Bigger, Greener Green Skins and WAAAGH Are Finally About to Appear [36/50 Bonus Chapters Upon Release]

(Additional update for "Huo Zhengtinghao" brother [1/10])

Ner'zhul's speech sounds grand, but if you look closely, you will find that this old Orcs is quite cunning.

He added restrictive attributions to all his promises, saying that Draenei is welcome to regard Draenor as his hometown, but the prerequisite is that the children who were born here, that is, local young people like Yrel.

The number of this group is very small. With the pitiful breeding speed of Draenei, this group is estimated to account for less than one-tenth of the current clan.

This means that even if there are Draenei who are willing to stay in the Draenor world for a long time, their number will not exceed 20,000, and Eternal Life's poor breeding habits will keep this number at this embarrassing level in the long term.

Twenty thousand Draenei are not even enough to support daily activities in a big city like Karabor Temple.

There is no psychological pressure at all for Orcs to accept such a long-lived ethnic civilization with few children and become a member of Draenor.

Although they are a clan-based civilization, they have a large number of clan members and are the most powerful race of Draenor. Moreover, Orcs's reproductive habits are the same as humans. They are basically in a "perennial estrus" state. The speed at which they give birth to children is unimaginable for the "pure-hearted" Draenei.

In short, what old Orcs means is that Orcs and Draenei can indeed maintain long-term peace, provided that the promises made by Velen and Diakum take effect!

That is to say, most Draenei will leave Draenor in the future and return to Argus's hometown to take back their Legacy.

No matter what Executive Officer think, at least for Velen and Dick, there is basically no room for negotiation on this matter!

Both of them are people who signed a contract with World Soul. Their personal ethics and their responsibilities to their race and hometown will never allow them to leave their suffering hometown and hide in other worlds to enjoy their old age.

But it has always been difficult to unify our thoughts.

Especially now that "separatism" has emerged, the fact that Othaar can seduce so many young people to follow him shows that World Vow no longer has much binding force on the current Draenei.

This is also what Dick is worried about.

He must find a way to reawaken the Argus Heart in the hands of the people, so that the World Artifact can gain more value besides souvenirs, and reactivate the forgotten World Vow. Just as he said more than 20,000 years ago, let this torch guide the exiles not to lose their way in the long Dark Night Era.

"I have to go Auchindoun."

In the meeting hall, when Ner'zhul used Orcs's perspective to describe the behind-the-scenes truth behind the establishment of Horde to Executive Officer, Dick, who was sitting in his seat, made up his mind.

The sacred cemetery contains Star Soul Will Fragment that has not been inherited by the young people. He must ensure that those treasures are not taken away by demons. He must also find a way there to bring the currently "confused and fragile" Draenei back to the morale that "Demon Slayer Warrior" deserves.

In fact, in True History of the Dark Portal, the tragic massacre that Draenei suffered in the world of Draenor, apart from Orcs's lack of martial ethics, the bigger reason may be that there is a problem with their internal thinking.

The presence of traitors proves that Draenei's ideological changes at this stage have exceeded the limit that old Velen can control. In addition, the old prophet has temporarily lost his ability to predict due to serious injuries, making him timid in doing things.

The problem that Draenei was almost exterminated in the official history cannot really be attributed entirely to the "weakness" of Velen.

Even if Velen fights hard against Orcs's war attempt, there is a big traitor like Othaar inside who is obstructing it. No matter how determined Great Prophet is, there is no way to fight against the entire Felblood Orcs Horde on its own.

To put it bluntly, if the people's hearts are broken, it will be difficult to lead the team.

Draenei has been exhausted physically and mentally after being in exile for twenty-five thousand years. The fall of Genedar and the deaths of three Guardian Naaru have dealt a heavy blow to their racial confidence. The loss of Holy Light's guidance has made them They became conservative and closed-minded, and their hearts became fragile, so under a series of blows, they directly caused two massacres of Karabor Temple and Shattrath City. After that, Draenei, who was not even one out of ten, fell into despair.

