Chapter 29: Grommash the Merciful
"Dal Triple Blood Blade only thinks about the glory and wealth of his own family when governing the clan. This is the sin of greed."
"The country is small but not humble, and the power is small but not afraid of the strong. This is the sin of arrogance."
"Jealous of talented people and the punishment of exile because of personal grudges. This is the sin of jealousy."
"As a chief, he only knows how to act emotionally. He can't expand the territory, can't protect the wealth of the clan, and can only be incompetent and furious when encountering things. This is the sin of rage."
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Sure enough, under Nergo's righteous criticism, this Dal Triple Blood Blade is simply more hateful than the evil spirits in hell and the evil gods in the legend. Not to mention Lantresor, even passers-by like Tazag and Grommash looked at Nergo with a weird look.
Thinking: You are a Warsong orc, you have never been to Havalor in your life, but you brainwashed the swordmaster of the Fire Blade clan with your set of divine logic?
When Lantresor heard this, he immediately felt that his behavior had theoretical support, and he was immediately excited, his face was excited: "That's right, Dal is doing evil, disrespecting ancestors, and violating ancestral rules. Everyone has the right to kill him!"
"But..."
Or he is afraid of buts and buts in everything.
Lantresor still felt a little strange, "This doesn't seem to have anything to do with our clan being a vassal of the Warsong Clan?"
What? You actually want to grow a brain? Bad! Nergo quickly turned his brain to make up for this.
Looking at this young face that has not been polluted by knowledge at all, Nergo immediately said: "Because of unity, ogres can rule the world, and because of unity, the various clans can destroy the ogre empire by combining into one."
Of course, let's not talk about the ogres' inheritance of arak magic and the orcs' help with elemental wrath.
It's not good to say it out.
"Back then, we were united, but now, we only care about ourselves."
"Every year, orcs die, and clans starve, but this should have been avoided."
"I can't help but reflect, what's wrong with the orcs?"
"Later, I realized that all this is a clan problem. If we want to change this predicament, we need to make major changes.
And the one who can change the fate of the orcs is none other than our Warsong Clan.
Our chieftain, Hellscream, has always ruled the Warsong Clan in the name of kindness."
Tazag: Huh?
Guard: Huh?
Even Grommash was stunned.
"Think about it." Nergo said, "Why are there so few cases of ogres attacking orcs in Nagrand in recent years?"
"That's all thanks to our chieftain! Because there is a powerful orc clan watching their every move, because they know that as long as they attack orcs, the Warsong clan will retaliate against them."
"This is to prevent more tragedies like the Broken Hand clan from happening among the orcs!"
"Isn't this a kind of mercy for the orcs?"
Gromash scratched his chin and thought to himself, it seems to be true. If there were no me in the world, I really don't know how many people would be enslaved and how many people would be exterminated.
"Now, our chieftain has made an oath and is determined to follow the example of our ancestors, restore the glory of ancient times, unite all orcs, regardless of high or low, and form a new tribe to unite all orc tribes."
"In this way, how can the Burning Blade clan not be strong?" Nergo threw a set of pancakes over, almost enough to kill the people present.
"By then, the Fire Blade Clan will be prosperous and wealthy, and the seas and rivers will be peaceful. Isn't it true glory to make your clan stronger?"
"Look at the Fire Blade Clan now. Under Dal's isolation policy, the Fire Blade Clan can only shrink in a small place. Although it has autonomy, what can such a small clan do even if it is autonomous?"
"Is it a voluntary decision to starve? Or a voluntary decision to suffer?"
"What's more, since ancient times, the Fire Blade Clan has followed the lead of the War Song Clan. This time it is just to determine a clear relationship, not to sell out the interests of the clan."
That's right, it's just to determine a relationship.
The more Lantreso listened, the more he felt that it made sense. His clan was a typical poor clan.
Don't talk about luck. For them, it's thirty years in the east and thirty years in the west, and they will continue to be poor next year.
There is no development prospect that can be seen with the naked eye.
But if they rely on the Warsong Clan, it will be different. When they follow the Warsong Clan to rob, as long as Grommash's fingers are a little bigger, they can make a lot of money.
In his opinion, as long as the Warsong Clan can retain a certain degree of autonomy of their clan after accepting them as their subordinates, and take one of them with them when robbing, then those Burning Blade orcs will be red-eyed.
Besides, what Nergo said does make sense!
People are so poor, why are they afraid that the Warsong Clan will think about them?
What's more, in these years, which chieftain has completely ignored the Warsong Clan? Isn't it time to work?
Lantresor is more and more convinced.
We all came out of the cave together. Your Warsong Clan may not be as bad as us when you fought with the ogres a few years ago.
At that time, the Burning Blade Clan was full of confidence. You can go ahead and fight. Although you have a lot of martial virtue, as long as you can survive, the Ogres and Warsong Orcs can't do anything to you.
This is called a peaceful victory.
However, as time went by, the Burning Blade Clan went from watching from the sidelines to being full of confidence, and now, there is no change at all. It is still poor.
The so-called idea of taking over from the Warsong clan as the talker of Nagrand is even more nonsense.
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Look at the Warsong clan again.
In the past two years, the ogres had lost two battles in a row, his wife had fallen into trouble, and the entire clan's vitality had been seriously damaged.
So it’s only been a few days?
There were more and more people, and elite warriors came one after another. Not only that, they robbed the ogres more fiercely.
No, in this situation, how did he recover and even improve to the next level?
Do you think the wolf cavalry and the orc warriors are the Tabu sheep of Nagrand? Eight cubs in a litter?
This disparity made Lantriso ponder.
He felt that this was not only the gap between the leaders of the two sides, but there must be other reasons.
He is determined to follow Grommash and let his clan learn the secret of rising.
"So that's it. He is indeed a shaman and has been taught." Lantrexo's attitude immediately changed.
? ?
Now it's the Warsong orcs' turn to be dumbfounded. They're not brothers. Do you really believe it?
Now in their hearts, it is estimated that Lantriso will not be able to take off the label of being an honest person and a fool for a long time.
"As for the treatment issue." Nergo glanced at Grommash, and then it's up to you to make a decision. My mouth is almost worn out, so I can be considered a fool.
Grommash cleared his throat, "Well... we will discuss the treatment issue in detail after you defeat Dar. I will let someone take you to your residence first. You can have a good experience with our Warsong clan these days. …”
"Superiority."
"Yes, this is the superiority!"
Grommash glanced at Nergo with admiration and ordered Tazhag and Lantrexo to go back together.
After everyone left, he stood up and patted Nergo on the shoulder, "You really gave me a big surprise!"
Nergo smiled, "I wonder if the chief is satisfied with the blueprint I have drawn?"
Grommash did not answer his question, but talked about another thing: "Do you remember? The question I asked you when you left the clan?"
"Of course." Nelgo nodded, "Using Lantrexo to master the Burning Blade Clan is just an attempt."
"Back then, I asked many shamans, and only you gave me the most accurate answer." Grommash said, "And the future you described today seems to be much bigger."
"That's because I have the support of my shamanic guardians."
"Garlock?" Grommash was surprised, "I didn't expect him to support your ambition."
"This is what the people want." Nergo said, "So is the chief going to comply with the people's will or... go against heaven?"
"What do you think?"
Looking into Grommash's eyes, Nelgo understood. The ambition in his eyes was exactly the same as his.