coobybook Chapter 181 I'm not wrong, you're wrong
Chapter 181 I'm not wrong, you're wrong
I am Garrosh Hellscream, the current Warchief of the Horde, and I am proud of the Horde.
My parents... Grommash and Gorka gave birth to me, and now I... I must make them proud.
I am a powerful orc warrior. For the sake of the tribe and honor, I have fought hundreds of battles, fought again and again despite repeated failures, never retreated, and lived to the death.
It is because of this that I was able to take over the position of Warchief from Thrall.
It's a pity that my good friend Dranosh will never see this scene again.
As I once secretly vowed in Nagrand, I will not let myself and my people down again.
Now I am still fighting for the people of the tribe and sticking to my original intention. I am not wrong.
In the early years, I hated my father very much. It was he who tarnished the glory of us orcs and was the first to drink the blood of Mannoroth.
And with the facts that Thrall told me, I am proud of my father, who dedicated his life to freeing the orcs from the influence of demons.
As the first orc to come to Orgrimmar from Outland, I discovered the crisis of the tribe and worked hard to solve it.
Krena... I will always remember her, the female orc who hated me.
But she eventually became my helper. Although she failed, I was so magnanimous that I had long forgotten the past grudges between us.
The Horde is surrounded by enemies, and the night elves occupy the fertile land but do not allow us to cut down trees.
Our somewhat barren land is actually fought over by quilboars, centaurs, harpys... and even Alliance dogs. Our tribe will never cede any land, it belongs to us.
Look at what Thrall has done in pursuit of so-called peace, and how many times the profits those enemies who trade with us have made.
I only need to read a little to know what we are paying for. The things that are very cheap at their homes, the tribe has to exchange them with their scarce things.
It’s called win-win cooperation, but I only see... a tragic future that belongs only to the tribe. I want to change that future and create a beautiful future that suits the tribe.
Some things require less digging, some things require completely different cultivation times, and some... are too much. They are enslaving the tribe and want to make the tribe dependent on them.
The tribe will never be enslaved! The tribe must be self-reliant and strong, and the tribe cannot lose its own interests. The tribe is proud and will never accept any compromise.
Peace is fought for. There are always people in the Alliance who forget the pain of war, and the Alliance often massacres innocent people from the tribe.
You say we are bloodthirsty...Aren't you bloodthirsty? Weren't you laughing when you killed the tribal children with your blades?
You are worse than the devil trying to impose the sins of your fathers on your children.
In order for the children of the tribe to be protected from being bullied outside, the tribe must become strong and invincible.
We fight for survival. Since the enemies of the tribe are unwilling to generously give the tribe the supplies it needs to survive, the tribe uses force to plunder everything that belongs to the tribe.
How can I not have a big picture? I always look at problems from the perspective of the tribe. What is the most urgent problem for the tribe to solve? That’s what I will do.
Putting aside my achievements when I was a tribal warrior, let’s just talk about how much I have contributed during my time as the great chief. Otherwise, why would the vast majority of tribal members be so grateful to me?
This proves that I am not wrong, and that the people of the tribe support me in every step I take, and I will lead them back to glory at all costs.
Some... clearly received a good education... that is faith, and for the sake of glory, they will never regret it even if they die.
Glory. That was the only time I didn’t embrace glory, and I almost lost it.
Those damn Twilight believers... Only fools would believe in the Old Gods. The beautiful dreams bestowed by the Old Gods are all illusions. They only want to devour us and obscure the true desire in our hearts... the desire for a better life.
Cairne Bloodhoof... this respectable warrior died unjustly. This is the biggest and only stain on my reign.
Magatha of Grimtotem, you have no honor whatsoever and you have dishonored the sacred Mak'gora.
Baine Bloodhoof, who is loyal to the tribe, does better than you. He is a tauren with great wisdom and is willing to provide fresh water resources to the tribe free of charge.
It’s just that his lingering relationship with the Alliance makes me sick, and makes me feel that Bane, my friend... However, I can forgive him for these shameful betrayals time and time again.
Continuing to be loyal to the Horde is the best proof of this, as are Vol'jin, Sylvanas, Lor'themar, and Gallywix.
If you devote all your efforts to my tribe, I will not be stingy with the honor. We will share the supreme honor that belongs only to the tribe.
