Eitrigg became Warchief with the support of the Emissary, Medivh, and Magni Bronzebeard.
Now that these three are divided and hate each other, Rend Blackhand knows his opportunity has arrived.
Rend Blackhand despised Eitrigg from the bottom of his heart.
In his early years, Eitrigg was just a low-ranking officer, unknown to the world. He rose to become a hero of the Horde by currying favor with Thrall.
In contrast, Rend Blackhand comes from a prestigious family with noble blood.
His father, Blackhand Blackhand, was the chieftain of the Blackrock Clan, the most powerful Orcs Clans. He was a skilled military leader and strategist, one of the top chieftains in the Clans.
Rend Blackhand received a good education from a young age and knew how to be a qualified chieftain.
In Orcs Clans, bloodline is extremely important; birth determines everything.
Emerging from the Drag, Rend sneaked into a nearby courtyard.
Orgrimmar has many empty houses, and one empty courtyard with no known owner is inconspicuous.
From the moment he entered Orgrimmar, Rend began preparations.
Back in the Army of the Light, Rend discovered that the Army of the Light had not mixed the bloodlines of the Orcs Clans; every Lightforging Orcs had the blood of their own Clans flowing through their veins.
Rend speculated that because Orcs souls are divided into Clans, Lightforging Orcs have distinct Clans characteristics in order to achieve harmony between their souls and bodies.
The Blackrock Clan originated in Gorgrond and has had a system of recognizing bloodlines since ancient times.
Rend's plan is to awaken the Blackrock Clan members among the Lightforging Orcs and unite this ancient Clans.
Inside a secluded room, there were piles of Blackrock stones.
This is ore from Gorgrond. When Rend crossed the Dark Portal years ago, Rend father brought some of the ore and hid it in Blackrock Mountain.
Rend lit the wood beneath the ore, muttering incantations.
Flames roared, and the ore emitted a peculiar aura. Rend felt his blood surging within him, and his Clans's bloodline gradually awakened.
Guided by Rend, this aura spread outwards, and before long, Orgrimmar was enveloped by the aura of Blackrock.
Among the Lightforging Orcs, while other Clans remained asleep, Orcs members of the Blackrock Clan were inspired, their eyes cleared, and their confusion dissipated as memories of their past lives gradually surfaced.
"Blackrock Clan, Gorgrond, my homeland, the Warchief is calling us."
The members of the Blackrock Clan, with tears in their eyes, all rose and followed the source of the aura to the courtyard where Rend was.
Rend Blackhand emerged from the house, where more than three thousand members of the Blackrock Clan had gathered.
"My father is Blackhand Blackhand, and the blood of the Blackrock chieftain flows in my veins. Fellow members of the Blackrock Clan, I need your help."
"We are willing to serve the Warchief." The members of the Blackrock Clan knelt on the ground in allegiance.
This was exactly the result Rend Blackhand wanted, he smirked wickedly.
"Fellow countrymen, how could that worthless Eitrigg be elected Warchief? We, the Blackrock Clan, are the first to object! Let us begin by conquering Orgrimmar and overthrow Eitrigg's Evil rule!"
The gathering of the Blackrock Clan members caused quite a commotion, waking Eitrigg from his sleep and prompting him to hastily summon his Personal Guard.
"Can anyone tell me what happened? Where is Rend Blackhand?"
Rend Blackhand was the only general missing, Eitrigg immediately guessed what was going on, his eyes widening in surprise:
"Damn Rend! I trusted him so much, and he actually tried to betray me! Gather all the troops and wipe out Rend Blackhand!"
"Warchief, something terrible has happened!"
A scout rushed in to report, "Someone has secretly opened the city gates, Tauren are attacking through the main gate, heading straight for the chieftain's tent."
"What?"
Eitrigg was terrified; they were three times the size of normal Tauren, a group of terrifying monsters.
