long are you going to follow me, you dirty green monsters? Since you are so eager to die, then come on!"
Before he finished speaking!
She immediately released the biting frost magic in an attempt to freeze all these tough enemies.
"Stalking? We are not following you, ma'am. On the contrary, it is you who has repeatedly stopped us in our tracks."
Thrall summoned the Ghost Wolf without showing any weakness, and started with a lightning chain filled with violent energy.
As we all know, pure water without any impurities is not conductive, but it is almost impossible for pure water to exist in nature, so whether it is river water, lake water or sea water, they are all conductive.
The same is true for the water element summoned from the elemental realm.
I saw a dazzling flash of lightning in the air, and several water elements were instantly evaporated and electrolyzed by the high temperature generated by the lightning.
The ghost wolf leaped forward and opened its fangs made of soul energy to tear the water elements into pieces one by one.
Perhaps judging from the scene, Thrall had an overwhelming advantage in this confrontation and cleared out all the water elements in just a few seconds.
Unfortunately, Jaina summoned these water elementals to buy herself time to unleash her powerful spells.
After the last water element turned into a puddle of water on the ground, she finally completed her magic.
The young girl with long golden hair suddenly raised her right hand and released a biting cold wind from her palm, as if it came from the Icecrown Glacier in the Far North.
In the blink of an eye, the wolf in soul form was frozen in place.
Along with the ghost wolf, several orc warriors who were at the front were also frozen.
What’s even worse is that this cold is still spreading backwards along the cave at an unimaginable speed.
Even the minotaurs covered in thick hair began to feel their body temperature rapidly draining away.
“Damn it!”
Almost instantly, Thrall realized that this narrow cave would greatly increase the power of the opponent's frost spell, and he immediately wanted to summon the power of fire elements to fight against it.
Just as red flames began to appear from his hands, a voice suddenly echoed in the dim cave.
"That's enough! What do you think this place is? I won't allow anyone to use violence here!"
As these words came out of her mouth, both the frost magic that Jaina was releasing and the fire elemental power that Thrall summoned quickly faded away.
It was as if a more powerful force was suppressing the two powerful spellcasters in front of them at the same time.
Jaina was stunned.
Because since she completed her studies, not even the archmage Anthony Dass could destroy the spells she had constructed.
Sal was also standing there in amazement.
As a shaman, his greatest power is to communicate with spirits and elements, and then gain their power.
But now, someone can forcibly sever the connection between him and the elements.
But soon, Thrall recognized Medivh's voice and suddenly came back to his senses and shouted in surprise, "It's you! You are the prophet who always appears in my dreams! It's you who guided me across the Endless Sea to Kalimdor."
In contrast, Jaina, who knew more about the situation, looked him up and down before probing him in an uncertain tone, "So you are the last guardian of the Council of Tirisfal, the Lord Medivh who was killed by his friends because he opened the Dark Portal and let the orcs enter Azeroth?"
"Medivh?!"
Thrall obviously understood human language. He immediately realized who the mysterious human standing in front of him was, and his face changed drastically.
Because in his understanding, the last guardian of Tirisfal Glades was no different from Ner'zhul and Gul'dan. They were all the culprits who started the war and were also extremely dangerous enemies.
Seeing that his identity was exposed, Medivh simply stopped disguising himself, took off his hood to reveal his iconic face, and admitted directly: "Yes. I am Medivh, the last guardian of the Council of Tirisfal, and also the sinner who opened the Dark Portal and brought the orcs to Azeroth.
I was once dominated by a powerful dark force and joined forces with Gul'dan to open the Dark Portal. Later, I was killed by my best friend and wandered in another world as a soul.
It was not until recently that I was finally resurrected and sensed the invasion of the Burning Legion.
In order to save the innocent people of the Eastern Kingdoms, I have issued a warning to the leaders of all nations.
It's a pity that apart from you, there is no one else willing to lead the people away from their homeland and come to Kalimdor.
Neither King Terenas, Prince Arthas, nor your arrogant teacher Antonius Dass, listened to my advice.
Fortunately, another force was involved in this war.
I hope his power can help the world get through this difficult time once again.
In fact, when you left the eastern continent, most of the land of the Kingdom of Lordaeron had already fallen.
The Scourge has opened a portal to help Archimonde and the vanguard of the Burning Legion enter this world.
