The power of the Holy Light to bewitch is terrifying. Tirion Fordring, with the help of the Power of the Holy Light, can easily trick birds down from trees and brainwash ordinary humans.
Although there were intelligent men among Tirion Fordring's soldiers who didn't believe his nonsense, intelligent men preferred to protect themselves and go with the flow, and would never dare to stand up and oppose him.
Tirion Fordring thought it over carefully and decided it was feasible, but the wise Tirion Fordring would not step forward to take charge of it. Instead, he would assign the officials of the Peace Dove to handle the matter.
The Peace Dove has deep roots within the Argent Crusade, wielding considerable power and influence.
The official acted very cautiously. The next day, the Argent Crusade and the loyalist army of Stormwind City began a hunger strike, declaring that they would rather starve to death than let Thrall, the Savior, return.
Tirion Fordring immediately reported to the Emissary.
Upon hearing Emissary turned ashen with rage, knowing it must have been Tirion Fordring's secret instruction to personally inspect the camp.
A Veteran with white hair and beard knelt before the Emissary, kowtowing and pleading:
"My Emissary, Thrall, the Savior, has saved Thrall countless times. Now, with the Scourge, Azeroth is on the verge of destruction. Only Thrall, the Savior Azeroth, can vanquish the Evil Arthas."
The Emissary asked expressionlessly, "Soldiers, don't you know that once Thrall returns, you will all become Orcs rations, to be eaten alive?"
The Veteran declared righteously, "My life has been mediocre and unproductive. To become food for the Orcs, and to contribute to saving Azeroth, makes my life worthwhile."
The Emissary sneered and asked, "But have you considered your descendants? Do you want your offspring to become food for the Orcs?"
Upon hearing this, the Veteran, his face beaming with pride, raised his voice and said:
"My three sons, two daughters, daughters-in-law, and grandson—my whole family was eaten by the Orcs. They gloriously Consecration their lives for Azeroth. I am proud, I am honored. Their deaths were worthwhile, their deaths were meaningful. I have no regrets. If there is an afterlife, I would still be willing to be Orcs food."
The Emissary's smile was extremely unpleasant, and he said to Tirion Fordring beside him:
"You've trained them well, but do you think that's all? Seven days. If these men can go seven days without food or water, I'll bring Thrall back."
Humans in Azeroth are physically strong, but even they find it difficult to endure for seven days.
Robbie stood atop Icecrown Citadel, gazing at the dark mass of human camps in the distance, and instructed Kel'Thuzad beside him:
"If these soldiers are willing to join the Scourge, accept them all!"
The soldiers weren't all fools; that very night, a large number deserted and defected to the Scourge, preferring to become Undead rather than starve to death.
Upon learning of the deserter's arrival, Tirion Fordring, having eaten and drunk his fill, flew into a rage and began to curse:
"A bunch of useless idiots who dared to betray me! Immediately strengthen defenses and do not allow any deserters to appear. Even if they starve to death, they should die by my hand, and their corpses will be used as Orcs rations."
Tirion Fordring commanded his most trusted Personal Guards to reinforce the camp's defenses.
But soon hundreds of Orcs rushed out of Icecrown Citadel. The Personal Guard was terrified at the sight of the Orcs and fled in panic, with many soldiers breaking their legs in the process.
Tirion Fordring's plan to stop the deserters failed; in just three days, the camp had lost tens of thousands of soldiers.
The remaining soldiers were starving and their morale was in disarray; it seemed that desertion was only a matter of time.
The Holy Light's terrifying brainwashing ability is useless against hunger.
Fortunately, the deserter's appearance caught the attention of the Emissary, who loudly rebuked Tirion Fordring:
"Foolish Tirion Fordring, do you realize the enormity of your mistake? The deserters have joined the Scourge, and they will surely turn against you. The already weakened Scourge now boasts tens of thousands of soldiers because of your foolish decision. If this continues, your soldiers will all become minions of the Scourge. When will you ever be able to destroy Arthas?"
Tirion Fordring then realized the enormity of his mistake, but the allied forces had run out of rations, and ending the hunger strike was impossible. He hurriedly knelt on the ground:
"My Emissary, I was wrong. For the sake of Azeroth, I will immediately turn them all into rations for the Orcs."
The Emissary snorted coldly:
"Fine, I've already commissioned Dalaran to send a shipment of food from the Broken Isles, which should temporarily solve our immediate predicament. Tirion Fordring, I gave you a chance, but you've greatly disappointed me."
Tirion Fordring's incompetence caused the Emissary to sigh repeatedly, and finally he said helplessly:
"It seems the only option is to bring Thrall back. I knew he was hiding in the Swamp of Sorrows all along, but I didn't kill him outright because I was worried this day would come."
In the Swamp of Sorrows, inside Thrall's secret palace, an Orcs messenger suddenly arrived, claiming to be Emissary messenger.
Upon learning that his hiding place was already under the control of the Emissary, Thrall's legs went weak with fear. But the proud Thrall was not about to yield. With Pride expression, he straightened his face and said:
"Without me, you simply cannot defeat the Scourge. Go back and tell the Emissary that I can return to take charge, but I have three conditions. First..."
The messenger was an unfamiliar Orcs, formerly one of Garrosh's subordinates, who harbored no goodwill towards Thrall and rudely interrupted Thrall:
"The Emissary commanded that if you make a request, I should remind you not to forget King Varian."
Several Varians had already died, but the Emissary quickly found replacements.
Faced with this blatant threat, Thrall was so frightened that his mind went blank. He quickly put on a fawning expression. "Thank you for Emissary kindness, Your Excellency. I will return immediately to take charge."
Thrall's return to the Horde of Warchief caused a sensation in Azeroth. Jaina of Theramore and Sylvanas of Undercity issued statements almost simultaneously, criticizing Garrosh for his foolishness and incompetence, and arguing that only the Savior Thrall was qualified to be Warchief.
Meanwhile, media outlets led by Big Candle Gagg began reporting on it.
They presented a series of pieces of evidence, arguing unequivocally that Garrosh colluded with the Scourge, plotted to destroy Azeroth, leading to the annihilation of an army of 200,000 Orcs, and was the Betrayer to Azeroth.
In this time of crisis, Thrall, the Savior, could not bear to see the people suffer, and once again stepped forward to save Azeroth from peril, truly deserving the title of great Savior.
Bearing boundless glory and aura, Thrall led Vol'jin, Eitrigg, and others back to Northrend, where they were warmly welcomed by the Argent Crusade. Countless soldiers shed tears of emotion, and many said with tears in their eyes:
"The great Savior Thrall has returned! We are saved! Azeroth has been saved once again! Those traitors who sided with the Scourge have not withstood the test of hunger. Your end has come! Turn to ashes along with the Scourge!"
Tirion Fordring personally welcomed Thrall into the central command tent and prepared Thrall's favorite Tauren meat. Thrall knew he had to seize this opportunity to regain the support of the Emissary.
After a satisfying meal, Thrall let out a contented burp and said to Tirion Fordring:
"Tirion Fordring, I have written a letter urging those Orcs soldiers who have joined the Scourge to return. Order Taelan to deliver this letter to Icecrown Citadel. I believe those lost children will see the error of their ways."