"Dear Stormwind City and the naval commander of Kul Tiras, I assure you once again that the new tribe is completely different from the old tribe controlled by the blood of demons. We come with good intentions - —We have proven ourselves on Mount Hyjal, maybe this is far from enough, but I still think that the Burning Legion is our common enemy."
"I am more willing to believe everything I have seen and experienced than your one or two sentence explanation."
Varian, who was pacing back and forth, stopped for a moment and turned to stare at Sha, trying to find something wrong with the new tribal chief, but he seemed to be unlike any of the orcs he had ever encountered. Varian's behavior made Varian feel more like he was facing a... human?
Dailin was leaning back in his chair. The brim of his navy hat was low, covering most of his watch. Thrall didn't know what the naval commander, who had always been strongly hostile to the orcs, was thinking, but he could only try his best. Obtain the alliance's letter and put aside possible risks for the time being.
Varian pressed his hands on the wooden table, his voice was low and full of anger, "Twenty years ago, your people killed my father, my soldiers, and my people, and burned our city to the ground. Now, now But under the banner of diplomacy, you want me to let your tribe and your compatriots go?"
Thrall's right hand, which was hidden under the wooden table, clenched instantly after hearing Varian's words, but he quickly let it go. Although Varian was not good to him and the new tribe, since he has not directly killed him yet, Sweeping it out, or dunking it on the spot, means that there is still room for discussion.
"I...I have nothing to defend. We did kill many innocent lives. Although it was the lies of Gul'dan and the Burning Legion that deceived my colleagues, we are willing to take responsibility and pay for it," Thrall sighed and said, "The purpose of my coming today is not to let something like this happen again. I can avoid the collision between the Alliance expeditionary force and the Draenor orc tribe, and avoid many unnecessary sacrifices and bloodshed."
"It's not just the blood of orcs that's fresh, greenskin."
Dai Lin, who had been silent for a long time, finally said his first sentence, "You and your three simple sailboats were supposed to be talking to Seaweed. I gave you a chance to talk, but I didn't let you talk nonsense. . The situation in the outer lands is all over the place. It’s a wasteland. Who knows how many of your compatriots have not turned into monsters whose brains have been burned by evil energy? You want me to kill you all..."
Before Daelin could say anything, a guard walked up to him and Varian and whispered, "Lady Proudmoore has arrived."
"Vari, father, I'm sorry I'm late." Jaina held up the method and walked in covered with dust. She almost still had the pungent sulfur smell of Hellfire Peninsula on her body.
"My daughter, come and see your father's trophy - an orc chieftain!" Daelin stood up and opened his arms to welcome his daughter. Varian also nodded to Jaina.
Jaina hugged Dai gently and whispered in his ear, "Dad, how did you catch Thrall?"….
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"At sea, this great chief and his general drove three ridiculous boats to break through our defenses, but we caught them." Facing his daughter, Dai Lin's serious face appeared He laughed a little, but soon fell silent.
"Ms. Proudmoore." Thrall stood up and addressed Jaina with the courtesy of an orc, "The last time we met was at Mount Hyjal."
"You should not appear on the land of the Alliance without notifying you in advance, Thrall." Jaina said half seriously and half helplessly. Daelin's letter probably mentioned Thrall's arrival, "My father did not send you The greatest mercy he could have shown was to sink his ships."
If she weren't worried about intensifying the conflict between the Alliance and the Horde during this special period, Jaina felt that it would be better for her father to simply sink Thrall and his ship.
"Female, I come with good intentions. I just hope to help my compatriots who are still in Draenor transfer to Orgri. Most of them are old and weak women and have not participated in any wars against Azeroth. ." Thrall saw Ji'an and quickly spoke out his complaint. Maybe this female mage would be easier to talk to than Daelin and Varian.
Hearing this, Jaina frowned. Thrall's request seemed very simple and reasonable, but in the eyes of most alliance members, it became unreasonable.
Could it be that during the invasion of Azeroth, the orcs killed Alliance soldiers and their families?
Is the quantity less? The families of those soldiers and other residents did not participate in the war, but why were they brutally killed?
"Your ideas are too naive, Chief." Jaina shook her head after thinking about it. "I know that you only became chief after the death of the old tribe. I'm afraid you have not experienced those terrible wars. As the commander of the front line, I can only assure you that the Alliance soldiers will not take the initiative to attack those orc villages, but if they attack us in turn... you know."
