Chapter 1653: No third way (second more)

"Wow! What a terrible monster!"
"Does your Majesty really fight such a monster?"
"Holy Light! Your Majesty is extraordinary."
Looking at Yug Salon, who was extremely scary even after his death, the people, the soldiers, and so on.
Then she saw the same ten-story giantess in the picture.
"That's a giant!" Exclaimed a little boy.
"What a beautiful giant!" A little girl sighed at Freya.
"Shh! That's one of the guardians of Azeroth. Allied with us to protect the world. Keep respect!" Their mother took the child and explained patiently: "If you grow up, you want to follow Guardians fight side by side to protect our village, you must be as strong as our Majesty. "
The children nodded their heads.
When seeing Freya throwing artifact pieces into Yoggsaron's mouth, a terrible acid mist appeared, and Freya was suppressed by the power of the Titan Rune, and then tumbling, re-fusion, and finally let a handful of mystery The turquoise hammer hit the acid, and the whole league suddenly boiled.
[Valanel Hammer of Ancient Kings] There is a 'I' shaped handle that looks like copper inlay, and it is suspended between the handle and the hammer head. A group of mysterious Titan Rune Arrays emit warm cyan glow, supporting the hammer handle and hammer head with mysterious and mysterious energy.
It looked like an unknown mysterious vessel's hammer head, wrapped in cyan hemispheres with bronze edges. Not only are these cyan hemispheres exuding a charming luster, there are two earthen reliefs on both sides of the hammer head that will occasionally rise from the hammer and rotate counterclockwise around the hammer head, it looks really cool.
"Ahhhhh"
"Look! Artifact"
"I didn't expect to be lucky to see the birth of an artifact in my life!"
That is an ancient call!
That is proof of strength!
That is the glow of life!
In the eyes of the people and generals, it is a symbol of glory.
Looking at it, the people suddenly felt that they worked three shifts, and the hard work was worth it.
Looking at it, the soldiers even felt that it was worth throwing their blood on the head and their companions!
Everyone couldn't help crying.
As far away as Kalimdor, in the Hall of the Valley of Heroes in Orgrimmar, tribal chiefs such as Thrall, Vol'jin, and Kane gathered together, staring at each other for a long time.
"This is the artifact's trophy?" Thrall asked in a deep voice.
"Fifth." Woking's voice was sad and unhappy.
"The fifth one ..." Thrall sighed.
It ’s not the fifth one if you do n’t build or get it yourself.
The first is the Wind Sword, the second is the Enchanted Hammer, the third is Etiyes, and the fourth is Solidar. (Although Essinos' double-edged sword is also an artifact, for the future, Duke did not order the confiscation of Illidan's weapon, but sealed it away from the prison where Illidan was held.)
It is deceiving to say that you are not envious. Thrall couldn't even fool himself. But what stand does the tribe take for this eye-popping booty?
I can't grab it.
The gap between the alliance and the Horde is already very large. In terms of high-end combat power, the Alliance has a bunch of demigods, and the tribe is now ... well, Gruul, the king of Goron, is half. Unfortunately, it is still disobedient and has no tribal concept. In the mortal army, the gap in combat power is not an era. Large-scale modern firearms can definitely hit the tribe to find teeth.
If it is cooperation, the tribe contributes so little, so sorry to ask?
Anyway, a few chiefs went out to represent them. This time there was only one Garrosh and a small Saurfang. It ’s a pity that other people do n’t want you to join the League of Heroes. You ca n’t even take the army.
Think of it as discouraged.
Thrall looked around. Anastrian, sitting on a white-bone chair in the Chiefs' Hall, was an illusion. Thrall noticed that since the Sunwell incident on the other side of the alliance, the Lord Sun King has become nervous, killed and refused to come to the Chieftain's Hall, evaded for various reasons. The tasks assigned by the tribe to the forgotten are similarly all sorts of excuses, and they will never send any manpower unless absolutely necessary.
Although Thrall hasn't figured out yet, what the former Sun King's sneaky thoughts caused him to shrink to his new dark city in Winter Spring Valley even if he offends the chief warrior, but this does not prevent Thrall from alerting him. Directly to the top.
If it weren't for the Horde being in extreme difficulty, Thrall said that everything must be done against the forgotten.
The spirit of the goblin trade prince Gary Vickers, who is next to the bone bone seat, is best to understand, his face is an expression that he thought was miserable by the tribe. For high-tech things, don't think about orcs, trolls, goron, and tauren. The only tribe that the Horde can rely on is the more advanced Goblin.
Unfortunately for the goblin goblins, this is no longer blood transfusion, but cutting meat.
After taking refuge in the tribe, the Rusty Waters Chase has lost its neutral position. Now the Alliance does not even find the Rusty Waters Chase for occasional business. The hot sand consortium most visited by Gadgetzan. Seeing his goblin compatriots making a lot of money, Gary Vicks's Petite was depressed. He was totally itchy.
In the hall, the largest chair originally prepared for Gruul, the king of Goron, was not taken seriously by the other side from the beginning. Gruul had sat there two or three times, and was impatient each time.
The development of the tribe is not good, the people are distracted, and the team is not good enough.
After discussing the daily affairs of the tribe, the leaders dispersed, and Thrall left Vol'jin alone. No one was surprised, Vol'jin is now the tribal leader and Thrall's most valued think tank.
"What do you think of the strength of the league?"
Woking's wise eyes flashed in succession, and what he said from his mouth was a thrilling saying: "The tribe is standing on a trifurcation. Or all the troops and strong men of the tribe are sent in every battle. It ’s the leader of the league or Duke Marcus, who is fully integrated into the league and thoroughly mixed. "
Thrall asked nothing, but asked lightly, "What about the second way?"
"Find a strong support, at least you can resist the power of Azeroth's Titan Guardian, and then take a direct counterattack while the Alliance is endlessly fighting ..." Although the voice of Woking's words was calm, The words were cruel and bloody.
Thrall stood on his hands, looking out into the distance. From the Valley of the Kings, Orgrimmar was still expanding, but the triumphant expression was not seen on the faces of every tribe member. He suddenly asked: "There is no third Is there a way? "
"With my wisdom ... nothing!"