Green Skins passed Wetlands quickly.
Their speed was so fast that His Majesty Magni Bronzebeard who was stationed at Menethil Harbor had just received the report. Orcs had already passed through the swamp in the middle of Wetlands. Their vanguard was approaching Dun Algaz Pass so fast that Wetlands's mountain rangers had no time to stop them.
"The most important thing is that Yamaguchi kept one of their Wolf Rider!"
The high-ranking dwarf mountain ranger captain Gerefu, who came to report the news, swore to report to his majesty:
"I took Gryphon for special reconnaissance. According to the information given to us by the human allies, the Wolf Rider should belong to the Warsong Clan. They slyly hid in the mountains bordering Wetlands and Kazz Modan. When the Green Skins large force appeared, they immediately took over the tunnel leading to Thelsamar.
So cunning!
This must have been planned in advance!"
"Didn't they just come from Thelsamar? But why didn't my daughter report this to me?"
In Menethil Harbor's castle, Magni Bronzebeard, who was wearing Mountain King armor, looked suspicious. He stroked his luxurious and noble beard and said:
"With Moira's intelligence, it's impossible that she wouldn't have noticed that so many Green Skinss were passing through our territory, and it's not just her. The mayor of Thelsamar also wrote in a letter a few days ago that it was peaceful there, and that the exiles from Arathi had already set up camp near Loch Modan. So what's going on?"
The dwarf king is by no means an inexperienced drunkard. As the king who led Bronzebeard Clan to defeat War of the Three Hammers, Magni never lacks wisdom.
He narrowed his eyes, and after a moment, he patted the table and said:
"Someone must be hiding something. There may be a traitor in our country. Those bitches have joined forces with Green Skins! At least they have reached some kind of tacit agreement.
Ah!
Damn it!
The alliance that Stormwind Kingdom and I have formed is to use Green Skins as our enemy. If these small actions are discovered by humans, the credibility of the dwarf kingdom will collapse in an instant.
We must send someone to Thelsamar to see what my bold daughter is doing there!"
"Your Majesty, please lower your voice."
Gerefu was startled. The commander of the mountain ranger stepped forward and said loudly:
"There are still humans in this castle. They can't hear it. And you have to send people over quickly. With the speed at which the Green Skinss are riding Dire Wolf, they can pass through Dun Algaz Pass and enter Thelsamar in at most one day."
"Well, it's a pity that my brother is far away at the Stormwind Kingdom."
Magni lowered his voice.
But the dwarf's natural loud voice still made his whispers echo in the command room. He thought for a moment and said:
"Gerefu, go and call General Fandral. Only a general with outstanding merits like him can gain control of Thelsamar from my daughter in a short time."
"Ouch."
Gerefu turned and left, but after taking a few steps, he turned back and said to the king:
"Your Majesty, I also discovered something strange during my previous investigation. When those Green Skins were advancing, Gnoll in Wetlands was escorting them with food and grass."
"Huh?"
Magni's eyes widened and he exclaimed:
"The Mossflayer Gnolls in Wetlands has never had contact with Green Skins. How could their group of beasts help Green Skins transport food and grass? And haven't we been executing the plan to assassinate Gnoll Chieftain and lead them to fight among themselves?
Several Gnoll tribes here have been fighting each other and have become mortal enemies. How can they suddenly unite?"
"I don't know either."
The dwarf hunter scratched his head and said:
"But I heard from the local mountain patrol that a Goblin merchant ship ran aground and sank on the Swamp of Sorrows side not long ago. We sent people to help, but there were not many Goblins on the ship. On the contrary, there were Gnoll bodies in the sunken ship.
It is said that Gnoll came from the Stormwind Kingdom. I heard that these barbaric guys will also obey Orcs as their servant army there.
This might also be Green Skins's conspiracy.
Damn it!
They all sent their Gnoll servants to cause chaos under our noses. Your Majesty, maybe Green Skins's next target is us dwarves."
"It makes sense, but Thelsamar is the top priority now. Hurry up and find General Fandral and ask him to lead my guards there as quickly as possible. Khaz'goroth is on top. Please don't let such a horrible thing like Thelsamar be occupied by Green Skins happen again in this troubled year."
"Your name is Hogger Wolfbrother?"
