Garrosh Hellscream led an army of 200,000 well-equipped orcs, passed through the Gate of Scourge, which had been burned by the red dragons, and suddenly appeared near the coalition camp.
Jaina led the main force of the coalition to attack Icecrown Citadel. The camp was completely defenseless, and Garrosh easily broke through the camp.
The Argent Crusade and Stormwind King's army in the camp were forced to lay down their weapons, and Thrall, Vol'jin, Eitrigg, Sylvanas, etc. all became prisoners.
The cruel Garrosh wanted to destroy the entire Alliance army and make it into hard dried meat, but the Oracle stopped him. The Oracle claimed that the attack on Icecrown Citadel must have the assistance of the Alliance army.
Originally, Garrosh wanted to cooperate with King Varian, but the fake King Varian took advantage of the chaos and escaped. Garrosh had no choice but to fall back and try to convince Jaina.
But unexpectedly, Jaina saw through the ambush and used the flash technique to disappear.
Garrosh had no choice but to cooperate with Fordring.
Fordring, who was hanging on the flagpole, had not had a drop of water for several days and was already dying of hunger. Garrosh personally put him down and offered him food and drink.
Fording devoured his food, and Garrosh pretended to be sincere and said:
"Tirion Fordring, you betrayed countless humans and obtained a large amount of rations for the tribe. You are the great hero of the orcs. But the ungrateful Thrall treated you like this. Why don't you cooperate with me? You will
Be respected in the tribe and become a great hero second only to me."
Fording thought for a moment and knew that the situation was over. Thrall had suffered such a disaster and it was probably impossible to restore the situation. He said flatteringly:
"Garrosh, in my heart, you are the true chief of the tribe. Tirion Fordring is willing to follow you, be your subordinate in life, and be your loyal undead after death."
"Very good, Fording, I am very satisfied with you."
Garrosh patted Fording's shoulder enthusiastically and ordered:
"The Silver Northern Expedition and King Qin's army in Stormwind City are under your command. I have become the chief of the tribe. What do you think is the most important thing right now?"
Fording rolled his eyes and whispered:
"Warchief, the most important thing right now is to execute Thrall, Vol'jin, Sylvanas and others. As long as these three people die, their followers will become a mess, including the Undercity.
In your hands."
Garrosh stroked his fangs and muttered: "I originally wanted to hold a public trial to list the crimes of Thrall and others, execute them publicly, cut their bodies into thousands of pieces, and tell the world."
Fording shook his head and said cautiously: "Great Chief, a substitute can be used for the public trial. Thrall and others should be executed without delay in case there are changes."
Garrosh felt that what Fordring said was reasonable, and immediately led people to where Thrall and others were imprisoned.
Unexpectedly, it was a step too late, Antonidas sneaked into the camp at some point, opened the portal, and Sal and others all escaped.
Garrosh was very upset. His army was extremely powerful, but unfortunately it was weak in magic.
Fording spoke again:
"Warchief, before Thrall is eliminated, we should not conflict with the Scourge. Otherwise, if we lose our troops, Thrall will have a chance to breathe, and the consequences will be unpredictable."
Garrosh also understood this truth and nodded:
"I have no hatred against the Scourge. It was Thrall who destroyed Lordaeron and smashed the head of King Terenas. At that time, I was still farming in Nagrand. I will send people to negotiate with the Scourge.
The two sides have reached a truce."
Fording added on the side: "There is only one place for Thrall to go, the Undercity."
Garrosh smiled sinisterly and said: "This mere Undercity will surely turn into ruins under my army. I am not the stupid Gul'dan."
Fortunately, Antonidas got the news in time and sneaked into the camp to rescue Sal and others.
Thrall fled to the Undercity in embarrassment. Thrall was furious and said to Sylvanas:
"Queen of Darkness, Garrosh is coming this time with ferocity and ambition. He will not let go of the Undercity. I also ask Her Majesty the Queen to prepare a defense early. I will contact the Guardian Medivh and ask him to stand up and seek justice."
Sylvanas is a smart person and knows that the Undercity is no match for the 200,000 orcs. Moreover, Garrosh will definitely unite with the tauren, blood elves and other tribes to launch a massive crusade against the Forsaken.
To take a step back, even if Sylvanas were lucky enough to defeat Garrosh, it would still be undesirable.
Once Thrall returns to Orgrimmar and resumes his position as warchief, the first thing to be eradicated will be the fearful Undercity.
Win or lose, the Forsaken are in great danger.
If possible, Sylvanas is very willing to betray Thrall, Vol'jin and others to Garrosh in exchange for the safety of the Undercity.
Sylvanas said calmly:
"Varimathras deliberately made things difficult a few days ago, and the Forsaken's vitality was severely damaged. An army of 10,000 orcs, not to mention 200,000, could not stop them. If we want to defeat Garrosh, we can only ask the Alliance to send troops."
"Alliance?" Thrall's eyes rolled around after hearing this.
Sylvanas further explained:
"Whether it's the Silver Northern Expedition or King Qin's army in Stormwind City, as long as King Varian gives the order, they will immediately turn around and attack Garrosh. Although the Kingdom of Stormwind is not as big as before, it still has great potential, and sending a hundred thousand troops is not enough.
question."
"It's a pity that King Varian has disappeared." Thrall scratched his head anxiously.
Sylvanas looked at Antonidas aside, and Antonidas took a step forward and said:
"King Varian disappeared in Northrend. It's probably a very bad thing. If there are any relics from his lifetime, such as hair, nails, blood-stained bandages and other items, I can use spiritualism to resurrect King Varian.
The Forgotten.”
Varian, who had turned into a mining spider, had been cooked and eaten by Thrall. Thrall looked at Vol'jin without hope. Vol'jin took off a necklace from his neck and took out a withered skull.
This is the secret method of the trolls. It can shrink the head of the enemy using secret techniques, wear it as a necklace and wear it around the neck. This skull belongs to Varian.
Wojin handed the head to Antonidas. Antonidas did not dare to neglect and hurriedly ordered his subordinates to find a human body and perform spiritualism in public.
The green liquid seemed to be boiling, and a human body was floating and sinking. Antonidas held Varian's shrunken head and muttered something.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and soon a soul penetrated into the skull. Antonidas carefully placed the skull into the green liquid.
Red light radiated from the eye sockets of the human body, and a slightly majestic man's voice came: "Damn it, Sal, haven't you cooked me yet?"
After becoming a wandering spirit, Varian gradually regained his memory and clearly realized that he had been cooked and eaten by Thrall. The boiling green liquid successfully brought back bad memories.
Sylvanas smiled slightly: "King Varian, congratulations on becoming the Forsaken."
"What, the Forsaken?"
Varian sat up from the green liquid, looked at his hands and feet, and made a desperate voice: "Thal, all of this is thanks to you, and you and I are irreconcilable."