The Alliance and the Horde have gathered an army of 100,000 people, plus tens of thousands of soldiers from the Silver Crusade, and the army of more than 100,000 people is preparing to attack Fordagon's army.
From the bottom of his heart, Thrall was extremely afraid of the Scourge. Even after receiving news of the Scourge's weakening, he still had concerns and did not dare to confront them head-on.
In order to leave room for mediation, Thrall used the banner of annihilating Fordragon's Legion, but in fact he was directly fighting the Scourge Legion. If the situation went bad, there was still room for negotiation.
After all, Thrall did not officially declare war on the Scourge.
The Fordagon Army only had about 3,000 soldiers. Facing the menacing army of hundreds of thousands, Duke Bolvar knew that it would be difficult to resist, so he abandoned the relatively simple Fordagon Fortress and entered the heavily guarded Icecrown Fortress.
According to the plan that had been arranged long ago, Robbie ordered the soldiers to hide in the deepest part of the Ice Crown Citadel and prepare to enter the new world.
The Scourge soldiers transformed by the flesh and soul of the orcs put on the armor of Fordagon's legions and went to garrison at the Gate of Scourge. Their appearance was the same as that of the other races in the Alliance, and they became the main force in fighting against the Alliance and the Horde.
The armies of the Alliance and the Horde were still on the way, and the first ones to arrive at the Gate of Scourge were the Silver Northern Expeditionary Army, which occupied the deserted Fordagon Fortress without any bloodshed.
Fording did not dare to attribute the credit to himself and hurriedly wrote to the savior Thrall.
King Varian was eager to make great achievements. While the 20,000 soldiers were still being recruited, he led the 30,000 soldiers of the Alliance of Dauntless Fortress and marched non-stop towards the Gate of Scourge.
Only halfway through, news of victory came from the front.
Garrosh led the Horde army to continuously break through three lines of defense of the Scourge, annihilating millions of Scourge troops, and successfully captured Fordragon Fortress.
Fordagon's legions suffered more than 50,000 casualties, and the remaining troops withdrew into the Gate of Scourge and could not escape.
King Varian was surprised. At this moment, the tribe's 50,000 soldiers were still sailing on the sea and had not reached Northrend. There was only Fordring's Silver Northern Expedition in Dragonblight.
After hesitating for a long time, King Varian was doubtful and asked his staff:
"I think there's something wrong with this battle report. Garrosh can't be so heroic?"
The staff member praised loudly: "General Garrosh is extremely talented and brave. He is even braver than his father. One man can defeat an army of 100,000 people."
King Varian smiled and shook his head: "Garrosh is just an orc after all. How can he have such terrifying strength? This battle report is too exaggerated."
The staff spoke plausibly: "Garrosh's father, Grom. Resistance Roar, once killed the wilderness demigod Cenarius. Couldn't the wilderness demigod's methods be comparable to those of a hundred thousand troops?"
Varian found that he could not refute, and could only tell from another angle: "But the Fordagon Legion only has three thousand soldiers, how can the casualties exceed fifty thousand?"
The aide's expression remained unchanged as he spoke eloquently: "Since entering Northrend, with the support of the Scourge Legion, the Fordagon Army has expanded its army several times, and its number has already exceeded 100,000."
"One hundred thousand?"
Varian was speechless, and with suspicion, urged the army to move forward.
The alliance's 30,000 troops marched day and night, and the next day, another good news came from the front line.
General Dranosh attacked the Scourge Gate and successfully killed Lord Malogar, the Scourge Guard.
Legend has it that Lord Malogar was crafted from the bones of a thousand dragons. It was the proud work of the Lich King Arthas. Even if the five Aspect Dragons unite, they are no match for him.
King Varian was affected, mad with jealousy, and without saying a word, he hastened his march.
During the alliance's march, the battle reports from the past few days combined showed that the total casualties of the Fordagon Army exceeded one million, the losses of the Scourge Legion reached tens of millions, and the number of casualties of the Scourge Generals reached as many as hundreds.
King Varian's face became increasingly gloomy, and he finally led his army to the Dragonblight and entered Fordagon Fortress occupied by the Silver Crusade.
Tirion Fordring came out to greet him and said arrogantly:
"Your Majesty the King, you came too late. The Scourge Legion has almost been wiped out."
Varian frowned and asked displeasedly:
"I heard that Garrosh, Dranosh and other Horde generals destroyed countless enemies. Even Eitrigg killed more than 100,000 Scourge soldiers. Why don't they come out to greet them?"
Fording looked proud and said proudly:
"Although the generals of the tribe have not arrived in Northrend, they are thousands of miles away from the enemy and are truly unmatched by anyone in the world."
"Killing enemies from thousands of miles away?"
Varian thought this was a joke, but he didn't expect such a ridiculous thing to happen before his eyes.
"Your Majesty the King, if you don't believe it, please come with me. Believe me, you will accept it soon."
Fording led the way and led King Varian into the fortress. In a small room, Varian saw a kobold with golden hair.
Big Candle Garg is the army editor of the tribe. After all, he is just a timid kobold. When he saw King Varian, he stood up hurriedly and said respectfully:
"Your Majesty the Great King, it is so good to meet you."
Varian snorted coldly, took Gage's draft, and finally understood how the tribal generals killed enemies from thousands of miles away.
In accordance with the wishes of the savior Thrall, Garg created a fictional tribe of generals who faced the wall and killed the enemy heroically. After polishing, they were published in authoritative publications across Azeroth, bringing glory to the tribe.
Under this terrible propaganda offensive, the people of all races in Azeroth yearned for the heroes of the Horde and became idols in their hearts, full of reverence.
Jiage had a flattering look on his face and whispered:
"Your Majesty the King, I will compile a heroic deeds for you right away, and make up several natural disaster generals to become the souls of your sword. The ignorant people will definitely regard you as a hero."
Varian's face was as dark as water, he waved his hand and said confidently:
"I don't need these false propaganda. What I need is real merit. The alliance's army has arrived. The Duke of Bolvar only has three thousand soldiers. How can he be my enemy?"
After hearing this, Fording had a look of disdain on his face: "Your Majesty the King, the Scourge Legion is heavily defended. The Gate of Scourge is easy to defend but difficult to attack. You will soon be able to return."
Varian glared at Fording fiercely: "I am not a coward like you."
Regardless of the fatigue of the soldiers marching, Varian personally led an army of 30,000 to attack the Gate of Wrath.
When he arrived at the Gate of Scourge, Varian, who lacked combat experience, was dumbfounded.
Angasa, the Gate of Scourge, is a towering and majestic pass. The city wall is hundreds of meters high, glowing with a metallic black light. There are no traces of stacking, as if it was built in one piece.
Facing this extremely terrifying pass, King Varian felt dizzy.
Let alone withstand the attacks from the defenders, it is almost impossible to just climb this cliff-like city wall.
What's more, there are thousands of soldiers patrolling the city walls.
After being silent for a long time, Varian reluctantly ordered:
"retreat."
Returning to Fordragon Fortress, Varian ordered the entire army to rest.
Varian thought for a long time and finally made up his mind to find the big candle Gager.
"I need a press release about killing the enemy heroically. It's best to write about me as tall and mighty as possible."
Jiage showed a mysterious smile and said flatteringly: