So many leaders of the alliance dreamed of destroying the orcs.

Now Thrall actually jumped out and said that Frost Wolf would join the league. This situation was so subtle and extremely embarrassing.

If Thrall is fighting against the league like this, even if he takes a step back and lets Frost Wolf join the league, will Frost Wolf have good fruits like that?

"You..." Varian was about to leave and was angry.

Duke was still an experienced man in dealing with things. He pressed Varian's shoulder armor with one hand: "The order of Deputy Commander Varian was not wrong. After all, when the tribe declared war on the Alliance before, the Frost Wolf clan was still a member of the orthodox tribe. Since the day of the declaration of war, the Alliance has not had any diplomatic contact with the Frost Wolf clan."

Thra suddenly realized his mistake: "The Frost Wolf Clan and the Black Stone Clan have raised the battle flag of siege against the evil chief Garrosh who surrendered to Yashaji."

Duke insisted: "That was a rebellion within the tribe, at most it was an uprising. At that time, your slogan did not declare that these two clans were independent from the tribe. So until now, the alliance defined your Frost Wolf clan as a tribe remnant, which is nothing wrong!"

Varian's face was slightly relaxed.

Everyone could see that Duke won the game back without any wrath.

Sar held his head up: "Then... may I ask the Alliance Commander, will you arrest us now in the name of the remnants of the tribe?"

Duke was about to speak, but who knew that in the VIP seat, a dragon king with the appearance of a night elf smiled.

Nozdom sent a message to Duke with a special heart: "Yo, Duke. My duty was over. Even after the catastrophe became thicker, the future I saw for a long time turned into a blank. I thought it was because the world was writing a new 'history'. But do you know?"

"What do you know?" Duke replied in a telepathically.

"I just saw the picture in another timeline. It was another 'historic' direction. Well, it was interesting. Garrosh* Hellscream was not killed. With the help of a traitor under my command, he went to another timeline to create the [Iron Tribe] attempt to counterattack the main timeline and then be destroyed by the alliance and tribe of this world. More than a decade passed over there. Durotan did not die, but he gave birth to not as his son, Thar, but a daughter named Gaiara."

"Puff!" Duke squirted without any moral integrity.

God's fucking, Thrall actually turned into a female orc?

There is no small hook yet?

Will such nonsense really happen?

Nozdom's laughter came: "Other timeline things cannot be accurate. Perhaps the future will change again. Who knows! The future originally represents infinite possibilities. Anyway... Are you a dignified Demigod of the Magic Net, the strongest hero of Azeroth, and still afraid of a little orc hero without power?"

yes!

Duke, I, was afraid of him.

Can Sar still find out the Five Finger Mountain of my Tathagata Buddha?

Once you enter the alliance, you will not be able to make trouble if you come in.

Duke on the surface is very stubborn, fair and strict: "The remnants of the tribe? If you choose to fight to the end, then my answer is yes. The alliance will not be afraid of war or guerrilla warfare that cannot be on the surface. Of course, if the Frost Wolf clan chooses to join the alliance, then I announce in the name of the Alliance Commander that the Throne Conference will review and vote on the Frost Wolf clan's application."

Duke turned his head: "Come on, invite two distinguished guests from the Frost Wolf clan to the State Guesthouse in Lordaeron City. Reception is based on the specifications of the leader of the clan."

Duke spoke like this, and the guards below could only put away their weapons. Lena Thunder Spear made a 'please' gesture.

Thrall sighed secretly, too.

He was forcing Duke, but he was actually afraid. Not to mention that he was no longer the chief of the tribe, even if he was still the chief, he had lost the position of equal dialogue with Duke.

This kind of adventure can only be used once.

I believe that in the future, the alliance will strengthen security and revise various regulations, such as refusing to accept the alliance under the city or taking the opportunity to threaten it, blocking the last possibility of being troubled by the enemy.

But, this time, Frost Wolf has passed the test, right?

The farce came to an end, but with Thrall's interruption, the triumphal breath was immediately diluted a lot.

However, the ceremony has to continue!

Duke showed a slightly awkward but polite smile: "Think about it. Even the former chief of the tribe led his clan to apply to join the alliance. In fact, this is not a perfect proof of the justice of the alliance for the tribal war? With the support and efforts of all the alliance members, we finally won this sacred war. We should be happy. Aren't we?"

"Yes! That's right!" The alliance leaders and the people looked much better.

"Huh? Let me think about it, if this happens, wouldn't I become Sar's senior?" The dwarf was just a funny thing. The seemingly funny words of the great craftsman Gerbin immediately made everyone feel relieved.

What is a stature?

This is the style!

In the past, the chief of the tribe did not act as a slave of the conquered person, but instead came to him to be a shoe-carrying brother for the alliance.

This sourness... is simply great!

For a moment, the atmosphere became warmer again.

I finally saved the scene, so of course I continued to celebrate!

Duke raised his hand and came directly with Vasqi, who appeared in the shape of Naga.

"At that time, Storm Naga joined the league as a third-level vassal race. Now I am honored to announce that Storm Naga has been promoted to the second-level rank."

Naga has many clans, but speaking of it, Naga is also one of the elders of the alliance. After all, the earliest Angry Scale Naga joined Duke's men before the war. Ordinary people can't tell the difference between Angry Scale Naga and Storm Naga, anyway, they are now under the control of Vasqi.

Storm Naga, who was once under Yilidan, was even more exemplary in this upgrade.

The triumphal ceremony finally ended in a relatively complete range of laughter and joy.

This day is destined to belong to the alliance.

Tribes have become a past tense.

The alliance cocktail party after the dinner is also a good time to discuss.

In the secret room where the conversation was dedicated, the main leaders of the alliance gathered together.

Varian spoke first, and he was a little unwilling to accept it: "We're letting go of the orcs?"

Muladin was still mature, and he patted Varian on the shoulder: "Without a tribe, orcs will no longer be a problem. You are not just a king now."

Jaina gently turned the teacup with black tea in her hand: "How many people can a Frost Wolf clan have? Less than 50,000 people. Besides, we cannot give Frost Wolf a first-class status. In the future, it is only possible to use war to control Frost Wolf's population. As long as he enters the alliance system, we have ten thousand ways to restrict it, and even kill orcs."

After some words, the leaders immediately had no objection.
Chapter completed!