Chapter 755 The Conflict Of The Tauren

Levin held his chin, lost in thought. After a while, he said thoughtfully: "Maev, I want to confirm that the voting situation of the five major tauren clans is now 2 to 2. The Woodhoof clan is still hesitating?"

Maiev nodded and confirmed: "Yes, this is the current situation."

Levin raised a new question: "Maiev, have you conducted a detailed investigation on the number of black dragons in Highmountain except Neltharion?"

Maiev answered affirmatively: "Yes. Although after Neltharion went crazy, even his dragon queen Sinestra could not bear his madness and fled, but according to my investigation, there are still dozens of people near his lair. There are only adult dragons and hundreds of baby dragons active. As for the young dragons and dragon eggs, I have not found the entrance to the nest at all, so I have no relevant information. "But there must be more than the number of baby dragons."

The combat effectiveness of the young dragon is almost negligible. With their immature breath, as long as they are not hit head-on, any ordinary soldier can easily defeat these baby dragons.

Although those little dragons that have just emerged from their shells have the blood of the dragon clan, at this stage, they are not yet able to show the power that the dragon clan should have.

However, the young dragon is a completely different situation. Judging from the evaluation standards of the night elves, the aerial power of the young dragons with high intelligence is at least equal to that of the two-headed chimera, and may even be more powerful. They have begun to show the unique ferocity and fearlessness of the dragons, which no army can The existence of neglect.

Adult dragons are the backbone of the dragon clan. Their strength and wisdom are unparalleled. Although they do not reach the legendary level, in terms of destructive power alone, an adult dragon is no less than a legendary strongman.

Although there are only a dozen dragons left in the High Mountains, if an effective response method cannot be found, once a war breaks out, these dozen dragons will be enough to completely destroy the entire tauren tribe. Their existence is like the Sword of Damocles hanging over the Minotaur's head, which makes people feel uneasy.

Maiev saw the flash of thought in Levin's golden eyes [but her heart moved. She couldn't help but ask: "What are you doing? Are you really planning to drive the black dragon out of High Mountain?"

Levin came back to his senses and looked up at Maiev strangely: "Otherwise? Are you going to continue to rub elbows with the Linho clan? We don't have the time now."

He paused and continued: "The front line is still under tremendous pressure, and the Burning Legion's reinforcements will gather more and more. We must launch a decisive battle as soon as possible, make a good plan, and solve the Tauren's worries once and for all."

His tone was firm and decisive, and he was obviously fully prepared.

"Uh..." Maiev was quite speechless at Levin's unique way of thinking, "Wait a minute, your purpose here is not to convince the Tauren tribe, but to deal with Neltharion... …

"That's true々]..." Levin shrugged easily and said calmly, "Didn't I say it from the beginning, my goal is to deal with Neltharion."

"But..." Maiev seemed to want to say something else.

"Look, aren't I trying to think of ways to convince the tauren right now?" Levin interrupted her, smiled and patted her shoulder, "If you don't show the tauren some actual benefits, you can just rely on words. Changing their minds? That would be naive. Besides, by your own admission, you are not good at persuading others. So why don’t we do something we are better at?”

Levin's words made Maiev deep in thought. She looked up at Cai Wen, a hint of understanding flashing in her eyes.

Maybe, he was right, since talking can't do it, they really need to change their strategy and do something they are really good at.

"If we really can't be sure, we might as well take a two-pronged approach." Levin observed the wavering on Maiev's face and took the opportunity to suggest, "On the one hand, we will continue to maintain communication with the Woodhoof clan. If we can convince the hesitant chief, we will naturally It's the best. But before that, we might as well talk to the people of the High Mountain, Blood Totem and Rivermane clans to test their determination and stance. If the chief of the Skyhorn clan returns, remember to inform me as soon as possible. ”

"Oh... ok." Maiev rubbed her forehead helplessly and sighed: "It's up to you, do whatever you want. I just hope you don't incite the tauren and the black dragons to engage in unnecessary fights. Fight to the death, after all, these soldiers are the reinforcements we urgently need to send to the front line."

Levin smiled slightly and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, there is no gain without effort. If you don't let go of your children, you won't be able to trap the wolf. I will be careful."

Even though Levin said this, Maiev couldn't help rolling her eyes and thinking to herself: "Is it really appropriate? Why do I always feel a little uneasy..."

"How much do you know about the black dragon's weaknesses?" Levin stared at the burly tauren warrior in front of him, holding a spear, with a probing tone in his voice.

