Early the next morning, Anduin summoned the generals and said angrily:
"I received enlightenment. The Holy Light told me that Garrosh is the destroyer of Azeroth and conspired with Deathwing to destroy Azeroth."
The generals looked at each other, and Anduin's attitude changed so quickly that people were caught off guard.
"But Garrosh has sent half a million troops, how should we respond?" a general said fearfully.
As soon as they heard about the 500,000-strong army, the staff members all changed their colors.
"Your Highness, an army of half a million is overwhelming, which is more than the population of Stormwind City. This battle cannot be fought!"
"Yes, Your Highness, Garrosh is very powerful. I suggest joining forces with Garrosh to deal with Thrall."
"These are half a million orcs, enough to crush the Eastern Kingdom. We are doomed."
Anduin glared and said fiercely: "I have given up my decision. There is no room for negotiation. The Alliance takes saving Azeroth as its own responsibility and must destroy the evil Garrosh."
"No, this is the sky destroying our Kingdom of Storms." Another general shouted loudly.
"Your Highness, for the sake of the Kingdom of Stormwind and the future of the alliance, you must think carefully."
Lions didn't expect that he was also among the invited people. Seeing that everyone was confused, he smiled coldly and said:
"I said, haven't you ever fought in a war?"
Everyone looked at him with disdain. Although Malkorok had forced him to keep him, since he was going to be the enemy of Garrosh, this guarantee no longer counted.
Anduin looked gloomy: "If you have anything to say, please tell me."
Lions didn't care at all about everyone's attitude: "Garrosh has an army of 500,000 people, how can he solve the problem of rations?"
"this!"
The aides were silent, and some people speculated: "Garrosh has the support of the goblins. The goblins control the trade between the two continents and are as rich as the enemy."
Lines said loudly: "The fission of the earth, Kalimdor and the Eastern Kingdoms also had bad harvests. No matter how much gold coins the goblins have, they can't produce food, so there is only one possibility."
Looking around at the confused eyes of the generals and staff, Lions said seriously: "If I were Garrosh, I would select 100,000 elites from the 500,000-strong army, and the rest would be used as military rations."
Everyone deliberated for a long time. Although they were still unconvinced by Ryans, this was the only possibility.
A general said timidly: "Even if we have an army of 100,000, we can't deal with it. I think 5,000 orcs conquered Stormwind City back then. The orcs are brave and good at fighting, but we humans are so weak that even ten of them can't defeat one orc."
Lions sighed and said: "You have been in high positions for a long time and are not aware of the changes of the times. Do you know that among the adventurers in the tribe, the number of orcs is the smallest now."
Anduin was very unhappy and retorted out of habit: "Orcs are so good, brave in battle, and not afraid of death. They should be the best teammates."
Lyons smiled faintly: "Orcs are not good teammates. They often eat their teammates. Over time, everyone knows the weakness of the orcs. They eat too much and must eat every meal. They have strong explosive power, but their endurance is extremely poor.
, not good at running long distances, with strong muscles, but poor physical coordination, so you pedantic guys still think that the orcs are invincible."
Anduin resisted in his heart, but at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief: "In your opinion, how should we deal with Garrosh?"
Lynes said with confidence: "Either build a strong barrier and hold on to it, or disperse to avoid fighting. All you need to do is delay for a period of time and not engage in direct combat. The orcs lack military rations and can only feed on their own people. In less than three months,
One hundred thousand orcs will be destroyed."
After hearing this, the generals rebutted again, loudly accusing and protesting:
"It's ridiculous. The warriors of the Alliance fight bravely and are not afraid of life and death. How can they avoid war in humiliation?"
"If you passively fight against the orcs, what's the face of our alliance? You are clearly shaking the morale of the army, and your heart is worth killing."
"A mere orc is nothing more than a bereaved dog. Your Highness, give me ten thousand soldiers, and I will take off Garrosh's head."
Lions had a good time and watched with cold eyes. He had said everything he needed to say and it was up to Anduin to decide.
Anduin thought for a long time, couldn't make up his mind, and whispered: "I need to discuss it with Thrall, the savior."
Ryans closed his eyes and shook his head in disappointment.
Anduin guessed the reason. Although it was not the truth, it was not far from the truth. Malkorok did not trouble him.
I don’t know what agreement he reached with Thrall, but the smile finally returned to Anduin’s face.
In the Krasarang Jungle, in a dark and damp hut.
Drunk Chen Stormstout had a dream.
"Chen Stormstout, is that you?" A voice called to him.
In his dream, Chen Stormstout came to a dark dungeon and went down the spiral staircase. There was a tall figure in the deepest part of the room, his arms connected with chains and locked on two pillars.
"Ancient Guardian Raiden." Chen Stormstout was surprised. Strangely, he knew that he was in a dream.
Lyden seemed very weak and barely raised his head:
"Thor, the damn traitor, imprisoned me deep in the Throne of Thunder. He didn't know that I had spied on the Emerald Dream and could penetrate into people's dreams. Chen Stormstout, Thor conspired to destroy Azeroth.
I need your help."
Chen Stormstout calmed down: "Laiden, I am no longer the fledgling Pandaren. I have experienced the baptism of death, and now I am an undead. To be honest, I hate this body, but I hate those people even more.
Save the people in Azeroth who lied to me."
Raiden glared fiercely at the pandaren in front of him. Chen Stormstout showed no fear. Raiden said helplessly: "Chen Stormstout, I hereby promise that if you can save me from this prison, I will help you."
Restoring the body of a pandaren can also take you out of this dangerous world. This is the oath of a Titan Guardian."
Chen Stormstout shook his head: "I no longer believe in empty promises."
Leiden was stunned for a long time: "To restore the undead to a living person, you need to make up for the lack of soul. It is very difficult to do this, but I happen to have a way, and that is the heart of Y'Shaarj."
Chen Stormstout said contemptuously: "You still want to deceive me? Didn't Y'shaarj's heart fall into the hands of the God of Thunder? The Mogu and the Mantid have been fighting for many years, isn't it because of Y'shaarj's heart?"
Raiden shook his head: "No, listen to me, Y'shaarj does not have only one heart. The one I gave to the God of Thunder is just Y'shaarj's thunder heart. Y'shaarj's most powerful heart is hidden in
Deep in the Valley of Eternal Blossoms, in an ancient underground palace."
Although he had become an undead, Chen Stormstout seemed to hear his heart beating violently, and a huge temptation attracted him.
Raiden said slowly: "That is a heart of darkness, the darkest power core of Y'Shaarj. With this heart, you can command the Seven Evils of Pandaria to become more powerful than the Thunder God Ji Wudao.
From now on, you are not only the emperor of the pandaren, but also the king of Pandaria."
Taking a deep breath, Chen Stormstout nodded and said, "Okay, if I get the heart of Y'Shaarj, I promise to defeat the God of Thunder and save you from this prison."
Leiden raised the corners of his mouth slightly and whispered: "I will tell you the location of the underground palace right now."