The alliance has gathered all its forces to fight against them, and they have finally managed to hold the line, resulting in a situation of repeated stalemate. "
In order to make Jaina and Cairne Bloodhoof understand the seriousness of the situation, Medivh told them the tragic war situation in the east without any concealment.
With the exception of the Storm Kingdom, which was infiltrated and controlled by the black dragon princess Onyxia and did not receive the news at the first time, the rest of the Alliance countries basically chose to come out in full force.
The nearest kingdoms of Gilneas and Stromgarde even mobilized the entire nation, recruiting all young and middle-aged men who had received militia training.
They would either work in the rear producing weapons, especially gunpowder and artillery shells, or be responsible for transporting supplies to the front lines, randomly selecting "lucky ones" to fill the defense lines where casualties occurred every day.
The lava forge in Ironforge was working day and night to smelt metal, and under the command of the gnome engineers, a production line of tanks, artillery and aircraft was built.
Stranglethorn Vale also quickly entered a wartime state, working overtime to produce aerial gunboats to ensure that the Alliance always had air superiority and overwhelming firepower advantage.
The remaining mages in Dalaran and the high elves in Silvermoon City finally put aside their prejudices and united to form the Alliance's first true spellcaster legion.
Even the goblin consortium in Stranglethorn Vale was dragged into the water and became a force temporarily hired by the Alliance.
It can be said that apart from the several orc clans scattered in the Eastern Kingdoms, the black dragon prince Nefarian in Blackrock Mountain, and the huge underground city of the Blackrock dwarves, the entire eastern continent has been united as never before.
This is also one of the main reasons why Medivh agreed with Zuo Si.
"What? The Eastern Continent has already gone to war!"
As a human, Jaina suddenly became nervous.
Medivh nodded seriously: "Yes, the Alliance has now tied down a considerable number of forces from the Burning Legion and the Scourge.
Therefore, there are no signs of large-scale invasion on the continent of Kalimdor for the time being.
But I can assure you that Archimonde has already built a portal somewhere and is summoning his troops in a steady stream.
So you must lead your army and march towards Mount Hyjal immediately."
"Then what about these orcs? Are they also the reinforcements you have found? You don't want me to form an alliance with them, do you?"
Jaina looked at Thrall with a wary look on her face.
Influenced by her father Dai Lin, she now obviously has no good feelings towards these invaders.
In fact, in the original timeline, this Daughter of the Sea strongly opposed the alliance with the orcs, and in the end it was Medivh who forced the two sides together.
"That was indeed my original plan. After all, no matter how bloodthirsty and brutal the orcs are, they are still much stronger than demons and undead. Unfortunately, they disappointed me."
As Medivh blurted out these words, Thrall, who was standing beside him, tensed up all of a sudden and asked quickly, "Disappointed? What do you mean by that?"
"What do you mean? Look at what your orcs have done!"
After saying this, Medivh unceremoniously used magic to show everyone what was happening far away in Ashenvale.
The Warsong Clan, which had been completely controlled by Mannoroth, was slaughtering all living things in the Ashenvale Forest with impunity, setting large tracts of primeval forest on fire and allowing the raging fire and thick smoke to continue to spread outward.
Once a night elf sentinel appears, it will immediately rush forward and break the opponent's limbs, then open its big mouth full of fangs and drink the blood from the female night elf's neck until the opponent's blood is sucked dry, and then it will abandon the corpse and look for the next prey.
Such a tragic scene was too much for Jaina, who had a grudge against the orcs, to bear. Even Cairne Bloodhoof, who was supposed to be an ally, couldn't help but curse, "They are just like demons! Thrall, tell me, are these your so-called brave and honorable compatriots? What they did is simply a defilement of Mother Earth!"
It is obvious that the Tauren originally worshipped nature, protected nature, and were willing to live in harmony with nature. They were the kind of race that were born to be druids.
This means that their attitude towards forests and grasslands is similar to that of the night elves.
"Evil...evil orc! Oh my God! Grom, what on earth have you done?"
At this moment, Sal had no time to defend his compatriots. Instead, he was terrified, and his green face showed a bloodless panic.
He had heard more than once about the terrible state in which orcs lost their minds after drinking the blood of demons, so he had always emphasized the use of shamanism to fill the extreme inner and spiritual emptiness of the orcs.
But now, in just a few days, Grom Hellscream had destroyed everything he had spent years building.
