"Brother Aaron, come on, come on, Orcs is inside." Arthas stood on the wall and greeted Aaron over happily.
Obviously, the treatment of Orcs prisoners of war will not be very good. These Warriors who once frightened many races of Eastern Kingdoms can now only live in wooden houses made of rough and rough wooden boards, wearing only the cheapest clothes, and even the clothes worn by many Orcss are incomplete.
But what attracted Aaron's attention the most was the mental state of these Orcss. Some of these guys stayed in the sun and basked in the sun, while others walked around aimlessly, and most of them sat motionless in a corner. From their eyes, Aaron couldn't see the slightest light that a living person should have, and they were like walking zombies.
"These guys are so boring." Arthas just looked at it for a while and felt bored. He complained to the local chief officer, Lieutenant General Blackmoore, who came after hearing the news. "Don't you have a decent Orcs here?"
Blackmoore hesitated and said to Arthas, "Your Highness, please come with me. I do have a unique Orcs here. I plan to train him to be a gladiator."
Under the leadership of Blackmoore, everyone came to the training ground of the castle. A Orcs was training on the field. Blackmoore pointed at him and said, "Your Highness, please look, that Orcs is called Thrall. I hope he can satisfy you."
"Aaron, that guy is..." Vereesa just listened to Aaron tell the story of Thrall a few days ago, and naturally the name was still fresh in his memory. When Blackmoore mentioned the name Orcs, he immediately grabbed Aaron's sleeve excitedly.
"Don't get excited. It's easy for people to think you're abnormal." Aaron reassured Vereesa and looked at the Orcs boy who was practicing martial arts under the guidance of a human officer.
It is obvious that the mental state of this young Orcs is far different from that of his compatriots. It is completely different from those Orcs prisoners of war who had no motivation. Aaron estimates that Thrall should be closer to Orcs's original state.
Thrall has long black hair that is full of power. There are fangs in the mouth, but it does not give people a ferocious look. The green skin is taut, and underneath there are muscles containing abundant strength. Thrall is currently wielding a huge battle ax and practicing on a training dummy.
The time required for Orcs to reach adulthood is much shorter than that of humans. This is related to the nomadic tradition that Orcs adheres to in Draenor. In addition, Orcs's physique is much higher than the average height of humans. Thrall, who is only ten years old this year, already looks more mature than Arthas.
This young Orcs, who does not yet know his own life experience, is training meticulously. Unlike his fellow racers, Thrall looks much more energetic. This is related to the fact that he has not drunk Demon Blood - his skin color is related to his mother wearing Dark Portal when she was pregnant with him.
After seeing Thrall, Arthas's curiosity about Orcs was finally satisfied, and Aaron took the opportunity to mention his intention to Blackmoore.
After listening to what Aaron said, Blackmoore seemed a little hesitant, but quickly said that Aaron could choose it as he pleased.
Of course Aaron knew what this guy was thinking. Blackmoore actually wanted Thrall to command Orcs in the concentration camp to overthrow House of Menethil in the future., now Aaron wants to take Orcs away from him, in his opinion, it is like tearing a piece of flesh off his body, but he is not ready to rebel yet, so naturally he will not disobey Terenas's order.
In order to help Aaron escort these Orcs prisoners of war, Terenas specially sent a group of soldiers to help. With the assistance of these elite soldiers, Aaron spent nearly ten days bringing these prisoners of war back to Covenant City.
Generally speaking, the journey went smoothly, but when passing Elf Gate, it aroused the vigilance of the people stationed here. Fortunately, the reputation Aaron had built up in these days helped him a lot, and the rangers finally let him in.
After returning to Covenant City with these Orcs, Aaron arranged them in the area where the original altar of Zul'jin was located. There and other areas of Covenant City could only pass through the original Hex Lord's Hall, the current city lord's palace, unless these extremely tired Orcs suddenly get the fighting spirit to escape, and then escape from the simple port excavated by Nalorakk, otherwise they can only stay in the new home chosen by Aaron for them.
According to Aaron's observations along the way, these Orcs have probably forgotten what motivation and fighting spirit are, and they will never have the idea of escaping from here - the chances of escaping along the way were much greater before than now, but these guys have no intention of escaping, and it is even less possible to escape now.
But this is also a good thing for Aaron. Although Orcs will not take the initiative to run away, they will not take the initiative to work. Even if Aaron sends supervisors to keep an eye on them, it can only ensure that these burly but tired-looking Orcs will not be blatantly lazy. Negative work is inevitable.
"I finally understand why Terenas is so generous. These guys are too lazy." Looking at the Orcs who reluctantly started to move the stones amidst the shouts of the supervisors, Aaron felt that he seemed to have thought of things too well. I originally thought that these Orcs lacked motivation at best and could at least do some physical work, right? However, after really starting to let these Orcs work, Aaron discovered how troublesome the sequelae of Demon Blood really are.
The mages of Dalaran have studied this phenomenon, but have not been able to achieve any close combat. Of course, this is related to the fact that the mages of Dalaran do not want these Orcs to turn into Bloodlust's militant Warrior again, but this still makes Aaron give up the idea of asking others for help.
"Do you have any solution?" Aaron, who was helpless, approached Xal'atath with the idea of treating a dead horse as a living doctor. He wanted to see if this person with tens of thousands of years of experience could provide any solution. After all, he couldn't send these Orcs back to Lordaeron, right?
"Solving these Orcs's burnout problems? It's easy. I have a few ways here. You can choose from them." Xal'atath said lightly, as if the problem that Aaron was scratching his head about was not worth mentioning at all.
"You say it, you say it." Aaron instinctively felt that the solution proposed by Xal'atath must have pitfalls, but based on the idea of taking advantage of the situation, he decided to listen to what Xal'atath had to say first.