Chapter 1400: The end of the Exodar is approaching
It is said that the draenei's spaceship crashed in Azeroth, which is why the current main city of the draenei, Exodar.
But a closer look at the location of the Exodar reveals that this is pure nonsense.
The Exodar is located in a mountain range at the western end of Bluemire Island. Bluemire Island is very close to Darnassus, the main city of the night elves, and the Dark Coast is to the east.
It has convenient transportation and supplies, is far away from the orcs, and can be protected by the night elves.
You know, among all the tribes in Azeroth, only the night elves are the most independent.
If it had crashed near Stormwind City or Ironforge, the Exodar would have been dismantled into parts.
If it lands in the territory of the tribe, no one will know that such a draenei spaceship exists, all traces will be erased, and the draenei will disappear into the sea of stars like a mystery.
Considering the available evidence, the draenei's spacecraft "crashed" on Bluemyst Island must have been carefully calculated.
It was almost impossible for Eitrigg to get close to the Exodar with only 500 orcs.
It needs to cross the vast territory of the night elves and be pursued and intercepted by countless night elves. Even fifty thousand orcs may not be able to do it.
Garrosh squinted at Eitrigg, "I hope this isn't a joke."
"There is no joke in the army." Eitrigg said seriously.
Garrosh sneered: "Okay, I will give you five hundred orcs. If you can't complete it, I will hang your body on the wall of Orgrimmar and make your head into a chamber pot."
Eitrigg took the order, and a mage helped open the portal back to Orgrimmar, which was being rebuilt.
Garrosh said coldly: "This annoying old dog, I finally have a reason to kill him."
It's a pity that Garrosh doesn't understand Eitrigg, let alone the draenei.
Eitrigg is a veteran, older than Thrall and Garrosh, and belongs to their father's generation.
When he was young, Eitrigg served as an officer under Blackhand Blackhand. He led his army to slaughter the draenei in villages. Regardless of men, women, old or young, they all were made into hard dried meat and the heads of the draenei were skewered.
On the wooden poles, a dense forest is formed, which the Draenei call the Head Butcher.
It is for this reason that Tirion Fordring admires Eitrigg the most, regards him as a confidant, and believes that he has a noble personality.
In the memories of the older generation of draenei, Eitrigg killed countless people and was even more terrifying than Sargeras.
Eitrigg had already understood the character of the Draenei. Under the leadership of the prophet Velen, they were just a group of domesticated pigs.
Stepping into Orgrimmar, which was about to be completed, Eitrigg entered the military headquarters with Thrall's order. He nodded and bowed all the way, and smiled carefully. The people in the military headquarters didn't like Eitrigg very much, and even asked him to wait outside the door.
After three days and three nights, without any water, and almost fainting from hunger, five hundred soldiers were assigned to him.
There were five hundred old, weak, sick and disabled people, all of them were wounded, and most of them were missing arms and legs. Eitrigg took a closer look and saw that no more than ten of them could hold weapons.
But it's enough to deal with the Draenei.
Eitrigg spent his own money to hire griffons to transport the disabled army to Sunstone Dwelling in the Stonetalon Mountains.
Later, the draenei brought in a goblin reporter and gave a speech in public, in the name of Garrosh, to conquer the Exodar and eliminate the draenei who conspired to destroy Azeroth.
Various media outlets rushed to report on Eitrigg's ferocious face, occupying most of the newspapers.
When the news reached the Exodar, the draenei were in chaos, as if the end was approaching.
"It's not good, the orcs are coming to kill us, please ask Darnassus for help."
"We are finished. Hurry, leave Azeroth."
"I heard that the leader is Eitrigg the Butcher of Human Heads, the noblest orc in Azeroth. We will all have our heads cut off."
"Merciful Naaru, save us."
"In the light of the Holy Light, I advise you to commit suicide to protect the dignity of the Draenei people."
Eitrigg was about to lead his army to attack the Exodar, igniting fear in the hearts of the older generation of draenei. Panic spread, and more than one-fifth of the draenei committed suicide in despair.
The Exodar was in chaos, but some people were still calm and hurriedly reported the matter to Prophet Velen.
Stormwind City.
Prince Anduin was tortured to the point of dying. Prophet Velen walked out of the torture chamber with satisfaction, and saw a young Draenei running towards him in a hurry.
"Lord Prophet, it's bad, the orcs are going to attack the Exodar."
"What?"
Viren was so frightened that his eyes were full of fear, he was trembling, his legs were weak, and he collapsed on the ground.
The Draenei wandered in the starry sky and bravely fought against their enemies, but they were helpless against the orcs, like a mouse seeing a cat.
This is because after the orcs drank the blood of Mannoroth, Velen received enlightenment from the prophecy and did not allow the draenei to resist the orcs.
However, there are also many bloody people among the draenei. Velen was worried that they would disobey orders and miss important events, so he issued a Holy Light Pardon Order.
The Holy Light Absolution has a powerful binding force on the Draenei who practice Holy Light. This is a mysterious power. From then on, the Draenei feared the orcs from the bottom of their hearts.
At that time, two orcs could kill an entire village of draenei.
Later, with the fall of Exodar, a large number of draenei were massacred by orcs. Seeing that the draenei were about to be exterminated, Prophet Velen realized that he could not continue like this, so he canceled the Holy Light's Pardon.
Unfortunately, the fear of the orcs has been buried deep in the hearts of the draenei people. Even if the Holy Light's Pardon is cancelled, the draenei people are still unable to fight the orcs.
Of course, Velen has never regretted this, and used the souls of the draenei to obtain massive benefits from the Legion of Light.
"What should we do? Are we going to start wandering again?" With the help of the young Draenei, Velen reluctantly stood up.
The young Draenei said: "Prophet, our spaceship has not been repaired, you must help us come up with an idea."
"There must be a way, there must be a way." Velen panicked: "By the way, ask the Alliance for help, ask Malfurion and Tyrande for help."
The young draenei looked disgusted and complained: "I have already asked for help. Tyrande said that she can guarantee that the orcs will not pass through the night elves' territory, and there are only 500 orcs. The night elves think that the draenei have a way.
Resist, that stupid woman, she doesn’t even know how scary orcs are.”
"That's five hundred orcs!" Velen scratched his beard anxiously: "Enough to destroy the Exodar a hundred times."
"Master Prophet, pray to the Holy Light." the young Draenei reminded.
After being reminded, Viren finally woke up, hurriedly found a quiet room, and prayed devoutly to the Holy Light for its guidance.
"Merciful Holy Light, please guide the confused wanderer."
Countless chaotic and broken images floated in front of Velen like fallen leaves, and one of the leaves was closest to Velen.
Viren grabbed this leaf as if he was grabbing his own life.
On the throne, the majestic Warchief Garrosh stood, with a green-skinned goblin kneeling below.
"You little goblin, go to Stormwind City and tell Velen that old dog..."
The picture shattered, and Velen finally felt relieved. As long as they could negotiate, the draenei were willing to pay any price.