"Are you certain you mean Zul'Drak, Lord Cabrolon?" Tirion still could not quite believe his ears. Given the temperament of the high elves, going somewhere like Zul'Drak to fight a battle with heavy casualties was simply inconceivable.
"That's right," Patrick confirmed. "I have some matters to attend to in Zul'Drak, so I might as well clear out the Scourge there while I'm at it."
Patrick remained very courteous toward Tirion Fordring. The character of men like Tirion Fordring, Rotande Gili, and Alonsus Faol was beyond reproach, and they had never done anything to harm Quel'Thalas, either. Patrick could trust them.
"Leave the Scourge remnants in Dragonblight to us." Darion laid his dark green Runeblade on the table, giving the others no chance to speak. "That damned Antiwok won't escape this time, even if he sprouts wings."
"The Forsaken will give you our full support." Rotande Gili agreed with Darion's proposal. The two peoples had just fought a great battle. Both were undead, and both were forces that had broken free of the Lich King's control. The Forsaken and the Knights of the Ebon Blade felt a sense of shared suffering and mutual respect.
"Leave the Scourge in the Borean Tundra to us. The Horde cannot shirk this duty," King Agmar pledged solemnly. The Kor'kron Northern Expeditionary Force led by Garrosh would soon reach Garrosh Hold, where the entire Horde army would need to assemble. The Borean Tundra lay in the rear of the Horde's encampment, and the Scourge absolutely could not be allowed to threaten Garrosh Hold from there.
"That works out nicely. We'll handle the Howling Fjord." Bolvar looked at the enthusiastic gathering before him and said what everyone had expected. "However, I would like to ask the Horde to withdraw the Forsaken forces from the Howling Fjord."
Bolvar's