Vol 2 Chapter 125: : Wolf's Decision and Guy

In the city hall of the Redridge Mountain Fortress, a long table is placed in the center of the hall. On both sides are the humans of the Storm Kingdom and the orcs of the Frostwolf clan. This style of negotiation is very characteristic of human society.
what? Orc-style negotiations? Oh, that's all around the big campfire, eating meat and drinking.
At the moment Durotan frowned, thinking about the peace agreement proposed by King Lane on behalf of the Union.
There are three ways before him:
The first road, waiting for the opportunity, goes north to the Alterac Valley, where the icy and snowy climate is very similar to the Frostfire Ridge, the home of the Frostwolf clan. The Frostwolf tribe will re-establish its own deep in the Alterac Mountains Homeland, and must not respond to the call of the tribe again, must live independently and neutrally.
The second way is to wait for the opportunity to go to the wetland area and settle in the mild and humid environment of the wetland. The land there is still fertile and the climate is neither hot nor cold. It is suitable for the survival and reproduction of creatures, but correspondingly, the frost wolf The clan must join the alliance to join the Kingdom of Stormwind and the dwarves and gnome.
The third way, across the endless sea, to the barren land of Kalimdor mainland, the vast expanse of land is twice as large as the Frostfire Ridge, but the climate is dry, lack of water, and difficult Planting a large area of ​​crops, correspondingly, the Frostwolf Orcs can have great autonomy. In addition to prohibiting hooking with the tribes that are now going north, the Frostwolf clan loves how to toss and how to toss, everyone will think of you as Azeroth A member of the world.
Seeing his husband's expression, Draka squeezed Durotan's big hand, and the latter turned his head to look at his wife's trusting look.
Draka, a strong female orc, has always been her sage and internal help, and is loved by the clan. She is also a glorious warrior who does not lose to anyone.
Durotan exhaled heavily, and his mind had made a decision.
The first path ca n’t be taken, let ’s not say that the Alterac Mountains are located in the hinterland of the human kingdoms in the north, and they are enemies on all sides. Even if absolute neutrality is restored, no one would be willing to communicate and trade with the Frostwolf clan. It is the situation of being trapped alive, and it will always be in the palm of others.
The second path cannot be taken, or it is unwilling to go.
Although the wetland area is the most suitable for settlement, the price paid is to join the alliance, and then face the former compatriot and old friend Orgrim, which Durotan absolutely disagrees with.
Even if the tribe was lured and fallen by the evil energy of Gul'dan, even if the orcs had lost their former nobility and glory, they were still the tribe, and they were still their own compatriots. It was not a glorious move to meet them. This will shame the ancestors.
Then there is only a third way to choose from. The night elves provide a fleet, the clan migrates, and crosses the sea to the completely unknown strange continent of Kalimdor.
The name Barrens is not a good place with pleasant surroundings, but where the Frostwolf clan has at least absolute autonomy, freedom is the most important thing, isn't it?
Orcs can endure hardships, and the soldiers are gritty. As long as they work hard, the barren land will always become the new home of the Frostwolf clan.
"On behalf of the Frostwolf clan, I made the following decision ..." Durotan glanced around the crowd and spoke slowly.
"The Frostwolf clan chooses the third way. We will lift the clan across the sea to settle in Kalimdor, hoping that the night elves can keep their promises and give us the barren land in your mouth completely."
Opposite the table, Hu Feng, who was sitting next to King Lane, smiled and said, "Relax, it's not just your beasts who understand respect for commitment and credibility and glory ... Since you have made a decision now, I'm fully representative of the night elves , Then I have to remind you again ... "
Speaking of which, boss Hu sat upright and looked directly at Durotan opposite.
"When the Frostwolf clan goes to a new home, you must consider yourself as a member of the world of Azeroth, completely abandoning the identity of the previous tribal invader, and when any danger or disaster occurs in this world, you should also Stand up and contribute your own strength. "
Durotan nodded when he heard the words, "Of course, this is very reasonable. Our Frostwolf clan has no cowards and values ​​glory. We will not escape the mission and responsibility on our shoulders. If there is a disaster that threatens this world, we will also Contribute your own strength and fight for Azeroth ... Of course, I also hope that the night elves can carry out long-term trade exchanges with the Frostwolf clan. "
"That's easy to say, as long as you no longer have a relationship with the evil orc tribe in the Eastern Kingdom, then the night elves will naturally treat them equally and establish trade relations and ethnic exchanges with you."
"So, I don't have any problems, the Frostwolf clan can start at any time."
Durotan got up, signed his name on the contract in front of him, and cut his palm with a dagger, dripping blood on it.
"In the name of the ancestors, the Frostwolf clan will abide by the oath."
Upon seeing this, King Lane immediately put on a smiley face, and then motioned several waiters to come in with delicate wine glasses.
"Then we are no longer the enemy now. Azeroth is a friendly world. Our alliance is also an inclusive organization. Common development is the goal we pursue. War is never the first consideration, for new Peace, cheers. "
Ryan got up, raised his glass, and gestured to Durotan.
Durotan grinned broadly and lifted his head to dry.
"Your human wine is too weak. When we settle down and re-brew your own frost fire spirits, you will know what is the real wine, ha ha ha."
Ryan couldn't help crying, "This is Mingjing Lake wine, a wine that is suitable for slowly tasting. It's not that much. You and the dwarf must have a common topic ... Come, come on Thunder ale."
"Ah ... that's right."
Hearing the word Thunder Ale, Durotan nodded.
After the negotiations were over, King Lane ’s team returned to the storm, and Durotan returned to the border between Redridge Mountains and the Burning Plains, dismantled the temporary defenses, and assembled all the tribes under the of the human army to the golden beach area of ​​the western wilderness.
They will board the ship there collectively and head to the Kalimdor continent across the sea.
"Did you have children with Draka?" Before leaving, boss Hu asked at Durotan.
Durotan immediately performed a respectful ceremony ~ EbookFREE.me ~ He now knows that this uncle is the true who killed the evil who helped the tribe to invade the world of Azeroth, oh, the will of the gods in the world.
"Yes, Lord Venerable, we have a son, his name is Guyle ... just because of the magic of Gul'dan, my child now has that kind of green skin, before I execute the post-break order , I entrusted him to my friend Orgrim. "
Durotan gritted his teeth and said, with unabashed hatred on his face.
Boss Hu sniffed his lips and nodded.
"Well ... rest assured, this kid is good, and will be a wise chieftain in the future."
Durotan was surprised for a moment, and then it was not surprising to think that the Titan Spirit could spy on the future, and he was immediately overjoyed.
"Thank you Lord God for your advice."
But well, this Guy has a long way to go.
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