It wasn't until the Draenor world they were hiding in was completely shattered by Ner'zhul's willful actions, and there was no way to hide, that Draenei finally realized that for exiles like them, there was no illusion of peace at all!

They worked hard again at that time and then followed the old Velen to take the risk of seizing the Exodar spaceship and escaped from Azeroth. They finally merged into the fate of Azeroth and embarked on the right path to regain Argus.

In the official history, the cost of Draenei's awakening from group confusion was that nearly four-fifths of the tribe were slaughtered. Even if they recaptured Argus with the help of Army of the Light and millions of Grand Lord, what would happen?

The combined number of Guangde and Cunde was less than 100,000. Such a small number of people was completely insufficient to rebuild civilization.

Even if Man'ari like "Penitents" joins them, they cannot continue civilization. Man'ari's race is a demon! It is an irreversible life transformation. Under the influence of Fel, it is impossible for the union of Man'ari and Draenei to give birth to a child.

Therefore, in the direction of official history, taking back the Argus world is the last highlight moment of Draenei as a race, and the final House of Plagues demise of this race is an irreversible outcome.

What Dick wants to avoid is that sad ending, and up until now he has done a good job.

The Eredar gathering area in the star sea still exists under the protection of Army of the Light. The number of Eredar in the stars is still in the tens of millions. As long as they can take back Argus to purify the pollution in their hometown, they can return to their hometown to rebuild civilization!

Velen also knows this very well.

Therefore, although the current old prophet has temporarily lost his ability to predict, he is definitely much more determined than the timid one in official history.

His respect for Dick was also due to this. Great Prophet knew very well that it was Diakum's series of operations during the decisive battle with Argus that gave Eredar the possibility and hope of survival.

He is the savior of the race!

This achievement alone is enough for old Velen to treat Dick as a truly trustworthy "Saint".

What's even more rare is that Diakum and Saint have very upright views.

At least in the face of the threat of Orcs, he, who is supposed to be a punisher, appears to be very rational. The rescue of Ner'zhul provides a collaborator for Velen's peace initiative. This means that Dick does not intend to use crude war to solve all problems in a "one size fits all" way.

That's good.

The future of the race should be placed in the hands of such people.

Therefore, when Dick was thinking deeply about how to unite the tribe, the old prophet was also quietly observing him, and finally seemed to have made some determination. He felt that he should find some time to meet Hutton, who had been stationed at Talador Region.

Come to think of it, Hutton's tough-minded "Old Ram" will also expect his children to make greater achievements, right?

Draenei is holding a conference here, but Orcs is not idle either.

In the huge fortress that was about to be completed in Nataan Jungle across the strait from Shadowmoon Valley, Gul'dan, who had just returned, received the order to be summoned by Great Chieftain.

This makes Gul'dan, who is tired of traveling, very unhappy.

He didn't even need to use his evil brain to think, he knew what the reckless man Blackhand was calling him so anxiously for, but it was a puppet that he had supported with his own hands, so naturally he had to deal with it quite hard.

He ordered his servants to bring some of the things he carefully prepared and go to see Great Chieftain. Walking in this huge stone fortress that was still being completed, Gul'dan could see slaves of various races working on the unfinished high wall.

The shackled rough benzene Ogres accounted for the majority, but there were also vigorous tigers and winged Arakkoa slaves doing the work.

Originally there should have been more Draenei slaves here, but unfortunately the attack on Shadowmoon Valley failed, resulting in not being able to bring back enough slaves and slowing down the progress of the fortress construction.

"In my memory, there should be some hard workers from the Blackrock Clan here."

Gul'dan leaned on the bone staff and asked casually:

"Why can't we see them now? Without hard workers to do fine work, can Ogres only rely on Ogres to build the city wall?"

"The peons of the clan have been summoned for training by Great Chieftain."

The Great Chieftain guard who led the way for Gul'dan said in a casual tone:

"Great Chieftain believes that Orcs Warrior should make all preparations for war. Even incompetent peons must receive sufficient training. As for the city walls, you don't have to worry.

