Vol 2 Chapter 768: : Eve of the Civil War

The situation inside the tribe continues to deteriorate, not only the trolls and tauren are reversed, but even the inside of the orcs also began to break apart.
The orcs of the Frostwolf Clan and the Thunder King Clan, under the leadership of the old chief Durotan, completely closed the entire trial valley area, and built a defense line in the southern area of ​​Durotar, with the Garrosh-controlled central area fortress Razor Hill. Military opposition, while categorically refusing to accept Garrosh's leadership, and asked Garrosh to step down immediately, re-election of chieftains within the tribe.
Durotan's move was immediately supported by his old friend Orgrim. The two old-time old men are now back in battle. He brought all the Blackstone clan orcs loyal to himself to the Valley of Trials, with Frostwolf and Thunder The orcs of the Wang clan converged to form a tribe uprising army.
At the same time, as the followers of the orcs, the ogres also split up, and the great governors on both sides took away all ogres who were willing to be loyal to themselves, and brought them to the forefront of the confrontation, moment Ready to fight.
The ogres are happy, and finally no longer need to raise wild boars and land, and finally they can fight. Oops, thank you Chief Garrosh for giving us this opportunity, kill! ! !
In the outer world, the Maghan clan in the Nagrand Prairie declared neutrality and did not participate in the political conflict within the tribe.
This is also normal, the palms and backs are meat, how do you want them to choose, Garrosh? Durotan? Saurfang? They are all their own fellows, and they are very good for the Maghan clan. There is nothing wrong with it. You can ask them to raise their arms to fight one of them. This is really impossible.
and so. . . Let the other clans fight on their own, we pretend to be invisible, and we do n’t want to control it anymore. After you fight, I will continue to obey the orders of the chieftain from Orgrimmar.
For this reason, neither side tried to persecute and attract the Maghan clan. As the Maghan clan thought, this was not their war.
On the other hand, Thrall, the former chieftain of the tribe, was informed that he had put down the ring of the earth and was fighting the Water Elemental Corps, and rushed back to the tribe in an emergency to try to stop the civil war.
However, Brother Thrall was stopped halfway. The interceptors were elite shadow hunters of a group of dark spear trolls. They invited Thrall to the camp of the Horde Uprising, and the commander was the wolf who was thought to have died. gold.
Seeing this, Thrall had to sigh, he already understood Woking's intentions.
Don't talk about it, unless Garrosh abdicates, there is nothing to talk about.
This civil war seems inevitable.
The new ancestor Oman, all the gangsters who opposed Garrosh, all gathered here, and Durotan and Orgrim, two old-time old guys, also appeared in person.
"You don't have to go to Orgrimmar anymore, old friend. Do you think you can persuade Garrosh to stop his actions and even abdicate? You are not stupid, he is not stupid."
Although Woking escaped from death by virtue of the abnormal recovery of the troll, he was still extremely weak at the moment and needed a lot of time to heal.
"Yes, son, if you go to Orgrimmar now, the only ending is to go back to this one. Garrosh is absorbing and merging the heart of Yashaji at the moment. If he is influenced and fallen by the of the ancients, you It ’s useless to say more. "
Durotan pounded on the table, the gas field of the famous wild boar farmer disappeared, and the majesty and calm of the tribal chieftain was restored.
"Even if Garrosh was not influenced by the ancient god, then you can't go any more. If even the ancient can't affect his will and thought, what do you think you can do if you go."
Orgrim nodded immediately and added a sentence.
At this time, there was a roar of dragons in the sky outside, and a large number of steel and black dragon cavalry penetrated the clouds and whistled down from the sky.
"Ah, the Iron Horde is also here. It seems that Grom doesn't agree with his son's approach."
Moments later, Grom Hellscream strode into his hall with his iconic giant axe blood roar.
"It's all here? Oh, my good son should have learned a lesson. At the beginning, you said to Saurfang that his life in the new tribe will make him regain the glory of the past. Now it seems that this Glory may have been restored too much. "
King Saurfang laughed awkwardly and then shook his head.
"I didn't expect him to produce this kind of big tribalism and orc supremacy, but no one taught him what glorious orthodox tribes, and I didn't expect him to be as radical as Red Blackhand."
"Reed Blackhand is an ignorant idiot, his orthodox tribe is a farce, Garrosh is much smarter than him, and he has the ability to build the orthodox tribe he envisioned."
Durotan shook his head and accepted the words of King Saurfang.
"Now, Thrall, you order it, launch an offensive, attack Orgrimmar, kick my good son from the throne of the chieftain, the position of the chieftain of the tribe, I think it is most appropriate for you to assume it. Forget the earth guardian. "
Grom's statement was immediately recognized and supported by everyone present.
Only Thrall can unite the entire tribe, and only Thrall can convince each tribe to join the race and strive for the tribe as a whole.
Of course, Durotan and Orgrim are also possible, but as they said before, they are already characters of the old era, and all parties have entered the downhill and cannot afford to continue this important task.
Thrall looked at the big men around him and closed his eyes.
The current situation is beyond myself.
The civil war of the tribe has been unavoidable, and now he is considered to be added by the yellow robe. This throne of the big chief, everyone still forced himself to sit.
At least for now ~ EbookFREE.me ~ After all, he has abdicated and can no longer continue to serve as the chieftain for a long time. The ring of the earth needs itself, and the world of Azeroth also needs itself.
"So, reorganize the army and prepare for the attack. As the official chieftain, it is not too late to speak after breaking Orgrimmar. The first priority now is that Garrosh must accept the trial of the entire tribal people."
Thrall raised the hammer of destruction in his hand, flashing a violent blue lightning on it.
"Tribal Uprising Army, advance, for the tribe!"
Orgrimmar, above the city head.
Garrosh solemnly gave a thumping salute to the orc general in front of him, and then nodded.
General Nazgrim also paid a ceremonial gift. Although the confusion and pain filled his heart, as a qualified glorious warrior, he chose his own destiny.
"Follow your orders, chieftain, for the tribe!"