Since becoming a loyal believer of the ancient god C'Thun, Kor'gall learned of the existence of the ancient dark empire, and the glorious and great civilization was destroyed because of the Titans.
Kogar was filled with awe, and his temper gradually changed.
For example, Ko'gall has become a lover of learning. He has multiple eyes on his body, tentacles growing from his joints, and can read dozens of books at the same time.
Groups of orcs were sent into Orgrimmar from the Caverns of Time, fighting and dying. The survivors were thrown into the civilian areas to die. Korgall didn't understand why Garrosh did this.
He came to Garrosh's residence, which was luxuriously furnished and covered with thick walrus furs on the floor. There was always a refreshing fragrance, which proved that orcs also like fragrance.
Except for defecation anywhere.
Cho'gall found a pile of unexpected items in the closet and frowned. This was obviously the work of Garrosh.
Garrosh's study is filled with documents, including official documents from various places, letters to and from, backup copies of orders, etc.
Kogar's hands and tentacles moved together, grabbing the documents and reading them aloud. He had an extremely smart mind and meticulous thinking, and he finished reading the mountain of documents in less than half a day.
Sitting on the top of the pile of documents, Korgall fell into thinking.
Kou was the first to come to the conclusion: "I understand, it's the utilization rate of the orcs. The orcs are constantly sent from the Cave of Time to Orgrimmar. They are consumed at will, and the utilization rate is extremely low."
Cho'gall grabbed a document, which was a troop transfer order signed by Garrosh.
Orc scouts from the Stonetalon Mountains reported that an elven team had settled in Sunstone, threatening the safety of the orc quarry. Garrosh randomly sent two thousand orcs.
The elf team had less than a hundred people. Facing a large force of two thousand orcs, they immediately chose to avoid it. The two thousand orcs protected the wood quarry.
Afterwards, Garrosh forgot about the team's existence.
Although two thousand orcs sent messengers many times to pray for aid, especially the most important military rations, Garrosh ignored them, probably because of the backlog of official documents.
A month later, a serious desertion occurred in this team due to hunger. Garrosh was furious and sent a team of 5,000 men to hunt down the deserters.
A force of five thousand men managed to capture the deserters and execute them, but they were forgotten by Garrosh.
This team had good military discipline and no desertion occurred. Within half a month, they died of hunger. This is the final letter sent to Garrosh.
"Our soldiers have not eaten for seven days, and all the rats near the camp have been eaten, but our hearts are full of admiration for the chief. Courage can overcome all hardships. Our hearts are so full that we would rather starve to death than be deserters.
, for the Horde, for Azeroth."
Incidents like this can also be said to be numerous accidents. According to statistics from these official documents, in the short period of time Garrosh took office as warchief, at least half a million orcs were wasted due to Garrosh's negligence.
Kor'gall scratched his head. Even though he had two heads, he still couldn't figure out why Garrosh did this. Obviously many accidents could be avoided.
Is this intentional on Garrosh's part? Or is he simply incompetent?
Only Garrosh knows the answer.
Kou blinked and said seriously: "I understand one thing. Garrosh's appointment as warchief is definitely not an accident, just like us becoming the leaders of the Twilight Hammer."
Garro said doubtfully: "We are able to lead the Twilight Hammer because of the support of our master and because of our outstanding abilities. Could it be that Garrosh was also chosen?"
Kou pointed to the mountain of official documents, many of which he had not had time to process:
"Perhaps these official documents are the reason why Garrosh became the warchief. I suspect that Garrosh is not capable enough, but he is unwilling to let go of his power. He is the only one qualified to approve official documents. His master likes this."
Gal hesitated:
"Why not do experiments to verify our guesses."
Kou warned: "Hey, you know what you are doing? You may be testing a god, okay, I like that, a dangerous attempt, very exciting to think about."
Garrosh sent a messenger to negotiate with Cho'gall.
The most pressing issue now is the issue of military rations. Most of the trolls in Sen'jin Village fled. This made Garrosh very angry and cursed them as shameless traitors.
Garrosh missed the delicious tauren meat. After thinking about it carefully, Garrosh wrote a letter, found an orc with a sharp tongue, and sent it to Thunder Bluff.
After the fall of Orgrimmar, the tauren chieftain Bain Bloodhoof received the news. He had been restless for the past few days and could not sleep well.
He didn't know whether he was happy or sad. He had lost the support of Warchief Garrosh, and he always felt empty in his heart, as if he had no backbone.
Magatha Wildtotem squinted his eyes and observed the new chief carefully.
"Bain, don't you think this is an opportunity? Mother Earth told me that Garrosh hides the beast in the Valley of Trials and is in panic all day long. There is a two-headed eater on the throne of Orgrimmar.
He is a human demon, but he doesn't seem to like eating tauren. We tauren can finally get rid of our tragic fate and no longer be food for orcs, as long as you make up your mind."
Baine's eyes widened and he glared at Magatha, the oldest tauren in Thunder Bluff:
"Magatha, do you think I will follow your advice, walk towards the dark swamp, and be swallowed up by the mud little by little? Why don't I lie comfortably on the chief's throne?"
Magatha was furious: "If you don't want to bear the price and responsibility, why don't you give up the position of chief. There are many warriors in Thunder Bluff who are willing to step into the endless darkness on your behalf."
Bain sneered: "I knew it would be like this. After losing the support of Warchief Garrosh, you can't wait to oust me from the position of chief. Unfortunately, Garrosh is not dead. He still has a chance to make a comeback.
You may be disappointed."
While the two were arguing, Garrosh's messenger arrived, and Baine immediately invited him in.
The messenger was a cunning and insidious orc, and he said majestically:
"Warchief Garrosh ordered that Thunder Bluff immediately prepare five thousand tauren. The orcs have saved Azeroth time and time again. The tauren should fulfill their obligations and responsibilities."
Magatha was furious and kept tapping the ground with her cane, roaring: "This is impossible, five thousand tauren are enough to attack the big beast's lair and trample Garrosh's head into pieces."
"Watch your words, Magatha, I am still the chief of the tauren and the leader of Thunder Bluff." Baine roared dissatisfied, and then asked the messenger with a smile:
"So, what do I get?"
The messenger glanced at Bain with disdain: "Tauren, you should ask, what will you lose if you don't do this? Many times, what you lose is more precious than what you gain."
Bain closed his eyes and thought quietly for a while: "As the warchief wishes, five thousand tauren will be delivered in three days. I need some time to prepare."
The messenger chuckled and said: "As the saying goes, a friend in need is a friend indeed, Tauren, you have successfully won the friendship of Warchief Garrosh."
After the messenger left, Magatha sarcastically said: "You are indeed a good slave of Garrosh."
Bain's voice was low: "If I can't provide Garrosh with military rations, what qualifications do I have to sit in this position. The tauren are selfish, Magatha."
Magatha sighed and said:
"Although you are not Kane's son, you are so similar to him."