The tired Orgrim looked suspiciously at the local Gnoll Chieftain who took the initiative to "take refuge" in front of him. He blinked and said:
"You Gnoll, why do you dare to use the Chieftain surname of the Thunderlord Clan? Fenris will definitely hack you to death if he hears about this!"
"I am Chieftain Fenris's war apprentice! I am also Gnoll God Chosen designated by Black Wolf God."
Hogger, wearing a stolen dwarf armor, snorted in displeasure and said loudly:
"If it weren't for Black Wolf God's will, I wouldn't have brought the clan I just conquered to come here to help you. Hey, we snatched these grains and grass from the dwarves along the way. After you take them, hurry up and get out!"
Hogger pointed to the position of Dun Algaz Pass very rudely and said:
"Your messing around here has attracted the attention of the dwarves. Those guys have very powerful muskets. I don't dare to be targeted by them. At least until I unify Wetlands Gnoll, I don't want the dwarves to regard me as a serious problem.
But the good news is that the local Gnoll is weak as hell, and is even seduced by dwarves into fighting each other.
The one who beats the horse!
They are all so weak and still not united. Aren't they just waiting for me, the king, to conquer them and build a big Gnoll Kingdom in Wetlands?
Oh, I've even chosen the capital. I want to build my kingdom in Grim Batol, which was abandoned by the dwarves!
Black Wolf God is very satisfied with my plan, and I will become its bravest God Chosen."
"Hey, you Gnoll are quite like a king."
Orgrim was amused by Hogger's "Grand Plan".
He stopped the Kor'kron guards around him from trying to kill the bold Gnoll, and ordered others to accept the grain and some herbs brought by Hogger.
Great Chieftain stared at Hogger with a "strange item to live in" look. After a moment, he said to Hogger:
"Wetlands is the territory of Bronzebeard Dwarves. Although I have never been to Grim Batol, I know that it is the old city of Wildhammer Dwarves, which is of great significance to them.
If you establish rule in that city, expect to be beaten up by two dwarf clans joining forces.
Listen to me, Hogger Wolfbrother, you have great ambitions, but your plan is still insufficient. Wetlands's Gnoll can be used by you, but you cannot stay here for a long time. Humanity will soon start the Northern Expedition.
Did you know?
The demons have occupied their kingdom in the north, and Wetlands is the One road to Northern Borderlands. You stay here and wait to be cleared by the Lothar army.
But I know a place that is perfect for you to build a kingdom there.
Black Morass!"
Orgrim said to Hogger:
"Do you know how we Orcs came to Azeroth?"
"Uh."
Hogger rolled its eyes, nodded, and said:
"I have chatted with some of your people, and I know that you are sitting in a city and smashing it down from the sky, but I think you are bragging! How can the city fly? If your city can fly, how can it be reduced to being chased and beaten by humans?
Fenris Wolfbrother and Zuluhed are both dead. Your attack on Elwynn Forest failed, and you even hurt me!"
"Yes, our city is hidden in the deepest valley of Black Morass. It is a powerful city filled with supplies that I have prepared for the war."
Orgrim took out the animal skin map, pointed to the location of their fortress and said to Hogger:
"I originally planned to take all those supplies to Kalimdor, but if you are willing to take over that city, I can leave the city and the supplies to you.
The most important thing is that not all Green Skins will leave this world with us. There are always some warlike lunatics who will choose to stay for various reasons, but sooner or later they will be killed by all humans if they fight alone. As Great Chieftain, I have to find a home for my stupid tribesmen.
So, Hogger, as long as you have the ability, you can recruit those aggressive Green Skins at will."
"Ouch?"
Hogger is excited.
It has never been to Black Morass, but it knows that it is the largest swamp in the Eastern Continent, several times larger than Wetlands, and the humans of the Stormwind Kingdom have never occupied Black Morass even when they were the most powerful.
If Orcs really has a city there, then it is indeed very suitable for Gnoll to found a country.
The most important thing is that Great Chieftain just said that humans are about to start the Northern Expedition, which means that the attention of the powerful Anduin Lothar will be in the north. The devil is not so easy to be driven out. It will take them many years to capture Northern Borderlands, which means that Hogger and its Gnoll Kingdom will have precious development time.
But Hogger was actually God Chosen whose mind was opened by Black Wolf God. It squinted at Orgrim and said:
"So, what's the cost?"
"Take your people here and follow us to Kalimdor!"
