"Etrigg, how is the Barrens Outpost these days? I seem to hear very little from them."
Thrall was sitting on the warchief's chair, handling government affairs, and asked his old friend beside him.
"Warchief, there has been a lot less friction on the border between Ashenvale and the Barrens recently. Those elves seem to have disappeared, so there is nothing worth reporting... However, the tauren in the southwest of the Barrens are becoming more active. They It seems that they are mobilizing manpower to go towards Thousand Needles Stone Forest."
"Well..." Thrall fell into deep thought after hearing this. After a while, he slowly said, "Even if those elves disappear temporarily, we should take care of the people below and don't let them escalate the conflict. We don't need to take the initiative to provoke Ka. Dore - As for the movements of those tauren, is there any further definite information?"
Eitrigg heard Thrall's inquiry and began to open the collected reports, "No, Warchief, but those tauren have always been peace-loving and have trade relations with us. They should not be gathering manpower to deal with us. "
Thrall rubbed his brows tiredly. Although the orcs had won over the Darkspear trolls and some goblins as allies, this could only allow them to barely gain a foothold in Durotar and the north of the Barrens. Compared to For the alliance whose influence radiates to two continents, the current new tribe is like a weak baby and must be careful in everything.
Fortunately, the Alliance has no plans to kill them all. Perhaps because they also contributed to the battle of Mount Hyjal, the night elves even let go of some previous conflicts, but the tribe will still continue to harvest the wood of Ashenvale even further. Blocked by sentry troops.
Therefore, the tribe had to make great efforts to harvest timber in the more dangerous Feralas. In order to ensure that the fragile hard workers would not be eaten alive by the ferocious beasts and terrifying ghosts of Feralas, Thrall could only send people to protect those hard workers. In order to ensure the safety of their lives, they also spent a lot of money to purchase a batch of logging equipment from the goblins to improve efficiency. Otherwise, the accidental disappearance or death of the hard workers would probably stop their already uneven timber harvesting work.庺
Although the tribe is in a very difficult situation, Thrall still believes that the tenacious orcs can overcome these setbacks, temper their will, and gain a foothold on Kalimdor. At the same time, because of the agreement with the Alliance, Thrall summoned more people from the outside world. The orc tribes who want to settle in Azeroth have added a lot of popularity to Orgrimmar, which was previously a bit empty.
Generally speaking, the new tribe is also improving steadily, and Thrall also needs to further consider the relationship with the Alliance-the orcs provoked almost all races and forces in the Eastern Kingdom in the first and second wars, whether it is Humans, dwarves, gnomes or high elves all have a blood feud with the orcs, and it is extremely difficult to ease relations with them.
What's even more tragic is that after arriving in Kalimdor, the unfamiliar orcs provoked the night elves, the overlord of this continent, and Grommash was tricked into drinking demon blood and killed. The demigod Cenarius, now the elves also regard the orcs as their mortal enemies. If the third war had not eased the relationship between the tribe and the alliance, the elves would have marched south and aimed directly at Orgrimmar.
The only tauren who have not yet formed a quarrel with the orcs have been won over by the alliance as allies. The orcs can only stay together with the darkspear trolls who have also left their homes to keep warm and ensure that their tribe will not be swallowed up by the dangerous and unfamiliar land first—— Wild boars and harpies have been entrenched in this land for a long time, and the orcs and trolls who have just arrived also suffered a lot from them.
"Alas..." Thinking of this, Thrall couldn't help but sigh. After all, the history of the orcs has destined them to be difficult to receive "reasonable" treatment on Azeroth, but what makes Thrall even more frustrated is that, This is all their own fault.
Since losing Draenor, the orcs have been on the road to self-destruction at almost every step. It is precisely because of this that Thrall clearly understands that the orcs no longer need an ambitious leader, but a leader who can lead the tribe to stability. The chief of development.