就在现场的氛围陡然变得有些沉重时，另外一个声音突然从身后的黑暗中传来。
“你确定真的想要知道战歌氏族都干了些什么吗？”
瞬间！
在场所有人都迅速转身吧目光投向发出声音的方向。
短短两三秒的功夫，左思的身影就离开阴影的遮蔽出现在昏暗火把照射到的地方。
“你终于来了。”
麦迪文语气中带着一丝淡淡的苦涩与无奈。
他完全没料到，对方前脚才刚提醒过燃烧军团会利用兽人对塞纳留斯下手，后脚这位在上古之战中立下赫赫战功的半神就横死当场。
“是啊，想这么重要的场合我怎么会缺席呢。”
说话的功夫，左思还冲一脸懵逼的吉安娜眨了下眼睛。
萨尔显然还有点搞不清楚状况，或者说他太关心格罗姆和战歌氏族的情况，所以不顾一切的追问：“格罗姆究竟干了什么？他是不是又喝下了恶魔之血？”
“不，他可不仅仅是喝下恶魔之血那么简单，而是在喝下恶魔之血后杀死了灰谷森林的守护半神塞纳留斯，同时还彻底与暗夜精灵的哨兵部队开战。
这两者都是一万年前抵御燃烧军团攻占这个世界的功臣。
也就是说，你们兽人眼下在卡利姆多大陆犯下了穿过黑暗之门降临在东部大陆时同样的错误，又一次成为了所有种族的公敌。
估计在暗夜精灵及其盟友的眼里，你们应该跟燃烧军团的仆从、爪牙画上了等号。
所以很抱歉，兽人从现在开始要被踢出这次艾泽拉斯所有种族联军之中了。
因为无论在东部大陆还是卡利姆多大陆，你们都永远是罪无可恕的入侵者，一群毫无人性残暴毁灭者。”
左思的这番话顿时如同一击重锤，狠狠砸在萨尔的胸口，让他差一点忍不住喷出血来。
要知道在洛丹伦南方地区打游击、解放收容所里关押的兽人时，这位拥有跨越时代眼光的大酋长就在一直压制兽人内部的好战情绪，命令各氏族如非不得已最好别去主动招惹人类、更不要去干屠杀村镇的事情。
为的就是要改变兽人是残暴入侵者的恶劣形象。
后来抵达卡利姆多，他甚至一度认为可以率领兽人在这个没人认识自己的地方重新开始。
可万万没想到，关键时刻格罗姆和战歌氏族又来了一记致命的背刺。
虽然暂时还不知道暗夜精灵这个种族究竟有多厉害。
但萨尔却很清楚能在一万年前就抵挡燃烧军团恶魔入侵的种族，绝对不可能是什么弱者。
搞不好他们才是这个世界上最强大的国度。
同时与东部大陆最强大的联盟和卡利姆多大陆最强大的暗夜精灵为敌，那滋味光是想象都令人绝望。
要是两者联手对兽人发起绞杀，除了再次投靠燃烧军团成为恶魔的仆从，萨尔根本想不出能够保证兽人存活的方法。
足足沉默了好几分钟，他才猛地抬起头瞪着两只充满血色的眼睛争辩道：“格罗姆和他的战歌氏族并不能代表所有的兽人！我可以率领霜狼好其他氏族证明自己不是恶魔的爪牙！”
“抱歉，我们不需要你证明什么，也不需要兽人那点可怜的兵力。
因为你无法保证自己的手下不会出现第二个格罗姆·地狱咆哮和战歌氏族。
更无法保证在看到恶魔之血后，这群体内充斥着野蛮、嗜血和暴力倾向的野兽能忍得住不会冲上去痛饮。
现在你可以带上自己的人转身离开了。”
左思面带微笑用一种无比残忍的语气彻底粉碎了对方内心之中最后一丝希望。
毫无疑问，这就是背负着原罪所需要付出的代价。
“你觉得所有兽人都是野兽？”
萨尔作为萨满无疑感受到了那种赤裸裸毫不掩饰的鄙视跟恶意。
“难道不是吗？”左思似笑非笑的反问。“看看你的同胞正在做什么，再好好想想黑暗之门开启后的这些年里，你的种族又干了些什么。翻开艾泽拉斯的历史，比你们破坏力更强的就只有燃烧军团的恶魔、天灾军团的亡灵与上古之神的军队。就连被视作野蛮的巨魔，都要比兽人更加文明。起码他们不会杀死派去谈判的使节。”
“你这是在逼我们！”
萨尔下意识攥紧了拳头。
因为从左思的眼中，他感受到了当年还是奴隶角斗士时，那些人类贵族看待自己和同胞宛如动物般的目光。
