For Tirion Fordring, if he had any other choice, he would never have asked the Emissary bring back Thrall, with whom he had a past conflict.
But at this moment, he had no other choice but to bring Thrall back into the fray to solve the current problem.
Seeing that the Emissary was still hesitant, Tirion Fordring earnestly advised:
"My Emissary, Garrosh has disappointed the Orcs. Only the great Savior Thrall can win Orcs back and make them refuse to serve the Scourge."
The Emissary's expression was extremely unpleasant. Elevating Garrosh and banishing Thrall was entirely Emissary own doing. If Thrall were to be brought back, what would become of Emissary reputation? The Emissary calmly said:
"Tirion Fordring, I believe in your abilities. If you can destroy the Scourge, I will elevate you to the leader of the Alliance, replacing the House Wrynn as King of Stormwind City. At the same time, the Orcs of Orgrimmar will also come under your leadership. You will be the king of all Azeroth."
For a fleeting moment, Tirion Fordring was genuinely tempted, but deep down, Orcs Tirion Fordring, and refused the Tirion Fordring to lead Orcs.
"No, no, Your Emissary, I am but a lowly human, how dare I lead the great Orcs? I beg Your Emissary rescind your decree and return to the Savior Thrall."
The Emissary's face darkened, and he glared at Tirion Fordring with displeasure, threateningly saying:
"Tirion Fordring, you'd risk your life for Thrall? If you bring up the matter of bringing Thrall back again, I'll hang you at the gates of Icecrown Citadel."
Hearing the Emissary's resolute tone, Tirion Fordring was terrified and immediately knelt on the ground, begging for his life, never mentioning the matter of bringing Thrall back again.
The Emissary patiently advised, "Tirion Fordring, Savior isn't easy. I know you're facing difficulties. You must find a way to overcome these challenges yourself. I have high hopes for you. I'll give you ten days to destroy the Lich King Arthas, or I'll hold you accountable."
Having said that, the Emissary vanished, leaving Tirion Fordring dumbfounded.
Although Icecrown Citadel only had a little over two thousand Orcs, Tirion Fordring dared not wipe them out, and Tirion Fordring soldiers lacked the courage to fight the Orcs. Tirion Fordring was so worried that his hair turned white.
In his most desperate moment, Tirion Fordring thought of King Varian. In the Battle of Undercity, Tirion Fordring successfully defeated Varian's Murloc and Gnoll army, taking the Undead Varian prisoner.
It's only natural for the Alliance and the Horde to fight each other. We can use the Alliance to eliminate the two thousand Orcs in Icecrown Citadel, and then let Tirion Fordring deal with Arthas.
Tirion Fordring thought the plan was feasible, so he brought Varian from the prisoner-of-war camp.
Although the Undead Varian was not mistreated, he inevitably suffered from lack of food and clothing. Due to days of hunger, he was mentally disoriented and had difficulty walking.
Tirion Fordring specially prepared a table of Tuskarr meat to personally entertain Varian.
After Varian had finished eating, Tirion Fordring politely said:
"King Varian, you are the leader of the Alliance. The battle for Undercity was truly unavoidable. Please forgive us, Your King. I will escort you back to Stormwind City immediately."
The hardships of his captivity had worn away much of Varian's spirit, and he said in a humble voice, "Tirion Fordring, thank you for your mercy. If I can return to Stormwind City, I will always remember your kindness. The Kingdom of Stormwind will always be your most Steadfast ally."
Tirion Fordring smiled slightly:
"King Majesty, I have only a small favor to ask of you. There are currently two thousand Orcs at Icecrown Citadel protecting Arthas. The Scourge is plotting to destroy the world, and both the Alliance and the Horde have a responsibility to fulfill. I hope that after you return to Stormwind City, you will gather a large army to assist me in attacking Icecrown Citadel."
Varian remained silent for a long time. He knew that the House Wrynn had lost power in the Kingdom of Stormwind. Apart from Stormwind City and Elwynn Forest, the other territories of the kingdom no longer obeyed their orders.
"Tirion Fordring, you should know the predicament of Kingdom of Stormwind; we simply can't muster an army. Two hundred Orcs would be enough to wipe out Stormwind City, let alone two thousand. However, I can appeal to other races in the Alliance. If I'm willing to pay a price, the Dwarves and Gnomes of Ironforge are willing to send reinforcements. Oh, and the Draenei of Exodar —wiping out two thousand Orcs would be a piece of cake."
Having received Varian's promise, Tirion Fordring nodded in satisfaction.
"Excellent, King Varian! I await your good news. The Scourge has been annihilated, and you deserve a great deal of credit. Your name will be etched in history, and you will achieve great things. We will all become great heroes in history, and you will be the greatest King in human history."
Tirion Fordring dispatched some soldiers, ostensibly for protection but actually to monitor Varian, to accompany him back to Stormwind City. Varian kept his word and hurriedly sent messengers to King Magni Bronzebeard of Ironforge and High Tinker Mekkatorque for help, and also specially sent Prince Anduin an envoy to Exodar.
In order to secure military support from the Humans and Gnomes, Varian relinquished a large tract of land, promising that the Burning Steppes and Blackrock Mountains would be shared territory of the Alliance.
Varian agreed to cede Westfall to the Draenei of Exodar, since Westfall was not under royal control anyway, and he figured he might as well give it to the Draenei as a favor.
Unfortunately, Varian's plea for help went unanswered. The attitudes of the Dwarves and Gnomes were ambiguous; they neither refused nor agreed, and the situation dragged on.
Prophet Velen's response was very simple: the Draenei could send troops, but Velen wanted Stormwind City; otherwise, there was no room for negotiation. This enraged Varian, who cursed Velen as being even more greedy than the Orcs, and said the cowardly Draenei deserved to be slaughtered by the Orcs.
The fact that none of the Alliance races were willing to send troops greatly worried Tirion Fordring, especially since the Emissary had only given him ten days.
To make matters worse, the logistics officer reported to Tirion Fordring that food supplies were running out.
Tirion Fordring was shocked to hear this. The Alliance's main source of rations was precious minerals and herbs mined and sold throughout Azeroth in exchange for food. These were then mixed with a large amount of weeds, tree roots, moss, and other ingredients to make a paste that was worse than what the livestock in the Westfall ate.
Even so, the amount of food consumed by tens of thousands of troops was astronomical.
Tirion Fordring was frantic, but even though he Mastery Holy Light, he couldn't conjure up any food.
Within a few days, the starving soldiers will mutini.
Just when Tirion Fordring was in despair, an official from the Peace Dove advised him, "Lord Tirion Fordring, I have heard that there is a secret method in Dalaran that allows one to go for months without food or water and still remain full of energy."
Tirion Fordring sneered:
"Foolish! Don't you know that magic can create all sorts of food? Besides Fresh Water and bread, I've heard that skilled mages can even create various meats, vegetables, and fruits. What are you trying to say? Do you want me to ask the Dalaran Mages for help? You should understand that Dalaran cares about the Alliance's life or death; they are the Orcs' slaves."
After being reprimanded by Tirion Fordring, the official blushed and said, "Lord Tirion Fordring, please listen to me! Why not have the soldiers go on a hunger strike and demand that the Emissary bring back the great Savior, Thrall?"
Tirion Fordring's eyes lit up upon hearing this; two problems were solved in one fell swoop. However, Tirion Fordring had some concerns. "Will our soldiers be able to cooperate?"
The official smiled slightly and said confidently:
"Rest assured, under your guidance, our soldiers have boundless reverence for the Savior Thrall. To them, Thrall is like a second parent, and they are more than willing to give their lives for Thrall."