Although these Ogres are Ogre Magi that Frostwolf Clan and Thunderlord Clan captured from Frostfire Ridge, we also have high-level Ogre Shaman from Highmaul. Those guys are very smart. You know, they are even the smartest big guys in the world.

In order to avoid being mistreated, those Ogre Shaman are willing to lead Ogre Magi in building the city wall."

"Well, Great Chieftain really does love his people like his own children."

Gul'dan sighed:

"With the slaves of other clans available, the peons of our clan also have the opportunity to pursue glory. Those peons should be grateful from the bottom of their hearts. They can qualify to become Warrior without being whipped.

But if you are just a hard worker with mediocre talent, it will be too difficult to become the Warrior that Great Chieftain needs. Rotten wood is rotten wood. No matter how hard you work, you will never be successful."

Progenitor Warlock squinted his eyes and rolled his red eyes a few times. Then he let out a weird laugh and said:

"I have a "gift" here for Great Chieftain. Could you please help me pick out a few hard workers?"

"Oh, of course you have to give gifts to please Great Chieftain, Gul'dan. Your stupid failure at Shadowmoon Valley has been the most popular topic in the fortress these days. Even the whipped Arakkoa will laugh at your stupidity, and Ogre Shamans commented privately that Shadow Council was very ambitious, but first they lost to the weird Blue Skins Saint, and then they lost to the Karabor Temple attack that you claimed was a surefire attack. Who will they lose to next?

Spineless Hyena Lizardmen?

This is really shameless!"

Great Chieftain's guard sneered and said:

"Great Chieftain Blackhand is very angry. You know, he hates all forms of failure, but we still think highly of you, so what kind of hard work do you need? A powerful one?

I can arrange it!"

"No, the weakest, most incompetent and useless kind of coward, I need four. I will personally prove to Great Chieftain that I will become Horde's "coward nemesis"!"

Gul'dan didn't care about the sarcasm of the Chieftain guard, and joked casually, straightened up his appearance on the way to the clan hall where Great Chieftain was, put a submissive smile on his fierce face, and then limped into it with a bone staff.

Then, he heard Great Chieftain Blackhand angrily scolding his two sons for being useless!

Those are Rend and Maim.

They are the best among the Blackrock Clan's young Warrior, all born in the wilderness of Gorgrond, in the most famous Elemental Forging factory of the Blackrock Clan. They inherited the strength and tough style of Great Chieftain Blackhand.

They are still very young and have great prestige among young people, but unfortunately Blackhand is a very traditional Orcs father, who is often dissatisfied with his son's "weakness".

Especially this time, they were sent to take over the territory of the Bleeding Hollow Clan. As a result, the two young men were kicked out before they could even step into the Blood Ring highland.

"Kilrogg are all dead! Bleeding Hollow Clan's backbone is gone. I have told you that the weak Dead Eye allowed his cronies to escape with his children and Bleeding Hollow Clan's young people. There is only a group of confused Warrior without a leader, but that's it!

Don't you two dare to fight them?"

Great Chieftain Blackhand, who was sitting on the stone throne of the clan king, roared angrily:

"What's so difficult about this? Rush into their high ground, throw down Battle Standard of the Blackrock Clan, and fight Mak'gora with every Blood Ring Warrior that disobeys you, until the last Bleeding Hollow Orcs that dares to challenge you will be crushed in the head in a steady stream of battles!

This is how I conquered Blackrock Clan back then, but my son, my blood and bones couldn't even capture a half-broken Bleeding Hollow Clan.

You two idiots!

You are not worthy of wearing armor with the Blackrock Clan coat of arms, and you are not worthy of calling yourself my son!"

The cheeks of the two young men turned red as they were scolded.

Their brown faces were full of shame, but Blackhand actually selectively ignored part of the truth. Except for his two sons who failed to capture the Blood Ring highland, Bleeding Hollow Clan's other strongholds in Nataan Jungle were breached and occupied by them.

From this point of view, the performance of Rend and Maim cannot be described as "poor".

