The military operation against the Scourge was of great importance, and was led by Prophet Velen himself, while Vindicator Maraad remained in the Exodar.
After the draenei arrived, Thrall personally came out to greet them.
Thrall's expression was slightly embarrassed. Ever since the Draenei fled to the world of Azeroth, Thrall had expected that there would be such an awkward meeting sooner or later, and he didn't know how to face Velen.
You must know that the orcs and draenei hate each other for genocide, a deep hatred that cannot be reconciled.
Viren showed a kind smile and said magnanimously:
"Thall, let the past be bygones. History has turned a new page. I, Velen, am kind-hearted by nature and will never care about the hatred of the past. The draenei will join hands with the orcs to create the beauty of Azeroth."
tomorrow."
After hearing this, Sal suddenly felt relieved.
It is said that Prophet Velen is a complete idiot, and now it seems that what they say is true. How can it be difficult to deal with such a stupid old guy?
Thrall showed a false smile and said cordially to Velen:
"Prophet Velen, you are the eldest leader of Azeroth. You are highly respected. As a junior, I am full of respect for you. The Draenei have a long history and a unique culture.
, is a good example for us orcs to learn from.”
The two chatted happily and hit it off so well that they almost became brothers of different races.
Thrall invited Velen to taste the delicious tauren meat, and the draenei set up camp near the Argent Crusade.
It is said that the draenei arrived too quickly, and other races are drifting on the sea at the moment.
Velen had nothing to do and decided to visit the famous Fordring and meet the nemesis of the Scourge, the famous Silver Crusade.
King Qin's army in Stormwind City has officially joined the Silver Crusade, under the leadership of Fordring.
Velen entered the Silver Crusade camp and was shocked when he saw that the tents in the camp were in tatters and were leaking from all sides. The soldiers were thinly dressed, most of them were skinny, with pale faces, staggering and weak.
Looking at the food eaten by the human soldiers, the soup was thin and watery, with no rice grains visible. It tasted sour and smelly, making it difficult to swallow. They could only eat one meal in a day.
It was rumored that Fording had defeated the Scourge countless times. Of course Velen would not believe it. When he saw this scene, he became even more convinced that Fording was a big liar who was just trying to gain fame.
Viren couldn't help but feel sympathy and said politely:
"It is said that the conditions of the Silver Northern Expedition are difficult, but they still persisted in fighting the Scourge and achieved a major victory. I am very moved. Fordring and the Draenei are willing to provide food and support the Silver Northern Expedition free of charge."
The Draenei have advanced technology, and although their weapons and equipment are very backward, they are well prepared in terms of food and protection from the cold.
The proud Fording immediately refused.
Fording had just had lunch. He was half a plump panda, very full and full.
After wiping the oil on his mouth, Fording said loudly:
"Thank you for the prophet's kindness, but you may not understand humans. We humans have dignity. Even if the Silver Crusade starves to death, they will never eat a grain of draenei food."
Fording's insistence made Velen very embarrassed. After all, Velen had lived for countless years. He knew very well that this was not the dignity of human soldiers, but Fording's own dignity.
Obtaining aid from the draenei would be tantamount to admitting Fordring's incompetence.
Rather than countless soldiers dying of cold and hunger, Fording's dignity cannot be trampled on.
Viren frowned slightly and said as tactfully as possible:
"Fording, the Draenei have brought a lot of cold-weather clothing and don't know how to use it. Why not sell it to the Silver Crusade at a high price. After the Icecrown Fortress is conquered, you can just pay back the money. It will be considered as doing me a favor."
Such euphemistic words maintained Fording's dignity, and there should be no reason to refuse.
It's a pity that Viren underestimated Fording's self-esteem. Whether ordinary soldiers would freeze to death or whether Fording's dignity was more important, Fording could easily make a choice.
Fording, who was wearing a thick walrus leather coat, widened his eyes, with pride and pride on his face, and shouted domineeringly: "Velan, you are trampling on human dignity. Our soldiers would rather freeze to death than
Wear draenei clothes, come and see off guests."
Velen was so helpless and found it difficult to understand Fording's pride, so he had no choice but to leave.
When they learned that Fording had rejected Velen's aid, many human soldiers shed tears of excitement, and some veterans sighed with emotion:
"Great Fording did well and did the right thing. We humans have self-respect. Even if we are afraid of freezing to death and starving to death in Northrend, we will never need any assistance from the Draenei."
"Life has a price, dignity cannot be exchanged, Fording is mighty, Fording is domineering."
"Fording has done a great job. If we accept the assistance from the Draenei, even if we survive, we are already dead. As long as we maintain our dignity, even if we die of cold and hunger, we humans will have gained eternal life and dignity.
Long live."
That night, a cold wave hit, and the temperature dropped suddenly. Thousands of Silver Northern Expeditionary troops were frozen into popsicles, most of them were veterans with poor health. Tens of thousands of Silver Northern Expeditionary troops suffered varying degrees of frostbite.
The frozen soldiers of the Silver Crusade were transported to the orc camp and made into hard dried meat directly. The frostbitten Silver Crusaders lacked medical treatment and could only keep wailing in the tent.
Fording executed the seriously wounded without mercy, and the corpses were made into the orcs' rations.
Seeing that the temperature of the weather was getting lower and lower, many Silver Crusade soldiers realized that they could not survive, so a large number of deserters once again appeared, fleeing to the nearby Icecrown Fortress and surrendered to the Scourge.
The appearance of the deserters made Fording furious.
Even so, Dignity still could not make Fordring compromise, and once again refused Velen's assistance, but he hoped that Velen could send draenei soldiers to help prevent the emergence of deserters.
Velen agreed to Fordring's request, and thousands of Draenei soldiers patrolled outside the human camp.
In this cold night, a group of Draenei soldiers were surprised to find a crowd of black people pouring out of the human camp. They were the Silver Northern Expeditionary Army who could not endure the cold and hunger.
A fierce battle broke out. The hungry and cold deserters were the opponents of the draenei. It soon turned into a one-sided massacre, with corpses piled up like mountains and blood flowing like rivers.
Prophet Velen never expected that after the Draenei entered Northrend, their first opponent would be the Silver Crusade.
Icecrown Citadel.
A large number of human souls are constantly pouring into the soul prison of the Scourge Corps.
These were the fallen Silver Crusade troops. Kel'Thuzad sighed slightly, feeling sad for the deaths of these soldiers.
In the sky above the soul prison, a thick tentacle suddenly opened its eyes.
N'Zoth's voice echoed in Icecrown Citadel, first taunting:
"Look what I saw? Is this the great hero Fording? Poor Silver Crusade, I hope you won't encounter a bastard like Fording in your next life. I have good news for everyone. I finally
Now that I know the final destination of the orc souls, I’m afraid you won’t believe it if I tell you.”