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  Charlemagne rubbed his brows with a headache, "That madman...what the **** is he thinking?"

   At this time, someone is more troublesome than Charlemagne. It is the tribe's great chief, Goel. Just when the tribe and the alliance are stabilizing the Northrend territory and looking for a passage to enter the Icecrown Glacier, the elemental changes in Azeroth are becoming more and more obvious.

   Go'el not only inherited Orgrim's powerful warrior skills, but he is also a genius shaman, and he is more sensitive than others in the perception of elements.

  Compared to the wind elemental that blows more freely recently and the water elemental that is still calm, the suddenly irritable fire elemental and the painfully howling earth elemental make him worried about the status quo of the elements in Azeroth.

But as the great chief of the tribe, it is impossible for him to abandon his responsibilities and run around the world willfully to investigate the truth of the restlessness of the elements. Besides, the incident with the Lich King is not over yet, let alone the successor of the great chief. It broke his heart.

"Why…"

  Thinking of this, Goel, who was sitting on a stone pier on the upper floor of Warsong Fortress, shook his head helplessly and sighed.

  Whether it is prestige or legitimacy, Garrus is undoubtedly at the forefront of everyone, but his reckless and irritable character inherited from the Warsong clan makes Goel hesitate to make up his mind to hand over the position of warchief to him.

   "Why are you sighing at such a young age? You are the great chief of the tribe. If people see your shameful appearance, the morale of the whole tribe will be low. Look up!"

  A calm and heavy female voice sounded beside Goyle, and he knew who it was without looking up.

   Turning to the beautiful female orc with a wry smile, Goyle said with a wry smile, "Agna, you are still as strict as ever."

"snort!"

  The female orc went to Goyle and sat down without hesitation, "Since Grandma Gaiaan asked me to take care of you, I will naturally follow the old lady's instructions. Tell me, what are you worrying about?"

Gaiaan's grandmother is the mother of Goel's father Durotan, that is, his biological grandmother. When Draenor fell into a crisis of shattering, it was all thanks to Gaiaan's care that Garrosh and other young orcs could survive in this kind of life. Healthy growth in a difficult environment.

  Due to his advanced age, Gaiyaan was unwilling to leave Nagrand for Azeroth.

Not long after Goel led a large number of people back to their new homeland, the old lady who made Garrus and the Maghar three respected her so much that she sent her most proud disciple—Shaman Agna to assist Goel .

She hopes that her grandson will not forget to study the way of shamanism when performing the duties of the great chief, and Agna is the most suitable substitute teacher... Of course, it is inevitable that she will bring them together, after all, her grandson is now in a high position. Weight, it is not easy to find a suitable wife candidate.

  Go'el looked melancholy at the blue sky outside Warsong Fortress, and said with a worried voice, "I'm worried about the future of the Horde, and whether Garrosh can lead the Horde well."

"Ah…"

   There was a hint of laughter from the corner of Agna's mouth, "You're worried about this... Does that mean you're ready to step aside?"

   "Sure enough, I can't hide it from you."

  There was a trace of tenderness in Goyle's eyes, and he had some strange feelings about this female orc who could easily see through his own thoughts.

"Actually, you should also be able to see clearly the current chaotic situation within the tribe...or the orcs. The Mag'har pure-blooded orcs have obvious contradictions with us green-skinned orcs. They act more radically and lack the overall situation. I am worried about Garru Shi Shi's succession will change the situation in Azeroth, which is still relatively peaceful."

   "Wouldn't it be better not to hand over the position of Great Chief to him?"

  Although Agna is ahead of Goyle in the way of shamanism, politically...

Go'el smiled wryly and shook his head, "It's not that simple. Garrosh is a pure-blooded orc, and his surname is Hellscream. That's enough for an orc. Dranosh and Jorin are a little worse in terms of qualifications. .”

   "Originally I planned to train Jolin well, but now you know the internal situation of the Mag'har orcs. They have already recognized Garrosh. If I make a different choice, the orcs will first have civil strife."

Agna thought about it for a while, and after straightening out her thoughts, she said helplessly, "Then there is no other way. If you don't want the orcs to split, you have only one choice. As for whether Garrosh is suitable... other people can only deal with him." judge."

"yes…"

  Guyle stared blankly at the blue dragon flying in the distant sky. After a while, his eyes finally became firm, and he stood up on a stone pier.

   "At least until the end of the Lich King War, I still have to fulfill my duties as the Warchief. The dispute between Garrosh and the blue dragon cannot continue to expand. The dragon clan is not as simple as that stunned young man imagined."

   Turning his head to look at the one-eyed orc not far away, who was resting with his eyes closed, Goel sighed softly, "I hope Jolin can dissuade Garrosh from his wrong decisions after he takes over."

Agna also stood up following Goel's movements, patted the chief's shoulder heavily and said, "Since it has been decided, let's make follow-up arrangements based on this premise, the elemental situation of Azeroth... You feel it too."

When Goel and Agna were discussing the succession of the great chieftain, Garrus sat down with Dragonmaw Chief Zaela again in the lower level of Warsong Fortress. He had just been reprimanded by Goel with a very gloomy and displeased face. .

  As Dranosh was taught strictly by his father, Jorin was also brought up by Go'el himself, leaving Garrosh alone among the original three.

Zaela, the female orc who wanted to rebuild the Dragonmaw clan, deliberately approached him during this period of time. The purpose was nothing more than to persuade Garrosh to reuse the Dragonmaw clan in the future to satisfy her ambition to conquer the dragon clan... Although this glass heart has already Broken into one place.

  The surprise attack by the blue dragon half a month ago made Zaira fully realize the strength of the dragon clan, which is still the blue dragon clan with the smallest number.

Thinking of the massive amount of red and green dragons that might attack after completely offending the Dragon Clan, Zaira could only endure the reluctance to persuade Garrosh with Goel, and finally let him temporarily give up the fight with the blue dragon idea.

  However, Zaira recently found a suitable alternative mount, which is the unique proto-dragon of Northrend.

   Proto-dragons are not as highly intelligent as the guardian dragons. Their intelligence is similar to that of wild beasts, and they are relatively easy to control and tame. Vrykul have a history of domesticating proto-dragons all the year round.

   Not daring to offend the dragon guardian, Zaira had to settle for the next best thing, and instead persuaded Garrosh to attack the Howling Fjord, snatching the proto-dragon and dragon-training methods they got from the Vrykul from the alliance.

  ‘If you can’t offend the dragon, it’s okay to take the alliance, right? Anyway, it is not the first time to fight with them. '

   Thanks to the book friends "Eternal ≡ Wings", "Dongcheng Lao Li" and "The Broken Cloak Killed by Anthony" for their support.