Rhonin gazed at the shimmering Lake Lordamere below Dalaran, feeling extremely depressed.
As a relatively young mage, Rhonin became the leader of Dalaran through his undisputed achievement of rebuilding the Dalaran.
Many mages believe that this Miracle City Floating in the Sky was built by Rhonin.
Rhonin wisely said nothing, and this amusing misunderstanding further solidified his position, especially after the Black Temple was conquered, Rhonin with no worries whatsoever.
When Jaina entered Violet Citadel, her refreshing, form-fitting outfit caught Rhonin's eye, but his depression was not alleviated at all, and his expression was unpredictable.
"Rhonin, are you feeling unwell?" Jaina asked with concern, her beautiful eyes glancing around. She always had a way of captivating Rhonin.
"Jaina!" Rhonin hesitated for a moment before reaching out to grab Jaina's hand, but then felt it would be too abrupt, so he reluctantly gave up.
"I'm having such a hard time. I've been under so much pressure lately." Rhonin's nose tingled, and he almost cried as he handed a letter to Jaina.
Jaina took the letter and recognized Thrall's handwriting:
"Dalaran, the City of Magic? Ha! A meat storehouse for Orcs, oh no, just a can of meat. We Orcs eat Dalaran Mages whenever we want. Lowly Rhonin, if you don't want to be eaten by the Orcs, listen up! Fly to Northrend. I need Dalaran Mages to fight the Lich King. If necessary, I want to see this Floating City crash into the Frozen Throne. That's your only value."
It seems that Rhonin is under immense pressure. Jaina knows that the Dalaran Mages are extremely powerful, but they become weak-kneed and flee in all directions whenever they face Orcs.
The Goblins once held a public vote in Booty Bay to see how many Orcs it would take to conquer Dalaran, and the result was one.
History has repeatedly proven that Dalaran vulnerable in the face of the Orcs.
Jaina said frankly, "Rhonin, I think you should respect Savior 'Thrall opinion. Dalaran must do its part to save Azeroth."
Rhonin's eyelids were heavy, and his face was pale. Jaina's answer made him feel even more depressed.
As the newly appointed leader of Dalaran, Rhonin was an idealist who longed to change the status quo of Dalaran. He clenched his fist and said:
"Dalaran must never again succumb to the Orcs, never."
Rhonin's expression was resolute, seemingly leaving no room for negotiation, but unfortunately Jaina knew him well.
With a quick glance, Jaina had an idea:
"I've heard that a conflict has broken out Blue Dragonflight and the Red Dragonflight. The Red Dragon Queen, Alexstrasza, has declared war on the Blue Dragonflight in the name of saving the world. Although most of the Red Dragonflight were wiped out by the Orcs at Mount Hyjal, they are still stronger than the Blue Dragonflight, and the Red Dragon Queen is confident of victory."
Rhonin nodded. "That's true."
"Shouldn't Dalaran help the Red Dragon Queen defeat the Evil Blue Dragonflight and save the world?" Jaina asked, blinking her big eyes.
Upon hearing this, Rhonin's eyes lit up. "What a great idea! Flying to Northrend under the pretext of defeating the Blue Dragonflight would neither disobey Thrall's orders nor submit to the Orcs. It would be perfectly legitimate."
"Jaina, thank you so much." Rhonin seized the opportunity to grab Jaina's hand and hold it firmly. Jaina did not resist and gave a perfect smile.
"Rhonin, you must know what happened in Stormwind City. King Varian has returned, but there are two of them," Jaina asked tactfully.
"Certainly!"
Rhonin was eager to help Jaina, but unfortunately, his information was a little behind. "Are you asking me to support Kites of the Night Watch? I'll figure something out."
"No, Rhonin, the situation has changed." Jaina took a deep breath and recounted all the recent events without holding anything back.
"Thrall the Savior is in a very bad situation," Jaina said sadly.
"With the Lich King Arthas eyeing us covetously from the outside, and Garrosh and his son Saurfang hindering us from within, we desperately need to turn Kingdom of Stormwind into a meatpacking ground for the Orcs to salvage the situation."
Rhonin fell into deep thought, and on many occasions, he would display remarkable wisdom.
"Whom does Duke Bolvar support?" Rhonin asked.
Jaina sighed and said, "Duke Bolvar was originally loyal to House Wrynn, but King Varian's promise to let Kingdom of Stormwind join the Horde has crossed his line."
Rhonin quickly came up with a plan and whispered:
"Jaina, Dalaran must remain neutral in this matter." Seeing Jaina's disappointed expression, Rhonin quickly added:
"Please let me explain. My suggestion is to invite Tirion Fordring. You can go to Stormwind City with him. After the Light's Hope Chapel incident, Tirion Fordring's reputation soared, and he is now a leader in the fight against the Lich King."
Rhonin remained silent for a long time, then weighed his options and said:
"No, Tirion Fordring alone is not enough. That old man is all show and no substance. We also need to add King Bronzebeard of Ironforge. The three of you are enough to Pain Suppression Duke Bolvar and Archbishop Benedictus. I will go to Outland to find Khadgar, and then Dalaran appear as a mediator."
Jaina's face lit up with delight; she understood perfectly. As expected of the resourceful Rhonin, he had come up with such a brilliant plan.
"Jaina." Rhonin released Jaina's hand, his expression conflicted, and asked:
"Do you really have to help the Horde?"
Jaina quickly turned around, leaving Rhonin with only her back to her.
"I've received word that there are problems within the Scourge Army. The Orcs will inevitably be the victors, and I will stand with them."
At Light's Hope Chapel, Jaina teleported directly in front of Tirion Fordring, leaving Tirion Fordring quite embarrassed.
Tirion Fordring was flirting with the landlady, constantly boasting about his skills, but Jaina didn't give him any face at all.
"Tirion Fordring, come with me to Stormwind City."
Tirion Fordring dared not ask any more questions, and could only pick up Ashbringer and obediently follow behind Jaina.
Magni Bronzebeard initially refused to join the Ironforge, but when Jaina said, "Kingdom of Stormwind is about to join the Horde, what will become of the Humans?"
Magni Bronzebeard thought for a long time before finally agreeing to participate.
The three teleported to Goldshire, hired three fine horses, and swaggered into Stormwind City through the city gates. The Peace Dove had already made the best preparations for the publicity campaign, and a large number of people flooded the streets, commenting on the three.
"Behold, there is the great Tirion Fordring, who defeated the Lich King Arthas, the embodiment of the Holy Light, at Light's Hope Chapel."
"Tch, can Tirion Fordring compare to Saurfang the Great? Saurfang the Great killed C'Thun, something even the Titans of the Pantheon couldn't do."
A scholar-like man shook his head and said:
"In terms of combat power, Saurfang the Great is Invincible. He could wipe out the Scourge with a single cough. However, true masters don't act rashly."
Hearing the people around him praising Saurfang Bronzebeard with immense anger.
Back then, Saurfang used the excuse that the Qiraji had broken free of its seal to call on the Alliance and the Horde to donate supplies. Many simple-minded Dwarves believed him and even donated their trousers.
That winter was exceptionally cold; countless Dwarves froze to death. Ironforge has yet to recover from that deception, which is why Bronzebeard joined the cause.