To be fair, although Blackmore turned Thrall into a humiliating slave, he at least saved Thrall from Gul'dan's assassins, which was a life-saving grace for him.
And out of his own ulterior ambition, Blackmore hired many tactical and martial arts instructors for Thrall after he gradually grew up, laying the foundation for the commanding ability of the Salvation Shaman.
In this timeline, Blackmoore did not commit such evil deeds as torturing and killing Taressa that made Thrall dizzy.
In Sharlayan's view, Blackmoor at this point in time has more kindness than hatred toward Thrall.
But it is obviously impossible to say that Sal has no dissatisfaction and resentment towards Blackmore.
No one wants to spend their whole life as a lowly slave gladiator. That is a lower level existence than a domestic servant like Foxton, and is no different from a domestic animal.
The choice given by Sarlayan is actually a test for Thrall, and it tests his character.
Fortunately, Thrall, who had received Talesa's good moral education since childhood, was not a murderous person.
After only a few seconds of hesitation, he decided to let Blackmore go and leave him to fend for himself in Durnholde Castle.
"Leave him here."
After ending his inner struggle, Thrall let out a long breath: "We don't have time to waste on Blackmore. We must evacuate Dunholden before the coalition forces find a gap and surround them."
Talesa, who could not move, had a look of relief in her eyes. She was very happy that Thrall had not been assimilated by their barbaric customs due to long-term contact with the orcs in the shelter.
Facts have proved that a person's three views do not depend on the race he was born into, but the conceptual education he received since childhood.
If the development of the original history is followed, Tirion Fordring will say a famous saying in the future.
Race does not represent honor.
Among humans, there are people like Blackmore who are private and despicable, and among orcs, there are also kind-hearted people like Thrall who always uphold good intentions and pursue peace.
[Thanks to Taresha's teachings, Thrall's three views of positive energy have taken shape. What needs to be done next is to further consolidate it. 】
[Salayan’s choice is correct. The young man’s heart is undecided. Orgrim cannot intervene at this time, otherwise the young and inexperienced Thrall may be led astray by him. 】
Following the gap in the city wall blown up by the goblin high-explosives, the group of people escaped without the warring parties noticing the situation here.
But in fact, Ravenholdt's thieves had already discovered the gap in the city wall, but they did not take immediate action because of Marshal Haas's order.
It was not until Sharlayan withdrew the last orc that Ravenholdt's thieves officially entered the city, and accidentally discovered Blackmore lying unconscious in a corner.
…
After escaping from Durnholde Castle, the direction of this war has nothing to do with Sarlayan.
After leaving the castle, Sarlayan transformed into a large white deer that resembled Malorne, carrying the Folkstons on his back and running towards the northwest of Durnholde.
Sal, on the other hand, took away a variegated horse from the castle and led Talesa to lead the way.
Because of Sharlayan's temptation between the lines, Thrall chose the meeting point with the orcs on the banks of the Hillsbrad River near the Alterac Snow Mountains.
There were more than 2,000 orcs who escaped from Durnholde, but when Thrall arrived at the rendezvous point, there were less than 500 people waiting here.
Needless to say, it goes without saying that others could not trust young Thrall and left on their own after escaping from the castle.
But not all orcs are so ungrateful. The more than 400 people left behind are all of relatively good character, which is exactly the first "human resources" Thrall needs to start his own business.
Thrall was carrying a swaddling bag embroidered with the Frostwolf Clan's emblem, but after all, he had been away from the clan for too long, so he might not be accepted and recognized by the Frostwolf Clan if he came to the house empty-handed.
The Frostwolf clan, which lives in seclusion in the snowy mountains of Alterac, has long been accustomed to the days without a chief leader. The blind old shaman Drek'Thar, who has assisted two generations of chiefs of Galad and Durotan, has always acted as chief. Nothing has gone wrong for years.
These 400 people will become the name of the people who visit the Salden Gate. According to the original direction of history, most of them will need to go through the trial of the Frostwolf clan before they can reintegrate into their own clan.
From the mouth of the orc veteran who had cared about Thrall before, the group learned the whole story.
Just as Sharlayan guessed, after escaping from Durnholde Castle, most of the orcs fled into the mountains and forests on their own, and they seemed to have no intention of repaying their favor to Thrall, who led them to escape from the prison.
