"Van Cleef...Your Excellency, may I venture to ask first, when will we start discussing the alliance?"
Hamuul Runetotem has not forgotten his original purpose. Although the current situation of the Tauren tribe is not good, it is not a good thing to rashly form an alliance with unknown forces.
Van Cleef replied very politely: "Elder Hamuir, I am just a temporary person in charge. I am only responsible for your reception. It will take some time for the people from the alliance who are actually responsible for discussions to arrive in Kalimdor."
How long will it take to get to Kalimdor? Has the Alliance mastered the route across the Endless Sea?
Hamuul's heart was very complicated. The continent of Kalimdor had not encountered such a large-scale intervention force for thousands of years. At most, a few goblins had built trading ports along the coast.
However, the goblins were just trying to make money. Unlike the Alliance, which clearly planned to intervene directly in Kalimdor, Hamuul couldn't help but start to worry whether this was a sign of a storm.
The old tauren thought for a moment and then asked, "Your Excellency Van Cleef, what will the arrival of the Alliance bring to our continent?"
"Elder Hamuir, you don't have to worry. We are just here to make friends with you. Other than that, we won't get too involved in your lives."
Van Cleef pondered what Arthas told him and continued, "The leader of this alliance is Prince Arthas of Lordaeron. His Royal Highness's purpose is to unite all forces that can be united."
Combined forces? Why would humans far away in the Eastern Kingdom suddenly consider such a thing? And they have no one to contact in the Eastern Kingdom, so why do they have to come to Kalimdor?
"Elder Hamuul, I am just the messenger for His Highness the Prince. I can only tell you a little bit of what I know. I'm afraid we have to wait for the alliance's envoys to arrive for the real reason." Van Cleef's face showed a hint of confusion. With a helpless smile, what he said was true.
"I understand. Thank you very much for your reply, Your Excellency." Hamuul said angrily. Although he still had many doubts at the moment, he had to wait for the alliance's envoy to arrive.
I hope this is not a bad thing, Hamuul thought to himself, the tauren tribe cannot withstand big storms.
The centaurs have become more and more rampant in recent years. They set out from the desolate land in the westernmost part of the continent, and relied on their speed and endurance to travel long distances, spreading their scouts and camps all over the middle of Kalimdor.
Like the tauren, they are a nomadic race, but the centaurs are very ferocious and violent, have a lot of savage traditions, and even eat uncooked raw meat.
For centaurs, tauren are both targets of plunder and food - this sounds very cruel, but among backward and barbaric races such as centaurs and wild boars, cannibalism even occurs from time to time.
Hamuul's clan has been invaded by centaurs for several years. Many young tribesmen died in the process of resistance. Their villages were burned down by centaurs. These beast-like guys did not even spare women and children. .
The tauren were really fed up and were on the verge of breaking out, but their tribesmen were scattered throughout the vast barren land, and it was difficult to gather enough people to resist the centaur attack.
That's why Cairn Bloodhoof asked Hamuul to investigate the situation. Although they didn't believe that pie in the sky would fall, if the threat of the centaurs could be eliminated by paying a corresponding price, the tauren felt that it was not unreasonable. Can.
Unfortunately, the human envoys had not arrived yet, so Hamuul had to stay in this beautiful stone city for a while.
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"What? You want us to cross that sea?! Are you kidding me, kid? That sea is much wider than Draenor!"
The tall orc with long black hair tied into a bunch snorted, "Why do we have to leave from here? Those weak humans are no match for the Warsong clan."
"Grommash, we have lost many good men in the last battle to rescue our compatriots! Even Orgrim died in the battle. Do you still think those humans are as weak as they were ten years ago?"
After mentioning Orgrim's name, the young orc became a little excited, "We have wasted too much time in the mountains and forests. We can't live here! We need wider land for our people. Survive!"
"Then go and grab it! At the foot of the mountain is the land of humans. Are you afraid?! Or is it that the name humans gave you also made you a human, Thrall?!" Groma Shiyi Shaking his strong arms, he held the battle ax [Blood Roar] soaked in the blood of countless strong men and ferocious beasts tightly in his hands.
