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Volume 2: Travel Notes on the Eastern Kingdom Chapter 386: Declaration of War, Declaration of War, Declaration of War (Part 2)

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    Strong winds, showers, thunderstorms, earthquakes and tsunamis

    The "natural disaster" that occurred in the waters near Orkaz Island a week ago seems to have become a drunken bragging topic for sailors and pirates, and one of the best evidences for the power of Tidehunter Neptulon.

    And after experiencing the multiple ravages of the wrath of nature, Okaz Island, which used to be mysterious and ghostly in the eyes of sailors, like a terrifying forbidden land, has now changed beyond recognition.  In the "burial place" of Old Tang and Jaina, the underground corridor that was originally magnificent or a huge undertaking has collapsed into a messy and compact ruin. After being buried brightly by the violent wind and rain,  It will never be the same again.

    Today, nearly a week later, there is another depressing and busy scene above the ruins:

    Hundreds of strong orcs and tauren men were shirtless and shouting slogans, carrying rocks and excavating earth under the command and dispatch of more than a dozen low-level officers;

    Dozens of rough machines, spitting out black smoke and roaring with noise, were like large gophers, working at full capacity under the control of goblin pilots, quickly digging out dark underground passages.  The surface of the machine is covered with absurd and permeable blood-red spray paint and warnings such as "Explosives, high risk!" "Cherish life, operate with caution!", making it easy for people to separate these dangerous metal hunks from those crazy ones.  Goblin products are linked together;

    Beside the ruins, orc shamans, tauren druids, blood elf mages, and even troll witch doctors and goblin engineers, all special ability users with different beliefs and skills, gathered together to discuss in a low voice and jitters.  In other words, they are arguing about each other's construction plans, each holding on to his own opinions and disagreeing with each other.

    "Queen Theramore is afraid of something unexpected happening, and the life or death of the Grand Overseer is unknown."

    A week ago, when this bloody message was immediately transmitted back to Thunder Bluff by the surviving KGB team, the Shuharu clan and even the entire tribe seemed to have experienced a magnitude 9 earthquake!

    Jaina¡¯s life and death are at stake.

    Although the alliance and tribes have been able to maintain a fragile peace and recuperate over the years, this woman's mediation and unremitting efforts are indeed indispensable.  But after all, except for Thrall, who was a bit ambiguous with her in rumors, other tribal leaders were more or less suspicious and wary of this strong woman from the Alliance who was well-versed and prestigious.

    Now that something like this has happened, those tribal leaders who were still worried that this woman would subtly influence Warchief Thrall's decision-making, even if they can't talk about applauding and celebrating, have also made many people advocate being tough on the alliance.  The hawks really breathed a sigh of relief.  Even the few people who have some connection and friendship with the Queen of Theramore.  He wouldn't worry too much about her safety.

    It really worries the tribal leaders.  What caused the entire tribe to be shaken by public opinion was the sturdy, tough, and trustworthy figure in people's memories!

    Gude*horror totem!

    He is the current leader of the Grimtotem Clan, the founder and leader of the Dragon Wrestling Legion, and the next helmsman appointed by the Tauren Clan; he is the youngest Grand Overlord of the tribe, and a hot power in the entire Azeroth.  Boss; he is a new general who leads his men across Kui Island, stands tall on the sea and mountains, and dominates Kalimdor. He is a heroic master who is dubbed the "Power of the Titans"

    Time flies.

    Ten years of planning and planning, ten years of hard work.  After ten years of life and death, a series of dazzling and weighty titles and titles were piled on Old Tang's head one after another.  The name Gud* Horrible Totem has long since grown into a flag for the Shuharu clan and even the entire tribe.

    But now, various rumors about the flag being broken by the alliance conspiracy are spreading rapidly throughout the tribe. How can this not make the tribe's soldiers and civilians, who have always admired powerful figures, furious and even shocked and crazy?

    And then, when the brother of Great Overseer Gude, Anak* Horrible Totem, was suddenly poisoned and assassinated less than three days after the disappearance of the Great Overseer, and the news that his life was in danger was spread, adding fuel to the fire, the whole situation became even more  The fuse was lit!

    ??The peace between the tribal alliances was struggling to maintain and was on the verge of being broken.  This time it was like a volcano that had finally ended its dormancy and was completely out of control!