Of course, the premise of all this is... My tribe is satisfied, and the orcs will no longer use their own interests to fill other... I will use the benefits taken from the enemy to feed the orcs and you.
I will use all of this to prove that Thrall is just a cowardly and incompetent warchief, and that I, Garrosh Hellscream, am the qualified warchief.
I know that some members of the tribe are disgusted with me for pardoning the orcs of the Blackrock Tribe, but we are all orcs, we are compatriots, and there are still some innocent orcs who are just and kind among us.
They, like us, should not bear the injustices committed by their fathers. We should understand each other. We are all children of the tribe and we are all one family.
Their representative Malkorok is just my pawn. Those useless people who are not worthy of embracing glory will die. I will let them die gloriously on the battlefield and relive the glory of the tribe.
What's more, Azeroth is a great mother. She will never tolerate the suffering of the children of the tribe, and we will do our best to protect our mother.
Even if it is just a temporary pain, my ultimate goal is to make Azeroth better! To make the Horde better! To make the orcs better!
To those who oppose me... and don't understand me, I just want to tell you one thing from my heart: I am not wrong, it is you who are wrong. Time will prove everything.
Theramore is just a small failure. Our tribe will not perish. I will do everything in my power to save it and the tribe will live forever.
I know that Baine, Vol'jin, and more spit on the mana bomb I prepared, saying that I was as corrupt as Krom'gar, the man I executed.
What he wants to destroy are the survival resources in Stonetalon Mountains that belong exclusively to the tribe, and what I want to destroy... are nothing more than the enemies of the tribe. Why can't you understand me?
It seems that only my tribe can understand my greatness. As for you heretics in my tribe, I will find opportunities to deal with you one by one.
Except for Lor'themar Theron, he has made outstanding contributions to the Horde. He gladly accepts any order from me and even does better.
I think he and the tribe he leads... are the only ones who can truly embrace glory.
Look, Sylvanas's lackey Frandis Farley is swaggering in front of me to contact his master, and Klantil Bloodblade is just bewitched by Baine and Vol'jin and temporarily led astray.
I believe that with the guidance of their regent, she and the other blood elves can serve my tribe as Taren Songweaver has done.
And that evil black dragon actually destroyed my grand plan. Even Deathwing will have to pay the price for what he did, and he is no exception.
The plan to destroy Theramore failed. Given the temperament of those Alliance leaders, it is impossible for them to mess around with the Focusing Iris.
The items should be returned to their original owners, giving me a chance...it depends on what the blood elves of Dalaran will do. With the help of Silvermoon City, you cannot remain neutral, you must be loyal to the Horde.
Therefore, the tribe I lead is now in a crisis, and those Alliance dogs entrenched in Theramore will not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Most of them were unaware of the difficulties faced by the tribe and were misled by those in power in the Alliance to serve as cannon fodder in the crusade against the tribe.
If they were all like the great Jaina Proudmoore, they could deeply understand the suffering of the people of the tribe, contribute their own meager strength, and eliminate the demons that threaten the people of the tribe.
I will greet the people of the tribe and ask them about their needs, and then we will all be the most harmonious, happy and fulfilling family in Azeroth.
While I was trying to find a way to resolve the current tribal crisis, Jaina was lucky...her voice could actually reach me.
Judging from the performance of the surrounding tribal warriors, it seems that only Vol'jin, Baine and I can hear this sound.
Other warriors are still immersed in despair about the future, and I will encourage them.
As expected, they all mustered the courage to fight the Alliance to the death. This is the bloody tribe, my tribe.
As for Arthas in that voice? Could the Lich King be resurrected... Did Grand Duke Bolvar fail? This might be good news. Maybe we can put aside our hatred and unite against the outside world.
Jaina Proudmoore, you are truly a blessing to the Horde... Of course, this is just an illusion, and reality will never be so ideal.
If the Lich King Arthas is resurrected, the glorious Horde warriors will not even be able to die in peace. I, Garrosh, will never allow this to happen.
The actions of the Forsaken who resurrect the dead are no different from those of the Lich King. If they really still have a sense of honor, they should dedicate everything to the Horde and even Azeroth.
