Dworkin's face instantly turned pale, and he trembled, "You are blaspheming the dead!"
Sal remained silent in the face of Dworkin's accusation.
Anastrian's deathly pale face showed a trace of a strange distortion, which should be a sneer, "Blaspheming the dead? Haha! "
"Enough, Anastrian! If you still want you and your bones to join the Horde, then shut up! "
In the face of the roar of Orgrim, who should theoretically be his subordinate, the former Sun King was angry for a moment, but in the end, he remained silent with an angry expression.
Orgrim turned his head, and under the light of the torches, he revealed a pale face that symbolized death.
"Although I don't know if the Death Knight is an invention of the Horde, but when the Horde suffered heavy losses and was in urgent need of combat power, it was indeed me, as the Great Chieftain, who accepted many races into the Horde. For example, the Death Knight, the Trolls, these are all products of that time. If the Death Knight is a blasphemy, then this sin shall be borne by me. "
Sal clenched his fist, he was also in a difficult position.
As a living person, as a new Shaman who began to believe in the way of nature, Sal instinctively hated the existence of the Undead. Although the guy in front of him claimed to be a new species that broke free from the shackles of the Lich King's consciousness, in front of a Shaman, it was actually the same thing.
Just like how he didn't think there was any difference between the so-called High Elves and Blood Elves.
If it was any other messenger, Sal would have directly used [Hammer of Destruction] to teach him a lesson. But it was Orgrim!
His teacher!
His guide!
His father's good friend!
Half of his father!
Even the [Hammer of Destruction] in his hand was a gift from Orgrim! Even the Horde's new main city was named after Orgrim!
Orgrim's symbolic meaning to the Horde was undoubtedly as great as the sky.
It was such an existence that gave up eternal sleep in the Kingdom of the Undead and stood up again for the future of the Horde.
How could Sal refuse this?
Dworkin took a deep breath. Of course, he knew all this, which was why his heart was particularly heavy. He turned around and bowed to Sal, "This is related to the Orcs and even the inheritance of the Horde. I can only ask the Great Chieftain to consider the consequences of letting the Forsaken join the Horde. It's not just the boundary between life and death, but also external factors. "
Wokin spoke cryptically, but everyone understood that he was referring to the Alliance.
That's right, the Alliance seemed to be in great trouble now — the Fire Demon King and the Black Dragon King were rebelling at the same time.
However, according to the reports, Duque was currently organizing a team of experts to carry out a step-by-step slaughter. The avatar of the Fire Demon King had fallen, and it would take at least a decade for it to come out. Nefarian was the only one left.
If Duque hadn't killed Nesario and subdued Onyxia, perhaps Thrall would still have hoped for Nefarian's success.
The problem was that Duque's glorious battle record was just short of being engraved on his forehead with the words' Black Dragon's Bane '. Moreover, the betrayal of the Black Hand brothers forced Sal to invest more experts and troops. Otherwise, the foundation of the tribe's rule would be shaken.
The first attack had already failed. If they wanted to kill the traitors, the Alliance's strength was indispensable.
If the Alliance found out that the Forsaken were to join the tribe at this time, who knew what extreme reaction the Alliance would have. One had to know that the Alliance's Sin 'dorei Empire regarded Anastrian as a traitor and vowed to destroy the former king.
The Alliance also had little chance of reconciling with the Forsaken because the new Queen of Sin 'dorei, Sylvanas, and the other two Windrunners were Duque's women.
There was no way to untie this kind of knot.
Even if the Alliance received the news and suppressed it first, it didn't mean that they wouldn't retaliate afterwards. The Alliance's revenge was still not something the tribe could bear.
Obviously, Anastrian also knew this, which was why he had such a heavy bargaining chip now.
The Sun King saw the hesitation of Sal and Wokin. He stepped forward and bowed. "The Forsaken do not need the public support of the tribe. In case the Alliance attacks our territory, we do not need the tribe's reinforcements. We only need a promise from the Great Chief. In case the tribe is in a desperate situation, please allow the Forsaken to support the tribe. "
Wow!
One-sided support!
What a great sentiment!
What a weighty weight!
Even Sal couldn't help but be moved when he heard it.
Only Wokin heard something different. "Wait! Great Chief, did they tell you how many tribal chiefs the Forsaken have resurrected? "
Thrall was still too young. The resurrection of Orgrim was enough to stun him and throw him into a state of confusion. Now that Wokin had woken up, Sal suddenly realized that there must have been a considerable number of strong tribal chiefs joining the Forsaken, which was why the leader, Anastrian, made such a huge concession.
When Sal turned his head, he saw Orgrim let out a long sigh, and then Anastrian showed a victorious expression.
Orgrim: "Speak!"
The former Sun King showed a cunning smile. "Samuro, Kilrogg, Zuluhid …"
Yes! That's right! Almost all the tribal chiefs who died in the first and second wars, except for Blackhand, were resurrected by Anastrian as undead.
Not only that, but he also added an equally heavyweight bargaining chip. "In fact, I also found the Twilight Hammer clan. Great Mage Gujar has two thousand two-headed ogre mages under him. "
Sal and Wokin's eyelids were twitching.
Mages!
They were the mages that the tribe lacked and needed the most!
Especially Wokin, as a troll, he knew too well how fragile a troll without the mysterious power was under the destructive power of magic.
No matter how brave the warriors of the tribe were, could they resist the overwhelming coverage of cannons and magic?
What's more, after a series of wars, the population of the orcs had not yet exceeded 200,000. The entire tribe, including the taurens, trolls, and goblins, only had a mere 500,000 people. This was simply disproportionate to the tens of millions of people and millions of troops of the Alliance.
Rather than saying that the Forsaken needed the protection of the tribe, it was better to say that the tribe was more eager for the spellcasters of the Forsaken.
In any case, the increase in combat power brought by the archmages of the Silver Moon Council and the two-headed ogre mages was something that the tribe urgently needed.
Orgrim walked up to Sal and put one hand on Sal's shoulder. The big hand that used to be hot was now cold and stiff. "I am also helpless to leave such a mess to you. But I still hope that the tribe will be an independent tribe, and not a puppet of the Alliance. Now let us be the secret backing of the tribe. If it really doesn't work, then we will fight to the death with the Alliance. "
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