Chapter 1989 Thrall Is Gone

So many leaders in the alliance dream of wiping out all the orcs.

Now Thrall actually jumped out and asked Frostwolf to join the alliance. This situation is really subtle and embarrassing.

Thrall is attacking the Alliance so hard, even if he takes a step back and allows the Frostwolf to join the Alliance, will the Frostwolf reap the rewards?

"You..." Varian was almost furious.

Duke was still experienced in dealing with things. He held down Varian's shoulder armor with one hand and said, "Deputy Commander Varian's order was correct. After all, when the tribe declared war on the Alliance, the Frostwolf clan was still a part of the orthodox tribe. Since the declaration of war, Since that day, the Alliance has not had any diplomatic contact with the Frostwolf Clan."

Thrall suddenly realized that he had made a mistake: "The Frostwolf Clan and the Blackstone Clan have raised the flag of crusade against the evil warchief Garrosh who has taken refuge in Y'Shaarj."

Duke insisted: "It was a rebellion within the tribe, at most an uprising. In your slogan at that time, you did not declare the two clans to be independent from the tribe. So until now, the Alliance has separated your Frostwolf clan Defined as the remnants of the tribe, there is nothing wrong with that!”

Varian's face softened slightly.

Everyone could see that Duke regained the game without losing his composure.

Thrall raised his head: "Then... Your Excellency, Commander of the Alliance, do you want to arrest us now in the name of the remnants of the tribe?"

Just when Duke was about to speak, who knew that at the VIP table, a certain dragon king with the appearance of a night elf smiled.

Nozdormu sent Duke a message with a special telepathic message: "Yo, Duke. My duties were already over. Even when the Cataclysm thickened, the future I saw for a long time was It became blank. I originally thought it was because the world was writing a new 'history'. But do you know?"

"What do you know?" Duke telepathically replied angrily.

"I just saw a scene from another timeline. That's another 'history' direction. Well, interestingly enough, Garrosh Hellscream was not killed. He went there with the help of one of my traitors. He went to another time line and created the [Iron Tribe] in an attempt to counterattack the main timeline, and was then destroyed by the alliance and tribes of this world. More than ten years passed over there. Durotan did not die, but the child he gave birth to Not Thrall as a son, but a daughter named Gaiala."

"Pfft!" Duke spat out unceremoniously.

Damn it, Thrall actually turned into a girl? Became a female orc?

No more little Gou Gou?

Could such nonsense really happen?

Nozdormu's laughter came: "Things in other timelines cannot be confirmed. Maybe the future will change. Who knows! The future represents infinite possibilities. Anyway... don't you think you are half of the Magic Network? God, the strongest hero in Azeroth, is he still afraid of a little orc hero who has lost his power?"

yes!

I, Duke, am scared of him.

Could Sal still be able to uncover the Five Fingers Mountain of my Tathagata Buddha?

Once you enter the alliance, it's as deep as the sea. Once you get in, Thrall won't be able to cause trouble.

On the surface, Duke is full of character and fair and strict: "Remnants of the tribe? If you choose to fight to the end, then my answer is yes. The Alliance will not be afraid of war and guerrilla warfare that cannot be brought to the table. Of course, if the Frostwolf clan If you choose to request to join the Alliance, then I announce in the name of the Alliance Commander that the Throne Council will review and vote on the Frostwolf Clan’s application.”

Duke turned his head and said, "Come here, please invite the two distinguished guests from the Frostwolf Clan to the State Guesthouse in Lordaeron City. We will receive them as a clan leader."

Duke spoke like this, and the guards below could only put away their weapons, and Lena Stormlance made a 'please' gesture.

Sal also sighed secretly.

He is forcing Duke, but actually he is also afraid. Not to mention that he is no longer the chief of the tribe, even if he is still the chief, he has lost the position of equal dialogue with Duke.

This kind of adventure can only be used once.

Presumably in the future, the alliance will strengthen security and revise various regulations, such as refusing to accept the alliance under the city or taking the opportunity to threaten, blocking the last possibility of being caused by the enemy.

But, this time, the Frostwolf has passed the test, right?

The farce came to an end, but with Thrall's interruption, the atmosphere of triumph was immediately diluted.

However, the ceremony must continue!

Duke showed a slightly embarrassed but polite smile: "Think about it, everyone. Even the former chief of the tribe led his clan to apply to join the alliance. In fact, doesn't this just prove the justice of the alliance's war against the tribe? We With the support and efforts of all Alliance members, this sacred war was finally won. We should be happy. Aren’t we?”

"Yes! That's right!" The faces of the alliance leaders and the people looked much better.

"Eh? Let me think about it, in this case, wouldn't I become Thrall's predecessor?" The dwarf was just funny, and the great craftsman Gelbin's seemingly funny words immediately made everyone feel comfortable.

What is forceful style?

This is the style!

In the past, the great chiefs of the tribes did not serve as slaves of the conquered people, but took the initiative and pitifully came to work as shoe-carriers for the Alliance.

This kind of sourness... is simply awesome!

For a moment, the atmosphere became heated again.

After finally recovering the situation, of course we continue to celebrate!

Duke raised his hand, and Vashchi, who appeared directly in the form of a naga, came over.

"Back then, Storm Naga joined the alliance as a third-level vassal race. Now I am honored to announce that Storm Naga has been upgraded to the second level."

There are many Naga clans, but speaking of it, Naga can also be regarded as one of the elders of the alliance. After all, the earliest Raging Scale Naga joined Duke's staff before the First World War. Ordinary people can't tell the difference between Raging Scale Naga and Storm Naga. Anyway, they are all under Vashj's control now.

Storm Naga, who was once subordinate to Illidan, was upgraded this time, which is even more exemplary.

The triumphal ceremony finally ended successfully amid laughter and laughter.

This day is destined to belong to the alliance.

Tribe has become a thing of the past.

The alliance reception after the dinner is also a good time for discussion.

In a secret room dedicated to talking, the main bosses of the alliance gathered together.

Varian was the first to speak, and he was still a little unwilling: "Are we going to let the orcs go now?"

Muradin was still mature. He patted Varian on the shoulder: "Without the Horde, the orcs will no longer be a problem. You are not just a king now."

Jaina gently turned the cup of black tea in her hand: "How many people can a Frostwolf clan have? Less than 50,000 people. Besides, it is impossible for us to give the Frostwolves the first-class status. In the future, we will use war to control the Frostwolves. The population is. As long as he enters the alliance's system, we have 10,000 ways to restrict or even kill the orcs."

After some words, the leaders suddenly had no objection.