The tauren stroked his horns in confusion, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "I don't know if this is a weakness, but since Neltharion betrayed the Dragon Legion, none of his black dragons seem to be willing to live there. It seems that there is some deadly threat hidden in the Black Dragon King's lair."

"Oh?" After hearing this, Levin narrowed his eyes slightly. Although this information seemed trivial, when he thought of the reason for Neltharion's fall, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind. "So, the cave that was once Neltharion's lair has now become a forbidden area for the black dragons?"

The tauren standing in front of him was named Lese Gaoling, the brother of Huon Gaoling. Ever since Hun left the tribe and went to support the night elves, the heavy responsibility of the rear fell on his shoulders.

Lesser nodded and said affirmatively: "That's true. In that cave, apart from a large number of Drogbal taking care of the black dragon's eggs, there are only a few dragon people staying there... Oh, by the way, there have been a lot of goblins there recently, and I don’t know what they are up to.”

Drogbar, this race known as stone trolls by the world, has a daunting appearance, ferocious and ugly.

It is rumored that they are also the creations of Titans, however, they are similar to the Troggs, except that their creation process does not seem to be perfect, and they are regarded as failed creations of Taikun.

Despite this, Drogbar is quite worthy of his identity as a Titan creation, possessing an innate strong affinity with the earth.

It is precisely because of this that they were enslaved by the black dragon army of Neltharion, the guardian of the earth.

Levin vaguely remembers that in the original book, their history of slavery did not end until the smoke of the ancient war cleared.

At that time, Chief Huon Highmountain led the resistance of the tauren and Drogbar, wielding the Hammer of Khaz'goroth, the Pillar of Creation, and finally drove away Deathwing, allowing Drogbar to survive. Be free again.

As for the goblins, these little creatures who only have interests in their eyes possess amazing smelting skills. The reason why they appear on this land is for no other reason than to cast strong armor for the black dragon in exchange for the wealth they need.

Ahur, the chief of the Rivermane clan, is a tauren with an elegant appearance and a calm temperament. His temperament is incompatible with other tauren who are tall and thick. He was wearing a robe covered with colorful bird feathers and holding a zigzag wooden staff, exuding a mysterious and solemn aura.

"...Mr. Cuiye, what do you have to say? There are still many wounded among my tribe waiting for me to treat them." The chief, who was well versed in shamanism, frowned slightly.

Looking directly at Levin, there was a hint of impatience in his tone, "If you still come to lobby us to send troops, then I advise you to give up. The Rivermane tribe will never abandon any injured tribesman to participate in a battle. We have nothing to do with the war.

Levin waved his hand gently, signaling Ahur to calm down.

"Don't speak too early. Let me ask you a question first." He looked around at the chiefs present and slowly said, "If we remove the threat of the black dragon, are you willing to sacrifice for the safety of Azeroth?" , how about making a contribution?”

"That's natural!" Dezko, the chief of Blood Totem, stood up suddenly, patted his chest heavily, and said heroically, "As long as there is a glorious war, the warriors of Blood Totem will definitely charge forward. ,Never back down!”

Hearing this, Ahur couldn't help but sneered and retorted: "Even if it means the death of the clan, are you willing to do so? Chief Dezko, I advise you to think more about your clansmen."

"What I'm talking about (getting money) is the will of all the tribesmen!" Dezko Blood Totem glared and retorted without any sign of weakness, "Don't think that everyone is as timid as you Erhemane! "

"You!" Ahul was so angry that he was speechless for a moment, and the situation suddenly became tense.

"Enough! Enough!" Levin shouted loudly, trying to interrupt the heated argument between the two chiefs.

There was a dumbfounded expression on his face, and he made appeasing movements with his hands to signal them to calm down their anger: "Two respected chiefs, arguing will not resolve our differences, it will only make us more divided. Please calm down, everyone." ,discuss the problem rationally.”

He looked around, his eyes moving on the two angry chiefs, then took a deep breath and said in a calm tone: "I raise this question not to create conflicts between you, but to relieve your worries.

Lesser Gaoling touched the braid on his chin in confusion, frowning, as if he was trying to understand the meaning of Levin's words: "How do you say this?"

A mysterious smile appeared on Levin's face, and he shook his head: "I can't tell you everything yet. The specific plan needs to be fine-tuned based on the subsequent situation. But don't worry, I will go to Neltharion's lair first. After some investigation, we will make a final decision after understanding the situation clearly.”