MTL - Stormwind God-v2 Chapter 1990 Thrall

Jaina's remarks are somewhat black-skinned, and may be different from the mainstream multi-ethnic harmonious coexistence policy of the alliance. As a countermeasure, it may be an insurance.

The hoof disagrees: "Draenei still can't trust the orcs. How many times have this been done. The first time is the blood of the demon, the second time is the power of Y'Shaarj, is it the third time?

"My Excellency, if you are really so worried, I think you can let the orcs learn the way of the light." Tirion's proposal is simply out of the question.

At this time, Duke, the league's commander, laughed out: "It's a wonderful idea, I think it's good, just do it. And I think we can add something."

"For example?" Tyrande and everyone were curious.

"This time it triggered tribal turmoil and deepened the war. In the final analysis, it is the traditional hunting lifestyle of orcs. The way to go to hunting grounds without prey is too backward. So we returned some of the barren The land is given to the Frostwolf clan. Then they will be taught farming skills. I can personally assist the Cenarion Council to further transform the barren land. "

"That's good." Malfurion was the happiest to see this scene. It was a good thing to care about who used the land and to repair the scars on it.

"Then, forcibly ordered Thrall and each of his orcs in the Frostwolf clan to learn the common language within the time limit. If they fail to complete the task, they will be punished with nonviolence. The poor communication is conflicting. One of the root causes, if we can better understand each other, it will reduce a lot of unnecessary friction. "

"In the end, it is the lifestyle of fixed settlements. With farming as the basis, the lifestyle must also change accordingly. I think the alliance can do a lot."

In a sense, Duke did more like colonization. After a country or nation has been colonized for a long time, many ways of life and way of thinking will be subtly changed under the washing of time.

It's like Asan was ruled by the Sunburst Empire for more than a century, and today, he can still see traces in all aspects. The inextricable relationship among them is even more endless.

Since Thrall chose to join the Alliance as a last resort, don't blame the Alliance for assimilating the orcs.

After a preliminary consensus was reached at the throne meeting, Duke summoned Thrall.

The change of status makes them no longer the same as before.

Duke didn't intentionally humiliate Thrall or anything. The first was unnecessary, and the second was too small.

The victory has been divided, and it is no longer the enemy, so there is no need to do that kind of loss.

Duke entertained Thrall at the Royal Palace of Lordaeron. As Queen Kalia's husband, he owned a small 1,000 square meter palace in the Royal Palace of Lordaeron.

He didn't want to be so troublesome, but the four queen wives insisted on building a palace for Duke. This makes Duke even more true to the name of the 'Uncrowned Emperor'.

Of course, an elemental demigod as a husband is also a kind of high climb for the mortal queen. The powers of all countries take pride.

At the Royal Palace of Lordaeron, Thrall was filled with emotion. Led by Vanessa, a thief hero, she stepped into the living room.

Queen Kalia came out to say hello and left, and in the splendid conference room, only Duke, Thrall, and Vanessa and Vasque were the maids.

Duke carefully prepared a large pot of Lordaeron ale for Thrall, which is a specialty of Lordaeron.

Picking up the large-sized wine glass specially prepared for the orcs, Thrall took a sigh without hesitation. Duke noticed that Thrall picked up a napkin on a saucer with his big green finger and wiped his mouth.

"Nice taste, think about it, I haven't tasted it for almost fifteen years."

"fifteen years?"

"Well, I'm still a slave gladiator, and occasionally I'm rewarded with ale by the‘ master ’for his outstanding performance. Although I hate that life, I still like ale.”

"Oh? Do you think the Frostwolf is a slave this time?" A funny smile appeared on Duke's face.

Who knows, Thrall shook his lips: "When I was young, I felt like being a slave or something was the most disgusting. When I grew up and became a chief warrior for a long time, after the situation of the alliance and the tribe changed, I found out that there are still more than the world What is more terrible to slaves is the destruction of the entire race. "

Duke was silent, not that he couldn't get the word down, but that he wanted to see Thrall's realization.

Thrall stared at Duke: "The tribe has lost, and the orcs have also lost. I came with the consciousness of the loser. Even if the alliance treats the orcs as slaves again, I and the compatriots of the Frostwolf clan will recognize them."

"What are you asking for?"

"It's very simple, the breed of the orc race. The orc is a great and brave race. It has made many mistakes and made many detours. I don't think that the orcs should be destroyed. At the same time, I think the orcs will be an alliance for the alliance. A good addition, the league will always need warrior professionals. "

Duke was unpredictable, and Thrall could only persuade Duke to accept the orcs as a salesman on the premise that the throne meeting had not yet reached a conclusion.

"On this alone, the league has many alternatives. For example, the burly Tauren, the Draenei. If you need to be agile, we have the werewolves."

"Their number is too small. They can be used as elite assault forces, but they cannot be regular, expendable forward fighters." According to Thrall, no one can imagine him as a person without his typical orc appearance. Uncompromising orcs. This is simply betraying fellow citizens!

Duke was surprised.

For a moment, Duke almost thought Thrall had a plot. This kind of kneeling and licking that doesn't have to be austere, are you really Saar?

But the next second, Duke found that Thrall was still Thrall.

He is smart, sensible, and bold.

"If the Alliance is led by other people, then I would probably do this, in order to seek the survival and reproduction of the Orcs, and humbly wait. Then wait quietly for the opportunity to destroy the Alliance from the inside when the Alliance weakens or cares, or at least the Orcs Out of slavery of the Alliance. "

"Well, is the leader of the alliance me?" Du Ke'an then leaned back, leaning his back on the sofa, tilting Erlang's legs, and crossing his fingers on his thighs.

Thrall was a bachelor, shrugging: "Nothing. I'm 30 years old. If I'm another alliance leader, I might be able to endure it and see if I can wait until the alliance leader ages or dies unexpectedly. But I can face an immortality , Even the Azeroth demigod that is basically not destroyed. And still such a wise and great leader, I can only take my fate. "