Along the way, Thrall was in a state of constant shock.
Grom is still telling him all kinds of big news.
He is the patriarch of the Frostwolf Clan, the only son of New Horde's current Great Chief Durotan! His skin was contaminated by Gul'dan with Fel, and was later taken away by Orgrim. After Horde was defeated, he put him into the river, and was finally picked up by Blackmoore.
And Horde has split! His father led Orcs who wanted to live in peace to establish New Horde in the Kalimdor Continent, and those Orcs who still longed for war joined Iron Horde founded by Titan God, always ready to deal with new wars.
They are now on their way to the south, crossing Thandol Span and heading south to Stormwind City. Then Thrall and those Orcs who want to live in peace will board the ship at Westfall and go to the Kalimdor Continent.
After entering Arathi Highlands, the group met the responding Alliance unit, which was the dwarf of Ironforge. Stromgarde, on the other hand, pretended not to have seen this happen. If Alliance wants to pick up someone secretly, just let them pick it up... Anyway, Stromgarde was in a neutral state and didn't want to provoke anyone. With the mentality of being able to save one thing and settle the other, this journey, which Thrall thought was definitely full of dangers and enemies, became extremely easy.
Taretha is awake and in pretty good condition. Although the death of her only relative made her very sad, Thrall's successful escape still made her happy. Especially since he was rescued, Thrall told her that there would be a new life in the future, and that he would take her to the Kalimdor Continent to live a life of freedom, no longer being abused and serving any nobles.
However, Taretha was still a little worried. She had already learned that the group had to go to the Stormwind Kingdom in the south, where they would transfer to the Kalimdor Continent. She was worried that Stormwind Kingdom was another cage, another kind of slavery.
"Thrall... won't Stormwind City be treated as a slave by the nobles again?" Taretha asked Queen Sylvanas weakly. The other elf rangers ignored her.
"What are the benefits of enslaving Thrall?" Queen Sylvanas glanced sideways at Taretha. "Don't think too much. You and Thrall will arrive at Kalimdor safely. But I'm curious... What will happen if humans and Orcs are combined?"
Taretha suddenly turned red. "No, I don't have that kind of relationship with Thrall... I..."
"Just fall in love if you like her. Why care about other people's opinions? You have experienced so much together. Who would believe you if you say you don't have feelings?" Queen Sylvanas continued to encourage Taretha.
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Not to mention Thrall and his team, the international community has already exploded.
Orcs could not hide such a big event as the collective jailbreak. Northern Alliance soon figured out the ins and outs.
Riding the horse again is Alliance from the south! These traitors to humanity! Constantly releasing Orcs, and allowing them to create new Horde! Two at a time! Don't they understand what it means to raise tigers?
Lordaeron was like a lion with its feathers exploded, sending stern notices to Stormwind City one after another, scolding King Llane, the biggest traitor in human history. And those Ironforge and Dead Dwarf, you are also accomplices in evil! As for Night Elves... Night Elves was very clear about it. They immediately acted like they were about to start another round of purges, which laterally proved that they had nothing to do with this matter. We are currently engaged in an internal people's trial and have no time to pay attention to Orcs.
However, King Llane was not to be outdone, and immediately responded with a scolding, accusing Northern Alliance of abusing Orcs and showing no sense of chivalry.
Both sides began to dispatch troops and generals, and Chen Bingjie looked like he was going to fight directly if he got angry. Stromgarde, who is sandwiched in the middle, is acting like a good baby. I don't care about the affairs of you two bosses. As long as you don't come to my Stromgarde city, I will pretend that I don't know anything!
But everyone knows that this is just for show, after all, Lordaeron's energy is involved in Kingdom of Alterac. Stormwind Kingdom is engaged in economic and construction activities, and no one has time for war.
In addition, King Llane learned from Divine Venerable what was going to happen to Lordaeron in the near future, so he didn't have any scruples. Let the fight be over, Northern Alliance's time was running out anyway.
Kingdom of Alterac is also very powerful. They recruited a group of extremely terrifying soldiers from nowhere. They are so powerful that they don't look like humans at all. Wielding a giant ax and roaring, he directly started a battle with Lordaeron's army. In addition, Heklar Consortium also sold them a large number of Iron Star and Goblins bombs and muskets before, so the war situation in the north was in a mess for a while.
The big arms dealer Heklar came to the north again. At this moment, he was walking in the palace of Kingdom of Alterac, looking at the murals and carvings on the surrounding walls that he didn't understand at all.
He was then taken into King's private parlor by the guards. A handsome human aristocratic uncle with black hair and black eyes was sitting inside. His eyes were menacing and completely lost the warmth he had when he met Kings and nobles from various countries in Lordaeron.
Lord Davar Prysto, oh... Now it is Prysto King. He was looking at Heklar as if he were an animal or an ant, with undisguised contempt in his eyes. This makes Heklar feel very uncomfortable. Except for the master, who can use me as a slave, no one else can!
"Little Goblins, how many interesting weapons do you have, please bring them over. As a reward, I don't have to kill you." Prysto King said.
Heklar was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then laughed crazily.
"You? Kill me? You want to threaten Heklar Consortium? Hahahahahaha... This is really a very good joke, Alterac's new King. I think your long life of aristocracy must have damaged your brain, hahahaha."
Prysto King didn't care, but stared at Heklar with a smile, and an imperceptible wave of Mind Magic spread out.
Heklar As if being hit by an invisible sledgehammer, his body shook and his eyes became dull.
"It's weird to follow your orders..." Heklar suddenly tore off one of the many gold chains around his neck and smashed it to the ground. Then he glared at Prysto fiercely, "You are dead Prysto! How dare you try to use Mind Magic to control me! You are fighting with Heklar Consortium Enemy! Now against the great God of Magic! Divine Punishment will tear you apart! The master will save me just like he saved my ancestors from Deathwing!"
"Wait! Did you say God of Magic? Titan Sargeras?" Prysto's eyes suddenly widened. "Are you his? Are you a descendant of the Goblins who helped me build the armor ten thousand years ago?"
Heklar smiled crazily, his eyes extremely fierce. "That's right! It's too late to beg for mercy now! Kneel down and beg for my forgiveness! You hateful human being! Um... wait, help you build armor?"
"Hey... Okay, okay, you dirty little Goblins can save your life, otherwise I will beat you to pieces like I beat your ancestors to pieces."
Heklar looked at Prysto King and a pair of black dragon horns suddenly appeared on his forehead, which were also covered with armor in a style that he was very familiar with.
"Die... die...Deathwing!"
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