Frost King Malak wanted to find out the attitude of the Red Dragon Clan and the tribe. Many priests looked at each other. First, the high-level prophet Morabi stood up and said loudly:
"I am willing to go to the tribe as an envoy on behalf of the king."
Later, Sladlan, the priest of the Serpent God, volunteered: "I am willing to be an envoy to the Red Dragon Clan."
Frost King Malak nodded: "I am very relieved to have you two as envoys. In addition to testing the attitude of the tribe and the Red Dragon Clan, you also need to take the opportunity to find out their details. The Zul'Drak Empire is facing life and death. I hope you can
Do your part.”
This meeting, which was related to the fate of the empire, ended like this. After returning to his room, Malak looked out the window with a worried look on his face, with only the most trustworthy Dakuru behind him.
"Dakuru."
Frost King Malak did not look back and asked uneasily: "If the tribe unites with the red dragon tribe to attack, what can you tell these priests and Loa gods to do?"
Dakuru hurriedly bowed and said:
"Your Majesty, if the Loa God is willing to serve the country and the soldiers of the empire sacrifice their lives, the Red Dragon Clan and the tribe will realize that the gain is not worth the loss, so they will naturally retreat and we will be safe. However, this is only the most ideal situation. In fact, the Loa God and the priests
Everyone has their own agenda, I'm worried..."
"What are you worried about?" Frost King Malak asked.
Dakuru hesitated for a moment, bit his lip hard, and said:
"At this point, even if the king executes me directly, I have to say that the priests have the help of the Loa spirit and hold great power. As long as they lead the people to leave Zul'Drak and settle anywhere, they will be the overlords of one party. In fact,
There is no need to fight tooth and nail for Zul'Drak, I am worried that once the war breaks out, the Zul'Drak empire will soon fall apart, and the Loa gods and priests will go their separate ways."
Frost King Malak sighed heavily and said:
"Yes, this is what I am most worried about. The priests served the Loa gods and took the opportunity to make huge amounts of wealth, which have been transferred to other continents. The Zul'Drak Empire has a harsh environment and is not suitable for living. I think they have already
Already have a plan."
Drakuru knelt on the ground with a plop: "Your Majesty, the situation in Zul'Drak is irreversible. I only hope that Your Majesty can make preparations early and leave a way out as soon as possible."
Frost King Malak was furious, turned around and slapped Dakuru on the face, roaring: "I am the great Frost King. My ancestors created this empire a long time ago, and I must fight with the empire no matter what.
How can we do such a shameless thing if we live and die together?"
Drakuru was obedient, kneeling on the ground and not daring to speak. The simple Drakuru didn't know that Frost King Malak had already secretly communicated with Pandaria's Thunder Throne. Once the Zul'Drak Empire fell, Frost King Malak would immediately
Go and seek refuge with the God of Thunder.
"Besides, we haven't reached the most desperate moment yet." Frost King Malak said with a ferocious expression: "Dakuru, in the entire Zul'Drak Empire, I trust you the most. I need you to disguise yourself and secretly send out the Scourge to face the Scourge.
Meet the Lich King Arthas."
Dakuru was flattered and said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, I will definitely live up to my mission. If I cannot bring back reinforcements from the natural disaster, I am willing to die to apologize."
Frost King Malak patted Dakuru on the shoulder and said with a ferocious smile:
"Listen, it would be best to bring reinforcements from the Scourge, but if Arthas refuses, don't be discouraged. For the sake of the Zul'Drak Empire, you must bring something back."
"What?" Dakuru asked blankly.
Frost King Malak was silent for a long time, and then said one word from between his teeth:
"plague!"
In the camp of the New Warsong Legion, Garrosh yelled at Krasus:
"Damn it, we orcs have dedicated everything to save Azeroth. We have sacrificed tens of thousands of orcs in this battle alone, but we have gained nothing. Who will compensate us for our losses?"
Dragon Mage Krasus lowered his head, not daring to contradict the furious orc at all. He followed the order of the Red Dragon Queen to explain to the tribe, which was a thankless job.
Crassus could only say as tactfully as possible: "Her Royal Highness the Queen is well aware of the dedication of the orcs, so she specifically asked me to bring some food to apologize to your army, and I hope the general will accept it."
Garrosh's eyes widened:
"Do we orcs care about your little food? What we need is revenge. Why don't we exterminate the Blue Dragons? Why do we still allow them to live in the Demonic Nexus?"
Krasus didn't know how to explain it. For the sake of the little dignity left by the Red Dragon Clan, what happened in the Demonic Nexus could not be told to outsiders, so he could only apologize and said with a smile:
"Blue Dragon King Malygos has received the punishment he deserves. The culprit has been eliminated. The Queen is merciful. There is no need to involve all the blue dragons."
Garrosh was furious and punched Krasus hard in the face.
Although he had transformed into the form of a blood elf, Krasus was an adult dragon after all, and this punch could not hurt him at all. However, Krasus knew the ways of the world and flew out very cooperatively, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood.
Garrosh refused to let go, punching Krasus one after another until he was "dying" before he stopped and shouted loudly:
"Despicable and insignificant Krasus, go back and tell your despicable queen that the Red Dragon Clan owes me a favor. When I need you, you must be on call."
Crassus held on to the tent, pretended to struggle to get up, and left in a hurry.
After the dragon mage disappeared, Garrosh opened his palm and grimaced in pain, regretting that he had used too much force.
Although the war against the blue dragons prevented Malygos from "destroying the world" and gained honor and fame, the orcs suffered serious losses, which was an unbearable price.
Vol'jin walked into the tent, not daring to look at Garrosh, and said anxiously: "General, the orc army has suffered heavy losses, and there is not much rations. We must find a way as soon as possible."
Garrosh waved his hand and pointed in the direction of Zul'Drak on the map: "It's easy to handle. The Zul'Drak Empire has a large amount of military rations and countless slaves. This is our next attack target."
Wojin shook his head and said worriedly:
"General, I think you should know that our two legions have suffered heavy losses, and coupled with the lack of military rations, if we cannot capture Zul'Drak in one go, our army will be defeated if we fall into a protracted war. The Daklon Fortress is heavily fortified, and there are Loa
With the gods in charge, our chances of winning are slim.”
Garrosh opened his mouth and said viciously: "As long as the Red Dragon Queen takes action, the Loa gods will be a bunch of scum."
Wo Jin remained calm and said nothing, he was really worried.
What happened in the Battle of the Demonic Nexus? The Dragon Clan was very strict, and Wojin did not find out the news, but he knew very well that the Red Dragon Queen hated the Blue Dragon Clan. Unless there was irresistible force, the Red Dragon Queen would never
Let the blue dragons go.
Some orcs saw the Red Dragon Queen burning her wings and escaping from the direction of the Demonic Nexus back to Wyrmrest Temple. The resourceful Vol'jin felt that something was wrong, and he was afraid that the Red Dragon Queen would not lend a helping hand again.
In addition to the two legions of Vol'jin and Garrosh, the Horde also has the Orgrimmar Front led by Kerena, the Thrallmar Front, Dranosh's Frostwolf Cavalry and the Kor'kron Elite Legion.
But neither the irritable Garrosh nor the scheming Vol'jin wanted to share Zul'Drak's military rations and wealth with others.
Vol'jin looked at the blindly confident Garrosh and made up his mind to abandon this companion.