Alexstrasza, the Red Dragon Queen, vowed to unite all beings to destroy the "Evil" Blue Dragonflight, but she found it difficult to find allies.
Battle of Mount Hyjal, the Red Dragonflight numbered over ten thousand, making them arguably the strongest race in Azeroth. At that time, no one dared to obey the Red Dragonflight's orders.
The Red Dragonflight is now in decline, with only a few hundred members remaining, and can no longer command the world.
The Red Dragon Queen most desired the support of her own people, but unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. Under the Red Dragonflight's continuous suppression for ten thousand years, all three major Dragonkin, except for the Black Dragonflight, had dwindling numbers.
The Green Dragonflight mostly hide in the Emerald Dream. Not long ago, a few Green Dragonflight ventured out and were killed for various reasons, their deaths extremely gruesome.
The Emerald Dream is rife with Nightmares and has a harsh environment. Legendary Ysera, the Green Dragonflight, has long since gone mad, unable to distinguish between virtual and reality, and is now a mental patient.
After receiving orders from the Red Dragon Queen, Ysera stated that the Green Dragonflight was willing to participate in the war. Unfortunately, because most of the Green Dragonflight were in a state of mental confusion, she had to personally join the battle, accompanied by four Green Dragonflight who were more mentally sound.
The Bronze Dragon Aspect Nozdormu has been missing for a long time, and only a few of his descendants have come to fight due to the threat from the Red Dragon Queen.
The so-called joint attack by the three Dragonkin against the Blue Dragonflight actually resulted in the Red Dragonflight being the main force, which greatly disappointed the Red Dragon Queen, but unfortunately, she was powerless to do anything about it.
So, the Red Dragon Queen, in the name of protecting the world, issued commands to other races.
The Wild Gods explicitly rejected the Red Dragon Queen's command, the August Celestials Pandaria gods declared they would not participate, and even the Loa of Zandalar ignored the Red Dragon Queen.
Left with no other option Red Dragon Queen turned to the Alliance, writing to the King of Stormwind City in hopes that Alliance would send troops to conquer the Blue Dragonflight.
Kites sat comfortably on his throne, listening as officials read a letter from the Red Dragon Queen.
In her letter, the Red Dragon Queen described the Evil of the Blue Dragonflight, the benevolence and greatness of the Orcs, and hoped that the Alliance would send troops to help. She stated that all of this was for the sake of saving Azeroth and praised the heroism of the King of Stormwind City.
"Red Dragon Queen, Life-Binder, a miracle that has survived for countless years, what a magnificent being you are."
Kites didn't have a clear understanding of the situation in Azeroth and still retained the Night Watch's worldview. The Red Dragon Queen's praise made him a little smug.
Since Duke Bolvar left Stormwind City, Kites, with the power of the Goldrinn within him, finally lived a life of freedom. With no one to restrain his power, he became increasingly unruly.
The terrifying power of the Goldrinn silenced all the opponents, leaving only praise before Kites, which made him even more smug and allowed him to do whatever he pleased.
"Gentlemen."
Kites looked at the generals and officials below the throne and said in a low voice:
"The Blue Dragonflight plots to destroy Azeroth, and the Red Dragon Queen has made a request. As the Justice Alliance, we must heed the Queen's call and send our valiant Alliance army."
A SI:7 officer stepped forward and said:
"King Majesty, according to intelligence from SI:7, the Blue Dragonflight has deployed the power of the Ley Line and the Focusing Iris. In the Dragonkin war, our human army can play a very limited role, and with Orcs watching us from the sidelines, Garrosh has already devoured fifteen Red Dragons."
Kites had a sudden thought, "This guy has a point." But he didn't like people contradicting his advice, so he immediately stood up from his throne, his face contorted in a grotesque grimace.
"You ignorant fool, what do you know?"
A terrifying surge of Goldrinn power erupted, and a phantom of the Goldrinn, baring its fangs and claws, flew toward the SI:7 officer, tearing him to shreds. A strong stench of blood filled the Throne Room.
Kites sat back on his throne, feeling even more frustrated, and roared angrily:
"Send troops! The Alliance must send troops! We must do whatever it takes to save Azeroth!"
The generals and officials below were all trembling with fear, not daring to breathe. An old general cautiously said:
"King Majesty, this war is of paramount importance to the Alliance. The Kingdom of Stormwind must demonstrate its power in this war and let the people of Azeroth realize the strength of the King."
Kites smiled and nodded in satisfaction; this was exactly what he wanted to hear. He then asked, "General, how many troops should I send?"
The old general stroked his beard and said slowly:
"Although the Blue Dragonflight is small in number and mostly consists of the old, weak, and disabled, it still possesses considerable fighting power. Only the valiant Stormwind City Guard can handle the task, so I recommend General Garrison as Marshal."
Kites immediately beamed and repeatedly praised it.
Marcus Jonathan, the commander of the Stormwind City Guard, was once a Steadfast supporter of King Varian, but he completely marginalized him after Kites ascended the throne.
Nowadays, Marcus has no power other than standing solemnly on horseback at the city gate every day. Kites has chosen a young officer named Garrison, who is nominally Marcus's deputy but actually controls all the power of the City Guard.
Garrison was originally an uneducated rogue, but because of his skill in flattery, he successfully deceived the inexperienced Kites. Since he seized power, a large number of thugs and ruffians have joined the City Guard, bullying the good and running rampant, making Stormwind City a chaotic place filled with complaints and lamentations.
Unfortunately, Kites was completely kept in the dark, believing that Garrison was a talented young man who was highly praised by the people, and he was overjoyed that he had chosen such a virtuous man.
The old general recommended his trusted and beloved general, which naturally pleased Kites. Then another general stepped forward and loudly suggested:
"Your King, the Blue Dragonflight has acted wickedly, plotting to destroy the Azeroth. Their crimes are unforgivable. Your Majesty has been blessed by the Goldrinn, making you Invincible. The mere Blue Dragonflight are nothing but a bunch of reptiles. Why not seize this opportunity to achieve great deeds and make your name known for eternity?"
"This?"
Although Kites was thrilled and eager to fly to the Nexus to Execute a few Blue Dragonflight, he was somewhat uneasy because it was his first time leading troops and he had no experience.
The officials quickly noticed the King's hesitation, and one of the generals added:
"King Majesty, General Garrison a seasoned and capable general, truly a future talent for Stormwind City. Coupled with King Majesty's strategic brilliance and Invincible courage, victory is assured."
This explanation successfully dispelled Kites' concerns, and he looked up at Garrison beside him.
Young Garrison smiled slightly, looking very confident.
"King Majesty, the mere Blue Dragonflight are no match for the brave City Guards. I will surely take Malygos's head. If I could have Your King's help, what difficulty would there be in annihilating the Scourge as well? After this battle, the people of Azeroth will surely forget Thrall; you are the true Savior."
Having lost the guidance of a wise man like Duke Bolvar, Kites grew increasingly blindly arrogant and conceited, causing his judgment to falter. He immediately stood up and said:
"Very good. General Garrison is such a hero; this battle will surely be a resounding victory. I, the King, will personally lead the expedition."
The generals present exchanged glances, their hearts filled with joy.