Great Chieftain said:
"You are also God Chosen, Hogger of Black Wolf God. You know the hunting group war between Black Wolf God and White Wolf God, You and your clansmen are obliged to participate in this. We are going to Badlands's Flamestar Post to take a boat to another continent. You and your Warriors can come with us.
Kalimdor also has the powerful Gnoll clan. You can conquer them there, and then take a ship directly back to Black Morass to build your kingdom after the war.
We are about to leave this world, Hogger Chieftain, but our contract with the Goblins of Venture Company still has several years to go. I can transfer it to you, and then you will have the Goblins to provide you with various resources.
What a beautiful thing this is."
Hogger stopped talking.
No matter how smart it is, it is just Gnoll. Orgrim gave too much information. It needed to think about it, so it took out its "handkerchief" and prepared to dip some water in it and wipe its head to calm down.
But as soon as the handkerchief was taken out, Orgrim grabbed his wrist.
During Hogger's counterattack, Great Chieftain snatched the fur from its hand. He unfolded the thing and looked at it. Although it was very dirty by Hogger, he could still see half of the Frostwolf Clan's emblem in it.
"Where did you get this hide?"
Orgrim scolded sharply:
"This is a swaddling cloth used to wrap a child, you damn Gnoll, you hurt Durotan's child? You deserve death!"
Seeing Great Chieftain furious, the loyal Kor'kron immediately stepped forward and easily handed over Gnoll's weapon. As Hogger said, the local Gnoll is really good. Facing the powerful Green Skins, it is difficult for these guys to fight back.
However, Hogger realized that Orgrim had misunderstood, and quickly told Orgrim about getting the animal skin.
Great Chieftain looked at the "sincere" Hogger with suspicion. After realizing that this guy might not be lying, he sighed, washed the miserable animal skin in the water next to it, and put it in his arms.
He said:
"So, my nephew Go'el is back in his father's arms?"
"I don't know, but I did give it away."
Hogger shook his tail and said uneasily:
"Maybe he went back, but that little kid is a bit magical. I saw that the river was "protecting" him all the way, and he was drifting on the river at an unusually fast speed."
"Hmph, that child was born Sons of Draenor. Isn't it normal to be protected by the elements?"
Orgrim's mood improved. He looked Hogger up and down, shook his head and said:
"Okay, for the sake of this matter, I won't cheat you. Forget what you said just now. I originally planned to let you and your Gnoll be cannon fodder for us. Now you can go find your own way.
But I didn't lie either.
You can't stay in Wetlands, that's asking for death."
"No, I'll go with you Kalimdor."
Hogger howled a few times and said:
"Although you are a liar, your plan is very good. I also think Black Morass is more suitable for the development of my Gnoll Kingdom. Black Wolf God gave me a terrible order."
It sighed with a sad face and said:
"Black Wolf God wants me to go to a place called "Dragon Isles" to capture a Gnoll country that has existed for thousands of years. I can't do it on my own. I need a powerful force.
I can take Gnoll from Wetlands to Kalimdor and use it as cannon fodder for you, but I have a request!"
Gnoll Chieftain stared at Orgrim and said:
"I want you to teach me how to truly lead my hunting group. The knowledge I learned from Fenris and Zuluhed is no longer enough to get me far, but you seem to be a powerful guy.
I want to study with you for a while!
I also need support from Goblins. At least I need a fleet that can launch an expedition across the sea."
"Okay, then you go and gather people now. I'll give you one day. How many Gnoll you can recruit depends on your ability."
Orgrim waved his hand, and Kor'kron let go of Hogger's follower, then watched this strange Gnoll turn around and disappear into the mud on a ferocious swamp tiger.
"Great Chieftain, is this Gnoll worth your time?"
Nazgrel whispered weakly:
"Didn't you say that we have to go to Flamestar Post quickly?"
"We need an army of servants, and Gnoll from Wetlands is the most suitable cannon fodder. This Hogger Wolfbrother is also a very powerful Chieftain."
Great Hammer Orgrim waved his hand and said:
"Black Wolf God allows it to appear here to represent its needs. Before leaving Azeroth, we have an obligation to leave a strong hunting group for Black Wolf God in this world.
It has helped us a lot and we want to repay it.
In addition, Warriors also need a day to rest. As for the change of situation on Thelsamar's side, it is not a problem.
