Duke spread his hands and put all the pressure on Sal.

Whether it's a decade-long terrifying burden, or a few months of having a group of loyal and powerful new blood to replenish the loss of the tribe, as long as the guy with a normal brain knows how to choose.

Brother has pointed out a clear path for you now, and it's your business whether you can go or not.

Thrall was smart, and he immediately picked up the subtext of the Mark's words: "What does the tribe have to pay?" ”

Duke smiled, "The Draenei have been hunted down by the Burning Legion for the past twenty-five thousand years. I have seen the most inhumane genocide, and I have encountered the most shameless betrayal. The old tribe was not the first, and most likely not the last, to raise the butcher's knife to the Draenei. Of course, the most basic attitude is still necessary. The leader of the Draenei, Viren, has only one request. ”

"Say!" Thrall stared at Duke with blazing eyes.

"His request is that you, with no less than five thousand men, confess in front of the Draenei outside Shattrath that it was a mistake for the tribe to attack and slaughter the Draenei at the behest of Kil'Gardan. ”

As soon as this request came out, not to mention Sal, even the guards around Sal were in a low commotion.

"Humph!"

"How dare the Alliance?"

"Just those blue skins that peep into our land!?"

The whisper of an orc is no different from a muffled thunderbolt.

At this moment, somewhat surprisingly, Irel stepped forward.

"Hmph, is this the strength of the orcs, don't you even have the courage to admit that you have been bewitched by the demon commander Kil'Gardan? Since this war itself is a mistake, then as long as you admit your mistake, we Draenei are willing to fight the Burning Legion side by side with you!"

Obviously a delicate woman!

I'm scared to the extreme!

The orcs who were clearly around her could tear her to shreds with a single finger.

Irel still chose to be a Draenei and made a voice that belonged to the Draenei.

Thrall and Orgrim were stunned!

The guards were silent.

Orgrim pressed Thrall's shoulder and stepped forward, "I'm the second Grand Chief of the Tribe. I also had part in the attack on Shattrath, and I killed thirty-eight Draenei garrisons, and in doing so, became the lieutenant of the Black Hand of the original Great Chieftain. Let me go!"

Irel was suddenly overpowered by Orgrim's momentum.

At the end of the day, she's just a fledgling Carabo Temple apprentice. Lacking political wisdom and experience, she did not understand the difference between a former and a current chief apologizing.

Instinctively felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't say it.

Orgrim did that, and it was quite great.

To put it another way, in Delaenau, the Delanees are the invaders. Without the Draenei rubbing their territory with the various orc clans, there would be no grudges. In fact, the oracle that 'the draenei will be the destroyer of the orcs' thrown out by Kil'gardan's bewitchment was just the fuse.

At this time, the new tribe is in dire need of population, especially the population of orcs as the core of the tribe. If he could not save his compatriots, it would be a major blow to Saar's prestige.

On the other hand, the orcs never forgot their hatred.

Within the orcs, there are also young and hard-liners, who promote the idea of killing humans, destroying the alliance, and robbing the alliance of everything.

At the moment when the orcs are suffering, this argument is actually quite popular, but it has been suppressed by Thrall.

If Sal had apologized as the Grand Chieftain, it would have been more harmonious with the alliance diplomatically. Internally, doing so would undoubtedly offend the hardliners.

Orgrim's move is not unsophisticated, and it is also a rather compromise.

It's just that......

Thrall shook his head, a resolute expression on his rugged face.

"Thank you, Orgrim, but I am an orc, and while I am grateful for the glory of my ancestors, I must also bear the mistakes of my ancestors. I've always believed that the battle for survival between the draenei and the orcs was right in itself. The only mistake was the inclusion of demonic elements. Since it is a mistake, it is my duty as the Great Chief to correct it. And for the sake of less suffering for my fellow citizens, my stigma is nothing. ”

At this point, Sal said to Duke: "Mr. Mark, please convey to His Excellency Commander Duke Marcus on my behalf. After settling my more than 100,000 compatriots, I went to the city of Shattrath. ”

Sal's words made his guards awe-inspired, and for a while they struck their left chest with their right fists, and the dull sound of "bang" was their highest respect for the Great Chief.

Duke controlled Mark to bow deeply, and by the way, pressed his overwhelmed hooves to make her bow with him: "Praise you for your courage and wisdom!"

"Thanksgiving. Hoof hurriedly followed.

Thrall looked at Duke, as if he could see through this exorcist shell, and saw Duke in Karazan beyond the endless time: "Just trouble the alliance to spend more time and allocate the supplies needed for hundreds of thousands of evil orc captives as soon as possible." In order to save their compatriots, orcs will never spare their external objects. ”

"As you wish, I will convey it to Your Excellency the Commander-in-Chief. ”

Leaving from the Horde, hooves ...... Actually soft hooves.

"Scared...... It scared the hell out of me...... Sure enough, the orcs are so scary. ”

Duke held on to his hoof, which was stumbling when he walked, and smiled: "Look at your courage, you seem to have the potential to become a heroine!"

"Heroine? Forget it, I'm just a Carabo apprentice. Irel seemed to be in the back row, patting himself on the chest.

Duke smiled and encouraged Hoof: "In the face of danger, many people will choose to be a coward for a lifetime rather than a hero for a second." ”

"Yes, Your Excellency Prophet Viren does want the tribe to apologize, but I haven't heard anything about the holy water supply?"

"Ahh ”

After handing over the ending to Brian, Duke returned to Shattrath City with his hooves.

After listening to the report, Viren began by thanking Duke: "Thank you so much for all that the League has done for the Draenei. In this way, although the deceased compatriots will not be able to return, they will at least be able to sleep in peace. ”

Viren's words changed sharply, and his face was embarrassed: "However, when it comes to holy water, even Naru can't make 100,000 servings of holy water without limit."

Obviously, Viren was a little troubled, because Duke promised to give the tribe hundreds of thousands of orcs the holy water they needed without communicating with him. Where did the Draenei get so much holy water?

Duke rolled his eyes, "Come on, the orcs are almost half-demons." If you want them to drink high-purity holy water, it would be better to have our Tirio give them a diluted shot of the [Ember Bringer]. ”

"Dilution?"