Beneath the Holy Light, shadows lurk.
With the technical support of Light's Hope Chapel, Taran Zhu built a Portal in Theramore that leads directly to the Vale of Eternal Blossoms.
Not to be outdone, Chen Stormstout, with technical support from Khadgar, built a Lightforging Orcs breeding base in the Barrens, where countless Lightforging Orcs rapidly multiplied and grew.
This was not a war in the simple sense; both sides coincidentally chose human wave tactics.
Night fell over the Barrens, and the heat subsided, but it had not completely disappeared.
Chen Stormstout stood on the small hill, where 100,000 Lightforging Orcs were fully prepared to head to Theramore.
"Perhaps we were too cruel," Chen Stormstout said abruptly, "How will future generations view this war?"
Khadgar chuckled and said, "What's there to worry about? As long as you become the victor, the number of casualties in this war will decrease over time, and may eventually become negative."
"Negative numbers? Are you kidding me?" Chen Stormstout asked in surprise.
Khadgar said in a deep voice:
"I've studied the history of the Trolls. When the great Emperor Thoradin was alive, he allied with the Elves to fight against the Trolls, and the final battle took place in Alterac. Some Veterans of Silvermoon City still remember that battle vividly. More than 200,000 Trolls died, and they have never been able to establish a new Troll nation since. Do you know how the Trolls recorded this war?"
Chen Stormstout.
Khadgar smirked coldly.
"Less than ten years after that war, the Trolls recorded 100,000 casualties. Twenty years later, that number dropped to 50,000. Fifty years later, it was Troll victory for the trolls, with the combined forces of the Night Elves and humans suffering over 100,000 deaths. Less than a hundred years later, the Trolls claimed they had a million more casualties in that war, using this to mock the incompetence of the humans and Elves."
Chen Stormstout, touched his nose and gave a bitter smile.
One hundred thousand Lightforging Orcs marched towards Dustwallow Marsh. Interestingly, Taran Zhu did not take the initiative to engage them, but waited until they stormed into the ruins of Theramore before sending out a large army to meet them.
In the ruins of Theramore, both sides dispatched 100,000 Lightforging Orcs, who swarmed towards their opponent like countless ants.
Because there was no time to forge weapons and armor, Lightforging Orcs were generally unarmed, and most didn't even have clothes. Their only belief was loyalty.
A fierce battle ensued, with 200,000 New Lightforged Orcs locked in combat. The battle lasted for three days and three nights, leaving rivers of blood and countless corpses strewn across the land.
In the end, Taran Zhu's side emerged victorious, and all the corpses were thrown into the sea. On that day, countless sharks, Hydras, Murlocs, Lobstrok, and other creatures gathered on the shores of Theramore, greedily tearing apart the Orcs' corpses.
Chen Stormstout didn't care at all, after all, the New Lightforged Orcs were multiplying too fast, and the second batch of 100,000 men was already ready.
Both sides understood that neither could achieve victory by continuing this attrition, so Khadgar devised a decapitation plan.
"Taran Zhu is just a nobody. Amado, the Draenei, is our real target. I know his background; he's just an ordinary general under Velen, always inconspicuous. Some say he might be a spy for the Burning Legion, but his personal strength is negligible."
Chen Stormstout, asked, "But who on our side can assassinate Amado?"
Although Khadgar is an Archmage and Chen Stormstout is a martial arts master, neither of them is skilled in assassination, after all, Amado is protected by the Holy Dragons.
Khadgar whispered, "I've found a suitable assassin. What we need to do is create an opportunity."
Chen Stormstout adjusted his tactics, maintaining pressure on the main Battlefield while sending out surprise troops to raid Halfhill Valley of the Four Winds.
Unfortunately Taran Zhu was prepared, and his surprise troops fell into a trap and were all annihilated.
Taran Zhu was unaware that a team had secretly infiltrated Timeless Isle to seek help from the Xuen the White Tiger, one of the August Celestials.
Draenor World, the Oshu'gun.
Imperator Mar'gok, seated on his throne, stared grimly at the two-headed Ogre kneeling below. This Ogre was none other than Velen.
Holy Light poured into Draenor day and night through the pyramids, and at this moment there was no night in Draenor; the Holy Light illuminated everything.
Velen returned to Draenor as Cho'gall, but this turned out to be a blessing in disguise. He mutated due to absorbing too much Holy Light and became Lightforging Ogre.
In fact, Ogres in Draenor World are undergoing mutations, and there are quite a few Lightforging Ogres. However, Velen's mutation is different. His body is brighter, and his body surface radiates golden Holy Light. He is filled with a holy aura from the inside out.
"Cho'gall," Imperator Mar'gok stood up, "Amado betrayed me. You are my most loyal student. Do you have a way to deal with Amado?"
Velen smiled obsequiously, "Your Majesty, Amado appears to rely on the New Lightforged Orcs, but his true strength lies with the old Argent Dawn of Light's Hope Chapel. In fact, he is active in many countries in the Eastern Kingdoms, such as the Dwarves of Ironforge and the humans of Kingdom of Stormwind."
The two heads Imperator Mar'gok fell into thought together, "You mean to use humans and Dwarves?"
Velen nodded. "The Lightforging Orcs' weaknesses are becoming increasingly apparent. If we can persuade the Alliance to send troops to Light's Hope Chapel, Amado is nothing to fear."
Imperator Mar'gok asked suspiciously, "I know you've infiltrated Azeroth many times and even tried to bewitch the King of Gilneas, but you failed. How can I still trust you?"
Velen, prepared for this, replied, "Once, an Orcs accidentally obtained a Naaru Core. Later, a Dwarf forged the Naaru Core into Ashbringer, and the Order of the Silver Hand became famous. Even though they fed countless Lordaeron citizens to the Orcs, they were still loved and supported by the people."
The story of the Ashbringer was already known to Imperator Mar'gok Mar'gok, Imperator asked, "What do you want?"
"After the fall of the Light-Hunter Kuber, I heard he left behind a core. If you give it to me, I can restore the Order of the Silver Hand to Azeroth."
The Imperator Mar'gok said with concern, "Amado has a Holy Dragonflights."
Velen whispered, "The Dragonkin have long been dissatisfied with Amado. With the core of the Light-Hunter Kuber, I will forge a Silver Hand Holy Dragon Knight Order."
Okay, here you go.
Imperator Mar'gok waved his hand, and an Ogre Mage presented him with a box.
Velen excitedly accepted the box; inside was the core of the Light-Hunter Kuber, damaged but still functioning.
Northrend, Wyrmrest Temple.
The Red Dragon Queen felt a powerful Power of the Holy Light, as if all the ice and snow in the sky had melted away.
The Prophet Velen requested an audience in the guise of Cho'gall, and was quickly granted permission.
"I despise Ogres," the Red Dragon Queen said bluntly. "You possess powerful Power of the Holy Light within you; I don't recommend making you my dinner."
Prophet Velen smiled, took out a box, opened it, and revealed the core of the Light-Hunter Kuber.
Seeing the Red Dragon Queen's stunned expression, Velen confidently declared, "Your Majesty, the Holy Light is on our side."