The Twin Spire Ruins Serpent Lake were the campsite of Horde adventurers, with tents of various styles and colors stretching as far as the eye could see.
According to incomplete statistics, more than 200,000 adventurers have gathered here.
The weather was hot, mosquitoes swarmed, and adventurers were drenched in sweat, suffering terribly from mosquito bites at night.
However, I was in a very good mood and full of confidence in victory.
The Battle of Tempest Keep, Quel'Thalas, Thrallmar in Hellfire Peninsula have yielded glorious victories time and again.
Under the leadership of the great Savior Thrall, the Horde is invincible.
The Horde adventurers are mainly composed of multiple guilds, and they have absolute say.
In contrast, a large number of unaffiliated individuals can only rely on these guilds; they are not given important positions and mostly serve as cannon fodder.
The leaders of several major guilds gathered to discuss the matter.
"Underwater warfare is very disadvantageous for us; no one in Horde tribes is more agile Naga," said a guild leader.
Although the Horde adventurers include a small number of Murlocs, they have little impact on the battle and can only be used as scouts at most.
"Coilfang Reservoir has a weakness." One of the guild leaders pulled out a map of Serpent Lake and pointed to the center. "This is the Coilfang Reservoir's structure, exposed above the water. If we destroy it, Coilfang Reservoir will collapse on its own."
Three tall towers stand in the center of Serpent Lake, with five thick pipes extending outwards.
Some mages detected powerful magical fluctuations and speculated that the devices were used to draw energy from the Void to power the Coilfang Reservoir.
"That is indeed a weakness of Coilfang Reservoir," said a veteran Tauren adventurer. "But Vashj couldn't have been unprepared."
"This is exactly what we need," said the former guild leader. "If we can fight Vashj here, we can avoid the disadvantageous underwater battle."
The adventurers had no confidence in underwater combat.
It seems like this is the only way.
"Azeroth faces a life-or-death crisis and needs our salvation." The Orcs advisor from Orgrimmar declared firmly, "Countless victories have proven that we must overcome all difficulties. With Steadfast faith and fearless sacrifice, no enemy is invincible."
After the pre-battle meeting, four guild leaders who knew each other gathered together to discuss the matter privately.
"I don't know what you're thinking," one of the leaders said worriedly. "I have a friend who participated in the Battle of Tempest Keep and didn't return; he's not on the list of the dead."
"It's quite a coincidence that our guild's main force participated in the Battle of Quel'Thalas and has been missing ever since," another guild leader said.
"My son led a group of heroes to the Battle of Thrallmar. At first, a letter arrived from home, but now there's been no news at all," the third guild leader sighed.
The last guild leader, a Tauren, glared and roared furiously:
"What are you all thinking? The great Savior Thrall is benevolent and kind. To doubt him is tantamount to destroying Azeroth, an unforgivable sin! Now shut up!"
The guild leaders remained silent; though the facts were undeniable, who dared to speak of the great Savior Thrall?
As the saying goes, facts speak louder than words.
However, in the face of the Savior Thrall, facts mean nothing.
The majesty of the Savior is greater than anything else.
The next day, the weather was sunny and a cool breeze swept through, easing the heat and making the adventurers feel refreshed.
Although Orgrimmar and adventurers are allies, their assistance is only verbal; they are unwilling to provide material aid.
Especially the most important ship, the Horde couldn't provide a single piece of wood.
Adventurers had to use whatever materials were available to weave rafts, but Zangarmarsh was rich in vegetation.
Under the blinding sunlight, a thousand sails dotted the Serpent Lake as adventurers paddled their simple rafts straight toward the device in the center of the Serpent Lake.
"Is it really okay to not have a reserve team?" one of the club presidents asked worriedly.
This is the difference between adventurers and regular troops: a disorganized mob, lacking command, with camps mostly empty, and everyone volunteering to go to the front lines to kill the enemy.
"This battle concerns the life and death of Azeroth. We must go all in, press on with our momentum, and seize victory."
The series of "victories" led most adventurers to survive by chance, overestimating their own abilities.
The adventurers' raft gradually approached the center of the Coilfang Reservoir, where three towering towers like mountains and five thick pipes were already in sight.
Suddenly, the three towers flashed with light, radiating brilliant magical light and forming a sky-blue Magic Shield.
The Magic Shield not only has defensive capabilities but also possesses terrifying destructive power; any adventurer who gets close is instantly vaporized.
"Back off, back off!"
Seeing their companions fall, the adventurers ahead issued a warning. Faced with the terrifying magical miracle, the adventurers, lacking strong individuals, were helpless.
Moving forward would only lead to certain death. The guild leaders gathered together and decided that since things had come to this, they could only retreat temporarily and then make further plans.
On the high platform by the shore, High Overlord Thrall watched the chaotic adventurers in Serpent Lake through his telescope, a sinister smile spreading across his face.
"Want to leave? Not so easy. A bunch of Destroyers of Azeroth, die in Serpent Lake, brave Orcs, fight valiantly."
The order to retreat had just been given when the adventurers frantically turned their rafts around. Some sharp-eyed ones noticed thick smoke billowing from the Twin Spire Ruins.
"The Naga forces couldn't possibly have outflanked us." The adventurers could hardly believe their eyes.
Upon closer inspection, they discovered that the Orgrimmar flag had been raised within the camp.
A scout, his face covered in blood, rowed the famous raft, weeping bitterly, and said:
"The camp has been burned down by the Orcs. Orcs 've cut off our retreat. We've been tricked."
"A lie! The great adventurer Thrall kind and benevolent; he could not possibly deceive us."
In an effort to bolster morale, a guild leader directly killed a scout.
Even with the Orgrimmar banner right before their eyes, no one dared to doubt Thrall.
With the camp destroyed, and other places available for landing, adventurers scrambled to escape ashore, only to be driven back by the Horde's wolf riders.
The Horde's wolf riders and Wyverns were all mobilized to patrol around Serpent Lake, and any adventurers who came ashore were killed.
It's important to understand that rafts have limited carrying capacity, and adventurers are lightly armed, making them no match for fully armed Orcs wolf riders.
When the news spread, the adventurers were in an uproar, and many shed tears of sorrow.
"I told you Thrall was a fraud, the evidence is right in our faces, but you just won't listen."
"Dare to criticize the great Savior Thrall? Die!"
Thrall, the Savior, has saved Azeroth time and time again. Those who question Thrall are sinners against Azeroth, and everyone has the right to kill them.
Even in this desperate situation, no one dared to doubt Thrall, and several dissenters were executed.
Just then, a huge image of "Thrall" appeared in the sky above Serpent Lake, its ferocious face beaming with smug satisfaction.
"Adventurers of Azeroth, the enemy is before you. You must bravely fight deep underwater. For Azeroth, destroy Vashj. As long as you are willing to sacrifice, nothing is insurmountable. The Horde never gives up. There are only fearless sacrificers, not cowards who retreat. Do not let anyone look down on the great Horde."