It would be better to not bring the suffering you have endured on your friends but to direct it at your enemies, but they also used the corpses of tribal warriors to develop a stronger plague. This is what I can't stand the most.
I was right about you. You came when the tribe was about to face a crisis, and you remained loyal to the tribe.
In the face of the life and death of the Horde, Lor'themar, Sylvanas, you have come here with your elite troops. Perhaps my previous worries about you were wrong. Let us work together to repel the Alliance.
You asked me what I thought of the Lich King, Arthas Menethil... but all we saw was a black dragon filled with evil.
Hmm...it seems that the power of the mage is indispensable. We warriors cannot do without the help of the mage. In this case, there will be no problem with the dark shamans I trained.
The former chieftain, Thrall... or should it be Gu'el, we are of the same generation, and I am older than him... but he acts like my elder, which is really annoying.
Earthen Ring, I just want you to help Muun Earthfury and his men maintain the stability of Azeroth.
However, sooner or later, neutral leaders will have to lead their organizations to take sides. Only if you can become a force comparable to ours will you have real choice.
We will not trouble you until Azeroth is safe.
Otherwise, if Azeroth is gone, what will happen to the people of our tribe? Will they die in a natural disaster like Draenor was shattered?
I am the chief of the tribe. You gave me this heavy burden. I will let you return to the tribe I lead.
Witness the great achievements I have made for the tribe, understand what you have done wrong, and the people of the tribe should enjoy the life they deserve.
Therefore, Gu'er, you must continue to contribute to the tribe. These dark shamans need your guidance, and the tribe needs the power of the guardian of the earth.
Look what I saw, go home? Visitors from other worlds are real, these Alliance dogs in Theramore are really lucky.
What a ridiculous comedy. Your alliance is really too cowardly. There are not many kind-hearted people like you... asking for help.
Huh? How did you, a little dragon, grow so big? Do you think we are blind?
The tribal warriors who died in the battle have been resurrected. That’s great! After the war, I will bring you back to the tribe safely so that we can enjoy the joy of victory together.
Klanthir, champion of the Horde, who wishes to see the Warchief? The Horde listens... It is Lor'themar who wishes to see me... Lor'themar Theron! Isn't he standing in front of me with Sylvanas?
Two Lor'themars? If they weren't wearing different clothes and the rangers around them were different, I would have found it hard to believe there were two of them. Could they be twin brothers?
But the guy opposite me is dressed too gorgeously. In comparison, the one next to me seems fake.
No, the always low-key Lor'themar doesn't have such momentum, nor the courage... to challenge me?
"Can't you hear me? Garrosh Hellscream!"
"Think about all the things you have done, causing countless innocent tribal people to suffer."
"You are simply the scum of the tribe. You are not worthy to be our chief!"
"We are a tribe of glory. On behalf of the people of the tribe, I just want to tell you one thing. Your so-called glory is all fake! It's just your own imagination!"
Hearing this, Garrosh, who was burning with anger, could no longer hold back. He immediately stood up and angrily denounced the tribal rebels in front of him.
“You call my honor false? Lor’themar Theron, can you not see what I have done for the Horde?”
"Everything I do is urgently needed by the tribe, and the people of the tribe are proud of me..."
"Proud? You are too arrogant, Garrosh Hellscream!"
Lor'themar drew out his dagger and pointed it at Garrosh's neck.
His actions caused Lor'themar Theron, who was standing beside him, to feel extremely worried.
Who are you? Why are you pretending to be me... Fellow Quel'Thalas, you should not be so impatient. It is not the right time yet.
Garrosh will fail sooner or later, and morale will be low, but you are really too impatient. We must seek steady progress.
You should have told me in advance! I can cooperate with you or discuss it with you. There is always a way to avoid such extremes.
Whether you fail or win, you may bring disaster to the revitalized Quel'Thalas... Tell me! Even if you just let me know. I was originally dragged here by Sylvanas...
"Lor'themar Theron, are you crazy? You are from the Horde..."
"You are not worthy to be my chief, the arrogant Hellscream. You are not worthy of the glory of the tribe!"
"Who the hell are you? How dare you pretend to be a hero of the tribe?"
"I am the hero of the Horde, Lor'themar Theron, an ordinary ranger lord loyal to the new Horde."