"Thall wants the land Zangarmarsh? Don't worry, what I want is Zangarmarsh's complete soul, and it won't have any impact on this land."
Eitrigg smiled slyly, shook his head and said: "Thall doesn't care about any land. The great savior has told us that all potential enemies must be eradicated."
Jaina understood: "You mean the main species living in Zangarmarsh, the spores and fungus giants?"
Eitrigg added: "There are also the Angras ogres in the northwest, the Draenei in Tyrandor, the alliance of the Cenarion Circle, and the Mag'har orcs hiding in the mountains."
"It's very simple." Jaina said with a faint smile: "Let the millions of orcs use their last remaining energy. We still need a leading party."
"I have been prepared for a long time." Eitrigg pointed to the spore village in the southwest of the Zangarmarsh map: "The spore people will become our most reliable allies, and they can be the last to be destroyed."
Legend has it that both the fungus giant and the spore man were born from Zangar's corpse.
A long time ago, the fungus giants gained intelligence and established a fungus tribe.
At that time, the spore people were just food for the fungus giants. The fungus giants raised large numbers of spore people, and they soon spread all over Zangarmarsh.
I don’t know since when, the spore people also developed intelligence and knew how to unite to fight against the fungus giant.
This is a war that lasts for thousands of years. Due to the huge difference in body size, the spore people are defeated in most cases.
But the spore people have extremely strong reproductive capabilities. They bury their hatred for the fungus giants in their spores and spread them throughout Zangarmarsh.
When a group of spore men were eaten, the spore men that regenerated bravely took up arms and fought tirelessly against the fungus giant.
Later, geniuses were born among the spore people and alchemy was developed.
Alchemy helped the spore people stabilize the war situation. Although they still lost more than they won, the spore people had successfully established a village and continued their civilization.
Eitrigg led a group of elite orcs into the spore village. The spore people were flattered, and the elder Mxife led a large group of spore people to welcome them out.
"Lord Eitrigg, it is a great honor for you to come to Spore Village. In the thousands of years of history of Spore Village, you are the most distinguished guest."
Eitrigg listened very much and looked at the spore man elder in front of him.
M'Xifee is short in stature, less than the waist of an orc, and is slightly stronger than the gnomes in Azeroth.
He has a purple body, a huge head, and his facial features can be vaguely discerned.
Eitrigg has never taken the spore people seriously. The orc clan has already studied the spore people? This is a simple-minded race that never understands conspiracy.
In times of famine, orcs will also use spores as food.
Eitrigg had a condescending attitude:
"Elder Mxife? I was entrusted by the Savior to rescue the spore people from the fire and water."
Old Mxife burst into tears and led a large group of spore people to kneel down:
"The Lord Savior still thinks of us, children, kneel down? Thank you Lord Savior, thank Lord Eitrigg."
Eitrigg suddenly felt elated? He asked with a smile:
"Let me ask you? Are the spore people familiar with Zangarmarsh?"
Mxife cried with runny nose and tears:
"We spore people have been hunted by fungal giants for generations and are familiar with every corner of Zangarmarsh."
"Very good!" Eitrigg took out the map: "Mark all the gathering places of fungal giants? From now on, fungal giants will become history."
Mxife was overjoyed? She cried with gratitude and said:
"What if the fungus giant can be eliminated? We spore people are willing to be the savior's servants for generations to come."
A bonfire was raised in the center of the Spore Village, with a large pot set up and boiling water boiling.
Eitrigg was confused and asked, "What does this mean?"
Elder Mxife said politely: "We spore people are poor? We have nothing to entertain guests, only a rare delicacy? Please taste it, sir."
Eitrigg said enthusiastically: "Okay? That would be disrespectful."
A large group of spore people gathered around the pot, constantly throwing various condiments into the boiling water.
After the attractive aroma wafted from the pot, several washed spore people bravely jumped into the boiling water.
"What, what does this mean?" Eitrigg was stunned.
Although Eitrigg had eaten tauren hot pot more than once, it was unheard of for him to offer it as food to his guests.
Elder Mxife said slowly: "We spore people are just food. It is our fine traditional virtue to entertain distinguished guests with ourselves."
The spore man hotpot was exceptionally delicious, and Eitrigg ate it very happily.
Elder M'Hife took the opportunity to ask Eitrigg to recommend him to Thrall.
Eitrigg pondered for a long time and reluctantly agreed.
During the battle in the Black Temple, Velen finally revealed his true face.
As the son of Nozdormu, the Lord of Time, Anachronos has seen many despicable and shameless people, but he has never seen despicable villains like Velen.
In the past few days, few people have looked down upon Velen. Velen was most worried about being abandoned in this era and kept looking for opportunities to defend himself.
"Listen to me explaining how difficult my situation was on the planet Argus. When Sargeras came, he valued Archimonde and Kil'jaeden and turned a blind eye to me. I have already expected that if the eredar
By joining the Burning Legion, I will inevitably fall out of the Big Three and become unknown from now on. Do you think I can be willing to do so?"
"But this is by no means a reason for you to kill your people." Head of State Margok retorted sharply.
Velen counterattacked with good reason: "Margok, you are the leader of Highmaul and the head of the Goria Empire. Ask yourself, have you never betrayed your people?"
Margok was speechless. As a head of state, faced with many conspiracies, he would inevitably do something against his will.
"Is there any difference between betraying one clan member and betraying millions of clan members?" Velen said plausibly.
Durotan lowered his head. He had even betrayed his own brother, so he could understand Velen's helplessness.
Archmage Khadgar said: "Velen, we will discuss whether you are right or wrong after we go back. Now it depends on your performance."
Viren saw a glimmer of hope and carefully analyzed:
"Jaina in the future will most likely be our enemy. Her entry into Zangarmarsh will be detrimental to us. We must stop her plan and get the Heart of Zangar back."
Anachronos asked disdainfully: "Jaina has millions of orcs, how can you deal with it?"
Velen smiled slightly: "Do you know who gave the spore man spiritual intelligence?"
The fungus giants originally lived in the northwest of Zangarmarsh. The Angras ogres rose up and drove the fungus giants out of their homes.
The fungus giants were forced to move south and move closer to the southern spore forests, which has seriously threatened the survival of the spore people.
On this day, the Spore Forest was surrounded by orcs.
After entering Zangarmarsh, the orcs have been without food for many days, and the strange creatures in the swamp will be fatal to them.
Fortunately, Zangarmarsh is full of large and small mushrooms, ranging from tens to hundreds of meters high.
The hungry orcs were forced to develop the habit of eating mushrooms. Unfortunately, the mushrooms could only fill their stomachs, causing the orcs' physical strength to severely decline, and some orcs had problems walking.
The thunderous war drums sounded, and the bare-handed orcs entered the sporogenous forest, and the battle with the fungus giant officially began.