But this is the traditional "father style" of old Orcs. He believes that appropriate pressure can become a whip on children's spirits, allowing them to better inspire courage.

However, Bleeding Hollow Clan's mess really needs someone to deal with it. Just as Blackhand was thinking, a female Orcs wearing armor standing next to the two young men stood up. She leaned on a war hammer and said loudly:

"Father! Please give me this task, and I will prove to you that I am more powerful and courageous than my two incompetent brothers!"

"Shut up! Griselda, this is the clan hall, you have no place to speak here."

Great Chieftain waved his hands impatiently, not intending to let his daughter participate in discussions related to Horde affairs.

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This is obviously one of the traditional old Orcs styles.

There is no precedent for the Blackrock Clan to let a woman become Chieftain. In fact, most clans have no such precedent.

For Orcs who worships power, the best way out for women is to become a noble Shaman. Of course, after Gul'dan carries forward the way of Warlock, Blackrock Clan women can also choose to become a powerful Warlock.

The daughter of Blackrock Chieftain who actively asked for a fight but was ignored, the powerful and brave Griselda Blackhand had an expressionless face.

She was not disappointed. After all, she had always been a vassal of her two brothers in the eyes of her father since she was a child. Such rejection and neglect had long been a part of her life.

But the relationship between the three brothers and sisters is still very good.

Although Rend and Maim are rude and wild, they will not allow others to bully their sister. Therefore, Griselda has been well protected by his two brothers since he was a child, and occasionally they were whipped by their father together.

But in terms of talent, Griselda may still be above Rend and Maim.

She is really a very outstanding female Warrior. The elders of the clan commented that she will definitely become an outstanding Orcs heroine like the "Frostwolf Clan Mistress" Ms. Draka in the future.

"Orgrim, my subordinate, take Doomhammer for a trip!"

Great Chieftain Blackhand finally makes the decision.

The legendary Orcs, who was sitting on the throne of the king of the clan and had a black giant fist that was burned by the lava but was not weakened by it but became more powerful, waved his hand and said to the adjutant standing beside him:

"Take care of the problems left by the Bleeding Hollow Clan and replenish enough Warrior for my Horde! By the way, convey my order to Eitrigg, let the wise Warlord go to Frostfire Ridge and bring my orders to the three clans of White Claw, Frostwolf Clan and Thunderlord Clan!

Ask Zargrel, Durotan and Fenris for me.

They have promised to join Horde, but why haven't I seen Shaman of the Frostwolf Clan, Warrior of White Claw, and Wolf Rider of Thunder King in my fortress? Without such a powerful Warrior, how can I launch a devastating attack on Blue Skins?

Let Eitrigg ask three Chieftain for me!

Is their clan's self-interest more important, or is the future of the entire Orcs more important?"

"Yes, Great Chieftain."

The tall adjutant Orcs responded silently, but before he left, Blackhand's daughter Griselda spoke again:

"Father, you do not allow me to participate in Horde's affairs, but I can at least contribute to your great cause in diplomatic affairs. Please allow me to follow Orgrim Warlord and Eitrigg Warlord to Frostfire Ridge.

If someone disobeys your orders, I can make them truly feel the wrath of Blackhand!"

"Hmm"

Great Chieftain Blackhand hesitated for a moment.

He looked at his strong daughter. After a moment, he nodded and said:

"Go ahead and do your job well so as not to embarrass the clan. Besides, those young talents I told you about last time"

"But together they can't beat me. Father, don't let them embarrass you."

Griselda shouted loudly:

"How could Blackrock Clan's daughter accept such a weak partner?"

"You are so angry with me! Go, go, don't bother me here."

Great Chieftain patted the throne and cursed, asking Orgrim to take his daughter out of here quickly. Rend and Maim, who had been scolded, also walked out. It was not until this moment that Gul'dan spoke:

"Great Chieftain, I betrayed your trust. I failed to capture Karabor Temple for you as I promised. I will not defend myself, but I have found a way to make meritorious deeds. I heard that you are worried about the weakness of the hard workers?"

"Oh, you still know that you failed, Gul'dan."