    "Send troops! Take revenge! I will tear those despicable, shameless, damn humans to pieces!!!"

    The excavation of the collapsed ruins was still continuing, but a sharp and undisguised roar suddenly came from not far away from the construction site.

    Looking at the two heavy and ferocious war hammers "Titan Power" that were just excavated from under the ruins and pulled by several Kodo beasts in front of me,The eyes of the engraved Magatha Horror Totem were red, and he was gnashing his teeth as he glared at the figures of different heights in front of him. His hoarse voice was full of uncontrollable anger and madness.

    "Kane! I only have these two nephews! But now one is alive and dead, and there is no news at all; the other was poisoned and assassinated and is dying!"

    Aunt Magatha¡¯s red eyes slowly focused on the silent and serious face of the frowning Cairn Bloodhoof.  He yelled angrily in a gloomy voice that was almost squeezed out: "The Grim Totem has been plotted! We Shuharu have been plotted! This is a provocation! This is an undisguised declaration of war!"

    "Kane!" Looking at Kane* Bloodhoof's expression that was still deep in thought.  Magasa's old face, which he saw every day, became even more twisted because of the anger in his chest. He almost roared and said an ultimatum: "Send troops or not. Revenge or not, you give me a happy word!"

    "At worst, we, Grimtotem, will fight to Stormwind City by ourselves!"

    "Elder Magatha, please calm down first." Seeing that the atmosphere among the few people was getting tense after a few words, Chief Sal, who was thinking about the causes and consequences of the whole thing, the pros and cons, had to hurry up.  Bu stood up and spoke before Kane to comfort him and ease the atmosphere: "Whether Goode was killed is just our guess. Maybe things can turn around."

    "I don't want to hear your useless comfort now, green boy!"

    Before Salsar could finish his words, the furious Magatha* Horrible Totem interrupted him with a rude wave of his hand, and then "turned the gun" on Salzar, who was slightly embarrassed and unhappy.  Er asked sharply:

    "As the chief of the tribe, what do you mean? Does the tribe declare war or send troops?"

    "There are still many doubts about Goode's disappearance that have not yet been clarified, and it is not yet time to draw a final conclusion. Before the incident is clear, we cannot judge rashly who is behind the scenes."  The phrase "green boy" that relies on one's old man to show off one's old age was quite off-putting, but Thrall took a deep breath and tried his best to analyze the suspicious points.  Trying to convince Magatha to think about the greater good.  Don't start a fight lightly.

    Thrall¡¯s avoidance of war is not because Thrall is indifferent to the disappearance of Goode and Jaina, nor does it mean that Thrall is weak and cowardly, fearing the alliance.

    Several years of getting along with each other have already given Thrall an inexplicable affection for the resolute and resolute Queen of Theramore. Coupled with the feeling of indebtedness over the incident involving the admiral, the combination gradually made Thrall feel towards her.  Jaina had a vague feeling; and between Gude and Thrall.  It was a fateful friendship that came out of a hammer blow on the battlefield.

    When it comes to concerns about these two people, Thrall, the chief of the tribe, is no less worried than anyone present.

    As for saying that Thrall is afraid of the Alliance, this is a complete joke!

    The orcs who fell in Azeroth were able to regain their freedom from human slavery and rise from the ashes. This was a situation that was achieved bit by bit under the leadership of Thrall!

    In terms of his contribution to the orcs and his reputation in the human kingdom, Thrall is not inferior to the former warchief Orgrim* Doomhammer!

    Will a leader who has emerged from blood and thunder be afraid of war?

    Who believes it?

    The reason why I have been trying to persuade the leaders of the tribe to stay calm.  Trying to avoid breaking the peace with the alliance is just because he thinks more and further than others!

    With a view of the overall situation that is truly superior to that of the tribal leaders, Thrall clearly knows who the real enemy of the tribe is: not the alliance occupying the other side of the two powers, but the endless undead Scourge and the Burning Legion, those who are lurking in the dark.  An endless stream of other cruel and cunning forces

    When two tigers fight, one of them will be injured.

    When the war between the two behemoths of the Alliance and the Horde resumes, it is the best time for the real enemies to resurrect and make a comeback!

