"Our war against Kul Tiras was Justice."
Twenty-one years after the Dark Portal, Thrall formally declared war on Kul Tiras. In his pre-war mobilization speech, addressing the Orcs of Orgrimmar and the Trolls of the Darkspear Tribe, he said:
"The Evil Kul Tiras have colluded with the Naga, plotting to destroy Azeroth. I have uncovered their scheme, and from this moment forward, we shall fight to save Azeroth."
War is of great importance to the Orcs, especially since they have just replenished their military supplies and the morale of the Orcs in Orgrimmar is high, and they are all eager for a war.
Subsequently, at the war council, Thrall demonstrated the strategic acumen expected of a military strategist.
"In this war, we must demonstrate the Orcs' Justice and let the people of Azeroth know that the Orcs are fighting to save Azeroth. Issue my chieftain's order: command the Orcs and Trolls to slaughter all the villagers along the coastline and replace them with our soldiers."
Vol'jin, somewhat puzzled, asked, "Great Savior, may I ask what this means?"
Thrall chuckled, "This is a sure-fire deal. If the Kul Tiras abandon the villagers, our soldiers will ambush them from the rear once they reach the shore; if Daelin discovers our plot, they will be guilty of massacring civilians, and the dead civilians will be the best evidence. After all, no one will believe that we would slaughter our own people."
Upon hearing this, Rokhan immediately showed his admiration. "Impressive! Truly worthy of being called the great Savior. Only Lord Thrall could have devised such a brilliant plan."
If this plan succeeds, the Orcs will have successfully seized the moral high ground.
Thrall, feeling quite smug, immediately issued another order, "Chen Stormstout, Rokhan, Rexxar and Rok'ton, I command you to investigate and thwart any Kul Tiras attacks on Orgrimmar, and destroy their fleet if necessary."
Numb and speechless, Chen Stormstout said nothing. Rokhan was stunned. This was a massive war; why had Thrall only sent four men?
"Savior, how many soldiers should we lead?"
Thrall waved his hand and said boldly, "Not a single soldier is needed. You are all warriors of the Horde, powerful beings capable of taking on ten thousand men single-handedly. The mere Kul Tiras fleet will surely be annihilated before you. Go forth, I await your victorious return."
"No, wait, Great Savior Thrall, this is an impossible task!" Rokhan protested loudly, Thrall ignored him and sent his guards to escort them out of the chieftain's tent.
Forcibly thrown to the entrance of the chieftain's tent by the guards, Rokhan struggled to his feet. He couldn't understand the meaning of Thrall's orders; were they deliberately sending him to his death?
After careful consideration, Rokhan concluded that he had not offended Thrall recently, and that he was not close to Saurfang.
Regarding the internal conflict among the Orcs chieftains, Rokhan stood Steadfast on Thrall's side.
Rokhan noticed that Chen Stormstout was completely calm. Rokhan could understand the attitude of this Pandaren had lost his personality.
But the Rexxar and Rok'ton brothers remained calm and unhurried, which was rather strange. They seemed convinced of their victory and had already begun discussing buying a house in Orgrimmar.
"Hey, are you Rexxar and Rok'ton? I've heard so much about you. To be able to defeat King Mogmorlok of Brackenwall Village, you truly are warriors of the Horde."
Rokhan began with compliments, demonstrating his friendship.
Rexxar remained calm and composed, saying, "This is just a small matter. We didn't even have time to show our true strength before King Mogmorlok was defeated, groveling before us like a lowly curly-haired dog."
"What do you think of the Savior's orders?" Rokhan remained calm and composed, showing no sign of panic. "I've heard that you've raised a large herd of magical beasts, making you incredibly powerful. The task of destroying the Kul Tiras fleet rests on the shoulders of the two of you."
Rok'ton shook his head. "No, you and Lord Chen Stormstout Spirits are the main force in this war; we are only providing minor assistance."
"Support?"
Rokhan. He was merely a slightly stronger Troll, while the Kul Tiras were tall and strong. Even if he encountered a general, he might not be able to defeat him, let alone wipe out an entire fleet. Only beings of the Old Gods level could accomplish that.
Rok'ton's expression remained calm as he slowly said, "The Savior's arrangement has its reasons. Orgrimmar just slaughtered 50,000 Zandalari Trolls, and I heard that just a few days ago, a group of Pandaren, roughly the same number as the Zandalari Trolls, was also slaughtered. Their Restless Souls still roam Durotar."
Rokhan was startled upon hearing this, his expression slightly changing. "What do you mean, sir?"
Rok'ton showed no intention of showing off, and simply said calmly:
"I know some minor magic that can gather their Restless Souls together, enhancing your and Chen Stormstout's strength, enough to destroy Daelin's fleet."
Rokhan immediately became cautious. He understood that this was dark magic originating from Ogres, and no one knew what the side effects might be; it could even be fatal.
Rexxar noticed Rokhan's hesitation and said with a measured tone, "To save Azeroth, for the great Savior Thrall, this is a risk worth taking."
Rokhan had no choice but to nod in resignation.
The combined forces of the Orcs and the Darkspear Horde began to purge the villages along the coastline, slaughtering countless Orcs and Troll villagers. Wherever they went, the Rexxar brothers collected the souls of the villagers.
"The deaths of innocent villagers are an indictment of the Kul Tiras' war crimes; only the Orcs are Justice." The Big Candle Gagg reported this immediately, compiling numerous songs praising the Orcs' kindness and condemning the Kul Tiras' Evil.
The villagers had been replaced by soldiers, but this couldn't be hidden from the Kul Tiras intelligence network. To ensure the safety of the rear, Daelin's navy began attacking all Orcs and Trolls they saw along the coast.
Thrall's plan was flawless. Soon, all the races of Azeroth learned of the Kul Tiras' Evil massacre of civilians and loudly praised the greatness of their Savior, Thrall.
Soon, the "Justice" Thrall had no choice but to retaliate.
On the coastline, a tall Altar was erected. The brothers Rexxar and Rok'ton were casting spells on the Altar, and countless Restless Souls gathered around Altar like dark clouds.
After the Burning Legion retreated, the Restless Souls the Orcs who had slaughtered them had no place to rest, for their resentment refused to dissipate. Rokhan stared in astonishment at the dark mass of Restless Souls, including Zandalari Trolls, Pandaren, Tauren, humans, and others, and let out a painful roar.
Rokhan was terrified and sweating profusely, while Chen Stormstout remained calm.
Rexxar spread his arms wide, as if to embrace the sky, and shouted:
"In life, your flesh and blood were the Orcs' military rations; in death, your Restless Souls fight for the Orcs. This man truly maximizes resource utilization; he is indeed worthy of being called the great Savior Thrall. His wisdom is unmatched. Come, Restless Souls, fight for Azeroth!"
Guided by Rok'ton, countless Pandaren Restless Souls converged on Chen Stormstout, whose body rapidly expanded, emanating billowing black energy.
Subsequently, the form of the Chen Stormstout changed. Its limbs stretched out, and a pair of huge wings grew from its back, transforming it into a two-legged Wyvern emitting billowing black smoke.