Khadgar was not pleased to hear this. To be precise, he was sent by the Imperator Mar'gok to assist Sylvanas, not by her subordinate.
He may be polite to Sylvanas, but that doesn't mean he's willing to follow orders.
Saurfang, who was standing nearby, noticed something amiss. His eyes darted around, and he stood up and volunteered:
"Warchief, I have been dealing with Chen Stormstout for many years and we have a very good relationship. Please leave this matter to me."
Sylvanas hesitated for a moment, noticing Khadgar's resistance, and then nodded.
Chen Stormstout, stationed his troops in Vale of Eternal Blossoms, also learning from Taran Zhu to build fortifications. Small-scale conflicts frequently broke out between the two sides as they tested each other, resulting in losses on both sides.
Upon learning of Saurfang the Great's visit, Chen Stormstout and his anger flared. Back when he served Thrall in Orgrimmar, he had suffered no shortage of bullying from Saurfang.
In the eyes of the Orcs, the Pandaren were merely food, and so was Chen Stormstout; more than once, Saurfang had a piece of his flesh cut off to accompany it.
For the sake of the bigger picture, Chen Stormstout and greeted the Orcs with a fake smile.
Upon seeing Chen Stormstout, Saurfang laughed and patted him on the shoulder, then suddenly opened his mouth wide and took a bite.
Chen Stormstout hurriedly dodged, while Saurfang, displeased, roared angrily:
"What, Pandaren? You don't even respect me? Have you forgotten? Pandaren are just food for Orcs."
"Saurfang, watch your words. This is not Orgrimmar," Chen Stormstout protested.
Saurfang grinned, "You think you have the right to defy me just because you lead a bunch of weak Pandaren? I am reborn by the Holy Light, a noble messenger of the Army of the Light. With just one word from me, Azeroth will be destroyed by the Army of the Light, and not a single Pandaren will survive. Do you want to destroy Azeroth?"
Chen Stormstout was stunned, unsure if the other party was lying. Saurfang smiled sinisterly:
"Pandaren, I told you long ago, Orcs are the Saviors of Azeroth. In the Army of the Light, we Orcs hold a revered position; even the Naaru are our servants. Kneel obediently before me, or I will torment your soul day and night, forever and ever."
Chen Stormstout was truly terrified; his legs trembled, and he didn't know whether he should kneel down.
Saurfang was smug. Orcs love to use others' power to their advantage, and with the help of the Army of the Light, he might be able to successfully turn Chen Stormstout into his slave.
"Aren't you really afraid of dying?" Saurfang continued to threaten.
Just as Chen Stormstout, a voice rang in his ear:
"Don't be afraid, this Orcs is deceiving you. In the Army of the Light, he's not even as lowly as the lowest slave."
Reminded by the reminder, Chen Stormstout finally felt more confident and carefully observed Saurfang's attitude, discovering the cowardice hidden beneath the ferocious face.
"I almost got tricked by that cunning Orcs."
Enraged by the Chen Stormstout gritted his teeth and slammed his fist into Saurfang's mouth, breaking two of his fangs in the process.
"How dare you hit me! No one has ever dared to hit me since I was born!" Saurfang lunged at him, baring his teeth and claws.
Although he had mastered the Power of the Holy Light, he was no match for Chen Stormstout and took a heavy punch to the stomach.
Saurfang doubled over in pain, then leaped up in an attempt to fight back, only to see Chen Stormstout jump high into the air and slam his heavy buttocks down hard.
"Ah!"
With a scream, Saurfang collapsed to the ground in agony as Chen Stormstout sat on his waist, breaking all the bones in his waist and then slowly snapping his limbs.
"No, I surrender, I'm willing to surrender."
Saurfang begged for mercy, but Chen Stormstout did not let him go. He broke his limbs, locked him in an iron box, and put a dog collar around his neck.
"From today onwards, you are my dog."
Chen Stormstout, stepped on Saurfang's head and said smugly.
The sound of clapping came from outside, and Archmage Khadgar walked in from outside; it was he who had just sent a telepathic reminder.
"His Imperator Mar'gok has long loathed this Orcs; giving him to you as a pet wouldn't be bad."
Chen Stormstout's expression was grave. "Khadgar, are you also acting as an advocate for Sylvanas?"
Khadgar shook his head. "Sylvanas is a very dangerous woman. I've known for a long time that she's secretly colluding with Elune. If she really becomes the Queen of Kalimdor, we'll all die a horrible death."
Chen Stormstout, slightly relaxed, kicked Saurfang unconscious, and gestured, "Please sit down."
Khadgar sat down and calmly said, "Azeroth's two main sources of meat are the Pandaren the Vale of Vale of Eternal Blossoms (oh, now the Orcs of Halfhill) and the Tauren of Thunder Bluff, who are now under Sylvanas's control. You now have a powerful army, why not take their place?"
Chen Stormstout hesitated for a moment. "I'm currently locked in a stalemate with Taran Zhu, and I really can't spare any troops."
Khadgar laughed, "The Warchief belongs to whoever seizes it. You only need an elite force, plus my cooperation, and you can easily take down Sylvanas."
Chen Stormstout, after a long silence, asked, "What are your conditions?"
Khadgar whispered, "If you become Warchief, I only ask that the Holy Light's Gate in Theramore be opened. Imperator Mar'gok wants to move Highmaul into Azeroth; he has his eye on Lordaeron. This is just a piece of cake for you."
"A reasonable request." Chen Stormstout pondered for a long time, then said worriedly, "I know Sylvanas; she's a rather cunning woman. No one but Thrall can Pain Suppression her. We need a complete plan."
Khadgar calmly replied, "I've already thought it through. Why don't you agree to cooperate with her and request to send troops to deal with Taran Zhu? Once Sylvanas enters the Vale of Eternal Blossoms, we'll take her down. You know the weaknesses of the Lightforging Orcs; the Lightforging Quilboars and Lightforging Centaurs are just as vulnerable."
Chen Stormstout shook his head. "This plan must be foolproof; I don't think this is enough."
Khadgar's eyes darted around. "That's right, this is a matter of utmost importance, and we can't afford any mistakes. I will persuade Imperator Mar'gok to bring in top-tier experts from Highmaul."
Chen Stormstout, smiled with satisfaction, "That's right. I hope we have a pleasant cooperation."
The two sides immediately reached an agreement.
Orgrimmar, Warchief's Tent.
Khadgar said regretfully, "Saurfang was too arrogant and actually tricked Chen Stormstout. His plot has been exposed. It's a pity we're going to lose an old friend."
Sylvanas said indifferently, "I want to know the final result."
Khadgar chuckled and said, "The Warchief is right. Chen Stormstout is worried about his army's rations and needs us to provide Tauren. Moreover, he has made another condition, hoping that you can personally lead your troops into the Vale of Eternal Blossoms to deal with Taran Zhu together."
Sylvanas's expression shifted slightly, as if she had vaguely guessed something. A smirk played on her lips as she coldly sneered, "This Pandaren has quite the ambition, intending to replace me. Hmph, is Warchief so easy? I'd like to see what he's capable of. Go tell him I'm willing to lead the army into battle."
Khadgar sensed a strong sense of confidence from Sylvanas's tone, which momentarily dampened his confidence and made him hesitate about his plans.