The fake Anduin was imprisoned by Varian. Jaina was so angry that she stamped her feet. Unfortunately, she had no choice but to complete Thrall's mission. She could only bring the real Anduin back from Ironforge.
But Muradin would definitely not agree. After thinking for a long time, Jaina suddenly remembered a person, the leader of the draenei, the prophet Velen!
Prophet Velen once publicly said that he was very optimistic about the savior Thrall, and if Thrall was in trouble, he would definitely come to help.
So, Jaina opened the portal and entered the Exodar to seek help from Velen.
King Varian led the agents of MI7 and secretly approached Ironforge.
Of course they did not dare to take the subway, let alone fly directly into Ironforge on a griffon. Dozens of people rode griffons and landed at the Froststone Farm in Dun Morogh.
These dozens of agents were all descendants of nobles. They were usually pampered and idle members of MI7. This time they followed the king and did not realize the danger.
It was a rare opportunity. Everyone said nice things and flattered him all the way, which made Varian very happy. He felt that Shore was very reliable in his work and the agents he selected were all excellent.
Unfortunately, Moira was about to rush to Stormwind City with a few Dark Iron Dwarves. Moira's purpose was to persuade Varian to send troops to Ironforge to help her fight for the throne.
Unexpectedly, the two teams happened to bump into each other.
As soon as she saw King Varian, Moira felt happy and said hurriedly:
"Your Majesty the King, the vicious Jaina took away Prince Anduin and handed him over to Thrall. You must avenge His Highness the Prince."
Varian frowned and said, "That Anduin is fake. The real Anduin must still be in Ironforge."
"False!" Moira was stunned for a moment, secretly happy in her heart, and persuaded again: "Your Majesty the King, please send troops quickly to attack Ironforge and rescue the poor prince."
Varian felt that something was wrong with Moira's attitude. She seemed to care too much about Anduin. An MI7 agent pulled Varian aside and whispered about the relationship between Moira and Anduin.
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When Varian heard this, he was furious: "You are actually Anduin's... Damn it, my noble Wrynn family has dignity and will never allow outsiders to tarnish the family tradition."
As soon as Moira heard "tarnishing the family tradition", she quit and retorted:
"My princess of Ironforge, the daughter of Magni Bronzebeard, the queen of the Dark Iron Dwarves, why is she not worthy of Prince Anduin?"
Varian roared angrily: "We, the Wrynn family, are upright and upright. How could we have anything to do with a widow? Go to hell, you dirty black iron bug."
Moira was so angry that her eyes were on fire. For Anduin's sake, she suppressed her anger and said, "Okay, if you don't want to help, I'll find someone else."
An agent whispered something into Varian's ear, proposing to capture the Ironforge princess and trade her for Prince Anduin.
If Muradin refuses to agree, it will be true and the dwarves of Ironforge will be dissatisfied.
What's more, controlling Moira is equivalent to controlling the Dark Iron dwarves, which is enough to threaten the safety of Ironforge.
This was a typical stupid move, but Varian was already blinded by anger and agreed without hesitation. He roared loudly: "Where are you going? Today I will clear the family's shame for the Wrynn family."
Varian drew his sword and led the agents to catch up with Moira.
Moira suddenly turned around, with blazing flames emanating from her body, like a humanoid fire elemental. She thrust out her hands, grabbed Varian's sword, and crushed it into a pile of scrap metal.
Moira opened her palm, and the fine sword melted into molten iron and fell to the ground.
"Monster!" These pampered aristocratic children had never seen this before. They were so frightened that their legs weakened and they fled in all directions, leaving Varian standing alone.
"King Varian, what do you want to say? I'm giving you a chance." Moira asked majestically.
Varian hurriedly squeezed out a smile and whispered:
"As expected of the princess of Ironforge, she is gentle, virtuous, beautiful and generous. If Anduin can marry you, it must be a blessing given by the Holy Light. On behalf of Anduin, I agree to this marriage."
Moira snorted coldly and said:
"In this case, His Majesty the King will go to Ironforge with me to rescue Prince Anduin. By the way, please His Majesty the King write a letter immediately to mobilize the Stormwind Kingdom's army."
"Easy to say, easy to say! That's what I meant." Varian had no choice but to agree.
Gilneas City, Greymane Manor.
Darius has led his troops to guard Greymane Manor for many days.
Greymane asked Darius to hold on for seven days. The seven days passed quickly, but the frightened Darius did not wait for the enemy.
As the days passed, Darius became more and more anxious. Greymane did not leave much food for him, and he ate it all in seven days.
The soldiers could only venture outside the manor to dig some wild vegetables to satisfy their hunger. Although they were not attacked, they could not prevent the deserters from appearing.
After nearly half of the fleeing soldiers, Darius knew that he could not continue, so he led the soldiers to flee in fear, taking remote roads along the way, which actually allowed him to successfully escape from Gilneas and pass through the damage to the Greymane Wall.
Entering the Hillbread Foothills.
Greymane led the team to station in Nanhai Town, which was destroyed during the Cataclysm. Greymane directed the soldiers to repair the docks and build ships.
Seeing Darius coming all the way, Greymane hurriedly greeted him. Darius's eyes turned red, and he knelt on the ground and cried: "Your Majesty, you have fulfilled your mission. I have not embarrassed Gilneas."
Greymane saw that less than half of Darius's soldiers were left, all of them were in ragged clothes and skinny. He thought they had experienced a fierce battle, and he was moved to tears.
"Darius, thank you so much for your hard work. Now Gilneas has fallen into the hands of the Forsaken and the Bloodfang Werewolves. Only by uniting can you and I regain the lost territory, regain our land, and save our people."
Darius burst into tears and burst into tears:
"Your Majesty the King, I fought all the way out of Gilneas. When I saw our people struggling painfully under the iron heel of the enemy, I wanted to kill the murderer immediately. Unfortunately, I didn't have enough troops. I swear here that I will take back Gilneas in my lifetime."
Greymane helped Darius up: "Okay, as long as we are determined, we will definitely succeed. Now that our homeland has been lost, we can only temporarily avoid the limelight. I have discussed it with the night elves, Malfurion and Tyran
De allowed us to seek refuge in Darnassus."
Darius nodded and looked in the direction of Gilneas: "Your Majesty the King, this is just a strategic shift. One day, we will come back."
Tens of thousands of people were stationed in Nanhai Town at once, and Greymane brought a lot of savings, so the soldiers of Gilneas were relatively wealthy and attracted a large number of merchants.
That night, Prince Liam, the son of Greymane, was drinking in a tavern. He was drunk and listened to the drinkers discussing Jaina.
Queen Jaina of Theramore is committed to regulating peace between the Alliance and the Horde. She has a good reputation among the people. Many businessmen praise Jaina for her kindness.
Prince Liam's anger surged after hearing this. He had not forgotten Jaina's conspiracy to capture Gilneas, so he shouted a few words under the influence of wine:
"A bunch of idiots, Jaina is Thrall's lackey, you were all deceived by her."