Once Varimathras calmed down, he discovered that the SI:7 hadn't left and was still waiting nearby. This agent was disguised as Forsaken, and the disguise was almost indistinguishable from the real thing.
Varimathras gave the spy a strange look. "What, when you face a Dreadlord, don't you feel any fear? Aren't you afraid of me?"
The spy bowed slightly and said sincerely, "Yes, I am afraid, but even so, I must complete the task assigned to me by the Duke. The Duke wishes to meet with you alone."
Varimathras secretly admired him and responded with praise. Humanity will never lack brave warriors; the courage of such a lowly spy was truly admirable.
"Very good. Go back and tell Bolvar that I'm willing to meet with him."
Varimathras and Duke Bolvar agreed to meet at the Thandol Span in the Wetlands.
On the appointed day, Bolvar, under the pretext of inspecting the northern defenses, entered the Menethil Harbor in the Wetlands with minimal entourage, and then went alone to the Thandol Span.
The Thandol Span connects the Wetlands and the Arathi Highlands, a strategically vital location. This area was originally human territory, but due to the Orcs invasion, the land was destroyed, the mountains and rivers were shattered, the Arathi Highlands were devastated, and the people were displaced.
Varimathras, seeing the Duke arrive alone, smirked, "Grand Duke of Stormwind City, aren't you afraid there's an ambush here?"
Bolvar smiled slightly, "The Dreadlord is very cunning, but I know you are not. You have a woman on your mind, and for Agna's sake, you will definitely meet with me."
"You are provoking a Dreadlord," Varimathras roared, but then softened his tone; the cunning Dreadlord knew how to manipulate people's hearts.
"What? A self-proclaimed Justice Paladin is also colluding with the enemy? What a shameful act of treason! If exposed, you will be beheaded and your name will be forever tarnished."
Bolvar remained unfazed and said sternly:
"I betrayed the King, not the Kingdom of Stormwind. Or rather, it was for the sake of the Kingdom of Stormwind that I met with you, even at the cost of bearing the crime of betrayal."
Varimathras narrowed his small eyes, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "What possibility of cooperation between us is there?"
Bolvar countered, "Do you know who Agna is with now?"
Seeing Varimathras remain silent, Bolvar stepped forward and pressed him aggressively:
"You desperately want to know the answer, but you fear the answer itself will bring you terrible harm, so you're unwilling to face it. According to SI:7 intelligence, Agna and Saurfang's son Dranosh are leisurely sunbathing on the beach. Although the weather is no longer warm, isn't that romantic?"
Upon hearing this, Varimathras's momentum suddenly vanished, his two enormous bat wings drooped like a defeated rooster, and after a long while, he stubbornly retorted:
"That's because I haven't been to Orgrimmar in a long time. The most beautiful woman in Azeroth naturally needs careful protection; she's never short of suitors."
Bolvar chuckled, as if he could see right through Varimathras:
"That's because you don't know how to face Agna. With your intelligence, you should be able to see that Agna's letter to the King wasn't sincere, but you still can't get over your inner turmoil. Jealousy is driving you crazy, so I've decided to give you a chance."
"What opportunity?" Varimathras asked curiously, looking dejected.
"A man's shame must be washed away with blood. I'm giving you a chance to face Dranosh and King Varian alone. You can regain your dignity in your own way."
"Dranosh is just an insect; I can kill him easily," Varimathras said dismissively, then became slightly more serious.
"Although the Night Watch is blessed by the Goldrinn, if we are well prepared, we can kill even the Goldrinn himself if he comes. Very well, I am willing to cooperate with you."
Then, Varimathras asked in a somber tone, "Duke Bolvar, do you really think that changing the King will put the Kingdom of Stormwind on the right track?"
"The Goldrinn chose the wrong person." Bolvar took a deep breath. "Who knows what the future holds? Things might get worse, but doing nothing is the worst thing we can do."
Northrend.
The Tuskarr are a simple and honest race.
The so-called simplicity and naivety can also be described as uncivilized and barbaric. The Tuskarr have not formed a unified civilization, lack basic morality and laws, and generally respect the strong.
Although they are an intelligent race, the Tuskarrs, who do not understand magic, lack judgment. They cannot determine whether Scourge is stronger or weaker than the Alliance and the Horde. Many Tuskarrs interpret the Scourge's lack of aggression as cowardice and consider the Scourge insignificant.
May your fishing nets always yield a bountiful harvest.
The consequences of such a backward race being targeted by the Orcs are predictable.
Eitrigg knew exactly how to conquer such a race; after all, countless races had been wiped out in the history of the Orcs, and he had devoured countless uncivilized races like the Tuskarr.
First, Eitrigg instructed Tirion Fordring to lead a raid on a Tuskarr village, wiping it out completely, leaving only corpses, and deliberately leaving a few clues to prove that Tirion Fordring's team was responsible.
Such barbaric acts of slaughter quickly terrified the Tuskarr, who revered the strong. Then, Tirion Fordring sent messengers to invite the leaders of the various Tuskarr villages to a gathering. Anyone who refused was killed. As a result, most of the Tuskarr leaders in Northrend were forced to attend the gathering.
At the Tuskarr leadership meeting, Tirion Fordring and Eitrigg worked together to talk at length about the greatness of Thrall, the Savior, and how the Orcs saved the world, easily confusing the simple-minded Tuskarr leaders.
As the Tuskarr's Assembly drew to a close, Tuskarr's leaders bowed down in worship to their Savior Thrall.
Finally, they announced that the Alliance and Horde were preparing to destroy the Scourge, requiring the Tuskarrs to send troops, and promised to give the Tuskarrs a large share of the spoils, followed by some inconspicuous small gifts.
The Tuskarr believed it to be true, and thus led large numbers of their people to Tirion Fordring's camp.
Tirion Fordring built a magical Portal at the entrance of a cave beneath Naxxramas, falsely claiming it led directly into the heart of Naxxramas. The Tuskarr, having seen this before, believed him without question. Squads of Tuskarr entered the Portal and vanished without a trace.
Under Eitrigg's command, many partitions were built in the cave, creating separate spaces.
Responding to the King's call, adventurers who dreamed of saving Azeroth, instead of fighting the Scourge, had nowhere to vent their passion and were forced to work in cold caves.
Their main job was to process Tuskarr. One by one, unconscious Tuskarr were brought in, and they went through a series of processes, including throat-slitting, bleeding, skinning, bone -Eviscerate, meat-cutting, and pickling. The Flowing Water- line-style work process was extremely efficient, and tens of thousands of Tuskarr were slaughtered every day.
The processed Tuskarr flesh quickly filled the warehouse, providing ample provisions for the Orcs' attack on Northrend. Eitrigg was overjoyed and repeatedly praised Tirion Fordring for his efficiency.
Twenty-seven years after the Dark Portal was opened, before the seas near Northrend Freeze, Garrosh led his elite New Warsong Corps, becoming the first to set foot on Northrend soil, symbolizing the official start of the war between the Alliance and the Horde against the Scourge.