Stormwind God

In the eyes of most orcs, they despise human women.

Then the slender waist is not broken in two clicks?

Such a small butt, it smashed into its own flesh after a few clicks.

It's not much bigger than a pear. Ah, there must be no milk.

What alliance messenger, Jaina, is so ugly!

Feeling the disdain of his orc guard, even the orcs ‘underspoken’ Jaina was an ugly woman at a hundred-decibel volume, and Thrall's brow kept jumping.

Alas, different races, different aesthetic styles brought by different painting styles, can't hurt!

Thrall, who grew up among humans, fully embraces human aesthetics. Just like any adult male, she was struck by Jaina's breathtaking beauty.

You should know that when Orgrim was stolen from Guo Holton Castle in advance, after going to Brill, Thrall was still a slave gladiator.

In the years when he grew up, it seemed like a coincidence of destiny. He met a servant who had emigrated from Hillsbrad. The servant had a daughter named Taressa Foxton.

She is a little girl who has never seen war before, and because of the death of her biological brother, she projected Thrall, who was helped by her parents, as a substitute for her younger brother. She is not afraid of this green orc, and often teaches right in private Human society knows nothing about Thrall, hiding all kinds of books from Thrall to Thrall to increase knowledge, and secretly exchange letters with Thrall for many years.

Taressa's behavior is not only a kind mother, but also a good sister who takes good care of her younger brother, and cultivates Thrall's excellent tolerance and dignity as a leader.

Although Thrall was separated from Taresa while breaking out of Burrell's cage, at this moment, for some reason, I always felt that Taresa had the same smile on the voice of the Alliance ambassador in front of her.

Thrall sat on the rough chieftain's throne, spread his arms, and opened his mouth with a rhodenical accent. The general phrase is "Hello! Alliance ambassador, I am the tribe's current chieftain Thrall. I am lucky to be Do you know your name? Beautiful lady. "

No one had thought that Jaina would bow a little, but answered the extremely standard Blackstone clan orc language: "Good day, strong Chief Chief Thrall. I am Princess Kul Tiras of the human kingdom, Kalim Pioneer Leader and Alliance Ambassador Jaina Proudmoore! "

The words fell, and almost the entire Orc Guard was agitated.

Proudmoore! A ferocious surname second to Marcus among older orcs!

In the ears of the old soldiers who have experienced the Second Dark Gate War, they may not understand what the Duke of Mao is the mastermind, but they must understand that hundreds of thousands of orcs are buried in the sea, which is called Pro. De Moore's Fleet.

Not only that, the woman now claims to be the pioneer of Kalimdor! ?

Does this mean that despicable humans first deceive them from human territory, and then come to touch this new land, which is barren but regarded by the orcs as their own back garden?

The orcs were clamoring.

However, as Thrall suddenly raised his hand, the 5,000 orcs in the audience were silent for a moment. Even if many green-skinned orcs turned red, no one clamored, and Jaina opened her teeth again.

Ling Xing stopped to this point, even Jaina who was used to seeing the league's elite was secretly shocked.

Thrall's voice sounded again, and this time he spoke in orc: "Although I would like to say 'Welcome to You', the word Welcome is always only to myself and my friends. I just don't know the messenger. Your intention is war. Or peace? "

Jaina slowly shook her head: "Chief Thrall, Brill you grew up, until the moment I talk to you, it is still a paradise for the undead. The war is not over at all, but it is not a war between the alliance and the tribe, It's the war between the living and the dead. "

If the silence just now is still panting and suppressing the silence of anger, then the scene has evolved from silence to silence.

Almost every orc took a breath.

From the fight in the somewhat cramped Dalaran realm, to the wounded orcs that turned into gray undead. The terror of the undead army has experienced every orc present.

Even on the sea boat that came here, some orcs who still concealed their injuries became undead halfway and harmed their fellow citizens. There are a total of thirteen ships, because the captain is soft or careless, and the undead are not controlled or disinfected. As a result, these ships have become ghost ships floating on the endless sea.

Thrall glanced at Vol'jin, then nodded to Warlock, who led his army, and he rose to his feet and raised [Destruction Hammer] to announce to the orcs: "Leagues of the Alliance and the Horde are set aside for the time being, Let the dead rest, and let the living continue to have the right to survive. I declare that the Alliance Messenger is a friend of the tribe! Let's disband! "

This tribe's army of 5,000 people rushed away.

Let Jaina's heart hang high and let go a little.

Vol'jin made an inviting gesture, leading Jaina to follow Thrall's footsteps into the three-man tall chieftain's account.

Thrall sat down on the hideous raptor skin of the tent, when he asked Jaina to sit. Jaina didn't hide her disgust, flicking her fingers, a chair made of pure ice suddenly appeared under Jaina's ass.

Stopping the guard, Thrall frowned slightly: "Lord Proudmoore is a magician?"

"Yes! Huiyue!"

Although I don't understand what it means to be a big mage and princess messenger like Mauduk, this doesn't stop Thrall's curiosity about Jaina and the status of the alliance.

Thrall, who cannot know the situation on the other side of the sea, is now blind. He hopes to meet a younger diplomatic ambassador than him, which will give him more initiative in the next negotiation.

Thrall is really smart and has seen the human world. Unfortunately, many things in the world are not equal. Long-term obsession with Lordaeron, who is lagging behind in technology, makes him unable to understand how advanced technology is in the southern part of the mainland.

Also because of the mismatch of intelligence, he couldn't judge the intention of Jaina's next words at all.

Besides, Thrall is just a fifteen-year-old boy. No matter how genius he is, he still has a huge gap with Jaina.

It would be better if Orgrim was still there, but unfortunately, the only staffer around him was Woking, who was also ignorant of human society. Although wise at this time node, Vol'jin is just a dirt owl who just escaped from the jungle of Stranglethorn Vale.

When Jaina spoke, Thrall and others were perfectly induced.