My Rebirth and the Strange Adventure of Black Zhen

"Contact Thrall immediately. I know you, Bronk, have the means to contact and invite him." Garrosh, the chieftain of the tribe, patted Bronk's shoulder with a serious face.

Soon, Sal came to Blanque and Leah Blackzhen.

"Long time no see Garrosh, has the Horde made any big moves recently?"

As the night wind blew, Thrall's iconic weapon, the Hammer of Destruction, appeared and disappeared under his swaying windbreaker.

"Thrall, you will be the instructor of the Shaman profession at the Horde Military Academy. As the chieftain of the tribe, I very much hope that you can improve the tribe's combat effectiveness in a short period of time. It would be even better if you could reconcile the conflicts between the elder orcs and the younger orcs."

Garrosh, the chieftain of the Horde, handed a roasted mantid thigh to Thrall from the fire. "Part of the neutral organizations such as Dalaran and the Earthen Ring will join the Horde Military Academy. It will isolate the Alliance while improving the relations among the various races within the Horde."

Under the moonlight, the mantis demon's thigh meat looked like a pig thigh coated with flour and fried.

“Do you have cumin and chili?”

It's not enough to just share the meat, there are other requirements that Thrall must meet.

"It's my negligence that I didn't bring it. Bronk, why don't you give it to the former Horde Warchief Thrall?" After giving Bronk the order, Horde Warchief Garrosh turned around and promised Thrall, "All the instructors at the Horde Military Academy will be able to eat Mantid barbecue every day."

In order to prevent conflicts between the Horde Warchief Garrosh and the former Horde Warchief Thrall, Bronk was unwilling to leave the scene, but instead asked Leah Blackjewel to step aside.

Leah Heizhen leaned close to Blanck's ear and lowered her voice, "Why don't you ask Amekubo Kaede to send the cumin and chili peppers through the void crack?"

"What kind of meat can't be eaten the next day? Obviously, the meat here refers to something else. What can make the two former tribal chiefs talk in the middle of the night is of course about the distribution of tribal interests."

Thrall, who took over the barbecued meat from the Mantis, complained, "Part of the meat has been burnt. Even if we sprinkle cumin and chili pepper on it, it will not be delicious."

Bronk, who was observing secretly, explained to Leah Black-Jane that "the use of burnt meat refers to the orc supremacy policy initiated by the Horde Chieftain Garrosh, which has messed up the relations between the various races in the Horde."

"I really don't understand. Is there anything that can't be said openly? Why do we have to use other words to replace it?"

Bronk shook his head. "Where is the prestige of the Horde Warchief if he now admits that his previous policies were problematic? Besides, Garrosh is a very arrogant man. For Garrosh to take the initiative to admit his mistakes is like the sun rising in the west."

In the eyes of Bronk and Leah Blackzhen, Garrosh, the chieftain of the tribe, smiled awkwardly and searched for other mantid meat on the grill. "If there was an old hand to guide me, I wouldn't burn all the mantid meat."

"Who told you to grill here secretly without telling me?" Sal complained as he picked up the small meat cleaver next to the grill.

Thrall expertly cut off the charred part and swallowed the rest of the meat in one gulp.

"My bad, my bad. Good things should be shared."

Seeing Thrall eating with relish, the Horde Chieftain Garrosh asked Thrall for a small meat cleaver to deal with the remaining charred meat.

"Who said just now that the Horde Chieftain Garrosh would not admit his mistakes?" Leah Blackjean tapped Bronk's forehead.