Chapter 655 The roar of the brain that surfaced
Emeril also doesn't like trolls. She still remembers the painful memory of being attacked by trolls when they were attracted to them. Women usually hold grudges more, and she has no reason to worry about these trolls who are like pests in Azeroth.
She turned the page again and continued, "This is probably the case in Northrend, and then there is Outland, which Carrick is in charge of."
"Under Ms. Proudmoore's reconciliation, the Alliance and the Horde, who have fallen into a stalemate and war weariness, have basically reached a truce agreement. If there is no accident, they will leave Outland and return to Azeroth within half a month."
Charlemagne nodded. Jaina's efforts have accelerated the progress of the peace talks between the two parties. If she is not running in the middle, both parties may not be able to take the shame to surrender first.
"Uldum's side is progressing smoothly. With the help of the tol'vir, Tyr has obtained the key to enter the Hall of Origin, but in the end there were some problems when facing the Guardians of the Furnace of Origin."
Charlemagne frowned slightly, "What problem? Is it solved now?"
Emeril nodded, "After Raiden's return, it has been resolved smoothly. The main reason is that Tyr's authority is not enough to take over the Origin Furnace, and the Great Guardian needs to personally relieve the vigilance of the four guardians."
A surprise flashed in Charlemagne's eyes, "Has Raiden returned from Pandaria? How is the situation in Pandaria?"
Emeril turned a page again and reported, "In Pandaria, Azadas sits on the engine of Nalaksha to create an army of titans, and the four gods work together to open the seal of the Vale of Eternal Blossoms. Now the pandaren have re-entered this place that was A beautiful valley closed for thousands of years."
Charlemagne asked solemnly, "Where is Y'Shaarji's heart? Has it been removed and transferred?"
This was his biggest concern after the Vale of Eternal Blossoms reopened. Y'Shaarj's heart could not be perfectly sealed before the fog cleared. Charlemagne originally planned to take it out and place it in another place.
After all, Jinxiu Valley is such an extremely fertile and beautiful food-producing holy land, it would be a pity if it was destroyed by the residual energy of Y'Shaarji, although everything is still there.
"Rayden personally entered the underground palace to take it out, and now it was taken by Yu'lon to the Eternal Isle in the southeast corner of the Jade Forest to be buried, and the four gods took turns guarding it."
"Huh... That's good."
Charlemagne breathed a sigh of relief, then remembered something, raised his head and asked Emeril, "By the way, where is the person I asked you to pay attention to?"
A very obvious expression of disgust appeared on Emeril's face, "Ah... you mean Garrosh Hellscream who looks like an ogre, I can only say... he is a typical Warsong orc, no Brain and belligerence just like his father's."
"Behind the expansion of the war between the Alliance and the Horde, there is the reason behind the instigation of the Mag'har orcs headed by him. When Goel and Varian signed a peace agreement, he also made a mockery of the Alliance, which almost triggered a second attack. war."
Charlemagne rubbed his brows with a headache, "Sure enough, dogs can't change their eating shit...Keep paying attention to him. I have a hunch that this ugly ghost with an ogre head may inherit the position of the great chief of the tribe."
Emeril nodded helplessly, "Although I don't want to admit it, but looking at the current development trend of the tribe... this possibility is really not small."
With the addition of a large number of Mag'har orcs, the proportion of orcs in the tribe is increasing, and... most of them are warlike Mag'har pure-blooded orcs.
These Mag’har orcs are different from the green-skinned orcs who have experienced the hardships of war and have gradually become accustomed to the customs of Azeroth and blended into the world. The Mag’har orcs still retain their original style in Draenor.
Simply put, what they want will immediately pick up the ax and grab it. Negotiation? That's a coward's act, as long as you defeat the opponent, you can get everything you want, so why bother.
Guil should be very troubled now. The first is the problem of food. The entry of the Mag'har orcs means that the tribe must open up new food production bases, otherwise the whole tribe will starve.
The second point is the group of Mag'har leaders who don't accept discipline, especially Garrosh who has a mother but no father... Although there is probably no big difference if there is a father.
Although Dranosh, the son of King Varok Saurfang, once wanted to continue to be reckless, he quickly succumbed to his father's fist education, and now he has begun to calm down and learn from his father's command of troops and Combat experience.
The last of the three leaders of the Mag'har is Jolin Deadeye, the son of Kilrogg, chief of the Blood Ring clan.
Emeril has a very high opinion of Jolin. "To be honest, Yolin is the tallest of the three in terms of talent alone, but his status is rather embarrassing, and he is not valued very much among the orcs."
Kilrogg was also one of the orc chieftains who took the lead in drinking the blood of the devil, and he did not wash away his shame like Grom.
After the failure of the invasion of Azeroth, Kilrogg fled back to Draenor in embarrassment and hid in Auchindoun, and was finally successfully crusade by the Alliance. His son was naturally inferior to a red seedling in terms of prestige and status Garrosh, the new chieftain of the Warsong clan.
Charlemagne nodded knowingly. Among the three, Dranosh should be able to become a general or even a handsome talent after being taught by King Saurfang. If Jolin can be properly taught, his achievements may reach the level of a handsome talent. Even to the point of Warchief.
Garrosh? Forget about him, there's nothing to talk about with the idiot.
Charlemagne stroked his chin and thought for a while, gradually integrating the information provided by Emeril, "Natural disasters, a large number of floating cities, could it be that..."
Turning his eyes, Charlemagne ordered, "Emerel, you stay in Northrend and pay close attention to the movement of natural disasters. I guess... Kel'Thuzad may make a big move. By the way, send someone to arrest Quelza." Tell the Titan Guardians about Lars."
"Understood, then I will take my leave first."
"Thanks a lot."
After Immorel left, Charlemagne leaned back in his chair and breathed a sigh of relief, "Huh...Although the situation is a bit chaotic, I finally sorted out my thoughts, if it's what I think..."
After Emeril left, Onyxia opened the door of the study and walked over twistingly, squeezed to Charlemagne's side and said in a gruff voice, "Master, the Nether Dragon has settled in the newly repaired backyard, if all goes well , should be put into use initially next year.”
Charlemagne rolled his eyes angrily, "Speak up, this voice sounds really nasty."
"oh…"
Ignoring the black dragon princess with her raised mouth, Charlemagne patted her hair and asked, "They will grow to the size of a baby dragon at most next year, right? Or wait a few more years?"
"No, the void drake is much bigger than the average drake, and it's enough to be used as a mount."
Charlemagne nodded, a faint light flashed in his eyes, "One more thing, I need you to let the dragon people under you form a formal intelligence agency."
When Onyxia's eyes lit up and she was about to speak, Charlemagne interrupted her guess first, "Don't think too much, after the death of Welles, the new head of the Deep Shadow family is still too immature, and Lianda should They won't reuse them like Kael'thas did before, so..."
Onyxia nodded, her whole body revealed a strong motivation, "I understand! I'll make preparations right away, master, you can rest assured and wait for us to control all the information in the country!"
(end of this chapter)