Sacrifice and concession?

Almost as soon as he heard these two words, Kane and Woking jumped up.

"Chief, wait!"

"Chief, you might be..."

Thrall waved his hand: "Don't be excited, sit down!"

His fierce command made the two chiefs sit down obediently.

In the conference room, everyone had their ears erected.

"Yes, I am indeed ready to imitate Magni's bronze beard and pursue the power of the demigod. In fact, my power has reached a bottleneck early in the morning. As long as I take advantage of the will of the planet Azeroth to seek help, I still have a great chance of success. Think about it, what does a real demigod mean to the tribe."

Kane, Woking and the others were all silent.

The tribe was suppressed by the alliance, although it was completely suppressed in all areas of economy, technology and military. The key is that the high-end combat power is insufficient.

A mere king of Gruel, who listens to the Xuan and does not listen to the tune, cannot be the opponent of a demigod in the league. After all, Gruel is just a body of a demigod, not a genuine demigod.

If the alliance and the tribe start, Gruer will definitely not be able to withstand it, and that guy will run away or turn against each other in minutes.

If the tribe can have a genuine demigod, at least in terms of high-end combat power, there is a possibility of confronting the alliance.

If you can't be on an equal footing with the alliance, at least you will have the power of resistance once the fight starts.

Everyone knows that Thrall is very strong. Maybe he is not the strongest warrior or the strongest magician, but he is one of the best in the tribe in the comprehensive combat power.

He has never been able to upgrade to a demigod and is also dragged down by the tribe's choreography.

Thrall was determined to attack the demigod without any distractions. At the moment when the will of the planet Azeroth asks for help, there is really a great chance to pass the test for Thrall.

Time is a thing, but if you miss it, there will be no next time.

Thrall is a dual-type shaman of the enhancement and elemental system. He became a demigod, which was also of great help in suppressing the elemental disaster of Azeroth.

In addition, the wise Wojin also thought of: if Thrall retreated from the position of tribal chief for this reason, it would also take retreat as a political advance. It could not only avoid the difficulties and criticisms of Thrall by traditional orcs, but also let the mainstream traditional young orcs try it.

If not, Thrall can come back to take charge of the overall situation after being promoted to demigod.

Just like the leader of the alliance, Duke Marcus, did it, Duke has disappeared more than once, but as long as an effective ruling team is left, the alliance will not be in chaos. When he regained power with the momentum of returning the king with the momentum of returning the king, the alliance ushered in leap again and again.

Therefore, Thrall becomes a demigod, which will definitely be beneficial to the tribe without any harm.

Now the question is, Thrall is going to be promoted, and the time is absolutely impossible. Leaving a power vacuum is the stupidest way to do it, so... who is suitable to become the next chief?

Woking swept his eyes across the audience and suddenly thought of a bad possibility...

Woking hurriedly asked, "What are you going to do, Chief?"

"Although the 'Our World' collapses every day, we have evacuated most of our tribes there. In fact, Nagran is still two-thirds left. I plan to go back to Nagran by [Dark Gate], and ask for help from my grandmother who refuses to leave Nagran, and the elements there."

"How long will it take?" Kane asked.

"A few weeks, months, or even a year... I don't know how long it takes for the elemental demigods to take. After all, this is a completely unknown realm. After all, as far as I know, the promotion time of several demigods in the alliance is not consistent."

The space was filled with a silent breath again.

"The tribe cannot have leaders for a day." Thrall emphasized: "Since you have no objection to me to attack the position of Demigod, then let's discuss who is the most suitable person to serve as the next chief of the tribe."

It is said to be a discussion and recommendation, but in fact this is the art of politics.

The tribe was first established by orcs. At this moment, the largest force of the entire tribe is still orcs. Whether it is population, combat power or political influence, orcs have an absolute advantage.

In this political situation, Thrall has actually no choice.

After several hypocritical refusals, Thar finally appointed Garrosh Hellscream as the next chief: "Garrosh, the tribe will be handed over to you. Unfortunately, since your record is not very brilliant, I hope you can launch [Markgora] after I announced my abdication, so that all chiefs who are determined to be the chief will challenge you fairly."

"I am deeply honored! Chief, I bet on the name of Garrosh* Hellscream and will not lose to any orc in [Markgora]."

Chiefs of several other races noticed that Garrosh mentioned only the "orcs".

Saar patted Garrosh on the shoulder and sighed in his heart. He also knew that Garrosh was too reckless and was not a suitable chief.

But firstly, he represents the traditional faction that is the largest orcs, and secondly, among the younger generation, there is really no one to choose besides him.

He is a completely short person who is tall, and he is a silly horse.

Thrall was worried and ordered: "I know you are not ready to be the chief, but I think Woking, Kane and Etrig will provide you with many useful suggestions..."

Garrosh interrupted Thrall: "No! I think I'm ready. Moreover, no matter how many suggestions the staff have, isn't the chief himself the final decision? I think I have the knowledge to lead the tribe to prosperity."

Thrall was choked on the spot, and even the corners of his eyes were twitching.

Finally, thousands of words turned into a long sigh, and he cried in his heart: As long as Garrosh doesn't destroy the tribe...

This is helplessness and almost the only choice in desperate situations.

Without saying anything more, Thrall patted Garrosh on the shoulder hard, and for now he encouraged him.

The news that Thrall resigned as the chief was also delivered to Duke's desk at the first time. Everyone knows that the so-called [Markgora] is just a formality. Among the peers of the tribe, no one can beat Garrosh.

Without Duke's nervousness, other alliance leaders quickly made a proposal.

An online throne meeting was held immediately.

They are all old faces, the only difference is that Muladin replaced his elder brother and appeared in the illusory projection.

"What do you think about Garrosh Hellscream's new chieftain as the tribe?" Duke asked.

"Hell? That guy is not good-brained!" Muladin complained at the first time: "I have had enough of this guy in the North Wind Tundra. How crazy is the tribe to choose such a big chief?"

The alliance leader talked and soon reached an agreement.
Chapter completed!