Within the Horde, both sides had completely torn off the mask. This full-scale civil war could no longer be stopped.
Garrosh's enemies were simply too powerful—powerful enough to suffocate any opponent. It was practically an all-star lineup.
Thrall, King Saurfang, Durotan, Orgrim, Grom Hellscream—these pillar figures from every era of the orcish world were more than enough to control and reshape the future of the orcs, even the future of the entire Horde. Not to mention that they had also received the full support of the Tauren and trolls.
By comparison, Garrosh was the very model of being outnumbered and isolated. Aside from the Kor'kron elite forces, only the radical orc factions supported him.
As for the Bilgewater Cartel and the ethereal consortium, to put it bluntly, how stupid would someone have to be to believe that Goblins and ethereals would live and die alongside them? They merely respected him as Warchief and needed his authority to bring them profit. Did he really think they would shed blood for a Horde ruled by Garrosh?
And the ogres... heh. To put it even more bluntly, anyone with half a brain knew what the ogres of the World of Azeroth were like. They were the orcs' lackeys, mindless vassals. If an orc warlord told them to eat shit, they would never dare drink piss instead.
So now that the big shots among the orcs were fighting a civil war, the ogres were already trembling in fear. In battle, they only went through the motions, waiting for a chance to surrender outright or desert, then go back to mooching off their orc big brothers once the civil war was over.
The ogres of Outland were somewhat better. Rexxar was a fine leader, but unfortunately, he was on the Rebel Army's side. There was