"Race does not represent glory. I have seen the noblest orcs and the despicable humans."
On the sea, hundreds of large and small ships were sailing towards Northrend. King Varian was on one of the most luxurious ships, slowly closing the book "Chronicles of the Silver Crusade" and falling into deep thought.
"The Chronicles of the Silver Crusade", based on the oral description of the situation by a veteran who returned to his hometown in honor and glory, tells the story of the Silver Crusade's heroic fight with the tribe to fight against the Scourge.
This veteran has now become a hero in the Kingdom of Stormwind, and King Varian personally awarded him the Medal of Valor.
The veteran leads his team and is busy giving speeches in various places. Every time he has more than 100,000 listeners, he has countless supporters.
King Varian still remembers that when the veteran gave a speech in Stormwind City, he talked about how the great savior Thrall, in order to save a little panda girl, ignored the dissuasion of the people around him and fought into the Scourge alone, killing millions of Scourge soldiers and severely injuring them.
He defeated the Lich King Arthas and successfully rescued the little panda girl, and countless people shed tears of excitement.
"The people are ignorant and have difficulty distinguishing between right and wrong, good and evil, and lack basic logical judgment capabilities."
King Varian did not believe this story that was full of holes, and even had doubts about Fordring.
Except for the night elves, who clearly did not participate in the war, the various tribes in the alliance had more than 100,000 adventurers who joined the Silver Crusade, but only a few came back.
The whereabouts of most of the Silver Crusade are unknown, and it is rumored that they have long been used as food for the orcs.
Varian spared no effort to combat such rumors that undermined the relationship between the Alliance and the Horde. With the help of the Dove of Peace, the rumormongers were quickly hanged on the gallows. From then on, he only had praise for the Silver Crusade.
Under the encouragement of the Dove of Peace and the propaganda of several returning veterans, many farmers in the Kingdom of Stormwind dreamed of becoming famous and successful. They said goodbye to their families and embarked on the journey.
After joining the Silver Northern Expedition, apart from bringing back a jar of delicious meat sauce, there was no news from him.
But no one doubted this. When he talked about his family's participation in the Silver Crusade, he always looked proud, which reminded Varian of the pigs waiting to be slaughtered in the corral.
King Varian knew very well that the Dove of Peace served the tribe, but he knew even more clearly that without the Dove of Peace, it would be difficult to maintain the legacy of kings in Stormwind City. He might be in trouble the day after the Dove of Peace fell.
to assassination.
There is a small group of bad elements in Stormwind City who miss the reign of Duke Bolvar and the Black Dragon Princess very much and dream of deposing the king and welcoming the return of Duke Bolvar. Of course Varian will not let this happen.
King Varian was also suspicious of the Horde, so he had to mobilize an army of 100,000 before he dared to expedition to Northrend.
Nowadays, the four legions of the tribe in Northrend add up to less than 100,000 people. The basis for cooperation is when both sides are evenly matched.
Not to mention the kind, kind, and invincible Garrosh.
Varian has not forgotten Garrosh's friendship. At the most critical moment of the Battle of Zul'Drak, it was Garrosh who led the army to rescue the siege, and King Varian was able to escape.
Garrosh Hellscream?
Such a scene appeared in King Varian's mind. He saw Garrosh leaping high and slashing at a dangerous peak with a bloody roar. The dense Scourge army disappeared together with the mountain. The invincible Lich King Arthas riding on him was so frightened that he was stunned.
Yelled, not daring to fight Garrosh.
Is Garrosh that powerful? This scene seems familiar!
Varian looked at the "Chronicles of the Silver Crusade" on the table. In this obviously exaggerated memoir, Tirion Fordring, Thrall, Garrosh, Saurfang and his son all wiped out hundreds of people in one battle.
A record of ten thousand Scourge legions that severely damaged Alsace.
Could it be that the Scourge Legion was so vulnerable just because of its numerical advantage? No, no, there was also the collapsed mountain. If the orc generals were so powerful, how could they compete with them?
Varian finally had doubts about his memory.
When he realized this, many memories about the battle with Zul'Drak suddenly became blurred, and eventually turned into nothing and disappeared from his mind.
Varian covered his head in pain and tried not to scream.
"Something must have happened in Northrend! Maybe my brain was hit hard."
Varian analyzed it this way.
A burst of noise reached his ears, and Varian, who was about to take a nap, looked unhappy. A royal guard reported that a doomsday prophet had been captured and asked His Majesty the King to judge him.
The Doomsayers are a group of bad elements. They act in secret. They say that they are going to Northrend to give to the tribe as military rations. More than a dozen ships have been inspired and quietly left the fleet without knowing where to go.
Finally caught the mouse hiding its head and tail.
Varian felt a sense of joy and hurriedly walked out of the cabin, wanting to see what the mysterious doomsday prophet looked like.
On the deck, Varian saw the Doomsday Prophet, who was just an ordinary soldier with a broken eye and blood flowing out of the eye socket. He had obviously been tortured.
"You are the doomsday prophet. Do you know the crimes you have committed?" Varian asked coldly.
The young soldier just smiled faintly, looked at the king with one eye, as if taunting him, spit out a mouthful of blood, and said with a smile:
"We have saved three thousand soldiers from the fate of becoming the orcs' army. Your Majesty the King, please kill me. I will not reveal my companions. There are still twenty-seven thousand soldiers waiting for us to save."
"Twenty-seven thousand soldiers?"
Varian was stunned after hearing this, and said loudly: "We have a total of one hundred thousand troops."
The young soldier chuckled: "Your Majesty the King, everyone here knows that our army only has 30,000 troops, but we only claim to be 100,000 troops."
Varian's face darkened, he needed an explanation.
Seeing this, the dwarf Tyrion hurriedly approached the king and explained in a low voice:
"We have three fleets. Your Majesty is in the Chinese army. There are 30,000 soldiers in total. It is impossible for an ordinary soldier to know the entire strength of our army."
Varian thought that this was just right, and said to the soldier:
"Soldier, I want you to die clearly. You said that my army will become the food of the orcs. What evidence do you have?"
The bound soldier looked in his arms. A royal guard took out a book, which was the book "The Silver Crusade" that Varian had just read.
Varian was stunned for a moment. Could it be that this soldier also saw the exaggeration in the book, but that's okay. Isn't this how the reputations of heroes come from?
The soldier whispered: "Your Majesty the King, start from the first page, every other line, and connect the first letters. What do you mean?"
Varian opened the book suspiciously and spelled it out the way a soldier would:
"The soldiers of the Silver Northern Expedition are the food of the orcs."
"Damn it!"
Varian was so angry that he threw the book to the ground and stepped on it several times, determined to make this best-selling book disappear from the Kingdom of Stormwind.
The soldier said slowly with a mocking look on his face:
"Your Majesty the King, don't you understand yet? The so-called Battle of Northrend is just the tribe's plunder of the various tribes in Northrend. The tribe is eager to urge the Alliance to join the war because they lack military rations."