Garrosh walked over, patted Zul'jin on the shoulder, and the two sat down side by side under the tree.
Zul'jin asked curiously, "What, aren't you going to work in the fields? Aren't you afraid of being beaten by the overseer?"
Garrosh chewed on a blade of grass. "No matter how much work you do, you're still bound to end up in the Slaughterhouse. You might as well learn from Jaina and get used to life and death; at least it won't be so hard."
Zul'jin said dejectedly, "We are all leaders of Azeroth, are we to live like this forever, being bullied, without dignity, and treated worse than dogs?"
Pointing to the Pandaren working hard in the fields, Garrosh laughed and said, "Look how content they are, they think they are the happiest people in Azeroth."
"A bunch of incompetent good-for-nothings, there's no hope," Zul'jin complained in disappointment.
"Are you just going to give up like this? Are all the men of Azeroth this useless?" A female Pandaren voice rang out; it was Jaina.
Garrosh didn't even turn his head, coldly saying, "Jaina, didn't you give up long ago? You've been sent to the Slaughterhouse more times than anyone else these days."
Jaina scoffed, "Fool, I never gave up. I realized long ago that relying on the Pandaren of the Vale of Eternal Blossoms to make changes on their own wouldn't work; change must come from the outside."
Zul'jin's expression shifted upon hearing this, and as he recalled the past, he murmured:
"That makes sense. Back then, the Zul'Aman Empire was closed off and arrogant, with its King wielding immense power. All the Trolls lived a miserable life, even more tragic than the Pandaren the Vale of Eternal Blossoms today. The King and the Loa took our flesh and souls, trampled on our dignity, and forced us to live in the mud like bedbugs. That's when the Trolls ' backs were bent under that weight. Later, the Elves established Silvermoon City, and the war between the two sides lasted for thousands of years. The Zul'Aman Trolls suffered heavy casualties, but they lived with more dignity than before."
Garrosh scoffed, "In the end, you're nothing more than livestock kept by the Loa."
Zul'jin immediately retorted, "Livestock also need dignity."
Jaina interrupted them bluntly, "What's the point of talking about dignity now? The most important thing is to take action. I've already made contact with the outside world."
"How did you do that?" Garrosh and Zul'jin asked in unison.
Jaina smiled and said:
"Did you think I've been wandering aimlessly these past few days? My magical power is only one percent of what it used to be. The only way I can communicate with the outside world is through Magic Circle. I had to create a Magic Circle that could amplify magic a hundredfold. I observed the mountains and terrain of the Valley of Vale of Eternal Blossoms, using the mineral veins and water sources here as the array, adapting to the terrain, following the natural flow, and filling in any gaps. Finally, I succeeded."
Garrosh and Zul'jin were dumbfounded. It turned out that Jaina's seemingly strange behavior and wandering around had actually been for a purpose.
"Who did you contact? Was it the Lorewalker Cho?" Zul'jin asked in surprise.
The Lorewalker Cho's Shado-Pan Monastery is powerful enough to defeat the New Lightforged Orcs Guards the Vale of Vale of Eternal Blossoms pass.
Jaina shook her head. "Lorewalker Cho has never taken the Pandaren the Vale of Eternal Blossoms seriously. I'm counting on Garrosh Chen Stormstout. You should know his whereabouts."
Garrosh thought for a moment and said, "After Taran Zhu gained my support, he immediately sidelined Chen Stormstout and seized power for himself. He originally planned to kill him, but I did not agree in order to maintain a balance of power, and instead sent people to escort him out of the Vale of Eternal Blossoms."
Jaina sighed, "It's a good thing you didn't kill Chen Stormstout. He contacted some reclusive Pandaren in Pandaria, about three thousand of them, and also recruited a small number of Jinyu, Hozen, Yaungol, making a rabble of five thousand. Now he's trying to persuade Lorewalker Cho, but I don't think he'll succeed."