    And the wisdom gained from the miserable life in the prisoner-of-war camp and the sword-fighting war allowed Sal to see too many suspicious things from this incident:

    The unknown man behind the scenes, the complicated power game, the motives that are nowhere to be found, and the entangled interests behind the chaos

    All this made Sal involuntarily think of the word conspiracy.

    And as long as everything has something to do with conspiracy.  No matter how cautious you are!

    It¡¯s a pity that Thrall¡¯s efforts were in vain after all.

    "Before I came, His Royal Highness the Prince, who had received the news of the disappearance of Lord Goode, had already issued an order." The blood elf regent Lor'themar Theron, who had been silent beside the big bosses, suddenly interjected lightly, attracting the attention of the audience.  The attention of all the big guys.

    "No matter who the opponent is. Sin'dorei will fight side by side with Shuharu."

      A faint promise was like a bombshell, which immediately shocked several leaders.  He still looked tepid, but the blood elf regent's next words were like an unsheathed sword, clearly indicating Silvermoon City's attitude:

    "Although His Royal Highness the Prince and his expeditionary force are unable to participate in the war in Draenor, except for the Blood Eagle Legion and the newly formed Sunwalker troops who need to be stationed in Silvermoon City to guard against the Amani Trolls entrenched in Zul'Aman, the rest are still  The troops remaining in Azeroth include the three legions of Morning Frontier, Eclipse, and Flame Blade, as well as a thousand Farstrider troops and fifty magisters, twenty spellbreakers, and thirty Taio.  The mage group composed of magic guards has been assembled to prepare for war and is ready to go out at any time."

    It ¡¯s already a shock, and it¡¯ s amazing.

    At the critical moment, "Aqiang", who has always had the least sense of existence, dropped a "blockbuster".

    Facts have once again proved that in the tribe, a military alliance that advocates power and believes in the supremacy of strength, "confrontation and blood for blood" is the code of conduct for the vast majority of people.  Well, even the blood elves who seem to be the most sane and calm on the surface are the same.

    ¡°Well, speaking of it, if the astonished Thrall at this moment knew what Prince Kael¡¯thas and his people did in the future like Old Tang, I¡¯m afraid he would retract his previous wild and unreliable evaluation.

    After all, being able to do such a weird and jaw-dropping thing as taking home Naaru, who was worshiped as a god, as a "battery" completely proves that these Sin'dorei who seem to be arrogant, rational, and gentle on the surface  There is a crazy ferocity in their bones. Extremism and fanaticism are the nature that flows in the blood of this race.

    "Security guards fight with gangsters and take advantage of gangsters, full service!"

    The message conveyed by the Blood Elf Regent to Prince Kael'thas undoubtedly set the tone for this debate.  As soon as Lor'themar Theron finished speaking, Gazlowe, the Lord of Ratchet City who had been crowned Trade Prince, followed closely behind and expressed the attitude of the goblins of Ratchet City in a timely manner:

    "Ordnance, food, first-aid supplies, artillery shells, bombs, grenades, all the materials that may be urgently needed for the war have been piled up in Ratchet City's warehouse. Although I prefer to be friendly and make money. But as long as the tribe can come up with enough gold coins. Hot Sand Consortium Ratchet  The Jiacheng Chamber of Commerce can open up the supply, there is no upper limit!"

    Bowing slightly to Magatha, who had glaring eyes, Gazlowi then gave a seemingly awkward chest-stroking salute to a tribal leader, and continued supplementaryly: "As the Great Governor of Gude, he has long been  As a trading partner, I will do my best for this precious 'friendship'."

    "The materials purchased by the tribe in Ratchet City can enjoy the highest discounts during the 9th Five-Year Plan, and the Blackwater Fleet will be responsible for transporting them to any tribal territory on both sides of the Endless Sea!" He blinked his pair of shoes that looked shrewd from the inside out.  With two big eyes like lightbulbs, the Lord of Ratchet City let out an aria-like exclamation that made it difficult to tell whether it was true or false:

    "Oh. Poor Goode, he is as good a person as gold coins, and he is an excellent trading partner!"

    Regardless of whether Gazlowe, the trade prince, sincerely wants to help, or whether he wants to take advantage of the opportunity to make war fortune, as a force that has not explicitly stated that it will join the tribe, Ratchet City represented by Gazlowe can say  Say something like this.  Even putting aside the neutral stance that he has always insisted on, secretly siding with the tribe, this is already beyond everyone's expectations.

