Chapter 815 Boom!

  Once a war starts with the Horde, the chances of attracting Sha will rise sharply, but in the face of the invasion of this group of barbarians, the oath must help the Pandaren allies prepare for the battle.

  "Garrosh, that ogre-headed idiot, is probably still launching an external war with the idea of ​​alleviating internal conflicts."

   "The continent of Pandaria is vast enough. If he is really allowed to occupy it, maybe he can really realize his ambition of the orcs to occupy Azeroth."

Charlemagne stood up from his chair and said decisively, "I won't have any hesitation and soft-heartedness this time. Sure enough, this kind of warmonger should be destroyed humanitarianally as soon as possible. Before the expedition to Argus, we must first clean up Azeroth. Hidden dangers inside Sri Lanka!"

Tyrande and Alleria nodded at the same time, and the High Priest of the Moon God crossed his arms and said, "Because of N'Zoth's troubles, I didn't deal a fatal blow to the Horde. This time, let Garrosh fully experience the military power of the oath." Strength!"

"Um!"

  Charlemagne nodded to Lisson and said, "Immediately notify all countries to reach Nassus to participate in the oath conference. We will give the tribe a hard time this time, and inform the alliance of this news. I think they should also be interested in this plan."

"yes!"

  However, what happened next made Charlemagne truly realize what it means that the plan cannot keep up with the changes.

  After more than half a year of training, the tribe seemed to be gradually recovering after rebuilding Orgrimmar. Garrosh, who was bold enough to become fat again, secretly sent the Blackfuse Company he hired to start troubles without the approval of the Council of Chiefs.

   This group of goblins entered the North Castle disguised as traders from the Steamwheedle Consortium, and unexpectedly planted a large number of bombs in the newly restored Alliance bridgehead.

  Under the order of Helix Hesso, the entire northern castle was destroyed by a huge explosion, and the 10,000 Kul Tiran soldiers who stayed here were almost wiped out except for the fleet at the port.

   This shocking change ushered in an uproar throughout Azeroth.

  Although Garrosh kept saying that he had nothing to do with him, when Charlemagne angrily asked the Secret Passage and the Homeland Strategy Bureau to put all the evidence on the desks of leaders of various countries, Garrosh's defense was meaningless.

  Dai Lin, who had just returned to China to recuperate, didn't bring it up in one breath, and fainted in his own palace when his eyes went dark.

  After a flurry of rescues, the weak Dai Lin woke up and immediately issued a few orders.

  The Kul Tiras fleet that escaped in the northern castle immediately went south to station on Alcaz Island. At the same time, the Kul Tiras domestic warships came out in full force, and the huge fleet began to cross the sea with endless anger under the king's order.

   Alcaz Island is located on the east side of Dustwallow Marsh, northeast of Theramore Island. It is undoubtedly occupied by Jaina's Theramore and has become a frontline port of the oath.

The alliance has received the official document pledging to form an alliance to fight against the tribes. Varian was preparing to discuss with the leaders of the alliance countries when such a big event happened. The alliance countries voted for it almost without hesitation, and quickly passed the proposal. Alliance resolution.

   Before the explosion, Jaina was thinking of persuading Charlemagne and the rest of the pledged countries to suspend the plan. She wanted to try to eliminate the war through dialogue.

  However, when the tragic experience of the northern castle reached the ears of the princess of Kul Tiras, it obviously had an indelible impact on her concept of peace.

  In any case, Kul Tiras is the hometown where she was born and raised. Ten thousand soldiers and hundreds of thousands of innocent civilians and merchants were involved in Garrosh's crazy behavior without warning.

After hearing that her father fell ill in a panic attack, Jaina seemed to wake up from the childish dream of peace in the past few decades. The northern castle burning with blazing flames.

  From that day on, the Lord of Theramore seemed to be a different person. He not only actively prepared the Theramore navy for the attack on Ratchet City and Durotar, but also uncharacteristically urged the tauren allies to send troops for coordinated operations.

  In addition, the tribe is not stable. Vol'jin and Solas have already received the news from the secret channel that Garrosh secretly hired a goblin arms group.

  Just as the two of them were investigating, this kind of thing happened, and Garrosh, the idiot, actually said nonchalantly that this was the alliance's self-destruct attack and had nothing to do with him.

Coincidentally, Go'el, who also received the news, rushed back to Orgrimmar angrily. Because of Garrosh's crazy behavior, he left Agna, who was newly married and just pregnant, and rushed back alone with the Doomhammer. left his former capital.

  The three of them reconciled and immediately came aggressively to the newly rebuilt Great Chief's Seat, but the Kor'kron guards at the door stopped the three of them.

  Go'el shouted angrily, "Get out of the way! I must ask Garrosh for an answer, why use such despicable means to launch a devastating attack on the alliance that is still within the time limit of the armistice agreement!"

  Kurkron Guard Captain Nazgrim looked distressed, "Guil... Sorry, our duty is, we have received an order to guard this place and not let anyone enter."

   "Hey, isn't this the former Great Chief Goel? Long time no see."

  Hearing this arrogant voice, Goyer barely suppressed his anger, and turned his head to look at the centaur chief Kiztan who had just walked out of the hall.

   "Kiztan, what do you mean?"

"snort!"

  Kiztan snorted coldly, "It's not interesting, but you, are you coming to persuade the chief to carry out your weak diplomatic plan?"

  Kalga looked up at the angry Goyer three and the complacent Kiztan beside him, shook his head, turned and left without saying a word.

   "Boom!"

  The furious Goyle drew lightning and struck Kiztan in front of him, scaring the arrogant centaur chief to jump up.

   "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you clown, let Garrosh come out to meet me!"

  Kiztan shouted angrily, "Who do you think you are? Are you still the great chief who called the wind and rain?! You are just a white shaman now, and you are clamoring for the chief to come out to see you? Ha! Dream!"

The conflict ended unhappy. Seeing more and more members of the Kor'kron Guard around him, Go'el could only suppress his anger temporarily, and left with Vol'jin and Solas, who had obviously broken up with Garrosh Orgrimmar.

  When the angry three walked outside the gate of Orgrimmar, Goyle saw a familiar figure in the middle of the road.

   "Varok... are you going to stop me too?"

  High King Saurfang sighed, "I'm not here to stop you, but... have you really considered it? Once you leave with Vol'jin and Solas, a full-scale civil war for the tribe is inevitable."

   "Hoo..."

Goyle let out a long breath, opened his eyes and said firmly, "I've decided! Instead of letting the Horde be buried under the joint attack of the Alliance and the Oath, it's better for us to bring it back on track! Even if a civil war breaks out No hesitation!"

Varok smiled helplessly, and waved behind him, "When have I ever objected to your decision, let's go, I've helped you gather those in the tribe who are unwilling to accept Garrosh's approach, now... first give Find a base, everyone."

   Go'el looked at Jorin, Dranosh, Gazlowe, and even... Calgar who came out from behind Garrosh, and the confident smile he hadn't seen for a long time finally reappeared on his face.