"You've made direct contact with Chen Stormstout?" Garrosh asked.
Jaina shook her head. "I contacted a Hozen in the name of the Monkey King. He's the one who told me all this. This kind of trick can only fool Hozen."
Garrosh said hesitantly, "Alright, Chen Stormstout already has a force of five thousand, but they can't do anything about it, and we can't help them either."
Jaina said gravely, "Haven't you noticed? After receiving the Holy Light, our strength has gradually increased, while the combat power of the New Lightforged Orcs has become weaker and weaker."
Garrosh was inspired. "That's right, the New Lightforged Orcs have no independent thought, and their fighting style is too outdated. Once we grasp their patterns, defeating them will be incredibly easy."
Zul'jin's eyes lit up. "Chen Stormstout doesn't know as much as we do. As long as we tell him the weaknesses of the New Lightforged Orcs, we'll definitely succeed."
"This isn't so simple," Jaina said worriedly. "After Chen Stormstout conquers Vale of Eternal Blossoms, he might become the next Taran Zhu, and nothing will change. We must make them evenly matched and rack our brains to defeat them, just like Silvermoon City and Zul'Aman did back then."
Garrosh suddenly realized. "Food has no fighting power. In order to maintain his rule, Taran Zhu can only turn the Pandaren of the Vale of Eternal Blossoms into Warriors."
Jaina stared at Zul'jin: "I need the help of the Power of the August Celestials."
Chen Stormstout's team was stationed at the One Keg in Kun-Lai Summit, a place infamous for the Sha of Anger. Even if Taran Zhu had ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to cause trouble for the Sha of Anger.
A group of five thousand people, united by a common goal, faced immense challenges in managing their daily needs, including food, drink, and sanitation.
Chen Stormstout' method of survival was to collect protection money, provide bodyguard services for the Goblin of Kun-Lai Summit, and cultivate fields and gather herbs nearby.
Chen Stormstout was deeply saddened by his inability to persuade Lorewalker Cho.
Lorewalker Cho pointed out incisively that taking over Vale of Eternal Blossoms was meaningless and would only lead to the emergence of another Taran Zhu.
Five thousand soldiers were not enough, and unfortunately, there was no money to expand the force.
On this day, Chen Stormstout and fishing to relax when suddenly the reflection of the Xuen the White Tiger appeared on the calm water, lashing out at him:
"I'm tired of listening to the cries of the Pandaren in the Vale of Eternal Blossoms. What are you waiting for? Why don't you take action?"
Chen Stormstout, hurriedly knelt on the ground and said piously, "Respected Lord Xuen, the Vale of Eternal Blossoms Guards Lightforging Orcs; I am no match for them."
A New Lightforged Orcs appeared beside Xuen, raising its weapon and slashing repeatedly, which Chen Stormstout watched without blinking.
"Have you memorized everything?" Xuen.
Chen Stormstout was a rare martial arts prodigy. He immediately understood that this was the fighting style of the New Lightforged Orcs. It seemed flawless, but in fact, it was full of loopholes.
More importantly, they are pedantic and stubborn, and unwilling to change their approach.
"Thank you, Lord Xuen." Chen Stormstout was overjoyed.
Inside the luxurious palace in the Vale of Eternal Blossoms, Taran Zhu received a secret letter of unknown origin.
The letter states that Chen Stormstout is stationed in One Keg, numbering five thousand, and has mastered the weakness of the New Lightforged Orcs.
At first, Taran Zhu didn't believe it, but after thinking about it carefully, he broke out in a cold sweat.
Once the New Lightforged Orcs are defeated, the gates of the Vale of Eternal Blossoms will be wide open, and the weak Pandaren will be powerless to resist.
"I must train an elite force to protect the Vale of Eternal Blossoms."
Taran Zhu initially thought of Holy Light, but worried that they would follow in the footsteps of the Lightforging Orcs, so he had no choice but to pass on his Chi.