So many leaders of the Alliance wanted to wipe out the Beastmen even in their dreams.
Now, Thrall actually jumped out and said that he wanted the Frostwolves to join the Alliance. This situation was extremely delicate and awkward.
Even if Thrall took a step back and allowed the Frostwolves to join the Alliance, would the Frostwolves have a good time?
"You …" William was about to explode with rage.
Duque was still the experienced one. He pressed one hand on William's shoulder. "Deputy Commander William's orders are not wrong. After all, when the Tribe declared war on the Alliance, the Frostwolf Clan was still a part of the orthodox Tribe. From the day of the declaration of war, the Alliance did not have any diplomatic contact with the Frostwolf Clan. "
Thrall suddenly realized his mistake. "The Frostwolf Clan and the Blackrock Clan have already raised the flag of crusade against the evil chief, Garrouch, who defected to YashaJi."
Duque insisted. "That was an internal rebellion of the Tribe. At most, it was considered an uprising. At that time, your slogans did not announce the independence of these two clans from the Tribe. So, until now, the Alliance has defined Your Excellency's Frostwolf Clan as the remnants of the Tribe. This is not wrong! "
William's expression softened.
Everyone could see that Duque had calmly turned the tables.
Thrall raised his head. "Then … may I ask, Your Excellency, are you going to arrest us as the remnants of the Tribe?"
Just as Duque was about to speak, a certain Dragon King with the appearance of a Night Elf laughed in the VIP seats.
Nozdormu sent a message to Duque using a special telepathic message. "Yo, Duque. My duty has already ended. Even after the Cataclysm, the future that I saw for a long time became blank. I originally thought that it was because this world was writing a new 'history'. But do you know? "
"Know what?" Duke replied snappily through his telepathy.
"I just saw an image from another timeline. That was the direction of another 'history'. Hmm, very interesting. Garrouch Hellscream was not killed. With the help of one of my traitors, he went to another timeline and created the [Iron Tribe] in an attempt to counterattack the main timeline. Then, he was destroyed by the Alliance and the Tribe in this world. More than ten years passed on the other side. Durotan didn't die, but he didn't give birth to a son. Instead, he gave birth to a daughter named Gaiara. "
"Pfft!" Duque snorted.
What the hell, Sal had actually turned into a woman? Turned into a female orc?
And there's no little hook?
Would such a ridiculous thing really happen?
Nozdormu's laughter could be heard. "We can't be sure about other timelines. Perhaps the future would change again. Who knows! The future represented limitless possibilities. You're a demigod of the Weave, the strongest hero of Azeroth. Why would you be afraid of a little orc hero without any power? "
Yes!
I, Duque, am not afraid of him.
Could it be that Sal could flip over the Five Finger Mountain of the Buddha?
Once he entered the Alliance, he would be as deep as the ocean. Once he entered, Sal could forget about causing trouble.
On the surface, Duque looked very pretentious and fair. "Remnants of the tribe? If you choose to fight to the end, then my answer is yes. The Alliance wasn't afraid of war or guerrilla warfare. Of course, if the Frostwolf Clan chooses to join the Alliance, then I will announce in the name of the Alliance Commander that the Throne Conference will review and vote on the Frostwolf Clan's application. "
Duque turned his head. "Men, invite the two distinguished guests of the Frostwolf Clan to the state guesthouse in Lordaeron. Treat them like the leader of a clan. "
With Duque's words, the guards could only put away their weapons. Lena Thunderspear made an inviting gesture.
Sal sighed secretly.
He was forcing Duque, but he was actually afraid. Not to mention that he was no longer the chief of the tribe, even if he was still the chief, he had lost the position to talk to Duque on equal terms.
This kind of risk could only be used once.
Presumably, the Alliance would strengthen security in the future and amend various regulations, such as refusing to accept the alliance of the city or using the opportunity to threaten to block the last possibility of the enemy causing trouble.
But this time, the Frostwolf Clan had passed, right?
The farce came to an end, but with Sal's interruption, the atmosphere of victory was immediately diluted.
But the ceremony still had to continue!
Duque revealed a slightly awkward but polite smile. "Think about it, everyone. Even the former chief of the tribe led his clan to join the Alliance. Doesn't this prove the justice of the Alliance against the tribe? With the support and hard work of everyone in the Alliance, we finally won this sacred war. We should be happy. Shouldn't we? "
"Yes! Absolutely right! "The expressions of the Alliance leader and the people were much better.
"Eh? Let me think, in this case, wouldn't I be Sal's senior? " The gnome was a funny one. Master Craftsman Gerbin's seemingly funny words immediately made everyone feel better.
What was pretentious?
This was pretentious!
In the past, the chief of the tribe had not been a slave of the conquered. Instead, he had taken the initiative and pitifully came to be the Alliance's shoe carrying lackey.
This kind of feeling … was simply wonderful!
For a moment, the atmosphere was lively again.
It was not easy to turn the situation around. Of course, it was time to continue celebrating!
Duque waved his hand, and Vashj, who had appeared in the form of a Naga, came over.
"Back then, the Storm Nagas joined the Alliance as a third-tier vassal race. Now, I am honored to announce that the Storm Nagas have been promoted to the second-tier. "
There were many Naga clans, but the Nagas were considered one of the elders of the Alliance. After all, the earliest Rage-Scale Naga had joined Duque before the war. Ordinary people could not tell the difference between the Rage-Scale Nagas and the Storm Nagas. Anyway, they were all under Vashj's control now.
The promotion of the Storm Naga, who had once been under Illidan's command, was even more meaningful.
The triumphant ceremony finally came to an end amidst the cheers and laughter.
This day was destined to belong to the Alliance.
The tribe had become a thing of the past.
The Alliance's reception after the banquet was also a good time for discussion.
In a secret room that was specially used for discussion, the main leaders of the Alliance gathered together.
William was the first to speak. He was still a little unwilling. "Are we going to let the Orcs off just like that?"
Muradin was the most experienced. He patted William's shoulder. "Without the tribe, the Orcs will no longer be a problem. You are not just a king now. "
Jaina gently turned the cup of black tea in her hand. "How many people can a Frostwolf clan have? Less than fifty thousand. Moreover, we cannot give the Frostwolves the first-tier status. In the future, we will use war to control the population of the Frostwolves. As long as they enter the Alliance's system, we have ten thousand ways to restrict or even kill the Orcs. "
After this speech, the leaders immediately had no objections.
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