All the dwarf soldiers in that place were transferred to Wetlands, and Warrior from the Badlands fortress was also taken by Princess Moira Bronzebeard to assassinate Emperor Sorissan. What would happen even if the dwarf king reacted?
No matter how good a general is, he can't do anything without soldiers.
Every step of my plan has a purpose, and so far, everything is going according to plan. You go and rest, we will set off in one day."
Great Chieftain stood up and walked along the mud of the swamp to the temporary camp next to it.
He saw Grom Hellscream sitting alone by the rocks in the swamp, watching the water flow, and did not bother him. Maybe Grom also needed some time to calm down. After all, he had just met his child.
"But why do you want to come with us?"
Orgrim looked back at the swamp shrubs behind him. Black Pawn was sitting in it, drinking heavily. Next to him was his terrifying Oak Axe. Varok Saurfang was lying next to him, already falling asleep due to weakness.
"You are the executioner chosen by Draenor, Brox, you should follow Vigilant."
Great Chieftain said:
"Don't you need to go back to Draenor?"
"It is precisely because I am the executioner, Orgrim, that why I have to follow you Kalimdor."
Brox said hoarsely:
"I am the eyes and minions of Draenor. The death of Destroyer Mannoroth makes its hatred slightly lessened, but only the death of Polluter can satisfy Heart of Hatred.
And you!
You Draenor's "traitors" are about to embark on an exile in the sea of stars. I have to come to "send" you off on behalf of World Mother. Don't worry, I've made an agreement with Diakum in advance. My private actions have been approved by him.
However, Orgrim, you did not drink the demon blood, you are not Green Skins!
So you have to take some time to think about it, after the other Green Skins find their way to exile, where will your fate be?"
This question made Orgrim clench his fists, but then he grinned, shrugged without answering, and turned around to leave with Doomhammer on his back.
He didn't want to think about this complicated issue right now.
But there are always people who have to endure the torture of wisdom, such as General Fandral Stormpike who arrived at Thelsamar as quickly as possible. This sturdy dwarf general had already finished listening to the mayor's description, and his whole body was numb.
"You said Princess Emera Bronzebeard took the elite of Badlands fortress to assassinate Dark Iron King? Damn it! How can this girl be so reckless? Does she think she is Highmountain King?"
General Fandral's eyesight went dark, he jumped on his feet and cursed:
"How dare she cooperate with Green Skins! This is simply putting King Magni and the entire Ironforge on the fire, damn it! If this matter is discovered by humans, the entire Bronzebeard Dwarves family will be ruined!"
"But you have to admit that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, General."
Aeron Bluntnose The mayor was a little embarrassed and timid as he handed a bottle of wine to the fierce general in front of him. He whispered:
"How old is the hatred between humans and Green Skins? The hatred between us and the black iron brat has been hundreds of years old. If Her Royal Highness the Princess can really kill or capture that bastard Thorisson, it will be much easier for us to recover Searing Gorge and Blackrock Mountain.
The most important thing is that the princess analyzed it for me.
You see, Human Empire is about to be rebuilt, but our dwarves' Khaz Modan is embarrassingly stuck in the territory of the Human Empire. Perhaps Marshal Lothar's promise is worthy of belief, but will the human emperor after him really allow such a complicated situation?
We must take the opportunity to complete the unification of the dwarf kingdom! Only in this way can we prepare for "unforeseen needs"."
"Humph."
In this regard, General Fandral Stormpike was too lazy to answer.
But his lack of rebuttal made Mayor Blunt-nosed realize that the general had no choice but to approve this risky operation under the current circumstances. More importantly, the heads of the black metal piled on King's Valley made the outstanding general Fandral very satisfied.
Several of his relatives died in War of the Three Hammers, all killed by Dark Iron Dwarves.
"The truth of this matter must not be revealed!"
Fandral Stormpike took a sip of wine and said in a deep voice:
"Even if the Green Skinss are allowed to evacuate from our territory, we can't do it so blatantly! Gather the mountain rangers and drive the Steam Tanks. When they come, fire a few shots into the sky, and then fight with them to show off. We must never let humans get the handle.
Alas, this Moira is so bold!
The relationship between her and the king is already conflicted, and such a quarrel will really cause trouble."
"General Dan"
Mayor Blunt-nosed looked around and whispered:
"If Her Majesty the Princess can really accomplish such heroic feats, even if His Majesty the King is reluctant, the Princess will get the right to inherit. By then, she will be your and my monarch."