Hellfire Peninsula, the fiery red sky bakes the hell-like desolate land.
A long time ago, this place was covered with lush and lush forests. Due to corruption by evil energy and Ner'zhul's stupid actions, the fertile land became dry and barren.
Here, water is the most precious strategic substance.
The Hellfire Fortress stands in the middle of the Hellfire Peninsula, because the demon blood of Magtheridon is hotter than elsewhere, and there seems to be an eternal fire in the air.
When adventurers approach here, most of them are not killed by evil orcs, but turned into mummies due to lack of water.
Kargath Bladefist, the master of Hellfire Citadel, controls a mysterious well.
The evil orcs can only survive because of Kargath's charity.
Every day, Kargath patrols the area step by step to check whether the fel orcs are doing their jobs.
Just like a farmer admiring his wheat field, a goblin inspects his collection of gold coins.
On the towering city wall, the evil orc guards stood upright, their throats filled with smoke from thirst, and saluted Kargath.
Kargath looked at the adventurer hanging on the railing, followed by Blood Guard Berunn behind him.
A dying draenei protested loudly:
"You, the false chief, will not die. Only the great savior Thrall is the only true chief."
Kargas's face darkened, showing an expression of disgust:
"Do you know what I hate most? Origin. I really don't understand why the orcs value origin so much. I am obviously the best among the chiefs."
Borun stepped forward and said flatteringly: "Sal is a liar. He made up his origin."
Kargas showed a disdainful expression: "Yes, but the orcs just do this. I want to prove to everyone that origin is not important to the orcs."
Unfortunately, things went against expectations. From the first chieftain Blackhand to the warchief Orgrimmar, they all came from prominent backgrounds and were born to be nobles among the orcs.
Even Gul'dan, who came from a poor background, had to rely on Ner'zhul as his disciple to gain recognition from the orcs.
Kargath Bladefist, a former gladiator, could not become a true orc warchief no matter how hard he tried.
"How is the Blood Furnace experiment going?" Kargas asked.
Borun replied in a low voice: "Back to the war chief, the third generation of improved evil orcs is about to be completed."
Kargas nodded: "Remember, the most important thing for the orcs is loyalty. You must be loyal to me, the real chief, and strength comes second."
Smoke and dust billowed not far away, as if an army was marching.
A sentry climbed onto the city wall, half-kneeling and reported to Kargas: "Warchief, the tribe has entered Hellfire Fortress, and they have established a camp in the north."
Kargas snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "You are overestimating your capabilities. Just wait until you die of thirst here. By the way, who is leading the team?"
The sentry replied: "It's Nazgrel from the Dark Scar Clan. I heard he's one of Thrall's lieutenants."
Kargas looked gloomy and ordered loudly: "The enemy is coming with bad intentions. The entire Hellfire Fortress is on alert and ready to destroy the enemy at any time."
Blood Guard Borun suggested in a low voice: "The Dark Scar Clan is not Thrall's direct descendant, why not send a messenger to win them over?"
Kargas pondered for a long time: "Okay, for the sake of all the orcs, let's give them a chance. The condition is that they recognize that I am the real chief and Thrall is the false chief."
The Dark Scar Clan is an ancient orc clan that has no merit except its long history.
Although the clan leader Nazgrel became an advisor to Thrall, this small clan was in a very bad situation in Orgrimmar and suffered bullying from other clans.
After Thrall returned from Quel'Thalas, he became even more dissatisfied with the Darkscar clan and killed half of them for no reason.
Nazgrel quickly found out the reason, it was just because Casra'kel of the clan accidentally offended Thrall.
If this continues, the Dark Scar clan will definitely be wiped out. In desperation, Nazgrel found Eitrigg.
Under Eitrigg's recommendation, the Dark Scar clan got a hard job and went deep into Hellfire Peninsula to establish a stronghold.
The stronghold was named Salma, houses were built, and simple city walls were built. Next, the problem of water source must be solved.
Unfortunately, many wells were dug and no water vapor was found.
"Are we going to die of thirst here?" Nazgrel cried with despair.
There is a natural water source near Salma, a fel pool called Agona's Pool.
This was originally the holy spring of the Draenei people, but it was occupied by the abyss lord Agona. Evil energy polluted the sacred spring water, but it was not undrinkable.
One of his subordinates suggested: "Chief, why not ask Lord Agona for help?"
Nazgrel sighed helplessly, nodded and said: "It seems that this is the only way to do it. I hope it is a demon lord who is easy to talk to."
Agona's Pool, the ancient Draenei building was dyed dark green by evil energy, and Agona's huge body was soaked in the spring water.
Agona wasted the extremely precious fresh water of Hellfire Peninsula at will, glanced at the orcs lying on the ground, and made a loud voice:
"Do you want fresh water? For Mannoroth's sake, I can give you some, but what do you give in exchange?"
Nazgrel said sincerely: "The Dark Scar Clan is willing to be your most loyal servant."
"The Lord of the Abyss never lacks servants." Agona was silent for a long time: "You must prove that you are good enough. There is a Mag'har post to the west. The orcs there refuse to accept evil energy. Go ahead, capture them, and kill them.
Die in my presence and you will have enough fresh water."
In order not to die of thirst, Nazgrel could only agree.
Back in Thralmar, Nazgrel took stock of his troops and prepared to attack Mag'har Outpost.
Unfortunately, the representative of Hellfire Citadel, the high-level warlock Nesskus, came to visit.
Nesskus said arrogantly: "The only tribal chief, Kargas, takes pity on you and is willing to provide you with some fresh water, on the condition that Kargas' position as great chief must be recognized."
Nazgrel did not dare to betray Thrall, he shook his head repeatedly and said: "Thanks to Lord Kargas for his kindness, Agona has promised to provide water."
Nesskus sneered: "The exchange condition for Agona is to attack the Mag'har post, right?"
Nazgrel asked in surprise: "How did you know?"
"It's not difficult to guess at all." Nesskus sneered: "Because Agona said the same thing to the Mag'har sentry. He wants to see the orcs kill each other. You are not on a stable footing. You are not the Mag'har orcs."
opponent."
Nazgrel was dumbfounded and suddenly felt at a loss.
Nesskus threatened: "I will give you three days to consider, either to surrender to Lord Kargas, or to prepare to face the wrath of Hellfire Citadel."
The next day, the scouts sent by Nazgrel returned.
There are countless orcs living in the mountains behind Mag'har Post, and not even Hellfire Citadel can do anything to them.
With the Dark Scar Clan's meager strength, attacking Mag'har Outpost would be self-destruction.
Nazgrel had no choice but to betray Thrall and surrender to Kargath in order for his people to survive.
Just as he was making up his mind, Eitrigg came to visit.