Kits got what he wanted, a great and bloodless victory.
For this meaningless war, the Kingdom of Stormwind spent countless financial resources, but the harvest was minimal. The generous Gitus didn't care, and after learning that the Zul'Drak Empire was poor and backward, he even had the idea to subsidize some food.
Kits had already thought about how to publicize this great victory when he returned. In front of his eyes, people cheered enthusiastically, and countless girls shouted his name.
Among them was Agna, whom he missed the most.
This was a result acceptable to both parties, but it annoyed Wo'jin.
Wo'jin led less than a thousand dragon-blooded orcs, plus Fording's Silver Northern Expedition, and fled back to the Dragonblight Wilderness to recuperate.
The Orgrimmar Front mobilized 3,000 soldiers, mostly old, weak, sick and disabled, and added them to Vol'jin's army. Not only did it not help, it actually increased the pressure on military rations.
Vol'jin knew that Kraina's move represented Thrall's dissatisfaction. Thrall would be furious at the loss of the dragon-blooded orcs. Vol'jin was waiting for both the Alliance and the Zul'Drak Empire to suffer losses, and then took the opportunity to eliminate them together and restore the power of Thrall.
position in your heart.
Unexpectedly, the Frost King Malak surrendered.
Eitrigg was also under a lot of pressure due to the failure in front of Darklon Fortress. After learning that Frost King Malak surrendered, his face became even older and his lips trembled as he said:
"Wo'jin, what should we do? The King of the Night's Watch is already preparing to withdraw his troops, and he is also preparing to leave some food for Frost King Malak. It's over, everything is over, how much did it cost us to get Jaina to give in?
Dove of Peace’s dominance in Stormwind City?”
Wo'jin frowned deeply, the development of the matter was far beyond his expectation:
"We will get back the price we paid to Jaina sooner or later, don't worry."
Wojin paced back and forth in the tent. The cold wind blew in from the gaps in the tent, making him feel the chill. He wrapped himself in the cowhide coat. Wojin suddenly had an idea and grabbed Eitrigg's shoulders.
asked:
"For Frost King Malak, what is there that he can never give up?"
Eitrigg stared into Vol'jin's eyes for a long time before saying: "His throne."
Wo'jin nodded and showed an evil smile:
"Frost King Malak is neither a priest of the Loa, nor does the Loa protect his throne. The priests are eyeing him, but cannot replace him. Do you know why?"
As for the knowledge of trolls, Eitrigg, as an orc, could not compare with Vol'jin anyway, so he just shook his head.
Wojin said with a proud look on his face:
"Ten thousand years ago, before the explosion of the Well of Eternity, the great Emperor Achilles was the greatest king in the world, ruling almost all the land. Even Queen Azshara could not compare with him. In order to fight against
The invincible Emperor Achilles and Queen Azshara took risks and attracted the Burning Legion, which led to the disaster of earth-shattering."
Eitrigg pretended to listen attentively. All tribes in Azeroth like to brag about their ancestors, and there is absolutely no refutation. For example, Huon Gaoling of the High Mountain Tribe, it is said that he defeated Sargeras hundreds of times.
He usually chats and laughs with the Titans of the Pantheon.
Just listen to Wo Jin continue:
"The troll tribes in Azeroth have Emperor Achilles as their common ancestor. The emperor once left several inherited relics and rewarded them to his descendants and generals. These inherited relics represent the supreme royal power, such as Zandalar
The crown of tyranny of the trolls, the destruction of all realms by the Gurubashi tribe, etc.”
At the mention of the destruction of all realms, Wo Jin's expression darkened.
Eitrigg pretended to be curious and asked: "What is the inheritance of the Drakkari Frost Troll?"
Wojin smiled slightly and said: "It's the Frost Gloves. Emperor Achilles once rewarded a general. Frost King Malak claimed to be the descendant of this general. The bloodline has long been unable to be verified, but this Frost Gloves is
A symbol of his power."
Eitrigg took a slight breath and understood Vol'jin's plan: "The King of the Night's Watch must not know about such a secret thing."
Wojin chuckled: "The Night Watchmen are surrounded by people from the Dove of Peace. In other words, they are all our people."
Satisfied, Kites ordered his staff to write a reply. All he had to do was meet the Frost King Malak and perform a simple surrender ceremony, and the war would be over.
In the cold Northrend and the howling wind, Kits didn't want to stay here for a moment.
One of Kits's trusted staff members seemed to say casually:
"Your Majesty the King, we have done no harm to the Zul'Drak Empire and have left behind a large amount of food. This is a real advantage to Frost King Malak."
Kits chuckled, waved his hand carelessly, took a book and opened it.
The staff member added: "I heard that Frost King Malak has a weapon called the Frost Fists, which can emit cold air. The summer in Stormwind City is extremely hot. Why don't His Majesty the King get it to avoid suffering from the heat."
Kits didn't even raise his head, he just pretended to read a book, thinking of Agna in his heart.
The aide continued: "Your Majesty the King, it is rumored that the Frost Gauntlet was originally owned by Emperor Thoradin, but for some reason it fell into the hands of Frost King Malak."
Thoradin's name finally touched Gitus. This was his example and goal. Gitus said without thinking: "Since it is the relic of Emperor Thoradin, I should take it back."
The staff was overjoyed and hurriedly added it to the reply. The reply was quickly completed. Kites read it hastily and stamped it with the king's magic seal.
There is no airtight wall in the world. Frost King Malak surrendered to the Alliance. Although it was done extremely secretly, it still spread throughout the upper class society of the Zul'Drak Empire.
Every day, officials or priests enter the palace to protest to the Frost King Malak, claiming that this is a disgrace to the Drakkari Trolls and an offense to the dignity of the Zul'Drak Empire.
Among them, the warlord Zolmaz was the most egregious. Because he was related to many priests of the Loa god, Frost King Malak had no choice but to deal with him. He made a big fuss more than once and even accused Frost King Malak to his face that he was not worthy of being the king.
The Frost King Malak was not tired of this, and was forced to close the door and not see the guests.
Even so, the warlord Zolmaz still refused to give up and wandered in front of the palace gate every day, occasionally swearing.
When Kites's reply was delivered, the palace door finally opened, and warlord Zolmaz saw Frost King Malak striding out with no surprise or joy on his face.
"Zolmaz, you have made outstanding contributions to the Zul'Drak Empire." Frost King Malak looked at the sky and said calmly: "I know you are opposed to surrendering to the Alliance. The king of the Alliance has invited me for peace talks. I hope
Can you go with me."
Warlord Zolmaz was stunned. He knew that surrendering to the Alliance was actually the most appropriate choice, so he just used this as an excuse to put pressure on Frost King Malak and show his authority.
"Why are you taking me there? Aren't you worried that I will ruin the peace talks?"
Warlord Zolmaz was suspicious and made up his mind to remain silent at the peace talks, so he shouted loudly:
"My lord, don't regret it. I will personally tear the king of the alliance into pieces at the peace conference and win dignity for the Drakkari trolls."