Robbie and Krasus were the visitors.
Robbie's current identity is Alaiseer Sunseeker, a wealthy Blood Elf who provides a quarter of the Horde's military expenditure.
It would be highly inappropriate for this persona to meet with General Trollbane, and Robbie did not recommend adding the charge of colluding with the Alliance to Alaiseer's name.
Danath Trollbane became wary upon discovering that Krasus was a Blood Elf, and his wariness intensified when he sensed the power of Flame emanating from him.
Robbie cut to the chase. "Nazgrel wants to trade the souls of 35,000 adventurers for the glory of capturing three outposts. If the Alliance wants to stop us, I'm willing to offer my help."
Trollbane was taken aback at first, then a cold smile crept across his lips, "Why should I stop you?"
Then, Trollbane realized something was wrong.
As the commander of the Alliance's Outland Expeditionary Force, Trollbane knew Horde if the Alliance with Hellfire Citadel, it would be a catastrophe for Honor Hold.
Krasus couldn't help but point out, "More souls mean more Fel Orcs can be created. Hellfire Citadel can only hold a limited number of Fel Orcs. With the third batch of modified Fel Orcs being mass-produced, the first two batches will inevitably be phased Fel Orcs. What do you think Kargath will do?"
The best way to weaken the Fel Orcs is, of course, war.
If Kargath has secretly allied with the Horde, then he will only attack Honor Hold, the Alliance's stronghold.
Thinking of this, Trollbane broke out in a cold sweat.
"You're Blood Elf, why are you helping the Alliance?" Trollbane looked at Robbie, still uneasy.
Robbie smiled faintly:
"Thirty-five thousand adventurers, all warriors loyal to the Horde. I don't care about their lives; what I want are the Titans Relics of Hellfire Citadel."
Trollbane's suspicions eased slightly.
The Hellfire Peninsula is barren and arid, Alliance relied on their mage units to conjure Water Elementals, barely managing to solve their freshwater problem.
However, the number of mages is limited, which results in Honor Hold having insufficient troops.
Conversely, Kargath, relying on the Titans Relics Fountain of Living Water, expanded his military power without restraint, and the Fel Orcs multiplied without limit.
Robbie took out a map and drew out the Horde's march route, especially marking a device in the center of the three outposts.
"What is this?" Trollbane asked suspiciously.
Robbie said, "This is an Abyss Altar, used to harvest the souls of adventurers."
Krasus further explained, "The Horde wants the flesh and blood of adventurers, Kargath wants their souls."
Trollbane stroked his chin and asked, "Should we destroy the Altar?"
Robbie shook his head. "It's difficult. The 35,000 adventurers are both victims and Guardians of the Altar."
"Let's take advantage of the situation and launch a surprise attack on Hellfire Citadel to seize the Fountain of Living Water," Trollbane suggested again, but it was quickly rejected.
Hellfire Citadel has 50,000 Fel Orcs, while Honor Hold, even with all its might, can only muster a maximum of 5,000, far from sufficient in strength.
The Alliance's Dwarf Gryphon forces held air superiority over Hellfire Peninsula, but with the addition of the Horde's Wyvern fleet, the Alliance lost its only advantage.
Robbie calmly replied, "What we need to do is launch a surprise attack on Zeth'Gor."
"Why is that?" Trollbane asked, puzzled.
Zeth'Gor is a Fel Orcs city located in the southeastern part of Hellfire Peninsula. It is inhabited by the Bleeding Hollow Clan Fel Orcs, whose leaders are "Darkeye" Grillok and Bleeding Hollow Clan Warlord Mor'ken.
Although they were all Fel Orcs, Zeth'Gor's Fel Orcs belonged to the first generation and were not very loyal, so they were exiled.
"Once we capture Zeth'Gor, we'll have the Fountain of Living Water," Robbie said confidently.
Hellfire Citadel welcomes a guest: Akama, the leader of the Broken.
Both belonging to the Black Temple faction and disliked by Illidan, Kargath and Akama felt a sense of kinship and revealed their plan to conspire with the Horde.
Akama frowned and shook his head repeatedly after hearing this:
"How could you ally with the Orcs? They are treacherous and cunning. The lesson of Shattrath City is right before our eyes."
Kargath hesitated slightly. "I understand the dangers of cooperating with the Orcs, but I'm more worried about the Alliance and the Horde cooperating."
Akama sighed regretfully, "The Fel Orcs Invincible in land battles, but unfortunately Hellfire Citadel lacks air force. I know your purpose; you want to use the Horde's Wyverns to fight against the Alliance's Gryphons. Very well, I support your decision, but Lord Illidan is very worried about the Fountain of Living Water."
Kargath pondered for a long time, "If the Broken can help protect the Fountain of Living Water, I can rest assured."
Akama reluctantly agreed, "Alright, then the Broken will be responsible for protecting the Fountain of Living Water."
The appointed day arrived, and adventurers from all races of Azeroth gathered in Thrallmar. Nazgrel delivered a speech to the crowd:
"My dear compatriots, you come from all corners of Azeroth, sharing a common belief: for the peace of Azeroth, for the happiness and well-being of future generations, and for the earnest hopes of our Savior, let us fight bravely, forging a new glory with our blood and flesh, fighting for Azeroth."
"Fight for Azeroth!" The adventurers roared in unison.
Led by Nazgrel, a total of 35,000 adventurers embarked on the Path of Glory, charging towards the three watchtowers occupied by the Fel Orcs.
The Path of Glory runs through Hellfire Peninsula, a wide and straight road.
Before the Dark Portal opened, the Orcs slaughtered the Draenei and used their bones to pave a road symbolizing Orcs glory.
At the head of the procession was a group of robust Tauren. Suddenly, dark clouds gathered, the sky darkened, and a group of Draenei ghosts appeared, blocking their path.
An elderly Draenei said with a heavy heart:
"Halt, adventurers! You've been tricked! Thrall has deceived you. The trap is complete, just waiting for the prey to take the bait. I see rivers of blood flowing; you will all become food for the Orcs, your souls wailing and screaming, becoming materials for creating the Fel Orcs."
The Tauren laughed heartily, and one of the older Tauren sneered:
"The Draenei are nothing but trash. Even in death, they associate with the Fel Orcs. Don't you want to live anymore?"
Another adventurer said, "The great Savior is merciful and kind; how dare you slander Savior? You are utterly wicked!"
"This is a conspiracy, child," the old Draenei said sorrowfully. "I'm sorry, I cannot let you pass."
Windfury, and the Path of Glory was shrouded in mist, so thick that one could not see their own hand in front of their face.
The Tauren refused to believe it and charged straight into the fog, but no matter which way he went, he was just going in circles.
The massive force was trapped and unable to move an inch, a report that was sent to Nazgrel.
Nazgrel's heart sank; he was worried that the plot would be exposed. Fortunately, the adventurers were all fools and didn't believe the Draenei ghost's warning.
"Thrall Savior, is watching over us. We will overcome all difficulties. For Azeroth, no hardship or obstacle can stop us. My brothers and sisters, the light and Justice of Azeroth are with us."
Among the adventurers was Undead Priest from the Plaguelands, one of whom suggested:
"Using Holy Light to create holy water should be able to dispel the fog."
The clergy in the group gathered together, poured the Power of the Holy Light into the Fresh Water, and sprinkled it in all directions.
Screams echoed from within the mist, which soon dissipated.
The adventurers cheered and their enthusiasm soared as they stepped over the skeletons of the Draenei and headed towards their Slaughterhouse.