正是这种目光，深深刺痛了他的自尊心，同时也让他明白自己无论多么努力都不可能真正融入到人类的社会。
确切地说，在人类的眼中，不管一个兽人表现的有多么文明优秀，最终也只是一个聪明点的“宠物”。
主人或许会奖励表现好的宠物，但绝对不会允许宠物与主人拥有一样的地位和身份。
“呵呵，我就是在逼你们。谁让是你们自己先犯了不可饶恕的罪行呢。如果你想要报复，完全可以效仿格罗姆带着所有兽人去投靠燃烧军团。我想深渊领主玛诺洛斯应该会非常乐意接纳自己的小宠物回归。”
左思显然知道萨尔隐藏在内心之中的想法和底线，毫不客气的刺激着对方那根最敏感的神经。
萨尔呼吸陡然变得急促起来，其中一只手死死攥着兽人英雄奥格瑞姆传给自己的毁灭之锤，仿佛下一秒就会瞬间暴起敲碎对方的脑袋。
与比起像圣骑士更像是狂暴战士的阿尔萨斯一样，萨尔在年轻的时候接受的也是战士训练。
所以他的战斗风格跟传统的萨满完全不同，也能身穿坚固板甲、手持战锤冲进敌人最密集的地方大杀特杀。
这也是为何他能坐稳大酋长位置从未受到过挑战的原因。
整个兽人群体中压根就没有几个战士能在一对一的肉搏中保证自己能胜过萨尔。
愤怒！ 冲动！
强烈想要把情绪转化为暴力发泄出去的念头！ 尽管萨尔经历过很多让自己发狂的事情，比如说埋葬敦霍尔德城堡那令自己感到痛苦无比的夜晚，但却从未像现在这样无比渴望想要杀死一个人。
因为这个人的目标是把整个兽人种族推向万劫不复的深渊。
他甚至怀疑战歌氏族喝下恶魔之血是否是对方一手导演和策划的。
目的就是为了把兽人从联军中踢出去，永远在这个种族身上刻下入侵者、恶魔爪牙的烙印。
如此一来，萨尔辛辛苦苦想要把兽人转化成正常种族的计划就会彻底破产。
他们永远也无法获得定居和繁衍生息的权利，永远会被艾泽拉斯所有本地居民视作入侵者，天然就在道德上矮别人一头。
而这样恶劣的生存环境也会激发兽人内心之中嗜血残暴的一面，愈发热衷于使用战争和杀戮来解决问题。
但最终，这位年轻的大酋长还是控制住了自己几近暴走的冲动，深吸一口气强迫自己冷静下来，然后转过身对那些亲手挑选出来的亲卫说道：“既然这里不欢迎我们，那我们就走好了！”
得到命令的兽人战士二话不说，立刻转身就要沿着原路返回。
可还没等他们走出几步，就突然发现凯恩·血蹄和他麾下的牛头人战士并没有动弹。
这一举动顿时让包括萨尔在内的所有兽人和巨魔露出了错愕的表情。
萨尔本人更是心瞬间凉了一大截，停下脚步问了一句：“老朋友，你难道不打算跟我们一起吗？”
“不好意思，我年轻的朋友。这一次，牛头人必须履行自己的责任。在这场对抗燃烧军团的战争中，我们要贡献属于自己的一份力量。”
说罢，凯恩·血蹄歉意的低下头，单手抚胸向这个帮助过自己部族的兽人萨满鞠了一躬。
不用问也知道，这无疑代表着盟友的分裂。
相比起跟随嗜血残暴的兽人，牛头人最终还是选择了相信艾泽拉斯大陆的本土种族。
起码人类在战斗中的表现虽然也有仇恨，但却明显要理性很多、也文明很多。
甚至能在第一次相遇的时候就跟野猪人相处的很好。
听到这句话，萨尔的眼神瞬间变得暗淡下来，一言不发的带着所剩不多的人消失在了洞穴深处。
随着牛头人的离开，兽人在卡利姆多大陆顿时沦落到连下一步该怎么走都不知道了。
等萨尔彻底走远之后，左思这才笑着对这位身材高大的牛头人酋长说道：“欢迎你们的加入，凯恩酋长。
你做出了一个正确的选择，那就是及时的与兽人断绝了联系。
相信我，与他们结盟对于整个牛头人种族来说绝对不是什么好事。
因为萨尔在兽人中是个绝对的异类。
他不可能永远当大酋长，迟早有一天会交出权力。
At that time, any non-orc race will be suppressed and even become cannon fodder in the war.
