Vale of Eternal Blossoms.
Thrall led a small squad of elite Fel Orcs, sneaking along the river towards Garrosh's camp.
The rivers of the Vale of Eternal Blossoms have long since dried up, and eerie Sha energy permeates the air.
Stepping onto the riverbed slick with Sha energy, Thrall felt an inexplicable sense of disgust. Sha energy was extremely repulsive to Orcs. Orcs could accept the Burning Legion's Fel, but they could not use Sha energy to enhance themselves. That's why Thrall relentlessly proclaimed that the Sha were Evil.
According to scouts, the main force of the Kor'kron Legion is stationed in Orgrimmar, making this the perfect opportunity to launch a surprise attack on the Vale of Vale of Eternal Blossoms base.
Destroying this Kor'kron camp will uproot Garrosh's foothold in Pandaria, at which point Thrall will gladly accept Pandaria's territory and turn it into a paradise for the Fel Orcs.
Pandaren, Jinyu, Hozen, Yaungol, and others will ultimately become food for the Fel Orcs.
Garrosh's camp was built on an ancient Mogu ruin. On the foundation of the broken walls and dilapidated buildings, Orcs laborers constructed a sturdy camp, full of traps and mechanisms, and with a mysterious Mogu dungeon, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack.
According to the scouts' reconnaissance, there are fewer than a thousand Kor'kron Orcs here.
Thrall, holding binoculars, carefully observed Garrosh's camp and said to the Ogre Jaina beside him:
"Jaina, are you ready?"
This Ogre has a mysterious origin. It is said to have inherited the wizarding tradition of the ancient Ogre Empire, the Gorian Empire. It once disguised itself as a human and infiltrated Dalaran. Although it was unknown, it was knowledgeable in both ancient and modern times. Its Ogre witchcraft was integrated with the magic of Dalaran, and it claimed that its strength was no less than Jaina's.
The Ogre Jaina said in a deep voice, "My Savior, everything is ready. With just your command, I can disrupt the Portals within the camp, preventing the Kor'kron Legion from returning to Orgrimmar. But I think we should discuss some terms."
Thrall was in a bad mood. Ogres were always greedy, so he could only make empty promises. "Once I conquer Azeroth, I will give you the Kingdom of Stormwind as territory of the Ogre kingdom."
The Ogre Jaina scoffed, "I'm not that brainless fool Jaina. If you become the ruler of Azeroth, you can destroy me anytime. That won't do."
Thrall was very impatient, barely suppressing his anger. "What exactly do you want?"
"I want Outland," the Ogre Jaina said solemnly. "After destroying Garrosh's camp, all the Fel Orcs must migrate to Pandaria. Control of the Dark Portal will be given to me. The Orcs will occupy Azeroth, and the Ogres will occupy Outland. I think that's fair."
Thrall growled angrily, "You've done nothing, yet you want to take a planet."
The Ogre Jaina curled her lip. "How about we just break up? The Sunreavers of Dalaran can do it too, but do you trust them? The Sunreavers are wavering between you and Garrosh; they only support the final victor and might as well kick the loser while he's down."
Thrall had to admit that this Ogre was much more difficult to deal with Jaina.
After careful consideration, Thrall reluctantly agreed, "Once I conquer Orgrimmar and kill Garrosh, I will hand over control of the Dark Portal to you. This is my final concession."
The Ogre Jaina grinned. "That's more like it."
Under Thrall's furious gaze, the Ogre Jaina produced a crystal ball. With a series of obscure incantations, the crystal ball revealed the entire Kor'kron camp: tall, sturdy walls, rows of spiked wooden fortresses, and more than a dozen Portals were clearly visible.
The Ogre Jaina pointed at the Portal inside the crystal ball and cast a spell. Before long, the Portal's light dimmed, but a commotion could be clearly heard coming from within the camp.
"I think we should also discuss some additional conditions," the Ogre Jaina said seriously.
Thrall, his face contorted with rage, roared, "Do you want to die? Nobody dares to negotiate with me!"
The Ogre Jaina shrugged and said, "Then our cooperation ends here. If I don't help you teleport the Fel Orcs over, you can forget about taking over Garrosh's camp. The Portal will repair itself soon."
"That damned Ogre."
Thrall muttered to himself, but had no choice but to put on a forced smile:
"Tell me, what other conditions do you have?"
The Ogre Jaina calmly stated, "I need an army of Fel Orcs, loyal only to me. One hundred thousand will suffice to help me unify the Ogres."
"What?! One hundred thousand Fel Orcs?" Thrall's face contorted with rage. "Do you think Fel Orcs are Kobolds? Only one in ten Orcs can become Fel Orcs; the rest are just food. I can only give you a thousand Fel Orcs at most."
"Seventy thousand, that's my bottom line."
"Three thousand, that's the most I can have."
Thrall negotiated with the Ogre Jaina, and they eventually settled on a price of 10,000 Fel Orcs.
At this moment, Thrall was so angry that he couldn't speak.
Those who achieve great things must tread upon the selfless Consecration of countless people. Simply put, they are good at making grand promises but then failing to deliver, using the blood and sweat of others to pave the way to success.
If everyone were as shrewd as the Ogre Jaina, Thrall's unification would never be accomplished.
The Ogre Jaina nodded in satisfaction, and with a strange chant, opened an enormous Portal.
Five thousand Fel Orcs from the Jade Forest Tian Monastery passed through the Portal, bringing with them several siege weapons.
"Attack!"
Thrall unleashed his fury on the Kor'kron Legion.
The Ogre Jaina's strength was reassuring. She unleashed a Pyroblast the size of a millstone, blasting open the camp gates. Five thousand Fel Orcs stormed into the camp. The less than one thousand Kor'kron Orcs were filled with panic and their morale was completely shattered. Although they raised their hands to surrender, they were still wiped out.
At the center of the camp was the entrance to the mysterious Mogu's Dungeon. The Ogre Jaina, holding a crystal ball, slightly changed her expression:
"There's a Portal inside the underground palace, but it's being interfered with by a mysterious force. I can't destroy Portal; I can only disable it temporarily."
Thrall, barely able to savor the joy of victory, asked worriedly, "That means Garrosh's army could return at any moment. How many exits does this dungeon have?"
The Ogre Jaina calmly said, "Savior, the dungeon is too complex. We can't seal all the exits. The only option is to risk venturing deeper into the dungeon and destroy the Portals."
"What is that mysterious power?" Thrall asked cautiously.
The Ogre Jaina hesitated for a moment, then said, "It must be magic left behind by the Mogu."
Thrall knew it was best not to offend the Mogu at this moment. After pondering for a while, he said to Vol'jin behind him:
"Vol'jin, you are my most trusted subordinate. You should know that I have always regarded you as my best friend. We are inseparable. I entrust this mission of exploring the dungeon to you."
Vol'jin was both amused and exasperated. Everyone knew the dungeon was extremely dangerous, and survival was a near certainty. However, Vol'jin had no choice but to steel himself and solemnly declare:
"My Savior, don't worry, leave everything to me. You can trust me to handle things."
The Ogre Jaina patted Vol'jin on the shoulder. "Don't worry, I'll go with you and make sure you return safely."
Vol'jin was filled with anguish. Compared to the dangers within the dungeon, the betrayal by his companions was far more terrifying, and his greatest worry was the Ogre Jaina.