Ranger King of Azeroth

  Chapter 273 Pig teammates? Isn't that what it is!

  The Second Orc War came to an end when mages like Modera and Khadgar destroyed the great Dark Portal.

Except for the Dragonmaw clan that was nearly wiped out by the Red Dragon, the Blackfang clan that fled to Blackrock Spire after the Alliance left, the Blood Ring clan that fought guerrillas everywhere, and the clan that hid in Alterac Snow Mountain from beginning to end and did not participate in the war Outside of the Frostwolf clan, the defeated orcs were all imprisoned by the alliance. Recently, the kings are arguing with each other over how to deal with the orcs.

   "Touch! Why do we have to spend huge sums of money to build shelters for these green-skinned miscellaneous, wouldn't it be good to kill them all?"

   King of Kul Tiras and Alliance Admiral Daelin Proudmoore expressed his opposition to Terenas's asylum plan at the first time.

  The king, who lost his crown prince in the war, had a deep hatred for the orcs, and he insisted on killing these shameless invaders directly.

  Jin Greymane also sneered and agreed, "I also don't think it's necessary. These orcs invaded our world. Now that they are defeated, they will die, or do you have any other ideas to keep them, Terenas?"

The expression on Terenas Menethil's face remained unchanged. He did have the idea of ​​treating these orcs as Lordaeron's fighting force after undergoing rigorous training and brainwashing, but this must not be said to other people. of.

   "It's a bunch of nonsense! I just want to keep them alive out of humanitarian considerations. You just killed tens of thousands of orcs? Then what is the difference between us and these brutal green skins?"

   Kael'thas and Osis looked at the farce in front of them with mocking smiles at the corners of their mouths.

"Hehe, sure enough, as Charlemagne said, right after the war these human kings began to shirk their responsibilities and engage in small tricks behind the scenes. The orc issue alone can be discussed for so long. After that, the red dragon drake and Alterac processing..."

   "Hmph! Anyway, except for the red dragon, we high elves can't afford to fight for the territory of O'Grant, so let them continue to quarrel."

Now the alliance countries are basically divided into three factions. Among them, Lordaeron and Dalaran advocate the establishment of shelters. Although Prince Varian of the Kingdom of Stormwind can't wait to kill all the orcs, but after accepting Terenas' full After the persuasion of the humanitarian glory, he finally agreed to Lordaeron's proposal.

  Lordaeron is uneasy and kind, while Dalaran wants to study the relationship between these orcs and fel energy. It can be said that it is out of positive intentions.

   Led by Kul Tiras, the kingdoms of Gilneas and Stormgard all proposed to execute the orcs directly to avoid more troubles in the future.

  The last faction is a typical melon-eating crowd, including all races other than humans. Now the kings of these countries are yawning and looking at the six human nations who are arguing with each other.

The quarrel that lasted for several days, as Antonidas secretly lobbied for the cession of Lordaeron's interests, finally reached an agreement, and the alliance finally decided to establish shelters in various places in the northern part of the continent, led by General Dana of the Kingdom of Stormgard Superintendent Thorbane.

   But maintaining these shelters requires a lot of expenses. Jean, who was forcibly represented by several other major powers, felt aggrieved by this, and he already had the idea of ​​​​withdrawing from the alliance.

  But before that, he still wants to eat some fat meat...

Under the auspices of Lothar, the next topic was brought up: "The next thing is about the compensation of the Red Dragon. This matter was facilitated by Quel'Thalas. Just hand over the baby dragon to us, about the distribution..."

  Before Lothar finished speaking, Jin stood up and shouted loudly, "Gilneas has contributed a lot in this war. I hope to get at least 100 young dragons!"

   "Ridiculous! Gilneas has been thinking about withdrawing troops, and you are ashamed to say that you have made great efforts. If it weren't for our Stormgard who has been supporting the Sador Bridge, you would have fought so easily in the rear?"

   "Hehe, that's really good! Orgrim was allowed to escape from the bridge and return to the wetlands. Our Kul Tiras fleet suffered heavy losses from the attack of the red dragon. We should be allowed to accept most of the compensation."

   Kael'thas and Osis looked at each other helplessly, "Although it was expected, the eating behavior of these humans is really ugly, and they can say all kinds of nonsense."

   "Let them quarrel. Anyway, the Red Dragon Queen was rescued by the high elves. I don't believe they can bypass Quel'Thalas."

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  Charlemagne, who is wrangling the alliance, doesn't want to care at all. It's better to leave these political matters to the old fritters. Anyway, there should be no results for a while.

  As a time traveler, he knew very well that the war with the Horde was not over yet, and the orcs who were unwilling to stay in Draenor and wait to die would always invade Azeroth again under the leadership of someone.

At this time, Charlemagne had brought Alleria to the continent of Kalimdor, and the rebellious scholars of Eresalas finally made up their minds to overthrow the rule of Torsedrin after a long period of underground work. .

  When I saw Mordant Yongying again, the magister and his companions looked very haggard, probably because they hadn't absorbed enough energy recently.

  Charlemagne looked at the group of Sindra with his arms crossed, "So, how do you plan to overthrow Torsedrin? Direct beheading or inciting the people to launch a military coup?"

Modante sighed, "Just kill the prince and his group of fanatics. Although it is very rebellious, the prince is completely crazy. He plans to launch a second round of cleansing recently to ensure the energy of him and his subordinates." Absorb it, no matter how we persuade it, it will be useless."

  Charlemagne and Aurelia didn't bother to talk nonsense anymore, and directly took out Solidar and Sasdora from behind, "Oh! That's easy, you guys lead the way, we just go straight in."

   "Er... just the two of you?"

  Modant's words made the corner of Charlemagne's mouth twitch, "What do you mean the two of us? Aren't you still here? Don't tell me that you have been working secretly for several years and have not been able to attract enough people."

Modante looked at the group of ragged highborne behind him with some embarrassment, "Well... there are manpower, but most of them are civilians and scholars with little fighting power. A city that is good at fighting..."

  Charlemagne and Aurelia stared dumbfounded at these so-called "manpower" who were no different from refugees. This magister who was born as a researcher really refreshed their understanding of pig teammates.

   "...Well, I don't ask these civilians to play a big role. You can bring all mages with ring 6 and above to go with me, and they will get in the way."

Anyway, Torsedrin is just a piece of scum that doesn't make it into the epic. Even if his beloved Aurelia holds an artifact and can defeat this parallel prince in a one-on-one fight, the remaining group of so-called fanatics...you can see how much fighting power they have. up.

  'Forget it... It just so happens that bringing back this group of scholars with no political savvy will not cause too much social turmoil, so let them continue to do research. '

  (end of this chapter)