Vol 2 Chapter 1835: Great departure from history (three)

Not many people understand what happened just now, because of the relationship between distance and eyesight, we only see that Kane did press Garrosh, but at the last moment, Garrosh directly killed Kane.
The crowd cheered loudly, covering everything, including Bain's shout: "Poison! Garrosh's axe is poisonous! That mean guy murdered my father."
Did anyone hear that?
Yes, all the tauren around, including Woking, Warock, Dranosh, Gary Vickers, etc. not far away heard it.
Although every orc was around and roaring, at least they all noticed it.
The duel just now is certainly unreasonable and has a huge plot.
Dranosh jumped off the gladiatorial field, and endured to turn over Kane's body unhappy, he immediately saw the green venom spreading on Kane's chest, and the weird green on the edge of the High Blood Chief's [blood roar] .
Vol'jin stared at the scene, and then he turned his head sharply and yelled, "Varrok Sarufal!"
Vol'jin called a name. He not only called Warlock, a notary, he also called the High Warlord who held the tribe's core military power in his hands.
Only Warlock was qualified to declare that this was a shameful [Makgora], and only he could vindicate Kane's grievances.
Warlock's mouth squirmed for a long time before he could not spit out a word.
Announcing this duel?
It's easy!
This obvious evidence, as long as he yelled at Varok, could prove it immediately.
But after that?
Garrosh is bound to be cast aside by the entire tribe, then who will lead the tribe?
The tribe has no more talents to be the chief. Although Garrosh was reckless, at least he killed the traitor and won. No one but him can suppress the young orcs.
Maybe it was a mistake for him to continue to be chief, but if he replaced him, who would dare to say that he could take the tribe out of this desperate situation?
Woking?
No, the identity of his troll is a huge problem, he can't hold back these young orcs. And although Garrosh has a bad personality, his personal force is definitely one of the first in the tribe. Unless it is Gruul's shot, no one, including Woking, can possibly beat him at McGolary.
Thousands of thoughts turned in his head, and finally turned into a sigh, and Warlock lowered his head deeply.
Vol'jin understood everything, and he didn't blame Warlock for his choice.
Some are just endless sadness.
He turned and walked past Baine, and patted the next Tauren patriarch who saw his father murdered.
"One day, we will have Garrosh pay this blood debt."
Without waiting for Bain to respond, Woking Trail left the duel.
Poison is not from Garrosh, but from the conspiracy of Magatha Horror. This doesn't matter, because Garrosh chose to host a dinner at Orgrimmar that night and hung Kane's head on Orgrimmar's gate.
Everything counted on Garrosh.
That same night, Vol'jin found Warlock, took out a vow written with a two-footed dragon skin, and announced to him.
"From this moment on, on behalf of the Dark Spear Troll, I Woking officially announced the peaceful departure of the Horde in accordance with the terms of the declaration made with the Chief of Thrall. If Garrosh chooses to advance, our Dark Spear Troll will The Echo Islands are waiting for the war. Of course, you can also raise your tomahawk to me at this moment, and I will certainly respond with my spear. "
Warlock was stunned, his lips trembling: "Is this ... as for?"
"You have made your choice. The Darkspear Troll has also made your choice. That's it."
Without accepting any retention, Vol'jin left Warlock standing lonely in the Chieftain's Hall.
Even more shocked, almost front and back, Dranosh also found Varok: "The Forsaken announced his departure from the tribe."
"No! This is not true, but you ..."
"I used to be an orc, and you were also my father. But I am dead, and the dead are not entitled to the same rights as the living, aren't they? Garrosh doesn't take me seriously anyway. But I am now Is the leader of the forgotten, and I'm responsible to my people. That's it, father, if you can't stay. Welcome to Winterspring. Or, like Duke, the father of our chief, go to Duke. Marcus is fine too, and for you, that's a good choice. "
Ignoring his totally speechless father, Dranosh finally embraced his father who still had blood flow and temperature with his cold body, then left an oath and left arrogantly.
That night, the goblins and the tauren were announced.
With his sharp voice, Gary Vickers said, "I don't mind people owing me money, but I really care if people owe me money. The tribe owes me too much money. Thrall can't afford it, Garrosh is I do n’t want to pay it back, it ’s my life! The Rusty Waters Chase is finished with the tribe. Want the Rusty Waters Chase to return to the tribe? Yes, pay back the money owed to us first. "
Bain said categorically: "This is an unfair duel, the tauren do not recognize Kane Bloodhoof as a glorious death. The tauren have no intention of confronting the tribe, but if the tribe chooses to attack Mo Gao Lei, the tauren are in Thunder Bluff battled to the end. "
Overnight, the tribe fell apart.
Garrosh lost his temper on the spot when Varoak handed four deeds giving up his tribal status to Garrosh, who woke up the hangover the next morning.
"Betrayal! This is a shameless betrayal! Who gave them the right to betray the tribe?" Garrosh flew on the spot.
Warlock was unmoved: "This was set by the former chief Warrior Thrall who pulled the four major races into the tribe. At that time, all orc chiefs of the tribe signed a consent form, including me on behalf of the Blackrock clan, Thrall of the Frostwolf clan, Grom, who represents the Warsong clan, is your father. At that time, each chieftain agreed that the various races are equal, and the tribe has the right to leave peacefully when the tribe is not in wartime. "
Garrosh covered his aching head: "Isn't the Horde in wartime right now? Who ordered the dismissal?"
"It's you, Chief. After you killed Kane Bloodhoof, you announced the decision personally in front of thousands of orcs at a banquet last night." Warlock said in a deep voice.
Garrosh's face suddenly turned red.
"If I said, would you punish those races like the Dark Spear Troll who dared to leave the Horde while I was unconscious?" Garrosh asked.
"That means you declare war on the four races at the same time. And they are likely to fall to the Alliance." Varok coldly backed up. rw