"Chromie, please let us witness the truth of the matter."

The dwarf activated the phase of time with his dexterous hands. The sand grains fixed at the top of the hourglass began to fall, but did not fall to the bottom. Instead, they flew out through the glass surface. They hovered in the air and formed a circular pattern.

.A clear picture appears within the pattern.

There are two orcs standing in the picture. One is sitting high on the throne of the chief, and the other is kneeling in front of him, with his head lowered. Everyone can recognize the former as Garrosh and the latter as Cromgar.

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"The army has been assembled, Chief." Kromgar in the picture looked heroic, and his voice was not as rough as it is now.

"Remember who you are fighting against, Krom'gar." Garrosh said in the past. "Do you have confidence?"

"I will dedicate the Stonetalon Mountains to you, Chieftain."

"Rather than the Stonetalon Mountains returning to the Horde, what I want to see more is the Alliance bleeding into rivers." Garrosh emphasized. He stood up and slowly walked to Cromgar. He looked down at him. "

I will not allow another Alliance in the Stonetalon Mountains."

Because Kromgar is wearing a helmet in the picture, people cannot see his expression, but his words reveal his dilemma. "However, there is a valley in the Stonetalon Mountains where the Cenarion Circle trains druids. There are

There are many tauren and trolls, and of course, there are also many night elves from the Alliance. They..."
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