Garrosh said with a grim face, "Sylvanas, you have no right to negotiate with us."
Sylvanas chuckled. "To be honest, there are seventeen more such Phylacteries scattered throughout Azeroth."
Whether it was true or false, Jaina's expression changed slightly, and she became more polite:
"Sylvanas, Master Zhu can cooperate with you. Please come with me and don't make things difficult for us."
Sylvanas knew she was no match for him, so she followed silently behind. Meanwhile, Zul'jin used the Power of the August Celestials to secretly notify Taran Zhu.
Throughout the battle at Vale of Eternal Blossoms, Taran Zhu remained a detached observer, fully aware that whoever won would be at a disadvantage.
Chen Stormstout's unexpected victory over Tirion Fordring drove away the arrogant Holy Dragon Tirion Fordring defeated Sylvanas. However, Taran Zhu was not happy. He thought of his daughter's revenge and, seeing that revenge was far from being achieved, he couldn't help but feel sad.
Helpless, Taran Zhu could only strengthen her defenses to prevent Chen Stormstout from launching a counterattack.
Just when he was in despair, Niuzao the Black Ox's voice rang in his ears.
"Taran Zhu, the most desperate moment hasn't arrived yet. Sylvanas is almost here. Remember, behind Sylvanas is Light's Hope Chapel."
During the duel with Chen Stormstout, Niuzao the Black Ox came to the rescue at a crucial moment, Taran Zhu trusted him greatly.
Upon hearing his subordinates report Sylvanas's visit, Taran Zhu hurriedly went out to greet her. Seeing the queen, now nothing more than broken bones, the once Warchief reduced to such a state, and recalling her former Pride and domineering nature, Taran Zhu couldn't help but feel a secret smug satisfaction and couldn't resist mocking her:
"Warchief, welcome to the Vale of Eternal Blossoms. I waited outside your tent for seven days and seven nights without a drop of water, almost starving to death, just to see you. It is truly a joy to see Her Majesty the Queen in such good spirits today."
Sylvanas turned around and found that the three Pandaren who had led her there were gone. She was secretly surprised, but remained calm and said:
"Taran Zhu, I know you harbor resentment. I advise you to be more polite to me. Without me, you wouldn't have met the Draenei Amado."
Taran Zhu smiled brightly, "As expected of a proud Warchief, it's a pity you haven't seen the situation clearly. I have the Lightforging Orcs of the Valley of the Four Winds and half of the Pandaren of the Vale of Eternal Blossoms. It won't be difficult for me to cooperate with Amado. Perhaps I don't need you to act as a go-between."
Sylvanas's expression changed as she saw a group of Pandaren surrounding her, shooting beams of Holy Light at her, which converged to form a sphere of light that enveloped her.
"No!"
Sylvanas, who had just been resurrected, was extremely weak. The power of the Holy Light brought her terrible torment, as if she were being burned in flames, and she couldn't help but scream in agony.
Taran Zhu coldly ordered, "Don't let her die. We'll talk again in seven days. Sylvanas, this is your retribution."
Back in the luxurious palace, Taran Zhu someone to visit the Light's Hope Chapel in Sylvanas's name to seek cooperation with Amado.
In the Light's Hope Chapel, Aman'Thul, now in the form of Amado, looked at the trembling Tirion Fordring before him and was furious.
In the Vale of Eternal Blossoms, Tirion Fordring, fearing the collapse of Eitrigg body, only managed to escape with a small portion of his body, transforming into a miniature Whelps, still shaken by the experience.
"Tirion Fordring, you've disappointed me greatly," Aman'Thul complained. "I wasted so many precious Magic Gems to help you forge your dragon body, and what have you done? You were terrified by just a vision of Eitrigg. See? Now everyone knows your weakness. What use are you after this?"
Tirion Fordring pleaded weakly, "No, master, please give me another chance!"
Aman'Thul asked, "If you see Eitrigg again, will you still be this terrified?"
Tirion Fordring said anxiously, "Orcs are terrifying, I'm scared."
"You're truly a useless piece of trash." Aman'Thul thought for a moment and said, "Only by facing fear can you overcome it. The illusion of Eitrigg, is it? From now on, you will face Eitrigg twenty-four hours a day until you are no longer afraid."
After seeing Tirion Fordring off, Aman'Thul was about to rest for a while when a subordinate reported that Taran Zhu from the Vale of Eternal Blossoms had sent an envoy claiming that Sylvanas was in his hands.
Aman'Thul waved his hand, ordering the messenger to come in.
The envoy was a young Pandaren, quite well-behaved, and bowed politely.
"Amado, I hope that the Master Zhu can form an alliance between our two families to jointly fight against Chen Stormstout."
Aman'Thul turned to Grommash Hellscream beside him and asked, "What has Chen Stormstout been up to lately?"
Grommash Hellscream replied, "After Chen Stormstout became Warchief, he immediately began a massive construction project in Orgrimmar, building a magnificent palace."
Aman'Thul sneered, "A petty person who has gained power, but his strength is too great, so we must be wary. Pandaren emissary, go back and tell Master Zhu Light's Hope Chapel is willing to ally with the Vale of Eternal Blossoms, but there is one thing: Sylvanas must not be killed; she is still useful."
The Pandaren envoy said, "Master Zhu is very wary of Sylvanas's strength and doesn't know how to deal with her."
Aman'Thul hesitated for a moment, then took out a golden collar and handed it over. "Give this to Taran Zhu. Once Sylvanas puts it on, she will only be able to obey the collar's owner's orders. I've heard that the August Celestials of Pandaria have all reached the state of Unity of Heaven and Humanity. Have them examine it to see if what I'm saying is true."
The messenger took the collar and left. Aman'Thul closed his eyes and pondered for a long time before giving the order, "Grommash Hellscream, Kilrogg, Blackhand, each of you will lead a fleet and attack from three directions: Azshara, Durotar, and Northwatch Hold. Finally, join forces and besiege Orgrimmar."
Kilrogg asked in surprise, "My lord, I heard that Imperator Mar'gok wants to pass through the Holy Light's Gate in Theramore and has already made arrangements with Chen Stormstout. If we launch an attack rashly, Chen Stormstout may very well tear up the agreement."
Aman'Thul said coldly, "Once we capture Orgrimmar, the Holy Light's Gate in Theramore will be ours."
Taking Orgrimmar was far too difficult, almost impossible. The three of them found it unbelievable and were completely baffled, so they could only carry out orders.
Orgrimmar, Valley of Strength.
A palace was under construction, Chen Stormstout, came to personally inspect the progress.
Thinking back on the grievances I suffered in this city before, those unbearable days, now that it's finally my turn to be the master, I can't help but feel triumphant.
It's a pity Thrall is gone. If I could trample Thrall under my feet and treat him like a dog, that would truly vent my anger.
Tauren Chieftain Rom figured out Chen Stormstout's intentions and somehow acquired a Lightforging Orcs that looked exactly like Thrall.
Chen Stormstout and named it Thrall, keeping it by his side.
Back in the chieftain's tent, Chen Stormstout unexpectedly encountered Khadgar.
Khadgar tossed over a intelligence report, shouting, "Amado has dispatched three armies, launching attacks from Azshara, Durotar, and Northwatch Hold respectively. The fleets are traveling day and night and will arrive soon."
Chen Stormstout was stunned and asked, "Isn't Amado the Draenei an Imperator of Mar'gok?"
Khadgar scoffed, "Who knows? Perhaps Amado doesn't want to give up Lordaeron."