It's only thanks to the Tauren's lack of siege equipment and Orgrimmar's high walls and strong fortifications that it has been able to hold out until now.
"It must have been Rend Blackhand who opened the city gates. That traitor, colluding with the Tauren, is utterly despicable."
Eitrigg's eyes darted around, and he raised his Battle Axe high:
"Gentlemen, the time has come to serve the Horde! The great Horde is invincible! Charge! Let those damned Tauren know the might of the Orcs! For the Horde!"
Although they knew they were no match for the Lightforging Orcs, their loyalty worked, and the generals immediately rallied their troops, preparing for a fight to the death.
In contrast, Eitrigg was exceptionally clear-headed. Knowing that Orgrimmar could not be defended, he quietly tore open a Teleportation Scroll.
Eitrigg was no fool; he knew the chieftainship was precarious and had already prepared an escape route for himself.
The Lightforging Orcs army quickly assembled, and the generals led their troops toward the city gate.
Under a bright moon and sparse stars, the rebuilt gates of Orgrimmar resembled a colossal beast lying prone on the ground, with several guards yawning listlessly.
The city gates were tightly shut; there was no sign of the Tauren.
While the generals were still bewildered, someone suddenly reported that Rend Blackhand had seized the chieftain's tent.
The generals hurriedly led their troops back, only to find Rend Blackhand standing beside the chieftain's throne, his gaze burning with fervor.
"The Warchief has abandoned you and fled alone. Orgrimmar needs a new leader, and who is more suitable than me Rend Blackhand?"
The generals looked at each other, at a loss. The Lightforging Orcs were indeed loyal, but without a chieftain to lead them, they were just a disorganized mob.
Rend Blackhand slowly sat on the chieftain's throne. "I know your loyalty, but now I am the Warchief of the Horde."
The Blackrock Clan members promptly shouted, "We pledge our allegiance to Warchief Rend Blackhand!"
A general knelt on one knee. "The Lightforging Orcs only recognize the Warchief. You sit on the Warchief's throne, and I am willing to pledge my allegiance."
"We are willing to pledge our allegiance." The generals pledged their allegiance to Rend Blackhand one after another.
Rend Blackhand laughed heartily; seizing the Warchief was going as smoothly as he had anticipated.
"Gentlemen, the Tauren are besieging the city. Eitrigg is afraid and dares not fight. I am not like that coward Eitrigg. I declare war on the Tauren, starting tomorrow."
Ratchet.
With a flash of light, Eitrigg appeared in a corner room on the second floor of the inn, the Teleportation Scroll in his hand turning to ashes.
Eitrigg breathed a sigh of relief. Ever since he entered Orgrimmar, he had someone reserve this room, just in case.
The room contained ample funds and a change of clothes, as well as sophisticated camouflage tools.
It was late at night, Eitrigg lit the magic lantern and disguised himself in front of the mirror.
Before long, a chubby Pandaren appeared in the mirror.
Eitrigg carefully put away the fangs he had removed, carrying only a box with him.
He jumped out of the window, and Eitrigg walked along the wall until he reached the dock, where he fired a signal flare.
Before long, the sound of splashing water could be heard, and a large ship gradually came into view.
Eitrigg looked in the direction of Orgrimmar and muttered to himself:
"Rend is such an idiot. How could cooperating with Tauren end badly? Orgrimmar must have been slaughtered by now. Rend Blackhand, you're still too green."
Eitrigg boarded the ship with a smile; the ship was filled with carefully selected Lightforging Orcs sailors.
The large ship sailed away from the port.
The target was Dazar'alor, the capital of the Zandalari Empire, Eitrigg had already deposited a large sum of money in the Trolls ' bank.
Savoring the delicious beef paired with the finest red wine, Eitrigg felt a mix of emotions.
Why do I feel like something's not right? Am I just overthinking it?
"Because you fell for it, the Tauren didn't break in, and Rend Blackhand became the Warchief."
A voice appeared in his ear.