Orcs are also different from orcs, and the entire group cannot be beaten to death because of the behavior of some people.
Under the leadership of this orc veteran named Nazgrin, about 1/5 of the orcs chose to stay and follow Thrall to repay his life-saving grace.
Thrall was a little disappointed with the orcs who left without saying goodbye, but with Taresha's comfort, he quickly regained his composure.
This group of orcs headed by Nazgrin voluntarily followed him. As their leader, Thrall must plan future actions in advance.
This group of nearly 500 orcs temporarily hid behind a small mountain col and camped by the river. Next, they will go north along the river and continue to move towards the Alterac Snow Mountains.
"So……"
After temporarily settling down the shocked Foxton family, Sal and Sarlayan came to sit down by the campfire together. Sal looked at Sarlayan with a solemn expression.
"I have completed your test, is it time for you to fulfill your promise?"
During the years of being imprisoned in Durnholde, Nazgrin was used to seeing all kinds of humans, but this was the first time he saw a high elf outside of the battlefield.
After all, Thrall was only 13 years old. For his safety, Nazgrin followed Thrall regardless of Thrall's objections, staring at Sarlayan with vigilant eyes.
Although Nazgorin can be considered a veteran, he joined the army very early and is only in his 20s this year. His strength is not top-notch. Under the observation of Sarlayan's Eagle Eye Technique, his warrior level is level 41, which is about The legend is still some way off.
According to the barrage, Nazgrim was also a relatively important figure in the tribe in the future of the original history.
This orc warrior would one day become the commander of the Kor'kron Guard, the warchief's bodyguard.
Unfortunately, he stuck to his oath and honor and chose to be foolishly loyal to the tribe. Under the leadership of a certain idiot, he went astray and eventually died on the battlefield.
Even so, the barrage spoke highly of Nazgorin.
Most people agree that he was a pure soldier who served his duty to the end and deserved the respect of all.
Although Nazgrin's strength has not yet reached its peak, after experiencing the first and second Orc War, his vision is definitely not comparable to that of young Thrall.
Nazgrin was certain that he had never seen this high elf who was always smiling on the battlefield.
His physical instinct, which had gone through countless bloody battles, told him that this seemingly peaceful elf was very dangerous, and that his strength was far greater than that of himself and Thrall.
If the other party wants to attack Thrall, even if he risks his life, he may not be able to cover Thrall's escape.
Sharlayan glanced at Nazgrin, who was standing behind Thrall, holding his weapon tightly, and just laughed off his wariness.
"Of course, you successfully completed my test and successfully escaped from Durnholde Castle."
"According to the agreement, I will tell you your true life experience."
"first……"
Sharlayan pointed to the swaddling cloth that Sallay put on his chest: "Sar... No, Guyin'er, take out your swaddling cloth. I think Nazgrin will recognize the clan emblem on it. .”
"Gu Yin'er?"
Thrall was stunned for a moment before he realized that Sharlayan was addressing him.
When he took out the swaddling cloth from his chest, Sal asked doubtfully: "Is Gu Yin'er my original name?"
Sarlayan nodded: "Yes, this is the real name given to you by your parents. Thrall, the name that represents a slave, is just Blackmore's bad taste."
"Now that you have escaped from Durnholde and Blackmore's control, the humiliating name Thrall can be abandoned. From now on, I will call you Guyin'er."
"Wow~"
Sharlayan shook the swaddling cloth and unfolded it, and Nazgrin with sharp eyes saw the Frostwolf mark embroidered on it at a glance.
"This is!"
Nazgrin looked at Guyin'er who was still confused in surprise: "The emblem of the Frostwolf clan! How is this possible!"
"The Frostwolf clan has separated from the army and disappeared after the tribe entered Azeroth. How could you..."
Sarlayan ignored Nazgrin, who was full of questions, and took out the wolf soul battle ax that Durotan gave him from the space package, and solemnly handed it to Guyin'er, who looked confused.
"My child, this is the weapon your father entrusted me to give you. His warnings to you are recorded on it."
"No matter how Blackmore described your origins in the past, forget them and remember your true identity and name firmly."
"You are Guyin'er, the grandson of Gardad, the ancestral chief of the Frostwolf Clan, the son of Durotan and Draka, and the legal heir to the chief of the Frostwolf Clan."
