On the long dining table, lay a roasted red tauren. The alluring aroma was refreshing. The troll chef skillfully cut the tauren into pieces, inserted bamboo skewers, and prepared delicious sauce.
Eitrigg sat at the end of the dining table, with only half of his butt resting on the chair, feeling uneasy.
There is no such thing as a good feast.
Across the long table was Warchief Garrosh, who picked up a piece of tauren meat and put it into his mouth, inviting Eitrigg to eat it as well.
Eitrigg accompanied the smiling face, and dared to open the door to eat, but he was obedient and lied that he was full.
"You have to eat something when you are full. When I have nothing to do, I like to eat tauren the most. But I don't understand why Thrall likes fatty pandaren. Even if they are braised, they are hard to swallow." Garru
Shi said while chewing.
Eitrigg had no choice but to pick up a piece of meat and put it into his mouth, and said with a smile: "Thalna is as good as the warchief."
He helped Garrosh drive away Vol'jin and won the position of warchief. Eitrigg had the merit of supporting him. Unfortunately, he always struggled to gain Garrosh's trust. He was once Thrall's closest strategist. This is Eitrigg's support.
A permanent stain on Traeger's resume.
Of course, this is not entirely Eitrigg's fault. People say that the moody Garrosh is more difficult to deal with than the cruel Thrall. Even General Nazgorin, who was loyal to Garrosh, was thrown into prison and his whole family was killed.
Eitrigg believed that he was inferior to Nazgrin in terms of ability and loyalty, so it was good enough to maintain the status quo.
Garrosh devoured meat and after he was full of wine and food, Garrosh suddenly asked: "Etrigg, do you know about Uldum?"
Eitrigg suddenly became cautious. What Thrall did in Uldum had been spread in Orgrimmar for a long time. If he knew about it, it would prove that Eitrigg was in love with his old master and could be sent to the gallows at any time.
I don’t know, and it seems too incompetent.
"I've heard a little bit about it." Eitrigg chose a moderate answer.
Garrosh stared at Eitrigg carefully, only to see that cold sweat was pouring from his forehead and his back was completely wet with sweat.
"The ancient guardian Raiden, that trash, was actually captured by the God of Thunder. I heard he was imprisoned in the sewers of the Throne of Thunder."
Garrosh shouted angrily: "I know Raiden is very important. Nothing can happen to him. I must find a way to rescue him from the hands of Thor. I have made up my mind. Eitrigg, you know me, I have decided
Everything needs to be done.”
Eitrigg nodded firmly.
Garrosh took a sip of wine and said: "Thor is just an ant. I can crush him with one finger, but I don't bother to do it. Eitrigg, can you give me an idea on how to easily rescue Raiden?"
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Eitrigg frowned and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was his own beheading feast.
But this matter is also no small matter. If he doesn't come up with a good idea, the cruel Garrosh will definitely tear him into pieces.
Eitrigg racked his brains, and seeing Garrosh's face getting worse and worse, Eitrigg suddenly remembered what he should do if Thrall was in his place.
Thinking of this, Eitrigg finally had an idea and made a clever and flattering appearance:
"Warchief, you have a distinguished status. How can you do such a small thing as saving Raiden yourself? In my opinion, it is better to entrust this matter to others, such as the stupid Alliance. It is everyone's responsibility to save Azeroth. We can do it
The good work belongs to you, the warchief, and if it is not done well, it is the damn alliance’s responsibility.”
Garrosh picked up the cow ear and was about to put it into his mouth when he suddenly asked sinisterly: "Is this Thrall's method?"
Eitrigg sat down on the ground in fear.
Garrosh laughed out loud and looked at Eitrigg mockingly:
"Although it's not a good idea, it can be considered a credit to you. King Varian has become wiser recently. It's not easy to trick him into rescuing Raiden. Theramore has always been a worry for me. It's just because of the former guardian
Because of Aegwynn's reputation, I can't just come to the door. Eitrigg, is there any way to involve Jaina? The dirty water will be poured out on Jaina. I will take the opportunity to send troops to occupy Theramore, and Aegwynn can't say.
What."
Eitrigg pondered for a while, shook his head and said, "Warchief, Jaina is much more cunning than Varian, I'm afraid she won't be easily fooled."
Seeing Garrosh's expression darken, Eitrigg thought quickly and said quickly:
"Jaina and Kalecgos have been fighting fiercely recently. Women in love can easily become confused. Although Kalecgos is weak, his status is not low. He is already recognized as the Blue Dragon King. If Kalecgos represents Jaina,
Jaina agreed to rescue Raiden even if she gritted her teeth."
Garrosh's eyes lit up and he laughed loudly and said: "Haha, Eitrigg, I really have you, very good, you will invite Kalecgos on my behalf."
Kalecgos has been very prosperous recently.
Succession to the throne of the Blue Dragon King has been supported by the Red Dragon Clan, the Blue Dragon Clan, and the Bronze Dragon Clan, so it is a sure thing.
Although the news did not spread, Jaina obviously knew something, and the way she looked at Kalecgos was different, and the two of them were so good at each other.
Eitrigg invited Kalecgos to the banquet, saying that Garrosh wanted to celebrate his inheritance as the Blue Dragon King. Kalecgos did not think much and entered Orgrimmar with a proud look on his face. As soon as he entered the chief's tent,
A familiar smell passed into my nose.
Kalecgos' complexion changed greatly, and he hurriedly took a few steps. He saw a round table in the chief's tent, with five roasted baby dragons on it. Kalecgos suddenly started to spin.
Garrosh came out, grabbed Kalecgos' trembling hand, and said with a smile:
"Kalegos, the new dragon king of the blue dragon clan, you are really lucky. This is a rare five-dragon feast. You must take one red dragon, one black dragon, one blue dragon, one green dragon, and one bronze dragon. First, starve them for ten
Days later, they were tortured continuously and forced into all kinds of delicious sauces, causing them to gain weight quickly, especially their livers, which became huge, delicious and juicy. The taste is guaranteed to be something you will never forget once you take a bite."
Kalecgos was so frightened that his face turned pale and his mind went blank, but he still noticed that the so-called black young dragon was dyed by a red dragon.
Orcs have been eating dragon meat for a long time. In the early years, the Dragonmaw clan used red dragons as food. Even a consort of the Red Dragon Queen was eaten alive. Thrall and the Burning Legion assassinated tens of thousands of them on Mount Hyjal.
Red dragon, how many adult red dragons were eaten up.
But after actually seeing this, Kalecgos was still scared to death.
After the guests and the host were seated, Kalecgos' mood was still difficult to stabilize, as if he was lying on the dining table and being slaughtered. Garrosh cut off a piece of fresh blue dragon liver and put it into his mouth, tasting it carefully, and suddenly sighed.
road:
"Kalegos, do you know that Azeroth is in danger, and Thrall has betrayed his trust and conspired to destroy Azeroth. It's so difficult for me."
Eitrigg also said: "The great warchief is concerned about the safety of Azeroth and can't sleep at night. Kalecgos, since you are the king of the blue dragon tribe, you should also shoulder this important responsibility and serve as the warchief.
Share worries."
"Yes, yes, I will definitely." Kalecgos trembled.
Eitrigg took the opportunity to hand over a thick document: "Blue Dragon King Kalecgos, for the sake of Azeroth, we should cooperate sincerely. This is a cooperation contract. I hope the blue dragon and the orcs will always be friends."
Kalecgos rarely remained alert and carefully checked the terms of the contract, and one of them caught his attention.
"The blue dragons will always be the slaves of Warchief Garrosh."