Blackmoore is a powerful noble, and his fiefdom is in Hillsbrad Foothills. He took this Orcs baby back to his castle fortress, which is located in the east of Hillsbrad Foothills, close to Thoradin's Wall.
He gave this Orcs a human name: Thrall, which means slave.
Blackmoore is very good to Thrall, even the lives of human civilians are not as good as Thrall. Blackmoore asked his servants to feed Thrall with human milk, and also hired many teachers to teach Thrall various human tactics, strategies, and various martial arts. Of course, Blackmoore is not a bad person. On the contrary, he is a careerist. In his plan, he will train his Orcs slave Thrall into a qualified leader and general, and buy and gather Orcs on a large scale. One day let Thrall take over the broken up Horde, so that he can make contributions to himself and expand his territory.
Compared with the happy life of Thrall, Horde and other Orcs are countless times miserable.
They live a life inferior to pigs and dogs in shelters all over the country, and are often abused. Waiting in a daze for human nobles or farmers to come and buy them like livestock.
However, there are a small number of Orcs who live a relatively comfortable life without being abused or made into slaves.
After the war, various human countries started fighting again. As the first victorious country, Lordaeron's dream of becoming a great power was out of control. Plans have already begun to annex Alterac.
Countries have also begun a new round of post-war sharing of spoils for their own benefit. The ferocity of Orcs is recognized, so Orcs Warrior has also become the focus of competition among various countries. Each King wants to form a Orcs slave army, while Lordaeron wants to take the big lead, so currently various countries are constantly wrangling. So Orcs, who was waiting to be divided, began to passively build up the interpersonal relationships accumulated before. It didn't matter, Orcs had no say, waiting for humans to decide their fate.
As for those that matter Orcs...
Alliance from the south specially sent a mission. They named Orgrim, Warchief, two brothers named Sarufal Orcs, and a baby named Gul'guro Orcs.
But everyone searched for a long time, but no matter how hard they searched, they never found a baby named Gul'guro. Later, when I asked Orgrim, he just said that Gul'guro was dead.
So Divine Venerable in the south was very unhappy. Once Divine Venerable was unhappy, Alliance was also unhappy. They began to make tough demands. In addition to Orgrim, they also wanted to take away the remaining Warsong Clan, the relatively complete Shattered Hand Clan, Burning Blade Clan and Stormwind Clan.
In response to this, Terenas King angrily smashed a lot of things in his King's Hall. When has Lordaeron ever experienced such birdiness! Alliance, this group of arms dealers, except for fighting Horde for a while in the early stage, did not make any contribution in the entire war! Now I want to get the big head instead! And why did Horde suddenly go north and give up attacking Alliance? Terenas is still wondering whether Horde and Alliance reached some secret agreement.
But Terenas is still very self-aware. The northern countries are now greatly weakened, and all of them are injured. Even if they unite together, they are probably no match for the Alliance. Moreover, now that countries have become alienated from each other and are plotting against each other, there is simply no hope of reuniting. Although Lordaeron has a strong family background, after a war, except for Tirisfal Glades, all other places were beaten into pieces, and the domestic lords and nobles were unwilling to fight anymore.
In the end, the northern countries can only hold their noses and admit it. Alliance If you want to take the big head, just take it. After we take a rest, we can compete with you Alliance! As for the Divine Venerable who lives in Stormwind City, King from all countries do not think of intrigues and schemes against each other. It would be too shameful for a dignified Titan God to even take care of these small things, wouldn't it?
What's more, this uncle will return to the Kalimdor Continent soon, and then they will slowly fight against the Alliance.
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Orgrim's hands were tightly tied with iron chains, and two human soldiers roughly pulled him out of the cell and into a wide open space outside the shelter.
Am I going to be executed?
Orgrim Looking at the postures of the groups of human soldiers around them, there was only one swordsman waiting in front.
At this time, a human who looked like a captain came to him, with a look of disgust and hatred on his face.
"Beast, be lucky that you were saved by the big shots in the south, otherwise I promise to torture you severely. Bah!" the human captain said, spitting hard on Orgrim's feet.
But Orgrim had no intention of paying attention to the human captain. He was now filled with surprise. Are you going to be taken away? South? Alliance people?
While he was thinking wildly, there was another burst of noise behind him. Orgrim turned around and saw batches of Orcs being escorted to this open space one after another. He recognized these Orcs: Warsong Clan, Stormwind Clan, Burning Blade Clan and Shattered Hand Clan.
Alliance What is this for?
At this time, bursts of smoke and dust came from the distance, and a group of troops carrying the flags of the Alliance and Stormwind Kingdom rushed towards here with a large number of carriages. Orgrim recognized the leading human being, which was Lothar of Stormwind City.
Then his eyes suddenly opened wide, and he saw a Gronn! The Gronn was covered in black armor, with two long and thick barrels protruding from its shoulders. What makes Orgrim even more unbelievable is that Gronn, who was originally moving very slowly, is now not weaker than the speed of the cavalry! A large stream of white steam spurted out from behind Gronn from time to time, and Orgrim didn't know what it was.
Orcs began to riot, and they watched in horror as the Iron Gronn, armed to the teeth, followed the human army closer and closer. Many Orcs thought they were here to kill them and started yelling.
"Orcs! Silence!" Orgrim guessed something and calmed down. He turned around and yelled.
Because Great Chief's majesty and Horde's military discipline had not disappeared not long after the defeat, Orcs soon became quiet.
Lothar drove his horse to Orgrim, turned over and dismounted, and nodded to the Lordaeron soldier captain who came up.
"Stormwind Kingdom Commander-in-Chief Lothar was ordered to come and hand over Orcs. This is the certification document." Lothar said, taking out a document and handing it to the captain.
The human captain's attitude at this moment was completely different from when he had just faced Orgrim. He smiled in a flattering and respectful manner, and they had great respect and envy for the nobles.
"Hello, hello! General Lothar, I am Lieutenant Drak from Lordaeron. Nice to meet you! Your deeds are very famous even in our Kingdom of Lordaeron!"
Lothar did not put on airs and patted Lieutenant Drak on the shoulder affectionately.
"Thank you for your compliment, soldier, can I take these Orcs away now?"
"Of course! Of course! No problem!"
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