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Chapter 833: race does not represent honor

In all fairness, although Blackmoore made Thrall a humiliating slave, he at least saved Thrall from Gul'dan's assassins, and it was a life-saving grace for him.

And because of his ulterior ambition, after Thrall gradually grew up, Blackmoore invited many tactical and martial arts instructors for him, laying the foundation for the commanding ability of the Salvation Shaman.

In this timeline, Blackmoore did not commit such evil deeds as killing Talisa, which made Thrall's eyes tear open.

In Sharlayan's view, at this point in time, Blackmoore's kindness towards Thrall outweighs his hatred.

But it is obviously impossible to say that Thrall has no dissatisfaction and resentment towards Blackmoore.

No one wants to be a lowly slave-gladiator for a lifetime, but that is lower than domestic servants like Foxton, no different from domestic animals.

The choice given by Sarlayan is actually a test for Thrall, the test is his character.

Fortunately, Thrall, who received Taresa's good three-view education since he was a child, is not a bloodthirsty person.

After hesitating for just a few seconds, he decided to let Blackmore go and leave him in Dunholde Castle to fend for himself.

"Leave him here."

After the struggle in his heart was over, Thrall let out a long breath: "We don't have time to waste on Blackmoore. We must evacuate Dunholden before the coalition forces find a gap and surround them."

There was a look of relief in Taressa's eyes, who couldn't move. She was very happy that Thrall had not been assimilated by their barbaric customs because of his long-term contact with the orcs in the shelter.

Facts have proved that a person's three views do not depend on the race he was born in, but on the concept education he received since childhood.

If the development of the original history is followed, Tirion Fordring will say a famous saying in the future.

Race does not represent honor.

Among the human beings, there are despicable people like Blackmoore, and among the orcs, there are kind people like Thrall who always uphold kindness and pursue peace.

[Thanks to Taresa's teaching, the prototype of Thrall's three views of positive energy has been formed, and the next thing to do is to further consolidate it. 】

【Sharlayan's choice is correct. The young man's heart is uncertain. At this time, Orgrim should not be allowed to intervene, otherwise the young and inexperienced Thrall may be led astray by him. 】

Following the gap in the city wall blasted by the goblin high explosive, the group slipped away before both sides in the war noticed the situation here.

But in fact, Ravenholdt's thieves had discovered the gap in the city wall long ago, only because Marshal Haas's order did not take immediate action.

It wasn't until Sharlayan withdrew the last orc that Ravenholdt's thieves officially entered the city, and accidentally found Blackmoore lying unconscious in a corner.

After escaping Dunholde Castle, the direction of this war has nothing to do with Sharlayan.

After leaving the castle, Sharlayan turned into a big white stag resembling Malorne, carrying the Foxtons and galloping towards the northwest of Dunholde.

Thrall, on the other hand, took a motley horse from the castle and took Taressa to lead the way.

Because of Sharlayan's guidance between the lines, Thrall chose the meeting point with the orcs on the banks of the Hillsbrad River near Alterac Snow Mountain.

There were more than 2,000 orcs who escaped from Durnholde, but when Thrall arrived at the rendezvous point, there were less than 500 people waiting here.

It goes without saying that the others did not trust the young Thrall, and left on their own after escaping from the castle.

But not all orcs are so ungrateful. The remaining 400 orcs are relatively well-behaved, which happens to be the first "human resources" Thrall needs to start a business.

Thrall was wearing swaddling clothes embroidered with the emblem of the Frostwolf Clan, but after all, he had been away from the clan for too long, and visiting empty-handed might not be accepted and recognized by the Frostwolf Clan.

The Frostwolf clan, who lived in seclusion in the Alterac snow-capped mountains, had long been accustomed to the days without a chieftain. Drek'Thar, the blind old shaman who assisted two generations of chieftains Galad and Durotan, had been acting as chieftain. Haven't had a problem for years.

These 400 people will become the nomination certificates for Saldenmen's visit. According to the original historical trend, he probably needs to go through the trials of the Frostwolf clan before he can reintegrate into his own clan.

From the mouth of the orc veteran who cared about Thrall before, the group learned the whole story.

Just as Sharlayan guessed, after escaping Dunholde Castle, most of the orcs fled into the forest on their own, and they didn't seem to intend to repay Thrall who led them out of the cage.

