Chapter 1544: Tribal Plight

Obviously the tribe is paying for its carelessness.
The situation is like an endless loop:
The tribe lacked food, and hunting alone could not meet the needs of the rapidly growing orc population. The Alliance is not Kaishantang. If you want to ask the Alliance for food, you must exchange for ore. Traditional Draenor orcs also hate productive work. Not only do they refuse to be miners themselves, even clans have resisted handing their hard labor to the tribe and pulling them to the mines.
If there is no food, the major clan will also do it according to tradition-just go to another house to grab.
The next clan didn't have it, and they went like locusts towards the place where they had food. In Kalimdor's tribal control zone, the most fertile land is the thunder cliffs gladly grassed.
A lot of hungry orc clans ignored Sal's ban and reached out to the Kodo herd of tauren. In their eyes, this huge beast is a prey worthy of the tribal warriors.
Kane Bloodhoof ran to Thrall with two heads for three days. Thrall ordered the Trolls to forbid the orcs from taking possession of the Tauren, but poaching was still very serious. Not only poaching, but also private fighting every day.
Draenor's orcs, ogres, and even Gron under Gruul all came to eat at Thunder Bluff.
Making Kane freak out, he sent the tauren out of the tribe.
In the end, Thrall had to make Warlock Saurfal and his chief warrior patrol the border of Thunder Bluff. When he caught the poacher, he was executed publicly, only to suppress the situation.
Unfortunately, Thunder Bluff is the shortest and most convenient way to the desolate land in the tribal area. As long as the tauren stay in the tribe, there is no reason to refuse the orcs to pass through their own territory. It made the tauren look like a thief, staring at every orc who passed through the avenue.
This further exacerbates conflicts within the tribe.
Now, seeing the Scourge's report is likely to sweep Azeroth's report again, Thrall inspected at the crossroads of the Barrens, feeling deeply frustrated after reading the report: "Am I wrong? I spent a lot For half a year, I still could n’t let the people live a stable life ...

Always very firm eyes, began to have a confused light.
Vol'jin didn't know how to persuade Thrall, but he patted Thrall's shoulder: "No, Chief, you've done a good job, no one in the Horde can do better than you."
In fact, this is also Thrall.
Changing from a safari nation to a farming nation, even if it was put into Duke's dynasty, is not a simple matter, nor is it an easy job that can be done in the middle of the night.
In history, the Han people merged with many nomadic peoples, but it often required the efforts of several generations to constantly change their customs and provide better living conditions and job opportunities before slowly completing the transformation.
The best way to divert internal conflicts was war.
Unfortunately, the Alliance will not give the Horde this opportunity. The absolute power gap is not only known by the orcs that Thrall brought from the Eastern Kingdoms. Even the orcs who had migrated from Draenor knew.
When the Alliance was transporting orcs, under the guidance of Duke, he never hesitated to display the muscles of the Alliance-disciplined soldiers, earth-shattering artillery, booming tanks, and huge warships.
Although the objects of each cleanup are scattered demons or crazy orcs, it is enough to impress anyone who has seen this scene in the tribe.
Seriously, Thrall felt a little miracle. Almost every night when he lay down, he wondered if the alliance would turn around and destroy the tribe without the oppression of foreign enemies ...
However, Thrall couldn't think too much at this time. He will never forget how in the south of Dalaran ten years ago, he led a tribe that had just regained his liberty to fight the Scourge.
Even if the Horde now has a branch of the Forgotten, but the Forgotten will not be too much, can not be compared with the Scourge Legion that spreads death arbitrarily.
"Oh!" Thrall sighed deeply: "Wojin! The order has assembled the fighters of the Frostwolf clan and selected fighters suitable for the cold weather from the Horde. Duke's previous expedition to Northrend, we have to accept it Accepted."
"Who's going to lead?" Woking wasn't actually a question, but reminded Thrall.
Now that the atmosphere within the tribe is so rigid, most other races are reluctant to go on expeditions. No one wants to go out here. The old home there has been copied by their own people.
Especially tauren.
The alliance puts forward requirements for cooperative operations, most of which are infantry. The tauren don't go, only orcs on melee.
Thrall's eyes had inseparable sorrow, and while he was a little stunned, a young and majestic figure came into his vision.
It was a burly young orc.
Unlike the traditional Draenor orc, he was more disciplined, and at the same time he believed in the honor and firm ideals his father believed in.
And his character determines that he will be a brave fighter until the last moment.
"Let Dranosh go, what do you think?"
Dranosh is Dranosh Sarufal, who is also known as Saurfang Jr.
He is the young son of Warlock Sarufal, and the nephew of the tribal hero Brox Sarufal.
Regardless of pedigree, status, or record, they are the leaders of the younger generation.
only……
"Does the league think we are not interesting enough?" Woking reminded Thrall cautiously.
Thrall smiled bitterly: "In this situation, can I go away? Can Warlock go away? Or do you want to go?"
None of the tribal leaders could leave. Now the tribe is like a gunpowder barrel. Thrall wasn't in town here, and the Horde would perish without the attack of the Lich King in minutes.
As the first adviser under Thrall, Woking is not only the leader of the trolls, but also the harmonizer. Many things that the chief warrior does not show up for, he will show up.
Kane was nervous, and certainly wouldn't go out.
Anastrian has a ghost in his heart and will not appear in front of the league.
And Gary Vickers, the rusty chaebol ... will this ruthless and cunning prince of trade be willing to fight for the tribe?
Nothing but the taller one.
Thrall was comforting himself and was telling Woking: "The alliance has a lot of talents, and the tribe must cultivate its own talents. Otherwise, we will fall behind even more. Sometimes, we can only let the younger generations go. "
Actually Thrall is also very young, he is now 25 years old. Nehsar made his debut early and became the founder of the new tribe ten years ago, becoming just senior.
He said this, and Vol'jin could not refute, saying cautiously: "Duke Marcus' personal integrity is still very good. At least he has never ruined his promises and never deliberately harmed the tribe."
"I can only hope everything goes well." Thrall sighed.