Even after hearing the expected answer, Thrall could not help but feel a little frustrated, but he still did not give up the last glimmer of hope, "Then... can the Horde use the Dark Portal to lead to Draenor - at least I can Send someone to help them avoid conflict with the Alliance.”
Thrall knows the traditions and habits of the orcs. If there is a conflict between the Alliance Expeditionary Force and the remaining clans in Draenor, most of the orc clans will not choose to escape. Even if they attack with eggs, I am afraid those orcs will choose to escape. The final glory.
Jaina turned her attention to Varian and Dai, and found that the two men suddenly looked away in tacit agreement, obviously preparing to let her make a decision.
This couldn't help but give her a headache. She thought she was here to dissuade her father from doing stupid things, but it turned out that they seemed to have agreed that she would be the one to blame.
But the problem is, if the tribe is allowed to pass through the Darkness, it basically means that they are allowed to take people away. This is contradictory to what she said just now...
After thinking for a moment, Jaina could only say, "I will tell the headquarters of the Dark Portal defense line in advance that the tribe can send a team to inform the local orcs, but please note that your people can no longer return through the Dark Portal. Aizela, otherwise there will be consequences at your own risk.”….
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"Elemental spirits will also admire your kindness, girl. I will remember this favor." Thrall breathed a sigh of relief. This result was much better than what he had expected before coming.
After Thrall left, the Royal Guards of Stormwind City closed the main hall of the living room, leaving only Varian, Daelin, and Jaina, and the depressive atmosphere in the hall was swept away.
Jaina sat on the sofa, holding her hand, and looked at her father helplessly, "Dad, you could just drive away Thrall's ship and not give him a chance to negotiate this time. Why do you have to do this?" The trouble. God, I must be crazy to agree to some of Thrall’s requests. I don’t even know how to talk to the commander on the front line of the Dark Portal!”
"Ha, I think you did a pretty good job, yes, Varian." Dailin looked cheerful when facing his daughter's hug.
"It seems that the two of us have put enough pressure on the great chief to prevent him from making more excessive demands." Varian's fierce aura also completely disappeared, "But the new tribe is poor, so There is nothing he can offer, and the only condition he can negotiate with us is the orcs of Draenor."
Jaina blinked and glanced back and forth at Varian and Daelin. Her lips curled up and she said, "You guys... have settled this already?"
"We have discussed this matter together before Arthas left." Varian nodded, "We all believe that Thrall, the new warchief, is different from the Black Hand and will not abandon those orc clans. No, after knowing When we go on an expedition to Draenor, he will definitely find an opportunity to come and discuss this matter with us."
"We want to reduce unnecessary losses in Draenor, and Thrall hopes to prevent his compatriots from attacking us." Daelin stroked his sword and slowly undressed Jaina. "Although I I hate those beasts very much, and I really hope they go, but if we can not lose our soldiers and can let them help us deal with the Burning Army, that would be better - Ji'an, you are the law, haven't you thought about the Dark Portal? Is there any difference between making it a one-way street and not letting them pass at all?"
"If it were completely banned, the orcs would probably do something irrational, but if they were only allowed to pass and not come back, they would definitely find ways to open the portal there and go to Orgrimmar. "Gianna naturally thought of this possibility, so she hesitated about her decision, "But why do I have to make the decision..."
"Ji'an, your city is in the Dust Swamp, and it is adjacent to the new tribe. It needs to have a good relationship with the current owner of the tribe, and we need a relationship between the two. No other high-level alliance is suitable to deal with the orcs. ,because of them
Most of them came from the war years. " Dai Lin said earnestly, except for his family, it would be difficult for him to have such a patient conversation with others in this world.
Gianna listened to her father quietly. She looked at his old face and sighed, "Dad, I know, but..."
"Don't worry. Seeing you and Tandre growing up day by day, I also know that I can't wallow in the past anymore... Even if I kill every beast, what then? Then Derek can't come back to me, but that's not If his death is in vain, I will at least make the culprits pay the price.”
Dai Lin explained softly that after so many years, he was able to see his daughter and second son grow up safely and become members of a country and an alliance, which made him somewhat relieved.
As for the clan that caused his son's tragic death, he will send them to hell sooner or later.
Varian on the side felt a little melancholy when he saw Dailin and Ji'an. He also suddenly missed his father, and the man who had always been with him and played the role of father and teacher at the same time.
"Anduin..."
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