Varian immediately understood that the people around him were newcomers who couldn't afford a bribe of ten gold coins, so they had to work hard to pay for the price.
Although most people here have dreams and come to save Azeroth, Azeroth is so noble, how can it be allowed to be saved casually by passers-by?
Without paying some price, you are not even qualified to sacrifice your life.
But Varian paid a bribe. The button was carefully made by the palace jeweler. It took a year and was worth more than a thousand gold coins.
Of course, it's not Varian's most valuable item.
After touching his body, Varian discovered that his clothes had been changed and he was wearing a tattered old clothes with a sour smell.
"Damn it, that dwarf lied to me."
Varian angrily walked out of the crowd to protest.
Unfortunately, a group of orcs came over, all with fierce faces, holding maces, whips and other items. They were the overseers of the Silver Northern Expedition.
Varian was about to say something when an orc overseer raised a mace and hit Varian hard on the mouth.
The beating only caused half of his teeth to fall out, his mouth was full of blood, and he was left whimpering and speechless.
The werewolf glanced at Varian lightly and continued to speak loudly:
"Candidates of the Silver Crusade, the evil Scourge is eyeing the enemy and will destroy Azeroth at any time. The mining of Sapphironxite iron ore cannot be delayed. For the sake of Azeroth, you must work twenty-four hours a day."
"Twenty-four hours, how is this possible?"
Many recruits were confused after hearing this and discussed in low voices. Unfortunately, without exception, they were whipped by the orcs, and in the end everyone shut up.
The werewolf's eyes widened, he waved his arms and shouted:
"The future is made through hard work with both hands. The little hardship you have endured does not matter. If you want to become a master, you must endure hardship. Among those great people who are high above, which one does not work harder than you? Silver
Any officer in the Northern Expeditionary Army, every
He works more than a hundred hours a day. The great Tirion Fordring works no less than a thousand hours a day. King Varian, who is loved by the people, works at least five thousand hours a day, and our great savior
Sal, he works more than 10,000 hours a day."
When the savior Thrall was mentioned, the werewolf had a look of admiration on his face. Everyone was silent. They seemed to be stunned by Thrall's overloaded workload. The werewolf said sharply:
"When you work forty-eight hours a day, you will be eligible to join the Silver Crusade. This is very easy to do."
Driven by a large group of orcs, Varian was forced to follow the crowd and rushed to the nearby Sapphironxite mine, where he began endless and intensive work.
It didn't take long for Varian to feel unbearable pain all over his body, but if he slacked even a little bit, he would be whipped by the orcs, or even eaten alive by the orcs.
Under such harsh pressure, Varian could only work hard to mine the ore. Unfortunately, after only a few hours, some people couldn't stand it anymore and were lying on the ground unable to get up. Even more whips and wooden sticks could not stand it.
Can't keep them working.
At this time, the orc overseer would take a gray pill for them, which Varian guessed was probably some kind of alchemical medicine.
Seeing this pill, Varian felt familiar for some reason.
Needless to say, the effect of the pills was extremely good. It didn't take long for the exhausted miners to get up again and continue mining ores.
Finally, Varian remembered that this came from the memory of his predecessor.
Remember that Varian had just expelled Duke Bolvar, and the jasper mines in Elwynn Forest competed with the death mines in the western wilderness, and the mining volume was often at a disadvantage.
In order to exceed the mining capacity of the Dead Mines, an alchemist was inspired by the plague of the Scourge and invented a zombie potion that can ensure that miners work day and night.
Varian still remembered that his predecessor personally signed the king's decree and agreed to the use of zombie potions. Before long, the output of the Jasper Mine exceeded that of the Death Mine.
But this medicine seemed to have side effects, and the jasper mine was quickly closed.
After mining ore for more than ten hours, Varian finally couldn't stand it any longer. An orc overseer fed him a gray pill. The pill quickly took effect. Varian had no distracting thoughts, no fatigue or pain.
Only ore is mined.
In this way, Varian continued to take gray pills to maintain his strength, and worked around the clock with other miners. A large amount of ore was mined, and after preliminary screening, was shipped to all parts of the world in Azeroth.
Varian gradually forgot time, who he was, and who he was once a human being, working numbly day and night in a dark mine.
On the days when Varian disappeared, Thrall was the first to become unable to sit still.
The Divine Envoy came to Dalaran in person, and the destruction of the Silver Arena made the Divine Envoy angry, and ordered the Alliance and Horde to launch an attack on the Scourge.
Thrall didn't have many soldiers in his hands. Fortunately, the alliance's 100,000-strong King Qin army had arrived in Northrend. Dalaran generously extended a helping hand and transported the 100,000-strong army to the vicinity of Icecrown Citadel.
But unfortunately, King Varian is missing.
Without King Varian, the army of one hundred thousand soldiers was leaderless and their divisions were unknown.
The Duke of Beauval took the opportunity to send spies to stir up trouble among the 100,000-strong army, and soon a large number of deserters appeared.
Only King Varian can stabilize the morale of the army and lead an army of 100,000 to attack Icecrown Citadel. Although Thrall is a great savior, he is not qualified to command the Alliance's army.
Dalaran had to send people to search everywhere. In order to maintain the image of the alliance, it could not be done in a big way and had to be done in private.
But King Varian seemed to have disappeared from the world. He searched all over Northrend, but could not find King Varian. Thrall was so anxious that he couldn't sleep and a lot of his hair fell out.
There can be no further delay. The daily consumption of a hundred thousand troops is an astronomical figure. Without King Varian, the Kingdom of Stormwind will be difficult to maintain, and its logistical supplies are completely cut off.
In her most desperate moment, Jaina could only seek help from former guardian Aegwynn.
On this day, Aegwynn, wearing a gorgeous purple robe, visited Dalaran floating above Crystalsong Forest. Ronin led a group of Dalaran mages to welcome him out.
Aegwynn looked at Luo Ning carefully and said seriously:
"Young man, I saw your fate. An orc put you on the table and ate you cruelly."
Luo Ning hurriedly said humbly: "This is my honor."
Aegwynn snorted coldly and walked straight towards the Violet Castle.
Facing the former guardian, everyone did not dare to breathe. Aegwynn took out a small bottle with a small amount of blood in it. Aegwynn whispered:
"This is Varian's blood. I will use the blood tracing technique. As long as Varian is still alive, I will be able to find it. Since I invented this magic, I have never failed."
Aegwynn took out a crystal ball and placed it on the table. The blood in the vial was poured onto the crystal ball. When the blood seeped into the crystal ball, a magical scene appeared.
In the dark mine, a furry green spider walked on four legs, while the other four legs kept mining the ore.
Judging from the workload, I did work forty-eight hours a day.