Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Where is Lunara?"

General Shantis Yuyue walked out of the portal and was dressed in his life. This beautiful elf general was cold and murderous all over his body. The human ambassador responsible for the reception did not say much, and immediately took the elves from afar. The general came to the parlour of New Rapids.

"Santis!"

The anxious and haggard Miss Talisman saw Shantis walking into the meeting room and rushed over immediately, giving Shantis a tight hug. The two were comrades in the battle of the ancients, and their personal relationship was also very good.

"Shantis, everything is messed up...Father is dead, Big Druid was taken away, Rige... Rige she betrayed us...damn."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Shantis stroked Lonara's hair, comforting her, and asked in a low voice:

"Are these all true? Can you confirm the authenticity of the message?"

Lunara nodded fiercely:

"Well, I saw the actions of demons planting stolen orcs in the tree house in the woods, and those orcs survived Naga’s ambush. The human archbishop used spiritual hints to detect their wits with magic, everything is Really... Shantis, what should we do?"

"Have you contacted Mount Hyjal?"

General Yuyue’s fist was clenched, and she felt that this time it would be the worst situation the night elf had encountered after the battle of the ancients. In the face of her inquiry, Lunara shook her head. Some of the Six Gods have no Lord, she said:

"The communication of Mount Hyjal was cut off, it should be done by the demons. The human mages tried to contact the Moon Temple according to the magic frequency I gave, but no one has responded... I dare not directly contact the Mount Hyjal Defense Force , There is the scope of the Japanese song, the Japanese song...If the Japanese song really betrayed, then it is over."

"What about the Emerald Dream? You should be able to enter there as a dream..."

Shantis asked again, this time the elder forest's expression was more bitter:

"The Emerald Dream... is closed, closed from the inside, no one knows why, but the human bishop said that an ancient evil spirit participated in this conspiracy..."

"Luna is on!"

Hearing this news, General Yuyue couldn’t help but exclaim that she had really fought the Silithus War. She had faced the depraved prestige of Cthune. She knew that the power of an ancient evil **** appeared in Ashenvale. What.

"boom"

Shantis hit the table with a punch, and a clear punch immediately appeared on the wooden table. General Yuyue said viciously:

"Ri Ge is not betrayed...I have seen those servants captured by evil spirits, she was brainwashed by the fallen power! Damn it!"

"Then what should we do now?"

The lossless Lunara, who had been hit by a series of bad news, held Shantis's wrist helplessly. The latter gave her a glance and then gritted her teeth, Shen Sheng said:

"It's simple...let's call back!"

"Rely on us?"

"No! We have allies...at least I have allies!"

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"Orc!"

King Drake, who took his brother into the New Rapids Parliament Hall, saw the orcs sitting on the other side of the Parliament Hall at a glance. The more stubborn and more human-like King King Dai Lin snorted, and he turned back His own brother said:

"Look, Tenred, the human empire is really getting more and more back, and now even the orcs can enter our king's council with majesty."

Regarding his brother’s complaint, Prince Khal Tiras and Rear Admiral Tanred shrugged and replied softly:

"Look at the benefits, brother, this time they begged us...this is a good thing."

"Humph"

Derek answered his younger brother with an unclear nasal voice, but a smile appeared on his face too, yes, Tanred was right... this time the orcs begged them.

After Drake seated, as the host and host of the conference, King Galin took the crown to the podium. He gestured to the participants in front of him, and the tide of the conference hall was calmed down. Down.

This is a war-related conference, so there are not many participants. The kings, marshals and generals from various kingdoms are under the current situation where the rulers and the nobles of the human empire generally contend with each other. This time, the meeting did not invite the big nobles...this is a tacit understanding of the young kings.

The young and vigorous, they don’t need those old men to point fingers at them, and the reforms that King Varian secretly started attracted the interest of all young kings. They are waiting for the results of Varian’s reforms, once the Storm Kingdom reforms Success, then it is foreseeable that the entire human empire will begin a brutal reckoning of old nobles by new forces.

Of course, the old nobles will not sit still, but the secret struggle between the two is not something to be discussed today, so I won’t go into too much description here.

"Friends, brothers, I won't make too many foreshadowing and meaningless descriptions."

With the extension of the reign of time, the majesty of King Galin became deeper and deeper, and he stared at everyone in front of him, humans, high elves, orcs, tauren, trolls, night elves and one who could not sit on the chair , Miss Tree Demon who can only stand on one side, and a wild boar man wearing a Jingmu robe...

"A new wave has appeared in the demon war in Ashenvale. The participants of the war have expanded from simple night elves and demons to orcs and unidentified Naga, who are suspected to be servants of the evil god, the situation in the entire Ashenvale and Mount Hyjal Horrible changes have taken place."

Galin paused for a moment, a flash of light flashed in his eyes:

"I believe there are no idiots here, let me just say it. The human empire cannot sit still and let the flames of the brewing Quartet fight burn on our heads. We have to take action and let it happen before it reaches the worst. Quit down... but as for what to do, what to do, this is the theme of this meeting... I have finished speaking, and I now call on the representative of the orc side!"

After that, King Galin simply gave up the podium and then sat back on the seats of the human kings. On the side of the orcs, the weak Thrall glanced at Lexar and Chief Fenris around him. The pale-haired wolf cavalry chief patted Thrall's shoulder and whispered:

"Go, kid...you are the most eloquent of us and have the deepest understanding of human beings. It is up to you to represent us... God, I don’t know how to say this... .I might be crazy, but we need reinforcements. To rescue Orgrim and the missing Grom from Mount Hyjal, we need human help."

"Ok"

Thrall nodded silently, then leaned on a cane and stepped up to the main stage. He looked at the eyes of everyone below, curious, doubtful, hateful, indifferent, mocking, expectant.

The young orc took a deep breath, and the next moment his voice sounded in this hall:

"My name is Thrall. The meaning of "slave" in human language. I grew up in a human environment. I don’t want to comment on that past, but it did give me a lot of wealth. I used to have human friends. Tell me, my appearance is an orc, but my soul is an outright human...I am special, so today I stand here and speak on behalf of the orc tribe."

"This is a funny guy, right?"

Varian turned and said to Drake around him:

"I heard that he has also been approved by Uncle Dailin?"

"That's a rumor, Varian, listen to a few of the city's stories, that stuff will damage your intelligence."

Drake said indifferently:

"I'm curious, how should this orc beseech us to help them..."

The human king’s whispered communication did not interrupt Thrall’s talk, he echoed in this hall with a magnetic voice:

"We came here today to ask for help, which is crazy, right?"

Thrall smiled, a flash of emotion flashed in his blue eyes:

"Ten years ago, who could have imagined that humans and orcs who fought and shed blood against each other would have coexisted in such a form, and an orc like me could stand in front of human kings without being brave The warrior stabbed to death with a thousand swords...but this is what I want to say, you, times have changed."

"In this **** era full of wars and shadows, there are greater threats to the orcs, humans, and other races. I don’t want to hypocritically tell you that the past hatred should be forgotten, but I will say, It's time to let go of the blood feuds of the past temporarily. The wheel of hatred of the two communities is still running. Maybe at some point in the future, humans and orcs will fight each other on the battlefield, just like our fathers!"

"But at least for now, we should pause the **** wheel of hatred!"

Thrall's fist waved in the air:

"In the great desert of Silithus, humans and orcs once fought against the ferocious worms. In that war, we learned a valuable experience, that is, the power that broke out when we joined hands with each other, It’s more powerful than when we confront each other...we can defeat the ancient gods, they once said that it is impossible to conquer in the world!"

"But when humans and orcs stood together, we defeated it! I don't think I need to use words to outline a better future for you. Language is pale. For us, language is meaningless, but the fact It has been proven that we should stand together! You guys, don’t forget... there is an indifferent behemoth watching us on the eastern continent."

"Fur..."

Thrall took a deep breath. He was about to play the last card. Once this card was played, the future of the orc could only be given to fate, but unfortunately, facing the current situation, he and the whole The orc tribe had to do it.

"boom"

A hide scroll was placed on the podium by Thrall. This action caused all human kings to lift their heads. They could foresee that the orc had made an important decision.

"When seeking help from others, we must pay sincerity and price. The orcs understand this truth better than anyone else, so today, I bring the price we need to pay in the future!"

Thrall unrolled the scroll, he said:

"In the name of the Blackrock Clan, Blood Ring Clan, Thunder King Clan, Warsong Clan, and Frostwolf Clan Chief, I hereby declare that from today onwards, the orcs will form the most sacred war alliance with the human empire...regardless of the human empire What kind of war is to join, no matter who is the enemy facing the human empire, the orcs will stand with humans..."

Thrall glanced at the human kings who had stood up in astonishment. He said in a deep voice:

"We will all set foot on the battlefield with humans until the dead..."

At this moment, the atmosphere of the entire conference hall was frozen, and King Drake, who was the most indifferent to the orc, supported the table with his hands. He looked at Thrall in front of him and said in a word:

"Do you know what you are talking about? Do you know what this means?"

Thrall did not answer. Chief Fenris and Chief Kilrogg, who stood up on the seat, answered this question instead of Thrall.

"You have a battle with the Dark Blade Undead..."

"By that time, the orc will stand by you... even if it is the last one."

Fenris and Kilrogg looked at the human kings:

"This is our sincerity, do you accept it?"

No one answered, no one dared to answer... This matter is too important, it is so important that a scroll or a statement cannot carry it, which is equivalent to the orcs binding their future destiny to the human empire. Together, the dark blade undead... that is Azeroth's most frightening force at present.

"Fur..."

Varian let out a sigh of relief. He looked back at the Field Marshal Halver and the Archbishop Chaldean. Both of them nodded lightly at him, so Varian stood upright and he looked at Sa. Seoul:

"Saar, I want you to answer me honestly... Are you really willing to represent the entire orc tribe, at the cost of this future orc extinction, to actively wipe out the blood and vendetta between humans and orcs? Or use your words Say, to stop the wheel of hatred between each other continuing?"

Facing Varian's question, Thrall gently cut his finger with a knife, wrote his name on the reel, and then threw the reel to Varian.

"I said, Your Majesty Varian, the times have changed... This is no longer an era where simple humans or orcs can solve troubles. The hatred may still be there, but we should not continue to promote it, but should slow down time. Change it slowly...I can't predict the future, but I have at least taken this step."

"It's your turn!"

Varian looked at Drake and Galin around him, as well as Liam and the princess of the Menethil family representing Alsace, Galia Menethir, and the representative of the Holy Light Church. Here comes the great knight Uther.

The king of Stormwind pursed his lips. Finally, he smiled, picked up his dagger, cut his finger, and said to his companion:

"I can't let the orcs look down upon us. Since the orcs dare to gamble on the national games, then I should also let go and do a big fight, so I signed first..."

"You are free..."

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