    The successive support of Lor'themar Theron and Gazlowe undoubtedly made Aunt Magatha, who was originally furious, look much better.  Nodding slightly to thank the two of them, the legendary shaman with great strength once again looked at Thrall who was frowning slightly. He didn't care about his status as a great chief and sarcastically said in a tone of educating his juniors:

    ¡°Orc boy, don¡¯t let me look down on you!¡±

    The red eyes narrowed slightly, flashing with a sinister light.  Magatha continued half threatening and half aggressive:

    "Gude has praised me more than once before, saying that you are the best in the tribe. You are also the most trustworthy and respected leader. He has high praise for your diplomacy, way of dealing with things and leadership ability. But now. I feel this way.  Everything is a slap in the face!¡±

    "Since the tribe is led by you, you must shoulder your responsibilities and obligations! To swallow your anger after being provoked? Boy, is this your way of leadership? How could the ancestor souls and elemental spirits favor a weak guy like you?  ?¡±

    "That's enough, Magatha!"

    Seeing that Magatha's Grimtotem's words were getting more and more exaggerated, Kane Bloodhoof, who had been thinking about the doubts and context of the whole matter, finally couldn't help but stop him and said: "Thall is the chief of the tribe, pay attention to you.  Attitude!"

    "Shut up, you coward Kane! Stop interrupting when I'm talking!"

      Even though Kane Bloodhoof is a calm and generous elder, he is still a tauren with a stubborn temper after all!

    "Use your scheming mind, you shrew Magatha!"

    Facing the "opponent" who had been fighting each other on and off for most of his life since they passed the adult trial together, that insulting curse completely made the already heavy-hearted and gloomy Tauren chief explode uncharacteristically:

    "War is not a child's play, and war against the Alliance is not something that can be decided with just one word of anger!"

    "Stop playing tricks on me. Can you please help me avenge Gude and Anak? Don't be so unmanly as a man!"

    ""

    ""

    Just as the "civil war" between the two tauren bosses was intensifying, a group of windslave guards composed of bipedal dragon knights rushed from the distant sky. It looked like Orgrimmar was in that direction!

    The sudden change caused the quarrels in the field to gradually stop.  Whether it was Thrall, Magatha, Kane, or Lor'themar, Vol'jin, or Gazlowe, everyone's attention was invariably focused on the gradually clear figure of the bipedal wyvern in the lead.  above:

    An old but strong body, a ferocious battle armor, a tough and tough aura, and an iconic battle ax that never leaves the body and drinks countless blood

    What important matter happened that the hero-level master King Saurfang stationed in Orgrimmar personally led the team to convey it?

    "Great Chief, urgent military affairs!"

    Before the flying dragon landed, King Saurfang's slightly older but still vigorous figure had already jumped down from the saddle, and took a few steps to report seriously and briefly:

    "The Duke Regent of Stormwind City, Bolvar Fordragon, has jointly signed an order with Countess Katrana, President of the Noble Council, and Archbishop Benedictus, Patriarch of the Cathedral of Holy Light!"

    ¡°Because of the disappearance of King Varian Wrynn, Stormwind City officially declares war on Thunder Bluff and Orgrimmar!¡±

    "King Magni Bronzebeard of Ironforge and the dwarf great craftsman Mekkatorque have decided to fulfill the alliance oath on behalf of the dwarves and dwarves and declare war on Thunder Bluff and Orgrimmar. Currently, the only alliance side is Darnassus.  High Priest Tyrande Whisperwind has yet to make a clear statement."

    "Boom", after hearing this ridiculous news, all the tribe leaders were shocked, and the same idea appeared in their minds!

    The Alliance actually declared war on the Horde first?  The tribe hasn't given them any trouble yet!

    what is this?

    Will the evildoer file a complaint first?

    Or do those Alliance scum really treat the tribes as temperless clay men and weak persimmons?

    At this moment, everyone has forgotten who is behind the scenes and what is suspicious.  Except for the gloomy Thrall and the dumbfounded Gazlowe, the rest of the angry leaders and bosses had only one thought left in their minds:

    Start the war!  (To be continued)

    ps: I won¡¯t say anything anymore as a sign that I still don¡¯t have a eunuch in the end, so please be gentle.
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