"I hate gatherings like this... I'd rather spend the time killing a few demons and stretching my legs."
Garrosh took a few pieces of dried fruit from the platter in his hand, tossed them into his mouth, and complained to Baine beside him as he chewed. "Those heroes are fighting up a storm on Argus, while we're stuck here dealing with these newcomers. What a downer."
The Warsong chieftain was talking about the second batch of Azeroth's commanders stationed on Draenor World. Compared with the generals and marshals in the first batch, who had come to study warfare in the star domain, there were far more accompanying commanders in the second batch. Seven hundred junior commanders from various races and factions were currently gathered at the training grounds in Netherstorm, where the officers would be responsible for training them.
The mid-ranking commanders had been sent to Shadowmoon Valley to receive personal instruction from General Turalyon. Supposedly, the mages there had used new knowledge imparted by the Ethereals to build a special "Hall of Learning," where the flow of time had been slowed to a ratio of 2:1. In other words, those who would serve as ground commanders in the war on Argus would have sixty days to study-a privilege these junior officers could not enjoy.
That was why Garrosh was complaining. Although combatants like them, who had gone on the expedition to Xakan, also had terrible experience with star domain warfare, someone had to pick the best of a bad bunch, and they had been picked. They were, at least, veterans of the Battle of Xakan who had flown among the stars and seen broader vistas. Fortunately, junior commanders would not need to know too much in the war on Argus.
In short, they only needed to tell the Iron