"Chieftain, I have settled the clansmen. The elderly, weak, sick, wounded, and injured will remain at Osul Fire Camp, while the young and able warriors are willing to follow you and atone for the mistakes they made." Katak's waist was tightly wrapped in bandages, stained with a great deal of crimson blood, yet his voice remained strong and hopeful.
The Vale of Eternal Blossoms was now in grave danger. Under the fierce attacks of the Mantid and Mogu, the Pandaren-Horde coalition suffered heavy casualties every moment.
Therefore, after subduing the Yaungol, Anok Grimtotem decided to lead the Yaungol forces back to the Vale of Eternal Blossoms to provide aid.
Katak truly deserved to be the former Yaungol chieftain. He possessed tremendous authority and prestige, and under his efforts, the Yaungol of Osul Fire Camp were swiftly brought under control.
Anok Grimtotem nodded to Katak, then urged Brutehorn up onto the high ground and looked down at the hundred thousand Yaungol yak riders assembled below.
A nomadic people were born cavalry. Even after all the battles that had drastically reduced the Osul Yaungol's numbers, they could still gather a hundred thousand able-bodied warriors. Once these warriors mounted their own yaks, they became Yaungol yak riders.
"The Pandaren will never easily forgive the blood debts you have accumulated. Once the Shado-Pan come to their senses, the next ones they deal with will be you Osul Yaungol."
Though the Pandaren were peaceful by nature and loved peace, everything the Yaungol had done during their invasion of Kun-Lai Summit—burning, killing, plundering, and looting—had already crossed the Pandaren's bottom line. The Shado-Pan would not spare them.
"Now, there is only one way to spare you from a Pandaren reckoning: follow me and join the Horde. The great Horde Warchief, Rend Blackhand, is willing to accept