"Blackmoore raised me, but the matter between me and him ended completely the moment he died. Grommash, don't try to anger me with this!" Thrall frowned, "You He is the chief of the Warsong clan and the most powerful warrior of the old tribe. Don’t you understand that humans are no longer what they were more than ten years ago?”
"If we can take away human land as easily as you said, do we still need to hide in the deep mountains and old forests? Grommash, times have changed. Lordaeron is under the leadership of that prince named Arthas. Come on, it’s different from before.”
"snort!"
The chief of the Warsong clan snorted. He could not refute what Thrall said, because that was the truth. Even the war-like Warsong clan had to hide in the deep forests of Tirisfal under the suppression of the human army. .
"I have been inspired that the future of the orcs lies on the continent opposite the Endless Sea. Staying here will only make the dispute between us and humans more intense." Thrall also reached out and patted Grommash on the shoulder, "Oh Grim wouldn't want to see us wasting our valuable time in useless arguments here."
"You have learned all about human speech, Thrall," Grommash stared at Thrall for a long time, "but you also learned a lot from Orgrim. I don't like that guy very much, but I have to admit that he has done a good job in the position of chief."
Thrall smiled happily. Although Grommash had a bad temper and a straightforward personality, he still had a clear vision of right and wrong.
But Thrall also understands that it is not easy to leave the Eastern Kingdom mainland. "Humans are heavily guarding the ports everywhere. It is simply unrealistic for us to go to sea from Lordaeron, and we don't have that many ships to transport our people and warriors." .”
He held the [Hammer of Destruction] passed to him by Orgrim and fell into deep thought, "How should we get out of here?"
"There are no ports or ships. We can build our own. The mountain road east of Tirisfal can lead to the Silverpine Forest. There is a way out by the sea. There are no humans, but there are many spiders and beasts."
Grommash, who has lived in Tirisfal Forest all year round, has his own ideas, and he said it directly. As for whether to adopt it or not, it is Thrall's business.
The shipbuilding technology of the orcs is not very advanced, but although they cannot make battleships, there is still no problem in building a transport ship that can cross the sea. In addition, the physical fitness of the orcs is generally much better than that of humans, and they can still rely on oars without sails. Cross the sea abruptly.
At least that's what they did in Draenor and later when they took ships to sweep the Eastern Kingdoms.
"Although it's difficult, it's the only thing we can do right now."
After making preliminary plans, Thrall and Grommash gathered the orcs who had been rescued from the shelter and began to secretly follow the mountains from the land in southern Lordaeron towards Silverpine Forest.
Uther, who was stationed in the Hillsbrad Hills, also felt that the number of orcs seemed to be gradually decreasing, and they began to no longer invade human villages and towns.
"They finally know how powerful they are?" Alexandros Mograine is the commander of the troops who assisted Uther in the defense. At the same time, he is also a paladin of the Knights of the Silver Hand.
"It seems they are no longer in Hillsbrad." Uther pulled up the orc flag on the sand table, but did not put it down for a long time. "But where can they go?"
"Ha, what are you worried about? Under the deployment of Prince Arthas, the defenses of Tirisfal and Wilder were built early. It is impossible for these orcs to threaten the core of the kingdom." Alexandros laughed. He smiled, not as worried as his colleagues.
"You are right, but we still cannot take it lightly. The tragedy in the southern camp always reminds us that our world still faces many unknown dangers."
After Alexandros heard this, his excitement disappeared. He gritted his teeth and said, "Three hundred people, three hundred outstanding soldiers, died so mysteriously? Only one survived. A new recruit and a little girl?!”
"We all went there late. The place was infiltrated by demons very early. When Alsace followed the clues and arrived, their souls had already been devoured by demons."
"Sigh... I don't know how Alsace was feeling at that time." Alexandros sighed. During the Orc War, he also personally killed his "comrades" who were resurrected by the orc warlocks, and he knew what it felt like.
"Before Alsace, we should first find out where these orcs have gone. I believe that Alsace's character will not cause confusion because of this incident."
"You are right, let us deal with those escaped green-skinned bastards!"
