Vol 2 Chapter 173: : The banner of the tribe will never fall

Kalimdor continent, Durotar region.
Ogrim looked at the rugged orc-style city in front of him for a long time without saying a word.
The bones and spikes of various beasts hung on the earthy yellow city wall, and a flag of the Frostwolf clan hunted and hunted on the city head.
At the city gate, wolf cavalry and orc civilians coming in and going out make the city extremely prosperous and vibrant, and in the coastal area not far east of the city, there is a large port terminal that has just been built, Ogg It was from there that the Rim and Thunder King clan disembarked.
Entered the city, and Orgrim also saw tauren and trolls coming and going in the city. Their relationship with the orcs of the Frostwolf clan was extremely harmonious.
The naturally tough and extremely strong tauren rode a huge Kodo beast and ran along the rough stone streets.
And those troll shadow hunters of the Darkspear tribe acted as city patrol scouts. They jumped continuously on the roof, patrolling any hidden corners where threats might appear.
"This is our new home in the future? The Frostwolf clan does a good job!"
Brooks Saurfang of the Thunder King clan looked excitedly at this magnificent and prosperous city, and his brother Warok Saurfang agreed.
Didn't wait for Orgrim's answer, a voice with excitement also sounded from behind everyone.
"Yes, this is our new orc home, Orgrim, my old friend, long time no see, ha ha ha!"
Ogrim turned to look at Durotan, the two hugged fiercely, and then the former showed a very guilty expression.
"Durotan ... I ... I lived up to my promise and failed to protect your son, at the time ... in the end ... hey ..."
Duro smiled and said that he patted the old friend's shoulder hard. Although his own eyes also showed great concern, he still began to comfort his old friend.
"I have heard that this is not to blame you, Orgrim. The Horde was about to be defeated at that time. No one can guarantee how those humans will treat the orcs in the end, so you did nothing wrong, and he must be alive. , Don't blame yourself, my friend. "
Then Durotan showed a worried look again, "I also heard that an iron tribe was also established in the Eastern Kingdom Continent? The leader or Grom and Kargas? Are they all death knights?"
Orgrim nodded, "Yes, the Iron Horde was established before we came, but they promised not to be hostile to their own countrymen."
Durotan slowly shook his head, "They are now ordered to resurrect their Titan deity, right, does the deity Lord personally guarantee this?"
"Yes, they said it was the Titan God who promised them personally, and they also made an oath."
"That's good, so I can rest assured that the night elves and their Titan deities, credibility and commitment have never failed."
Duroan breathed a sigh of relief, then pulled Orgrim and Brocks together and walked towards the chief's hall in the center of the city.
"Okay, let's go! Let me take the wind in our new home, I want to show you the situation here, hahaha!"
The Chief's Hall is located in the center of Orgrimmar. It is a huge circular building. It is also the core of the new tribe, which is equivalent to the King's Hall of the Storm Kingdom.
At night, the campfire crackled in the hall.
Durotan grinned broadly and spoke with Orgrim about the conditions and circumstances when the Frostwolf Orcs came to this continent.
"In the end, we got the help of the night elves and tauren, so the city was built so quickly, and now the orcs live very peacefully on this land except for the barbaric centaurs, okay. ... In addition to the memorable weather and endless snowfields of Frostfire Ridge, and the land here is also very barren, but this will not fail our orcs! "
Orgrim listened quietly to his old friend's story, and his heart was very mixed.
Was the tribe's war on the Eastern Kingdom continent really wrong?
The Frostwolf clan is regarded as useless cowards and traitors by other tribes of the tribe, but what happened? The vast tribe is now torn apart, but the Frostwolf clan has rediscovered its new homeland, and once again restored the noble heritage and glory of the orcs.
In contrast, other tribes of the tribe still have a large number of captives living in pigs and dogs in the shelters, and the Dragonmaw clan fighting the guerilla warfare with the northern human kingdom in the wetland area, as well as the lingering reed in the burning plain area Black hand and his black stone clan, which of them is not miserable and difficult?
"Durotan, if more fellow orcs come here in the future, will you accept them?"
"Of course, as long as it is our countrymen, Orgrimmar's door will never be closed to them!"
Ogrim nodded, then got up and performed a solemn thumping ceremony towards Durotan.
"So, I would like to play for the new chieftain of the tribe."
Blocks also stood up immediately and did the same salute.
"The Thunder King clan will serve you, Chieftain."
Dulong flabbergasted, and then remained silent for a long time.
He is also very clear about the form of the Eastern Kingdom Continent at the moment. Now the compatriots in the shelter are as if their backbones have been broken. They are no longer brave, no longer hopeful, and they are not worthy to be called warriors.
Although a new iron tribe has been born, it is not the hope of most of the fellow orcs. After all, he should do something at this moment, and he must do something.
For the Frostwolf clan, for the tribe, it is a continuation of the orcs.
"The tribe must be re-established. We want to give our compatriots across the sea a hope for the position of this great chief, Orgrim, I think it's you ..."
"No, Durotan, the chief chief must be you. You have proved your wisdom and ability to your compatriots. You have proved that you are more suitable to lead the tribe than me. We are willing to gather around you ~ www.mtlnovel .com ~ We are all willing to believe you. "
Ogrim immediately shook his head and retorted.
"My time is over, I pushed the tribe to the abyss of failure, and you led the Frostwolf clan to bring us the fire of hope."
Duro said frankly that he was silent again for a while, then his eyes were filled with firmness and determination.
"So ... I accept the position of chieftain, the tribe will be re-established, and this time, not only the orc clan, the new tribe will also get more new friends to join."
Watching these two orc bosses finally decide on the candidate for the new chieftain, the tauren patriarch Kane Bloodhoof and the dark spear troll's clan wojin also cheered.
If Durotan came to be the chieftain, there would be no problem.

Orgrim and Brocks, the orcs who have just come here, they are not convinced, and they are even more reluctant to take orders. Their credibility and bravery will take time to gradually prove.
Orgrim nodded in satisfaction, holding up the hammer of destruction.
"For the tribe! Lok-tar!"
A few days later, the flag of the new tribe replaced all the original flags of the Frostwolf clan.
A scarlet tribal banner fluttered over the town of Orgrimmar.
The new tribe was established.