Bain returned to Thunder Bluff, and the servants had prepared bath water. Bain lay comfortably in the large bathtub, and the servants brought him delicious panda meat and ice-cold wine.
Tauren also eat meat.
Bain enjoyed the massage from the servant, shaking his head, humming a tune, and eating the fragrant barbecue. He felt very comfortable.
Suddenly, Bain felt a chill, rolled his eyes, stood up quickly, put on a towel, waved his hand and said:
"You all get down."
After the servants left, Bain said with a cold face: "Woking, how dare you come to my territory."
With a hearty laugh, Wojin appeared near the bath, grabbed a piece of barbecue and put it into his mouth.
"Bain, after all, I am the same generation as your father Kane. You should call me senior."
"A traitor has no right to call himself a senior." Bain snorted coldly: "You betrayed the warchief, betrayed the tribe, and betrayed Azeroth."
Vol'jin said calmly: "As a traitor, I am living a very comfortable life. That day I saw you beaten up by the orcs from the logistics department with my own eyes. The tauren's face was completely humiliated by you."
Bain's face turned pale and he said angrily: "You are following me!"
Wo'jin chewed the roast meat: "You have been beaten by orcs, are you still afraid of people seeing it? Orcs have trampled on your dignity, but you kept secrets for the sake of dignity."
Bain snorted coldly: "Wo'jin, don't think that I don't know your background. In order to take refuge with the orcs, you gave the entire Darkspear tribe to the orcs to eat, including your father Sen'jin. Dignity, hum, you are just Thrall."
A running dog of."
Vol'jin had nothing to say for a while, and after a long silence, Vol'jin squinted his eyes and said: "Bain, you asked the servants to leave because you were worried that Garrosh would be suspicious of you and me when we met, so you'd better be more respectful.
, if I yell and the guards rush in, you will be dead, and Garrosh will definitely turn your head into a chamber pot."
"Damn it." Bain cursed: "Okay, Vol'jin, tell me what your purpose is, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."
Vol'jin sneered: "Bain, I've seen all those beef cattle. If someone reports this to Garrosh, what do you think will happen?"
Bain was startled, then smiled slightly and said: "Who knows, I can't guess what the great chief is thinking."
This is true. Today's Warchief Garrosh has become increasingly moody and unpredictable. People say this is the nature of an emperor, and the Warchief is the son of destiny.
Some people don't think so. This is just an excuse for Garrosh to act recklessly and make many mistakes.
Vol'jin lowered his voice: "I have a way to help you resolve the warchief's suspicion once and for all."
Bain looked at Vol'jin suspiciously: "Do you have a way to make the beef cow stand up?"
Wojin shook his head and took out a golden box. When he opened it, there was gray powder inside, exuding an ominous aura.
Bain took a step back in fright and whispered:
"Is this a plague?"
Vol'jin nodded: "This is the plague that the evil orcs picked from the outside world. Hundreds of years ago, the orcs suffered a great plague, causing countless casualties. It was said that it was done by the draenei, and later the draenei helped.
The plague has been solved, but some samples remain. This plague is so terrifying that it can turn orcs into powder in an instant. The powder will fly everywhere in the air and cannot be stopped."
Bain hurriedly covered his mouth and nose: "Hurry and close the box."
Wojin smiled and said: "It doesn't matter. The plague in the box has been processed by the Burning Legion, and its transmission ability has been greatly weakened. It can only be transmitted orally, and it is only effective against orcs. Even if you eat the plague, you will be fine."
In order to verify his statement, Wo Jin picked up a little powder with his little finger and put it into his mouth.
Bain breathed a sigh of relief, but still stayed far away from Wo'jin, and asked: "Why are you telling me this?"
Wojin placed the box next to the bathroom: "Just stir the powder into the food of the beef cattle. If the orcs eat the meat of the beef cattle, they will become carriers of the plague, but you don't have to worry. The incubation period of this plague is about a week.
There shouldn't be any doubts about you, and besides, the orcs are dead, so what's the point of doubts."
Bain asked suspiciously: "Isn't Thrall worried about suffering from the plague?"
Vol'jin was well prepared and replied: "The evil orcs possess the power of evil energy in their bodies, and Thrall has also integrated evil energy. The most feared thing about this plague is evil energy."
Bain fell into thinking, and Vol'jin said meaningfully: "It's up to you whether you want to use the plague or not, Bain. When you are desperate, this may be your only choice."
With that, Wo'jin threw out a cloud of smoke and disappeared.
Bain sat blankly on the edge of the bath, thinking for a long time, and finally made up his mind and ordered people to destroy the plague.
Baine now doesn't have the guts to betray Garrosh.
crossroads.
Vol'jin is hiding in the safe house, controlling the overall situation and gathering intelligence on Orgrimmar and Thunder Bluff.
A confidant asked suspiciously: "My lord, why don't you give me the plague? I risked my life to mix the plague into Garrosh's food."
Wo'jin shook his head and said enigmatically: "There is such a magical plague, I just deceived Bain."
The confidant was stunned, and listened to Vol'jin explain with a smile: "The beef cattle incident is not enough to make Garrosh doubt Bain, but if Garrosh knows that Bain has a plague that can kill all orcs, whether it is true or false,
, Garrosh will not give up, and if Baine was smart, he would have escaped long ago."
It is said that after Bain destroyed the plague, he felt uneasy and couldn't sleep well for several days.
As the chief of the tauren, Bain is definitely not stupid. Even if he is stupid, someone will teach him how to be a qualified chief.
For example, planting a spy in Orgrimmar.
A few days later, Garrosh's favorite kobold concubine sent information.
Garrosh learned that Baine possessed the plague that destroyed Orgrimmar. Thunder was furious and teleported from the Vale of Eternal Blossoms to Orgrimmar overnight, and led his troops to Thunder Bluff.
It was too late after this information was sent. At night, after receiving the information, Bain got up from his sleep. He had just dressed up. Countless wyverns blocked the moonlight, carrying Kor'kron elites and fell from the sky. He saw the bull head.
He killed everyone and went straight to Bain's chieftain's tent, causing rivers of blood to flow in Thunder Bluff.
Before Bain could go out, the chief's tent was already surrounded by people.
Garrosh walked in with a ferocious face, holding Blood Roar, and said with a ferocious smile:
"Bain, you are very good. Beef cattle cannot walk upright. You must have been mixed with the plague. Do you want to avenge your good-for-nothing father?"
Bain was so frightened that he trembled all over and hurriedly knelt on the ground: "Warchief, listen to me, this is all Wo'jin's conspiracy. You have to believe me."
Garrosh glared: "I see, it is indeed the plague that Vol'jin sent to you. You colluded with Vol'jin. Are you bringing it upon yourself?"
"No, no, that's not the case. The plague Wo'jin gave me has been destroyed." Bain was so anxious that he almost cried.
"It turns out that plague really exists." Garrosh said coldly.
Only then did Bain realize that the more he explained, the more mistakes he made, so he simply stopped defending and whispered:
"Warchief, you should discuss with the Dark Queen Sylvanas before coming to get me."