The Cataclysm altered the landscape of the Badlands, burning most areas to the ground. Kargath, the Horde's Horde in the Badlands, was destroyed in the catastrophe.
Although the Horde built New Kargath, the main construction was not yet completed.
The Orcs airship circled the unfinished site of New Kargath. The Kor'kron commander was very dissatisfied with the progress of the project, so the airship turned around and headed towards the Goblin city of Meltlight Town.
Goblins have an exceptionally Goblin sense of smell.
A volcanic eruption in Badlands brought a large number of Magic Gems buried deep underground to the surface along with the Lava.
The Goblins of Steamwheedle Port seized the opportunity and successively built Meltlight Wharf and Meltlight Town.
Compared to the slow progress of New Kargath, Meltlight Town has already taken shape, attracting a large number of adventurers who dream of getting rich overnight, and has become the center of the Badlands.
When the Horde's airship landed in the town, a Trade Prince who ruled Meltlight Town led his Goblin guards to greet them. Upon seeing the fully armed Kor'kron Legion, the Trade Prince's face darkened, and he loudly protested:
"There's an agreement between Steamwheedle Port and Garrosh; you can only camp outside the town."
The Orcs commander grinned. "The agreement is null and void, you Goblin."
Having said that, the commander grabbed the Goblin Trade Prince, bit off his neck, and began to eat him.
The Goblin guards were terrified, trembling and unable to speak. The commander spat out the Goblin meat and cursed, "Pah, that's awful! Men, dinner's ready!"
The Kor'kron Orcs roared and charged into Meltlight Town, brandishing their weapons.
Orcs rarely consider logistics when fighting; they eat wherever they go. The entire Meltlight Town was plunged into chaos as Goblins and adventurers from all races of Azeroth were devoured.
Among them were several gentle Tauren, which the soldiers turned into a beef hot pot and presented to their commander.
The commander deliberately left behind a few Goblin brokers, who, while heartily devouring beef, asked, "I heard a Red Dragon has arrived in the Badlands. Where is it hiding?"
One of the intelligence brokers mustered his courage and said, "We always charge fair and honest prices, regardless of age."
The commander smiled cruelly. Everyone says Goblin money and not worth their lives. Today, he'd show them what it's like. He grabbed the Goblin and plunged him into a frying pan.
"Now, who can tell me the whereabouts of that Red Dragon?" the commander sneered.
The remaining goblin Goblin brokers finally gave in, and despite their innate love of gold, they had no choice but to submit to the terrifying Orcs.
A Goblin revealed the Red Dragon's hiding place, and the commander nodded in satisfaction before mercifully chopping up and eating the intelligence brokers.
The commander did not lead the army directly to the Red Dragon's hideout. More than three thousand Kor'kron elites arrived from Orgrimmar, and the first problem to solve was logistics.
Having devoured the Goblins and adventurers of Meltlight Town, this is far from enough. The target is a powerful Red Dragon, and there may be other enemies as well. The commander is prepared for a protracted battle.
The commander turned his gaze toward Uldaman.
Uldaman is an ancient Titans Ruins where a large number of Troggs live.
The Troggs dream of unearthing evidence from Uldaman to prove that Troggs were once the masters of this world and had a glorious and great history.
After the Cataclysm, Uldaman was destroyed, the mines collapsed, and many Troggs miners perished. However, the appearance of fissures in the ruins leading to Uldaman attracted even more Troggs.
The Orcs army marched in a mighty force toward the ruins of Uldaman, where thousands of Troggs were slaughtered and turned into Tough Jerky Orcs.
Only a few Troggs survived by hiding deep within the ruins.
With the military rations nearly ready, the commander led the Kor'kron Orcs towards the Red Dragon's cave.
Deep within the cave, Black Dragon Eggs controlled a rare wolf named Broken Tooth. Witnessing the Orcs' bloodshed and cruelty, the Black Dragon Eggs was quite pleased with the Orcs' atrocities, excitedly muttering to itself.
"These are the creatures I need: savage, brutal, and bloodthirsty. The Red Dragonflight may be powerful in their individual forms, but they are a bunch of Imp. Only the Orcs can satisfy my needs. They will become my loyal bodyguards, and after I hatch them, they will also be delicious food."
When the three thousand Kor'kron Guard entered the canyon where the Black Dragon Eggs was located, before they even got close to the mysterious cave, all the Orcs swayed and staggered as if they were drunk.
Before long, the Orcs calmed down. Their eyes were glazed over, but their steps were orderly as they walked toward the cave where the Black Dragon Eggs was located and knelt down in front of it.
Although the Black Dragon Eggs is powerful, it can only temporarily control the Red Dragonflight. However, it can completely control the weak-willed Orcs, turning them into its Servant.
With three thousand elite Kor'kron Orcs Guards this place, the Black Dragon Eggs can finally rest easy; the day of hatching is very close.
When Jaina arrived in the Badlands, the first thing she saw was the deserted Meltlight Town. She was secretly surprised, judging from the undisguised traces, that a large group of Orcs had been here.
"Kor'kron Guard Legion."
As Jaina gazed at the Kor'kron banner fluttering in Meltlight Town, she felt an increasing sense of unease; Garrosh was moving too fast.
Jaina tracked down the location of the Black Dragon Eggs and discovered Kor'kron's camp in the canyon.
Three thousand elite Orcs —even Jaina, one of the strongest Archmages of the time, dared not approach them lightly.
"What exactly does Garrosh want?" Jaina wondered.
The only thing that can be confirmed is that the Black Dragon Eggs was undamaged and was hidden deep inside the cave.
"We must deal with these damned Orcs and seize the Black Dragon Eggs."
Although Jaina fully supports Thrall, it's best to avoid a direct confrontation with Garrosh to prevent a complete breakdown in relations and no room for reconciliation.
Uldaman is very close to Ironforge, which now operates under Ironforge Council of Three Hammers. Jaina doesn't think she can persuade the stubborn Dwarves, let alone three of them.
Ultimately, Jaina set her sights on King Varian.
Stormwind City operates on a monarchical succession system, which can be achieved by persuading only Varian.
Having made up her mind, Jaina opened Portal and entered Stormwind Keep.
"King Varian, Azeroth is facing a life-or-death crisis. Please send a large army immediately to save Azeroth from this peril," Jaina said righteously.
Varian, seated on his throne, frowned slightly and said with displeasure:
"Jaina, while I am very grateful to you for rescuing Prince Anduin from the Evil Velen, that is not a reason for you to order me around. I am the King of Stormwind City."
Jaina coldly replied, "King Majesty, Garrosh has been active in the Badlands, stationing three thousand elite Kor'kron, threatening the Alliance's rear security. As the leader of the Alliance, shouldn't you take the necessary measures to completely eliminate them?"
Varian waved his hand and said, "I have no intention of being Garrosh's enemy."
Jaina hesitated for a moment, then explained:
"What if all of this is for the great Savior Thrall? You should know about the conflict between Thrall and Garrosh; now you must make a choice."
Varian roared in fury, "Damn it, why did I have to get involved in the Orcs' infighting?"
Jaina cautioned, "Have you forgotten the Cataclysm? If you continue to stand by and watch, waiting for them to decide their victor, you will only have death as your option."