Great Chieftain sneered and said:

"But you seem to be hiding something, where is Ner'zhul? Why didn't your mentor come with you? We'll talk about hard work later, tell me! Where did Ner'zhul go? Whose hands did Kilrogg Deadeye die in?"

"Ner'zhul. He rebelled!

That weak old bastard was defeated by Draenei's Saint Vigilant. He was afraid of the opponent's Holy Light power and chose to wag his tail. Begging for mercy. He will definitely become the target of the cunning Saint to split Horde, attracting those weak clans Chieftain to alienate you."

Gul'dan said with a look of regret:

"As for Kilrogg Chieftain, he fulfilled his honor and assassinated the damn Saint. Unfortunately, he was not Vigilant's opponent and died in the unfair Mak'gora.

I must explain all this to you.

The war situation has changed. Because of Vigilant's awakening, Draenei may turn to a war state at a faster speed. I heard that Saint led Draenei's ancestors to defeat terrible enemies twenty-five thousand years ago. That means you will also face the challenge of ancient alien heroes."

"Twenty-five thousand years?"

Great Chieftain Blackhand rubbed his chin with his exaggeratedly strong fingers and said:

"It's been an unimaginably long time. A weak Eternal Life prophet is very difficult to deal with. Then there's a radical War Commander. Tsk tsk, Blue Skins are lucky, but because of this, defeating them will be even more glorious.

If it's just an incompetent victory with a flat push all the way, it won't show my supreme majesty as Great Chieftain."

"Yes, yes, you are absolutely right. That is why I, the humble one, offer you such a gift."

Gul'dan hurriedly hit the snake and followed the person on the pole and said:

"I have been trying to use external objects to strengthen our Orcs Warrior for many years. It was with the help of Kilrogg Chieftain that I finally found the most suitable external reinforcement for Orcs's physique. I dedicate it to you with respect, Great Chieftain.

Such a drug can definitely transform the weakest peon into a powerful Warrior overnight."

"Really? I don't believe it!"

Blackhand said with a ferocious smile:

"You cunning Warlock must be just playing some stupid trick just to escape the tragic punishment. Because of your ridiculous failure, I will include your Stormreaver Clan in the army under my direct command."

"Of course, of course, that's the power you gave me. Of course you can take it back."

Gul'dan said without hesitation:

"But I must clarify to you that what I bring to you is the real power of war. The weak peons personally selected by your guards are outside. Please allow me to demonstrate the power of this "Bloodrage Potion" to you in person.

If you are not satisfied, you can even take away my head, let alone my clan!

I will never resist."

"Huh?"

Such an amazing bet made Blackhand narrow his eyes.

This Great Chieftain is a tactical genius, a powerful legend Warrior, a dictatorial leader who is arbitrary, and a tyrant with a lust for power. He cares very much about whether others respect him, and he has an almost stubborn pursuit of victory.

He is very self-centered, which is why Gul'dan regards him as a perfect puppet.

A person with an ego cannot listen to other people's opinions. A person with an ego only has his own goals in his eyes. Once you get his pulse, Gul'dan has countless ways to make Great Chieftain Blackhand the spokesperson for himself and Shadow Council.

So far, his choice as a puppet is perfect.

As Gul'dan looked at him with a flattering face but calm eyes, Great Chieftain Blackhand, who was working hard to win, took the bait. Each clan has a huge number of hard workers. If these weak guys can be turned into qualified Warrior, then Horde will have an almost unlimited supply of troops.

Therefore, Great Chieftain leaned on the seat of the clan king with a hint of expectation, waved to Gul'dan and said:

"Let the peons come in and prepare your potion, Gul'dan, this is your last chance to show your worth!"

"Of course, I'm ready."

Gul'dan asked his Warlock servant to take out the strange green liquid, and he said:

"And the alien Saint who interfered with your victory. I assure you that I have arranged everything, just like the complete preparations before the hunt. The Draenei Saint who thinks that Holy Light can save everything will eventually drown in his own blood.

His presence will no longer interfere with your conquests!

I guarantee you this."