As a peace-loving Tauren, that is definitely not the result and future you want."
"Who are you……"
Cairne Bloodhoof first looked Zuo Si up and down, then turned his gaze to Medivh.
The latter had obviously communicated with the old cow many times in his dreams, and immediately explained: "The one standing in front of you is the God of Contract from another universe. In the future, he will become the guardian of Azeroth, ensuring that our world is always safe from all external threats, including the Burning Legion."
"god?!"
Cairne Bloodhoof showed an expression of extreme shock and disbelief.
Not only him, but even the Tauren warriors behind him were stunned.
Fortunately, the Tauren Chieftain had seen a lot of things, so he quickly came to his senses and cautiously asked, "Why do you want to protect our world? Or what is the price we need to pay?"
"I have already talked to Medivh about this, you can ask him.
In addition, I suggest that you quickly bring all the Tauren warriors to join Jaina.
Next, you must race against time to Mount Hyjal, find the night elves to form an alliance and prepare for an attack.
I can sense that Archimonde is ready to launch a full-scale attack."
Zuo Si obviously didn't have time to explain too much to Cain Bloodhoof. After saying this, he instantly activated the teleportation magic and disappeared on the spot.
…
At the same time, on the other side, after exiting the intricate cave, Thrall immediately boarded the airship and crossed the canyon to join the army under his control.
When he told the other clan chiefs that Grom Hellscream and the Warsong Clan had drunk the demon's blood, the entire army was in an uproar.
Some of them cursed loudly at these idiots, saying that they had finally regained their freedom but were so stupid as to become slaves of the devil again.
Others believe that Grom's choice was correct, and that the orc warriors who drank the demon's blood would gain powerful strength.
With this power, they will be able to sweep across the continent of Kalimdor and make it the orcs' homeland.
Finally, there are warlocks who secretly use shadow and fel magics, hoping to find this spring and use it as the source of their own power.
In short, since Thrall has not yet gained the high prestige to become the savior of the entire race, the chiefs of the clans below all have their own little thoughts.
The only clan that remains loyal may be the Frostwolf Clan.
"What should we do now?"
Thrall sought advice from his advisor, Eitrigg.
After thinking for a moment, the latter replied in an extremely heavy tone: "We must draw a clear line between Grom and the Warsong Clan. It would be best if we could kill him with our own hands and prove to the world that not all orcs are monsters."
"Killed Grom Hellscream?
Are you kidding me? He was already recognized as the strongest warrior, and he drank the blood of demons and killed the demigod Cenarius.
Right now, the entire Warsong Clan has transformed into fel orcs, and their strength is several times that of our warriors.
Launching an attack on them at this time would result in heavy losses to our already limited remaining military forces.
Most importantly, even if we did, that man would not give us the chance to atone for our sins by joining the coalition.
He clearly wants to push the orcs into an abyss of no return, so that they will never be able to survive and reproduce in this world with a legitimate reason."
Sal slammed the table hard and retorted loudly in an excited tone.
"That's why we have to do this. Otherwise, if we leave Grom and the Warsong clan alone, every act of destruction and killing they commit will become an indelible stain on the orcs. Warchief, it's time to take a gamble."
Eitrigg spoke his mind in one breath.
He once had a cross-species friendship with Tirion Fordring, and he also observed the behavior of humans during his time in seclusion, and realized that this was a group with values that were completely different from those of the orcs.
The most typical difference is the attitude towards the weak.
Humans will sympathize with and care for the weak, instead of despising and abusing them like orcs do.
This means that the other party has a very high moral standard, which is particularly evident in Tirion Fordring.
So Eitrigg wanted to gamble on humanity's conscience.
As long as the orcs performed bravely in this civil war and eliminated the Warsong Clan who joined the Burning Legion, they could be forgiven to a certain extent.
In this way, even if they failed to join the coalition, they would not necessarily be liquidated after the war.
But if the Warsong Clan is left alone, they will almost certainly be liquidated.
So the orcs have no other choice at the moment. The only thing they can do is to gamble everything they have.
Moreover, eliminating the Warsong Clan would set a negative example for other orc clans, warning them of the new tribe's zero-tolerance attitude towards demons...
(End of this chapter)