The speaker was a middle-aged man with a big face and rich clothes named Andre.
Chen Stormstout looked carefully and saw an unnatural flush on his face, which was obviously caused by excessive drinking.
Andre said solemnly: "If I don't get eaten by Thrall in my life, it's useless to be a hero. I almost left my name in history, and I regret it for the rest of my life. Everyone, you are all aspiring young people in Azeroth, and you should be a hero for Azeroth."
Lars, dedicated his life to the great savior Thrall."
"Well said!" A young man in armor flushed with excitement and took the lead in clapping loudly.
Zhu Taran looked for fame and saw a group of people surrounding the young man, all young and strong, with bright armor.
Andre's speech won warm cheers, and he waved his hands with a smile and said:
"I heard that the great Tirion Fordring was reborn with the power of the Holy Light. I was so happy that I didn't sleep for several nights. But soon bad news came. Fordring was actually made into an eternal flesh person. The culprit
It is the old branch of the Argent Dawn. This is a betrayal of Azeroth and Lord Fordring. All young heroes with ideals should stand up and fight to the death against evil."
The young man who took the lead in shouting asked:
"I really want to fight for Lord Fording, but I don't know how to join."
Andre responded with admiring eyes and smiled: "This young man is brave and resourceful. We already have a complete plan. All courage will eventually be condensed in action. We have obtained the light-forged orcs."
Support, Hellscream has vowed to fight for Fordring, and in addition, a great hero of Azeroth has also been reborn from the Holy Light and is fighting on our side."
"That hero?" Everyone speculated.
Thrall, Garrosh, Sylvanas? Almost all the heroes of the tribe were mentioned.
Andre said loudly: "That great hero is comparable to our King Varian. Now that the royal family of the Kingdom of Stormwind is in decline, the king's inheritance will be cut off, and a great leader is urgently needed."
"King Varian is reborn?"
There were excited shouts from the crowd, and everyone had joy on their faces.
Andre said with piercing eyes:
"The Argent Dawn has incorporated the Amani Trolls, but they dare not touch the blood elves in Silvermoon City, because our King is in Silvermoon City and has obtained the allegiance of the blood elves. This is a big secret, and I can only trust the
People say that His Majesty the King has a plan to unite the blood elves and the Lightforged Orcs to destroy the Argent Dawn in one fell swoop. As children of the Kingdom of Stormwind and His Majesty the King’s loyal subjects, how can we just stand by and watch?”
"No, I want to fight for King Varian." The young man from before shouted excitedly.
"I'm very pleased that there are so many people with lofty ideals in the Kingdom of Stormwind." Andre said with relief: "Two thousand people have secretly rushed to the Plague Land. Among them are veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles, and more are you.
It's time for young people like this to fight for the Kingdom of Stormwind, for Azeroth, and for King Varian."
"Fight for King Varian." Everyone shouted in unison.
"Destroy the corrupt Silver Dawn and rescue Lord Fording." Andre took the lead in shouting the slogan, and everyone responded, with a sound like thunder.
Taran Zhu and Chen Stormstout looked at each other and smiled.
They originally planned to stand up and lead everyone to save Fording, but the difficulty can be imagined. After all, they are just Pandaren, and it is difficult to gain the trust of humans.
With the reborn King Varian leading everyone, and the blood elves and lightforged orcs joining in, the matter is almost certain, and the two of them can sit back and enjoy the results.
Next is the registration process. If you are willing to enter the Plague Land and fight with King Varian, you need to record your name and then arrange the ships.
However, the Veterans Club is a non-profit organization, so the ship fare and food expenses along the way need to be paid by themselves. After explaining the situation, we got everyone's understanding.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The reborn King Varian will definitely regain his power. If he fights side by side with the king at this moment, he will have the merit of being supported. Later, he will be promoted to a noble position, and he will be honored.
Next words.
Most of the people present signed up, except for a few cowards who refused to register. They were boycotted by everyone and ran away like rats crossing the street in a flurry of saliva.
Chen Stormstout and Zhu Taran also signed up, using pseudonyms of course, and paid shipping and meal expenses.
Everyone was waiting for the ship in the manor, and Chen Stormstout chatted with the young man in armor.
"My name is Lucas, and I have a manor in Gravelland."
Although he is just a country nobleman, Lucas is full of aristocratic style:
"After learning that the great Fordring became the Eternal Flesh, I couldn't sleep well for several days. The great hero who saved Azeroth should not suffer such injustice. I sold my family property and summoned the same people as me.
People with lofty ideals purchased armor and weapons for them, preparing to enter the Plague Land and the Silver Dawn to fight for their lives. Only after receiving guidance from noble people did they know about the Veterans Club."
"What a good man." Chen Stormstout praised.
Lucas was a little embarrassed, scratched his head and said: "I just did what I should do. The orcs gave everything to save Azeroth. If it weren't for the orcs, Azeroth would have been destroyed 10,000 years ago.
Every citizen of Azeroth should be grateful."
Zhu Taran came over and asked, "If orcs and humans go to war, which side would you be willing to stand on?"
Lucas' face turned red, and after a long while he said: "Although I am a member of the human race, I am willing to support the orcs, even if I am afraid of becoming the orcs' rations and being eaten by them, this life is worth it."
Taran Zhu secretly found it funny. It seemed that Jaina's Dove of Peace had left a lasting legacy.
In the middle of the night, Andre woke everyone up and excitedly explained:
"The ship is coming. This matter must be kept secret, so we can only board the ship at night. I hope everyone can understand."
Andre bribed the guards guarding the city gate and led everyone into Stormwind City secretly, carefully avoiding the guards along the way. Under the night, there was a ship parked at the dock.
There were more than 200 people on this trip. The boat was not big, but it was so packed that we could barely sit down and it was difficult to lie down.
Fighting for King Varian and fighting to save Fordring made everyone excited and wanted to fly to the Plague Land immediately. All difficulties could be overcome.
The ship sailed on the sea and passed by the port of Menethil in the wetlands. Dozens of dwarves came aboard, which made the already not spacious cabin even more crowded. Andre comforted everyone to overcome the difficulties.
After a boring and frustrating voyage, we finally docked at Stratholme Pier. This trip was very unpleasant. The air in the cabin was very bad and the food was very pickled. Everyone urgently needed to have a big meal and then take a hot bath.
Finally had a nice sleep.
Although Zhu Taran and Chen Stormstout were superb in martial arts, they were exhausted from torture at this moment. They boarded the deck with the young man and enjoyed the long-lost sunshine.
On the dock, a large group of heavily armed light-forged orcs gathered.
Andre was the first to go ashore, with a flattering smile on his face and said to an orc who looked like an officer:
"Sir, there are a total of two hundred and seventy-five slaves, please accept them."