Eitrigg looked at Thrall who was deep in thought, and couldn't help but worry about Thrall's health - their warchief was still very young and strong, but he didn't worry about the future of the tribe every day, and he was worried that Thrall would become sick from overwork.庺
The clansmen they moved from Draenor still need time to integrate into the new environment. There is no one in the clan who can take over Thrall's position. Eitrigg hopes that Thrall will pay more attention to him more than anything else.
At this moment, there was a sound of heavy footsteps. Thrall and Eitrigg both raised their heads. They looked at the gate of the fortress. A tall figure walked in. His hair was gray, but his figure was But there is no rickets at all, and it is still as tall as a tower.
"Saurfang? Why are you here?" Thrall asked calmly.
"Warchief, there is a guest who wants to see you." Saurfang pointed sideways behind him.
Thrall also saw the "guest" behind Saurfang who was even taller than the orcs. He greeted with some surprise, "Arch Druid Hamuul?! It's been a long time, old friend. The last time we said goodbye was at Mount Hyjal a few years ago."
"Good day, Great Chief of the Orcs, please forgive my sudden visit." Hamuul Runetotem bowed slightly to Thrall.
Although they belong to two camps, the relationship between the Alliance and the Horde is not so tense at the moment, and the Tauren and the Orcs also maintain normal trading relationships. Thrall's character and strength have also won the recognition of most people in Mount Hyjal. , so Hamuul still maintained polite respect for the great chief.庺
"Forgive? No, I'm too late to be happy. I haven't received my former comrades in arms for a long time. Come, sit down here." Thrall walked down from the chief's seat and led Hamuul to the table and chairs aside. Take a seat.
After Eitrigg brought them a jug of water, he and Saurfang stood at the gate inside the fortress and guarded it for them, but they also paid attention to the conversation between Thrall and Hamuul.
After Thrall mixed a glass of water for Hamuul, he noticed that the tauren's cloak was covered with dust. "You came in a hurry? Did something happen? If Shuharu's friends need help, please just ask. .”
Hamuul glanced at Thrall in surprise. He originally thought that the orc chief would not be so easy to talk to, but now he seemed surprisingly enthusiastic.
This undisguised expression naturally could not escape Sal's keen eyes, but he remained calm, waiting for Hamuul's reply.
"Sorry, please forgive me for being rude, but it's not that we are in trouble... to be precise, the entire Kalimdor is in trouble." Hamuul realized his gaffe and said quickly, "The tribe They should also have contacts with the goblins in Gadgetzan. Didn’t the warchief notice that the goblins have become very restrained in recent times?”
Is there such a thing?庺
Thrall frowned and recalled the recent trade situation, and found that just as Hamuir said, the route from Ratchet City to Steamwheedle Port seemed to have been reduced a lot. Some of the supplies and purchased goods of the tribe were exported some time ago. It seemed that they were stuck on the route between Steamwheedle Port and Ratchet City. They even had to raise the price to find merchant ships. However, the goblins who used to regard wealth as their lives abnormally no longer accepted orders.
In the end, they raised the price to the limit they could bear, and then found a mercenary fleet that was part pirate and part caravan to complete their trade mission.
Thrall originally thought that this incident was just an inconspicuous market change, but judging from what Hamuul meant, there was a more serious problem behind it, even so big that it threatened the entire Kalimdor?
Hamuul saw that Thrall had probably already had an impression, so he slowly told the story about the battle between Silithus and Quicksand. When Hamuul's mouth went dry, Thrall also fell into a deathly silence. .
"I see……"
No wonder the elves have disappeared recently, no wonder the goblin companies have fled Tanaris... Thrall quickly took a clear look at the threat of the Qiraji. He looked into Hamuul's eyes and asked in a low voice. , "So, does the Cenarion Circle want to ask for help from us?"
To Thrall's surprise, Hamuul shook his head, "No, on the contrary, Warchief, we just want to inform you to be prepared, whether it is defense or escape, because if the frontline is lost, we do not want any race to Become nourishment for the Qiraji."
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