Northrend, Crystalsong Forest, Dalaran, the City of Magic.
Garrosh, wielding his greatsword and wielding his golden horse, sat leisurely in the master's seat of Violet Citadel, picking his teeth. Below him stood a dark mass of people dressed in various mage robes, mostly humans and Blood Elves — the Dalaran Mages, one of the most prestigious professions in the world.
"A bunch of cowardly good-for-nothings," Garrosh thought to himself with sneer.
As Garrosh led his New Warsong Legion toward Dalaran, Garrosh was helpless as he gazed upon the magical city floating in the air.
But soon, guides from Dalaran appeared. A group of Archmages showed concern for the Orcs Legion and opened Portal to help Orcs reach Dalaran.
History has once again proven that Dalaran Mages are utterly powerless against the Orcs. When all the mages surrendered, even their leader Rhonin, was powerless to stop them.
Garrosh knew that the Dalaran Mages feared the Guardian mother and son behind the Orcs, but Garrosh enjoyed this feeling, for example, he would eat a Dalaran Mages with every meal.
Since the Orcs conquered Dalaran, the number of Dalaran Mages has been reduced to less than a third, but fortunately, it has not affected the overall strength. Garrosh understands that he needs to rely on the strength of Dalaran Mages to fight against the Blue Dragonflight, so the Orcs mostly prey on noble sons who come to gain experience.
These noble scions occupy precious spots in Dalaran, but unfortunately, most of them have no talent whatsoever and are a pure waste of resources. Their only value is providing flesh and blood for the Orcs.
Garrosh glanced at Rhonin, who stood to the side with a fawning expression, and thought to himself that Rhonin must be very grateful for the Orcs's actions.
The arrival of the Orcs brought a new atmosphere to Dalaran. Garrosh would give a serious lecture every day about how the Orcs would save Azeroth. Watching a group of white-haired and bearded Archmages helplessly listen to an Orcs's speech, Garrosh couldn't be happier.
Garrosh was quite clever; he was the first to adopt an offensive posture against the Nexus to prevent other Orcs from getting involved, but he did not rush into war, instead observing the situation first.
The biggest variable comes from the Scourge. If the Scourge intervenes, Garrosh will not hesitate to immediately turn back and withdraw from Northrend. He will not fight for Thrall.
But current intelligence indicates that the Scourge is not showing any signs of intervention, leading Garrosh to believe that there are indeed problems within the Scourge.
The Dalaran Mages alone were not enough to attack the Nexus, so Garrosh tried his best to get the Red Dragonflight involved, with the aim of reaping the benefits.
After the Battle of Mount Hyjal, the Red Dragonflight had effectively gone from allies to slaves of Medivh, Garrosh believed that the Red Dragon Queen would not dare to disobey his will.
Just as Garrosh had predicted, the Red Dragonflight quickly responded. Krasus, who feared the Orcs most, rushed to Dalaran to convey the Red Dragon Queen's message with trepidation:
"Great General Garrosh, if you desire the Wealth of the Blue Dragonflight, the Queen is willing to help coordinate and persuade the Blue Dragonflight to voluntarily hand over all their treasures to satisfy your needs."
Garrosh was enraged and kicked Krasus in his human form to the ground, roaring:
"We Orcs Consecration everything to save Azeroth. To be honest, I don't care about this Wealth. What we need is the flesh and blood of the Blue Dragonflight. The lowly Blue Dragonflight should Consecration their flesh and blood to our great Orcs. This is the glory of the Blue Dragonflight."
The large group of Dalaran Mages below remained silent. During their time under Orcs rule, they had fully experienced Garrosh's arrogance, ruthlessness, and domineering nature.
Krasus slowly got up, afraid of angering Garrosh, and whispered:
"It's not impossible to get the Blue Dragonflight to Consecration their flesh and blood; they're used to it anyway. In the early days, to create Dragonblood Orcs, large numbers of Blue Dragonflight were skinned and eaten by the Orcs, but..."
"Just what?" Garrosh asked, his eyes wide.
Krasus stammered, "The Queen hopes the General won't wipe out the Blue Dragonflight; at least leave a few to breed and prolong their lives."
Garrosh immediately thought of Kalecgos, who harbored a terrifying Dreadlord within him, and whom he absolutely could not afford to offend, so he nodded:
"Kalecgos a good dragon, the rest can all die. We Orcs promise to keep all the Dragon Eggs, but on the condition that Dragon Eggs be sent to Orgrimmar to be hatched and raised by us, the great Orcs, to become Orcs livestock."
Krasus looked conflicted and could only reply, "I'll go consult the Red Dragon Queen immediately."
Garrosh's terms were well-considered; he was fully aware that the hypocritical Red Dragon Queen harbored deep resentment towards the Blue Dragonflight, wishing nothing more than to kill them all, but simply unwilling to bear the blame for annihilating the Blue Dragonflight.
Just as Garrosh had predicted, Krasus returned shortly afterward, bowing and saying:
"In order to save Azeroth, the Red Dragon Queen agreed to the general's request and pledged her cooperation in the battle."
Garrosh grinned, and the Orcs' maniacal laughter echoed throughout Dalaran.
A letter of surrender was sent to the Nexus, outlining Garrosh's outrageous demands, plunging the Blue Dragonflight into unprecedented panic.
Malygos Aspect of the Blue, lives a secluded life. Currently, the affairs of the Blue Dragonflight are managed by Malygos's direct son, Arygos, a powerful Blue Dragonflight who is deeply loved by his people for his fairness and kindness.
Unfortunately, Arygos has an indelible stain on his record. During the War of the Shifting Sands a thousand years ago, Arygos was framed and became a sacrifice to seal Ahn'Qiraj.
When Saurfang declared an attack on the Ahn'Qiraj Empire, the Twin Emperors, believing him, were terrified and hastily released Arygos and the other two Dragonkin who had been imprisoned for a thousand years in an attempt to reconcile.
Arygos was then able to return to his people, but despite having no evidence, many Dragonkin still suspected that he had been corrupted by the power of the Old Gods.
Facing the impending war, Arygos looked solemnly at his few remaining tribesmen:
"The Orcs are not so scary, Dalaran Mages are nothing to worry about, but the Red Dragonflight outnumber us. If we use the power of the Ley Line, the Red Dragon Queen will definitely use it as an excuse to unite the Green Dragonflight and Bronze Dragonflight to launch a siege against us. We are doomed to lose this war."
The Blue Dragonflight were a highly intelligent race, and they were all aware of the current situation. They all lowered their heads, except for Kalecgos, who maintained a nonchalant expression.
"I think Garrosh's suggestion is good. To save Azeroth, we should Consecration our flesh and blood to the Orcs. What a great honor that would be! Our descendants would be able to receive guidance and education from the Orcs. All sacrifices would be worthwhile."
The Blue Dragonflight present ignored Kalecgos, and Arygos said in a deep voice:
"We have three paths before us: first, fight to the death for the honor of the Blue Dragonflight; second, join the Scourge; third, join the Black Dragonflight."
A graceful female dragon proclaimed, "Arygos, whatever your decision, we will support you."
Besides Kalecgos, the other Blue Dragonflight echoed his sentiments, and Arygos said with a bitter expression:
"I don't know who to trust. My suggestion is to divide the Dragon Eggs into three parts: one to the Scourge, one to the Black Dragonflight, and the last one, the most important. The bravest and most resourceful member of the clan should take this Dragon Eggs and live in seclusion to ensure the continuation of the Blue Dragonflight bloodline. The rest of the clan should fight alongside me for the honor of the Blue Dragonflight, until we all perish."