Orcs are also different from orcs, and the entire group cannot be killed because of the behavior of some people.

Under the leadership of this orc veteran named Nazgorin, about 1/5 of the orcs chose to stay and follow Thrall to repay his life-saving grace.

Thrall was a little disappointed with those orcs who left without saying goodbye, but under Taresa's comfort, he quickly regained his mood.

This group of orcs headed by Nazgrim voluntarily followed him. As their leader, Thrall had to plan his future actions in advance.

The nearly 500 orcs temporarily hid behind a small mountain by the river and set up camp. Next, they will go north along the river, aiming at Alterac Snow Mountain.

"So…"

After temporarily settling down the shocked Foxton family, Thrall and Sarlayan came to sit by the campfire together, and Thrall looked at Sarlayan with a solemn expression.

"I have completed your test, shouldn't it be time for you to fulfill your promise?"

During the years of Durnholde's captivity, Nazgorin had seen all kinds of humans, but this was the first time he had seen the high elves outside of the battlefield.

After all, Thrall was only 13 years old. For his safety, Nazgorin ignored Thrall's objection and followed him all the time, staring at Sharlayan with vigilant eyes.

Although Nazgrim is also considered a veteran, he joined the army very early, and he is only in his 20s this year. His strength is not top-notch. Under the observation of Sharlayan's Eagle Eye, his fighter level is 41, and the distance is 100 meters. The legend is still some distance away.

According to the barrage, Nazgorin is also a relatively important figure in the tribe in the future of the original history.

This orc warrior will grow into the commander of the Kor'kron Guard (the War Chief's personal guard) in the future.

It's a pity that, sticking to his oath and glory, he chose to be loyal to the tribe, and went astray under the leadership of a certain brainless roar, and finally died in battle.

Even so, the barrage spoke highly of Nazgrim.

Most people think of him as a pure soldier who served his duty to the end and deserved everyone's respect.

Although Nazgorin's strength has not yet reached its peak, after experiencing the first and second orc wars, his vision is definitely not that of the young Sarkobi.

Nazgorin could be sure that he had never seen this smiling high elf on the battlefield.

The instinct of his body after countless **** battles told him that this seemingly peaceful elf was very dangerous, and his strength was far above himself and Thrall.

If the opponent wants to attack Thrall, even if he dies, he may not be able to cover Thrall from escaping.

Sharlayan glanced at Nazgrim standing behind Thrall holding his weapon tightly, and just laughed off his guard.

"Of course, you successfully completed my test and escaped from Durnholde Castle."

"According to the agreement, I will tell you your real life experience in detail."

"first…"

Salayan pointed to the swaddling cloth on Salce's chest: "Thal... no, Guyin, take out your swaddling cloth, I think Nazgrim should recognize the clan emblem on it. "

"Gu Yiner?"

Thrall was stunned for a moment before realizing that Salayan was addressing himself.

When he took out the swaddling cloth from his chest, Thrall asked suspiciously: "Is Gu Yiner my original name?"

Sharlayan nodded: "Yes, this is the real name given to you by your parents. The name Thrall, which represents slaves, is just Blackmoore's wicked joke."

"Now that you have escaped from Dunholde and Blackmoore's control, the humiliating name of Thrall can be discarded. From now on, I will call you Guyin."

"Wow~"

Sharlayan shook the swaddling cloth and unfolded it ~lightnovelpub.net~ The sharp-eyed Nazgrim saw the frost wolf mark embroidered on it at a glance.

"This is!"

Nazgrim looked at Gu Yiner who was still confused, in surprise: "The emblem of the Frostwolf clan! How is this possible!"

"The Frostwolf clan left the army and disappeared long after the tribe entered Azeroth. How could you..."

Sharlayan ignored Nazgrim, who was full of doubts, and took out the wolf soul battle ax that Durotan had given him from the space package, and solemnly handed it to the bewildered Guyiner.

"Son, this is the weapon your father entrusted me to give you. It records his warning to you."

"No matter how Blackmoore described your origins in the past, forget them, and firmly remember your true identity and name."

"You are the grandson of the former chieftain of the Frostwolf clan, Gaddard, the son of Durotan and Draka, and the legal heir of the chieftain of the Frostwolf clan, Guyin'er."