Kalecgos fully understood that a big man like Muradin could not be persuaded by words such as "saving Azeroth".
Only ordinary people will be deceived, and big shots only care about the exchange of benefits.
Kalecgos picked up the wine glass and tasted it slowly, nodding his head: "It's really a good wine."
Muradin narrowed his eyes and asked: "What does King Saurfang mean? Why is his Hammer of Orgrimmar biting me? Hum, do you think we dwarves are easy to bully?"
Kalecgos sighed deeply: "King Saurfang encountered an annoying thing. His son Dranosh became the natural disaster general. As the saying goes, ogres will not eat their own sons. They need a real
Heroes stepped forward to help Dranosh escape."
Muradin chuckled and asked: "So, what's the price? What price is King Saurfang willing to pay?"
Kalecgos was quiet for a while, then lowered his voice and said:
"I know the whereabouts of a Titan relic. It's in Ulduar. The Titan Guardians treated it as rubbish and placed it in a place where it can easily be penetrated."
After hearing this, Muradin suddenly showed great interest and asked: "Is this true?"
"It's absolutely true." Kalecgos said mysteriously: "Counting the days, it was more than three thousand years ago. I followed the Blue Dragon King Malygos into Ulduar as a guest, and Loken, the God of Wisdom,
Introduced us to this Titan relic."
Muradin looked at Kalecgos in confusion: "It turns out that Loken knew the value of this relic, so why would he just put it aside casually? It doesn't make sense."
Kalecgos smiled slightly: "Because this Titan relic is very dangerous."
A Titan relic that was used to harm people, no wonder it was placed randomly.
Muradin thought carefully for a long time and finally made up his mind.
"Okay, Kalecgos, I promise that I can take action once in exchange for the whereabouts of this Titan relic, but there is no guarantee that I will be able to kill Dranosh."
Kalecgos picked up the wine glass: "It's a pleasure to cooperate."
"The last question." Muradin looked at Kalecgos: "Why do you want to help Saurfang? He is an old guy who is used to treachery."
Kalecgos took a deep breath: "I hate Dranosh very much. He once pursued Jaina. You know, dragons are stingy."
The negotiations between the two parties ended successfully. After Kalecgos left, Muradin wrote a secret letter and sent someone to secretly send it to Icecrown Citadel.
Since Jaina received command of the coalition forces, in compliance with Thrall's wishes, the Silver Northern Expedition and King Qin's army have stayed behind closed doors.
When the appointed day arrives, he immediately fights back to Orgrimmar and hangs King Saurfang's head at the city gate.
On the last day of the agreement, there was a loud rumbling sound in the sky above the coalition camp, and the Horde's warship Hammer of Orgrimmar flew past the sky. King Saurfang stood on the bow of the ship and looked down, carrying his battle ax.
.
Thrall looked up at King Saurfang and said to Vol'jin beside him:
"Saurfang finally lost his composure. I will soon see a good show of father and son killing each other. Dranosh will bury the Saurfang family. There is no better ending than this."
Wojin suddenly saw an airship behind him and said in surprise: "That's the Skybreaker."
"The Alliance's Skybreaker." Thrall jumped up anxiously: "Damn it, could it be Saurfang's reinforcements? Jaina, what's going on?"
When secretly sneaking into the image hall, Jaina used the Skybreaker. Jaina just said lightly: "The Skybreaker was once damaged, and only the dwarves have the repair technology."
Thrall threatened fiercely: "Jaina, you must prevent the Skybreaker from joining the battlefield."
Jaina shrugged her shoulders and spread her hands: "I'm sorry, I can't convince Muradin. If King Varian is willing to cooperate with us, there may be a way."
"Asshole, do you all want to die?"
Thrall jumped up with anger, flew into a rage, and ordered:
"Jaina, immediately mobilize the army and take our handsome king with you. If necessary, I allow you to attack the Skybreaker."
Jaina knew that Thrall was angry and could not refuse, so she could only comply.
Of course, a person as smart as Jaina would not really follow Thrall's orders and act on her own initiative.
The Hammer of Orgrimmar approached the second floor of Icecrown Citadel first. Bursts of artillery fire roared, covering the landing of the Skybreaker on the balcony of the second floor.
Muradin led about a thousand dwarves to the balcony. The dwarves were well-equipped and well-trained. They were all the elites of Ironforge. The thousand undead orcs led by Dranosh were absolutely no match. This made King Saurfang extremely
rest assured.
The Hammer of Orgrimmar slowly left, and King Saurfang used a telescope to watch the confrontation between Muradin and Dranosh.
But soon, King Saurfang could no longer remain calm. He saw Jaina leading the soldiers of the Silver Northern Expedition, moving closer to Muradin.
From a distance, Jaina shouted loudly:
"Muradin, retreat quickly. This is an internal conflict among the orcs, and you do not need to participate in it."
Muradin waved his hand and said: "Little girl, in order to save Azeroth, we dwarves must also fulfill our part of the responsibility."
When the persuasion failed, Jaina gave up and did not intend to participate.
Dranosh raised his battle ax and roared angrily: "The cunning Alliance dogs will never enter Icecrown Citadel. Every time a dwarf is sacrificed, it will increase the strength of the Scourge."
Muradin laughed loudly and said: "A mere orc dares to hinder the alliance. Warriors, attack."
Dranosh brandished his ax and prepared for battle.
Suddenly, a strange whirlwind blew up in Icecrown Fortress, sweeping up Muradin and more than a thousand dwarf warriors, and quickly disappeared without a trace.
“That’s okay too!”
King Saurfang was dumbfounded. Although he knew that Muradin had some connection with the Scourge, he didn't expect it to be so blatantly waterproof.
Jaina was secretly delighted and immediately used magic to transmit her voice and said loudly:
"King Saurfang, time is running out. Dranosh is your son, and you must end things with him."
Saurfang was helpless, sighed deeply, walked into the cabin and changed into a suit of armor.
The Hammer of Orgrimmar was close to the balcony. Surrounded by a large group of soldiers, King Saurfang carried his battle ax and walked towards his son step by step, roaring:
"Gui Zi, do you still recognize me?"
Dranosh said with a ferocious smile: "Of course I will never forget that my father, in Dalaran, Thrall used all means to torture me, but you were listening at the door and did nothing."
King Saurfang was surprised. He did not expect Dranosh to still retain the memories of his life. King Saurfang shook his head and said with a bitter smile:
"You should understand that after the failure of the Gate of Scourge, we can no longer compete with Thrall."
Dranosh waved his battle ax and said with a proud smile:
"So I am honored to be a member of the Scourge. One day, both you and Thrall will become the souls of my axe, and I will be the chief of the tribe."
King Saurfang frowned and said disdainfully: "Look at your appearance, you are just an undead. The leader of the orcs cannot be a dead man."
Dranosh glanced at Jaina secretly and said meaningfully: "The undead can also be resurrected, just like Fordring."