The King of Stormwind City personally led his army to conquer the "Evil" Blue Dragonflight, which immediately caused a sensation throughout the kingdom!
The writers took the opportunity to sing praises and compile ballads to extol the King's greatness and wisdom.
Merchants saw a business opportunity and began stockpiling goods, preparing to make a fortune.
Meanwhile, the City Guards of Stormwind City were in despair. The original City Guards were marginalized, with many being sent to the frontier or simply returning home to farm. The newly recruited City Guards were a bunch of thugs who were adept at oppressing the people, but when they fought the enemy, they would only kneel down and surrender.
Many City Guard tried to escape under various pretexts, but as soon as they showed any signs of desertion, they were all caught by SI:7. The ringleaders were hanged at the gates of Stormwind City, and no one dared to desert again.
Kites felt this was his first battle as King, so he specially converted a cargo ship into a luxurious floating palace, but unfortunately forgot to install cannons.
On a fine, sunny day, Stormwind City's army set sail from the port. In addition to the city's City Guard led by General Garrison, there were also a large number of Royal Guards and mercenary groups, totaling more than 20,000 people, heading towards Northrend in a grand procession.
Orgrimmar.
Thrall was taken aback upon receiving the information. He quickly put down the Tauren ribs he was holding and asked, "Jaina, is this information accurate?"
"Absolutely." Jaina smiled. "This is a golden opportunity. The Night Watch is far too young, having driven away the cunning Duke Bolvar and trusting a fool named Garrison. Thrall, with a full twenty thousand troops, is heading towards the Valiance Keep in Borean Tundra. Thrall, what did you see?"
Thrall's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he licked his lips, grinning cruelly:
"I saw a huge pile of military rations. This is just in time! Just yesterday, Vol'jin sent someone to urge the supply of rations, saying that the Tuskarr weren't having enough to eat. I was having a real headache about it."
Jaina nodded. "I heard that Garrosh and Dranosh's armies are also running low on supplies."
Upon hearing this, Thrall frowned and hurriedly gave the order:
"Order that Vol'jin and the Dragonblood Orcs Legions stationed in Dragonbone Plains Eitrigg advance towards Valiance Keep at top speed. Order that Keleina in Grizzly Hills lead the Orgrimmar front to provide support. If they encounter Garrosh or Dranosh's armies, they may attack at will. Supplies are limited; whoever seizes them first is the ultimate winner."
The order was quickly relayed. Thrall, gnawing on the Tauren's ribs, offered some to Jaina as well. Suddenly realizing something, he became restless and suspicious, saying:
"Jaina, why do I have this feeling of unease? Maybe I'm overlooking something. Damn it, something's definitely not right."
Are you worried about Garrosh?
Jaina, with her keen political acumen, quickly grasped the situation, put down the fragrant Tauren ribs in her hand, and carefully analyzed the situation:
"Garrosh controls Dalaran and has the help of the Red Dragonflight. They will definitely be able to reach Valiance Keep before us and seize this military ration for themselves. The Dragonblood Orcs are brave, but unfortunately, they are not as fast as the Dragonkin."
Thrall was deeply worried after hearing this, and even lost his appetite:
"Jaina, this concerns the Horde of Warchief. We must not let Garrosh gain the upper hand. If he seizes this military ration, it will make him the center of attention."
Jaina smiled slightly and said, "That's simple. Just inform the foolish Night Watch King that Garrosh wants to use his army as food, and he'll move closer to the Dragonblood Orcs Legion, willingly becoming our food supply. Even with the Dragonkin's help, Garrosh will be powerless to stop it."
Thrall was overjoyed upon hearing this and laughed loudly, "Haha, great idea! Jaina, we're all counting on you!"
Jaina's eyes darted around as she said, "I've had a falling out with the Night Watch, so he probably doesn't trust me. I need to borrow someone."
Who is it?
"Agna," Jaina said seriously.
Dalaran.
Before the storm army set out, a letter had already been delivered to the Red Dragon Queen.
Kites declared his willingness to lead an army to eradicate the Evil Blue Dragonflight and join forces with the Orcs and Red Dragonflight to save the Azeroth.
The Red Dragon Queen handed the letter to Garrosh, Garrosh read it and then cruelly laughed:
"The foolish human King has actually sent us a large amount of military rations. Order the entire army to march towards Valiance Keep in the Borean Tundra. I'm going to roast the Night Watch King."
Rhonin, standing to the side, couldn't help but sigh inwardly. The foolish Kites didn't understand his tragic Destiny. This was the price to pay, something every newly enthroned King had to go through.
The saying goes, "One general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand." In such chaotic times of war, the maturity of a King is probably not enough to save even 100,000 lives. The difference is that some Kings can learn from their mistakes and grow, while King remain incredibly foolish.
Garrosh stared wide-eyed at Rhonin: "Archmage, someone as intelligent as you should understand that this is all for the sake of saving Azeroth; the flesh and blood of humanity will not be wasted."
Rhonin dared not object and hurriedly nodded in agreement. Garrosh grinned. "I hope Dalaran will join us. The power of the Goldrinn is yours to deal with."
Howling Fjord.
Dranosh Saurfang gazed at the towering Utgarde Keep in the distance, a sense of powerlessness washing over him.
Dranosh's purpose in entering Utgarde Keep was to escape, but unfortunately he encountered the Vrykul had turned into Undead. Dranosh quickly withdrew and dared not approach the fortress again.
The appearance of the Undead Vrykul means that the Scourge is involved. The Horde's various Legions are all waiting for the Scourge to be destroyed on its own so that they can gain the glory of eliminating the Scourge. None of them will actually fight the Scourge, so it is not worth losing troops and weakening their own strength.
Dranosh had no choice but to wait, but the rations he had plundered from Dragonblight were quickly running out. If no more supplies arrived, he would have to retreat to Orgrimmar.
The news that the Kingdom of Stormwind had dispatched troops to attack the Blue Dragonflight gave Dranosh hope.
Dranosh wouldn't dare to entertain such a plan if the army were led by one of the most renowned generals of Kingdom of Stormwind.
But one was an inexperienced Night Watch King, and the other was an incompetent general who rose to power through flattery. The soldiers were of extremely low quality, which was tantamount to sending food supplies to the Orcs.
Dranosh immediately dispatched most of his main force, marching day and night, with their destination also being the Valiance Keep in Borean Tundra.
Having just set foot on the land of Northrend, feeling the biting cold wind, and thinking of the upcoming battle with the Blue Dragonflight, Kites was filled with heroic spirit and his blood was boiling. He felt an urge to compose a poem.
Kites dreamed of becoming famous for all time and achieving great deeds, was unaware that four Orcs were rushing to his Legion day and night, their goal to tear his army apart and devour it.
The Valiance Keep and decorated to welcome the King's arrival. Kites smiled, enjoying the honor, when suddenly, a feeling of unease washed over him. Kites groaned and knelt on the ground in pain.
Another portion of the Goldrinn's power left him; achieving great deeds comes at a price.
Fordragon Fortress.
After reviewing the intelligence, Duke Bolvar turned to Robbie beside him with a bitter expression and said:
"This is using someone else to do the dirty work!"