Agna succeeded, Thrall was overjoyed. He immediately declared war on the Scourge on Horde of the Scourge.
The Alliance and the Horde once again joined forces to fight their enemies.
Next, Kites will face pressure from all sides.
Now that things had come to this, Duke Bolvar said nothing, only showing a look of disappointment.
The first to raise objections were the Night Elf race, with the hot-tempered Fandral Staghelm representing Night Elf race as he entered Stormwind Keep, shouting:
"Your King, I don't know what you're thinking. This was a golden opportunity to eliminate the Orcs once and for all, but look at what you've done!"
Kites wanted to explain, but it was a disgrace, a matter of Kingdom of Stormwind's dignity.
Sitting on the throne, Kites didn't know how to react and could only remain silent.
At such a moment, it was necessary for Duke Bolvar to step forward, Bolvar immediately summoned Fandral Staghelm:
"Archdruid Fandral Staghelm, things are not as you think. Please come with me."
Bolvar took Fandral Staghelm down to discuss the matter privately, and Fandral Staghelm left satisfied shortly afterward.
Kites looked up at the ceiling and said apologetically, "Is Mr. Fandral Staghelm satisfied?"
Bolvar nodded. "I promised Fandral Staghelm that the Night Elves would not have to send a single soldier to the Northern Expedition War. King Majesty, war will only make the Orcs stronger and the humans weaker. You must make a decision soon. Declaring war is irreversible, but under no circumstances should we send troops."
Kites looked displeased and snorted coldly, "Of course I know!"
Bolvar suddenly asked, "I heard that Agna left you a letter before she left."
Kites didn't dare admit he was still infatuated with Agna, so he lied and said, "I won't trust that woman anymore; that letter doesn't matter anymore."
Bolvar asked, "In that case, could you please deliver the letter to me? I need it very much."
Kites looked puzzled. Bolvar didn't explain, and Kites, not wanting to feel guilty, ordered his guards to deliver the letter to Bolvar.
The icy winds of Northrend cut into Tirion Fordring's face like knives, but he felt exceptionally exhilarated. He never expected that the new King would declare war on the Scourge.
This thin declaration of war was Tirion Fordring's lifeline, a glimmer of hope in his despair.
Tirion Fordring entered Dragonblight under the pretext of conquering the Naxxramas Necropolis. The Argent Dawn numbered only a few hundred, and despite the Dove of Peace Dove's efforts, very few Alliance adventurers arrived.
Although the team was temporarily settled with the help of the Red Dragonflight, conquering Naxxramas was simply a pipe dream.
Naxxramas is a massive flying fortress, the principle of which is unknown. It is equipped with an unknown number of magical cannons, and its surface is covered by a thick green gas.
Once, an Adult Red Dragon tried to approach Naxxramas from above, but was immediately blasted down by a magical cannon. After falling from the sky, it was accidentally stained with green gas, and in an instant, only a skeleton remained.
This terrifying flying fortress is something even the Red Dragon Queen couldn't handle.
Tirion Fordring's army was short of food and clothing, lacked weapons and equipment, and had no siege equipment, so they couldn't even climb Naxxramas.
The Alliance's air force consists of Gryphon and Hippogryph, but these creatures are ill-suited to Northrend's frigid climate and are even less able to withstand magical cannon fire and corrosive gases.
However, Tirion Fordring was extremely confident in conquering Naxxramas, and could be said to have it in the bag.
This was all thanks to Taelan Fordring. Taelan disguised himself as Arthas at Light's Hope Chapel, but did not show his face. He obeyed Tirion Fordring's orders and nervously returned to Naxxramas to continue his undercover work.
Surprisingly, Taelan was not exposed and continued to work as a logistics staff member.
He soon received news that Naxxramas was preparing to retreat to Icecrown Citadel for repairs, and there were also rumors that Arthas thought the fortress was not advanced enough and planned to discard it and build a new one.
Within Naxxramas, this is hardly a secret; it's common knowledge.
Taelan secretly sent out this message, which gave Tirion Fordring a golden opportunity. He was inspired by Darion's deception years ago.
Destroying the great tomb of Kel'Thuzad, the Lich King's Adjutant, would undoubtedly elevate Tirion Fordring's reputation to new heights, making him famous throughout Azeroth.
Therefore, Tirion Fordring actively prepared for the attack on Naxxramas, but unfortunately, things did not go as planned, and there were very few people who responded, until King Varian officially declared war on the Scourge.
Encouraged by the Peace Dove, a large number of adventurers responded to the King's call and entered Northrend in search of opportunities. Tirion Fordring's party quickly expanded from a few hundred to tens of thousands.
With more people, there were more things to do. Every day, more than 10,000 mouths were waiting to be fed after waking up. The resources that Argent Dawn had accumulated were quickly exhausted, Tirion Fordring was very worried about this.
Soon, Tirion Fordring's savior arrived: Eitrigg entered Northrend.
"Eitrigg, why are you so late? We agreed to make these adventurers the Orcs' rations. Do you know how much food they've consumed?" Tirion Fordring complained, sounding like a wronged wife.
Eitrigg grinned. "Tirion Fordring, you're too cruel. Thrall has changed his mind."
Tirion Fordring was stunned, then asked angrily, "What? What are we going to do with these ten thousand adventurers? We're about to run out of food."
Eitrigg chuckled and said, "The Alliance races are too small to feed the Orcs. I've heard there are a lot of Tuskarr in Northrend."
The Tuskarr are one of the largest groups in Northrend, with an estimated total number of at least several hundred thousand. They have thick fat and fine fur.
Tirion Fordring's expression tightened, and he asked, "You're telling us to hunt Tuskarr?"
Eitrigg laughed loudly, "Ha ha, Tirion Fordring, you are the new Savior, how can you do such a cruel thing? Savior should be upright and honorable. You sent people to persuade the various Tuskarr tribes and, with the help of King Varian's orders, incited them to join the army to fight the Lich King."
Tirion Fordring nodded. In the past, it would have been impossible to seduce the Tuskarr, since the Scourge had never harmed them and there was no enmity between Tuskarr.
But now, with the Alliance and Horde of Azeroth united in declaring Scourge, the Tuskarrs, as an intelligent race, should know which side to stand on.
Eitrigg continued, "Besides bewitching the Tuskarr, you also need to hunt Mammoths, Ice Worms, and other creatures in Northrend. Don't be stingy with sacrifices; after all, it's all for saving Azeroth. The Orcs need a lot of military provisions."
In the Draenor World, Orcs have a "fine" tradition: wherever they go, wild beasts are slaughtered, forests are cut down, and only a wasteland remains.
Today, Eitrigg is merely using Tirion Fordring to bring Orcs traditions to Northrend.
In Undercity, Varimathras was overjoyed to learn that Agna had returned to Orgrimmar. He dressed up and prepared to visit her and rekindle their romance.
A secret letter was delivered to Varimathras. It was sent by SI:7 through secret channels. Varimathras suspiciously opened the envelope and recognized Agna's handwriting.
"Damn Night Watch!" Varimathras roared, a Flame appearing in his palm that burned the secret letter to ashes. "You stole my beloved, and I will not let this go unpunished."