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If Orgrimmar has changed, then its new owner has changed. Garrosh was shocked when he appeared in front of everyone. His entire brown body was covered with tattoos, and even his chin was painted with black marks. He exposed his chest and his shoulders were wearing huge shoulder armor decorated with nails, which looked like teeth. No, that was the teeth, made of Manolos' teeth. He held the legendary weapon Blood Roar in his hand, and walked in slowly and strode.

"I welcome you here," he laughed, raised his blood roar high, and then let it go as he walked to the stairs in front of the throne. "You are all members of the tribe, and come to obey the command of the chief."

Aurelia couldn't help but frown. Even if she rarely came to Orgrimmar, she knew that the former chief Thrall never spoke to his allies like this.

Garrosh continued: "I'm going straight to the point. The tribe is facing a huge challenge now. For a long time, Thal has been working hard to protect the peace of the tribe people. However, peace does not bring us food, water, and necessities of our lives. There is a long-term enemy who has been blocking us from obtaining more materials, and we have an unrealistic misconception about it, believing that temporary concessions do not harm the powerful tribe, and peace is the most important thing. However, our kindness is regarded by the enemy as a bargaining chip for gaining momentum. Now, the tribe will no longer bear it. We will be too frustrated by any provocations from the alliance! We will not endure it anymore!" He repeated it last.

After hearing this, Aurelia couldn't help but feel a cold sweat, but this did not surprise her. When Garrosh ordered the gathering of leaders of the tribe's tribes, the Regent had already guessed a little. The tribe would only take tough measures against the alliance in the future, and it might even trigger a war. Aurelia hoped that her idea was wrong, or that the people of Sindore could still not intervene in all military operations of Garrosh.

"For this, we must take the lead." Garrosh paused, his eyes swept over the crowd, deliberately creating a serious atmosphere, "We must attack the Alliance's territory in Kalimdor and tell them who is the real master of this land."

"Real Master?" Woking's tone seemed a little unbelievable, "The dark night elves in the north have been much longer on this land than us. The tribe has never regarded themselves as the owner of this land."

Aurelia couldn't help but shudder. She watched Garrosh's body slowly turn around and face the leader of the Dark Spear Troll. In the tribe, it is probably difficult to find someone who dares to speak out to the new chief like this.

"Let me know clearly, troll." Garrosh said sharply, "The tribe's previous concept belonged to the former chief, and now Thrall has handed over the power of the tribe to me. My decision is the path I should take next."

The hall fell silent as Woking and Garrosh stared at each other in a tit-for-tat way.

A cough came from Prince of Trade Garry Vicks Garrosh and Woking turned their eyes to him.

"Great Chief." The goblin raised his hat with one hand so that the orcs he called could see his eyes. "I smell the smell of war from your words. Go expand and drive away the enemies and seize their resources at the same time. This is a great business. But what I wonder is what you plan to do? Do you have any plans?"

When everyone present heard this, they frowned at Gary Vicks' sharp tone. Aurelia's fist was already clenched. This greedy goblin dared to call war a business. Anyone who heard this sentence would be eroded by anger.

Garrosh burst into laughter, revealing a fang, while nodding as he returned to his throne, and glaring at Woking with contempt. "This is what you should care about." He said, "My plan is simple, only four words, that is, attacking the whole line."

Finally, what Aurelia was most worried about came.

"The Orcs will start wars on multiple lines." Hellscream said proudly, "The Kukaron Legion will head to the Ashes Valley and go deep into the hinterland of the Night Elves. My king Kromga will lead his legion to drive away the alliance of the Stone Claw Mountains. And the Northern Castle will soon disappear from the map."

"Great Chief! The leader of the night elves Tyrande is not a three-year-old child! The alliance's garrison in Kalimdo is also elite." A voice sounded, sounding gentle and rational, and it was Bain Bloodhoof.

"They are useless in front of the tribe!" Garrosh roared, leaving Bain speechless.

Then the Taurus spoke, and Hellscream also said what Mogaole should do: "In the barren land, I heard that the Alliance had mistakenly thought the Taurus was planning an attack due to false information, so Beiwang Castle dispatched a large army to razed the entire Taurus camp to the ground. Now, only robbers are left in the ruins. Many Taurus are dead."

Bain's expression suddenly became heavy. Aurelia noticed that both Woking and Itrig had sympathetic eyes on him.

"But the measure you took was not to fight back, but to build a giant gate on the road to Mogaole. You are escaping war."

"I am avoiding more bloodshed and sacrifice!" Bain said without any concession. But he immediately realized that no matter how calm and powerful his tone was, its content only sounded two words, namely the escape from Garrosh's mouth.

Hellscreamed coldly, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "No matter what you say, the Taurus must send troops to the Northern Castle." He almost didn't give Bain a chance to refute, and his eyes fell on Woking. "As for the trolls, let's settle their 'housework' first."

Aurelia took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled. The rumors were true. A rebellion occurred in the Echo Islands where Woking was located, and the Dark Spear Troll had lost control of her homeland.

Soon Aurelia had no intention of caring about the encounters of other tribe members. After Garrosh assigned Gary Vicks the mission, he locked his eyes on the last tribe member - Xindore.

The Regent stood up from his seat and promised Garrosh: "Quelthalas will fully support the tribe's battle anywhere, the Great Chief. The supplies, soldiers, and scouts you need will be satisfied."

"Very good." Garrosh nodded with satisfaction, but his next words made Aurelia very desperate. "But I think the tribe has always ignored the power of the blood elves."

A strong uneasiness surged into Aurelia's heart, and the female elf felt that she could not breathe.
Chapter completed!