In the dark night, the army from Orgrimmar secretly marched into Dragonblight.
Facing Wo'jin's suggestion, Fording shook his head repeatedly:
"No, no, I can't do this kind of thing."
Fording was asked to fight the Scourge Legion, and he refused from the bottom of his heart. It was okay to show off. If he really faced the Scourge Legion, Fording knew how much he weighed, and he was no match at all.
Vol'jin stared at Fording gloomily: "Tirion Fording, this matter is no longer up to you. Our tribe has dedicated everything to saving Azeroth. What is the Alliance doing?"
Fording kept muttering in his heart that several large orc legions avoided the Scourge Legion and went to plunder and kill everywhere. What kind of contribution would they make, but he did not dare to say anything.
Although there is news of internal problems within the Scourge, after several months of observation, the Scourge Legion still has overwhelming combat power, and Fording does not dare to try it easily.
Eitrigg stepped forward and patted Fording on the shoulder:
"Haha, Fording, I know the difficulty in your heart. You don't need to actually fight the Lich King. You just need to show off. Isn't this what you are best at? Jaina's Dove of Peace will soon be
Send people here again, and your Silver Northern Expeditionary Army will prosper again, providing a steady stream of military supplies for the tribe."
"The Silver Northern Expedition alone is not enough." Wojin grinned and said: "The tribe hopes that the regular army of the Alliance will also come over. They are fighting the natural disasters in the front. We take the opportunity to sneak attack in the rear and turn the Alliance soldiers into hard jerky. This
That's what you should do, Fording."
Fording shook his head: "The alliance will not be fooled."
Wo'jin looked at Fording with a ferocious smile:
"Humans have the right to speak in the alliance. Unfortunately, humans have one of the biggest weaknesses, which is stupidity. Just like you, Tirion Fordring, the orcs torture you and eat your flesh again and again, but you still believe that the orcs are
Savior, because you firmly believe that this is the inevitable trend."
Fording's eyes widened. Could it be that everything he had been insisting on was wrong? His forbearance and complacency were actually stupid. Fording began to doubt his own worldview.
Eitrigg chuckled and said: "As long as the conquest of the Scourge is promoted as a general trend, the Alliance will definitely be fooled. The Night's Watch in Stormwind City is not thick-skinned enough. Even the Wrynn family and King Terenas of Lordaeron
, they’re just a bunch of idiots.”
Wojin put on a serious face: "The so-called wise men will take advantage of the trend, and we are good at creating general trends, so that the alliance that claims to be wise men will be fooled and eaten alive by us. Fording, as long as you cooperate, the stupid alliance will
You will definitely fall into the trap."
Fording felt embarrassed after hearing this. Yes, he was a wise man who took advantage of the rise of the tribe and ended up with this tragic end.
The Secret Army took a short rest in Fordring's camp. Fordring was placed on the dining table as usual. Vol'jin, Eitrigg, and Lockhan, the three of them cut Fording's flesh, ate and drank, and had a great time.
It's a pity that these three are not professional torture experts. The pain caused Fording to pass out several times. After finally ending this inhuman torture, Fording, who had been treated by the Holy Light, weakly held the door and looked at the sky, constantly lamenting his own pain.
Tragic fate.
Is this the Holy Light's punishment for itself?
In the gray sky, Naxxramas emits a green light, like a bright lamp, which is the light emitted by the corrosive gas that envelopes this necropolis.
Fording began to envy the Scourge. When he was in Lordaeron, he originally thought they were miserable and desperate. Unexpectedly, Arthas suddenly emerged and led the people on a road to salvation.
Suddenly, two green light groups floated out of Naxxramas, like two eyes, staring at Fording's camp. Everything, including the most hidden dragon-blooded orcs, was under the surveillance of the light groups.
under.
A ray of red light shone on the camp of the dragon-blooded orcs. The three thousand dragon-blooded orcs became restless, but soon fell into a deathly silence.
After eating and drinking enough, Eitrigg, Vol'jin, and Lorkhan hurried over to check.
The dragon-blooded orcs were seen falling to the ground, foaming at the mouth, and most of them fell into a coma.
Just a ray of light caused the dragon-blooded orcs to temporarily lose their combat effectiveness. This was regarded as a warning to the tribe by the Scourge Legion, and it was also a demonstration.
Obviously, the Scourge Legion has mastered the weaknesses of the dragon-blooded orcs.
Fording's heart sank. It was foolish to rely on dragon-blooded orcs to defeat the Scourge. He seemed to hear Kel'Thuzad's harsh ridicule.
But the situation soon reversed. Naxxramas made a rumbling sound, gradually accelerated its speed, flew towards the Icecap Glacier, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The news sent by Tailan is true, Naxxramas is indeed going back to repair.
Fording was stunned on the spot. This surprise came so fast that he had no time to react.
There were less than a thousand Silver Northern Expeditions in the camp. They cheered, and countless adventurers shed tears of excitement. After making heavy sacrifices, the Silver Northern Expeditions finally destroyed the Naxxramas necropolis and won the Northern Expedition.
initial victory.
What if Naxxramas comes back one day? It doesn't matter. After all, Naxxramas can be rebuilt countless times. Kel'Thuzad is a lich. As long as the phylactery is still there, he can be reborn countless times. He is as smart as a lich.
Ding had already thought of the reason.
Eitrigg patted Fording on the shoulder and said sinisterly: "Fording, congratulations, for defeating the Scourge again, you will definitely become famous throughout Azeroth."
The next day, news of the destruction of Naxxramas Necropolis spread throughout Azeroth.
Tirion Fordring, a little-known figure in the Orc War but able to rise in his twilight years and the spokesperson of the Holy Light, has once again become the focus of attention in Azeroth.
The information about how the Silver Crusade conquered the Naxxramas Necropolis has already been compiled in advance. As soon as the news comes, these books will go on sale.
The book vividly describes how the brave warriors of the Silver Northern Expedition finally won the final victory after arduous and outstanding battles and heavy sacrifices.
Strangely, the Duke of Beauval appears in the book.
The book specifically emphasizes that although Fordring was the leader of this battle, it was the Royal Guards Corps led by Duke Bolvar that actually captured Naxxramas and defeated Kel'Thuzad.
Fording's calm command and Duke Bolvar's heroic fighting jointly shaped this great victory and dealt a heavy blow to the Scourge.
Stormwind City.
After Kites on the throne saw the book, he took a deep look at Duke Bolvar, then put it aside and ignored it.
But soon, new news came from Northrend.
Dranosh Saurfang led the Horde army to block all Azjol-Nerub's passage to the ground, and successfully killed the Scourge General Anub'arak.
Garrosh Saurfang broke through three Scourge defense lines in a row and personally eliminated the Scourge general, the frost dragon Sindragosa.
Many adventurers who returned from the front line swore that they had witnessed Garrosh's heroic appearance in battle.
It was a sunny and sunny noon, and the cold wind in Northrend was as biting as ever. The orcs and the Scourge were fighting on the plains, destroying the Scourge with devastating force.
Just when the Scourge Legion was about to retreat, a loud roar of dragons came from the clouds, and the frost dragon Sindragosa prepared to breathe frost, and the orc army was about to suffer heavy losses.
At this critical moment, Garrosh raised his family weapon, Blood Roar, with both hands. Hearing a roar, he leaped several thousand meters high and chopped Sindragosa above the clouds into pieces with an axe.