Some people may wonder why all generals like as many soldiers as possible?
Of course because it looks really cool!
Joke.
Of course it's because the side with more people has an advantage in fighting.
A soldier, no matter how elite he is, has limited physical strength. Especially after a fierce battle, body soreness is a serious problem.
You can't require all soldiers to be masters of martial arts, to be able to reasonably allocate every bit of their physical strength, and to fight as accurately and fatally as combat machines.
In the age of cold weapons, those who could continue to fight were knight-level professional thugs. Ordinary soldiers needed time to rest after a war, whether humans or elves were no exception.
In the recent battle against the trolls, humans used superior forces and reasonable tactics to completely annihilate a troll. However, the casualties among the soldiers were not small. The surviving soldiers were also very tired and needed rest and recuperation.
So the troops were gathered together, and the humans followed the high elf allies and retreated to a forest clearing in the middle of Yongsong Forest to set up camp. Alleria temporarily left the coalition forces to collect supplies and replenish the troops and arrange for the evacuation of personnel.
This battle was won beautifully and brilliantly, whether by calculation or not, but one thing that cannot be denied is that Zujin's strength is still strong, but the coalition forces are very tired at the moment.
Alleria was preparing to send another urgent battle report to Anastarian, preparing to seek support from Silvermoon City.
You see, we have already won a battle. Three thousand trolls were wiped out in the hands of the coalition forces. Humanity has paid such a huge price. Shouldn't you do something?
Alleria directly wrote this sentence in secret language at the end of the battle report.
After eating the specialties of Yonge Forest, the soldiers rested for two days and their energy began to recover.
But the recovery of physical strength is far less than the relief of spirit.
A battle narrowed the gap between elves and humans. More and more high elf soldiers were willing to talk and exchange small gadgets with humans.
But for fools showing love, elves mostly respond with slaps and pranks. The human soldiers didn't care either, covering their red faces and continuing to look for the next target.
The camp was peaceful at the moment, except for the remains of the fallen and the heads of the trolls lying in shrouds. It's as if this war never happened.
On this day, Carlos' request as king was rejected by the high elves.
The reason is that he wanted to taste a chocobo.
"Would you humans eat a war horse that is like your brother?"
"Won't."
"Neither do we Quel'dorei elves."
"..."
Looking at the curious expression on the face of Alleria's quartermaster, Carlos accidentally slipped into the verbal trap set by the opposite party, and was pushed hard or softly.
"Carlos. That's enough for you. If you really want to eat it, we can just catch one. Why do you have to ask others for it? It's not good."
Turalyon's seemingly persuasive words made the Elf quartermaster's eyes widen.
"You, you, you, and you, go and count our chocobos right now. Now. Now!"
"..."
"..."
"Being considered a bad guy."
Turalyon sighed.
"Being considered a bad guy."
Carlos glared at Turalyon in annoyance.
Unable to get what he wanted from the elf quartermaster who was on tight guard, Carlos didn't want to embarrass the young girl who looked very tall, so he and Turalyon left arm in arm.
"How are the soldiers doing?"
Carlos was naturally not asking about his Alterac soldiers, but Turalyon's Lordaeron soldiers.
"It's okay. We just had a fight and you gave us preferential treatment. You are in good spirits and have good physical reserves. But are your boys exhausted?"
"A scam is a scam. If you want to deceive the enemy, you have to deceive your own people. Can you not be tired after mobilizing and marching for several days in a row? I am really worried."
"worry about what?"
"In the territory of the elves, we are guest troops after all. It is very difficult to supply and rest. This battle has destroyed more than half of our material reserves. Unless we retreat two hundred miles south, it will be difficult to escape from Stan The Somme area has received supplies. And now it seems that the elves are a bit unreliable. Even if three thousand are killed, there will still be at least seven thousand trolls. This battle is difficult to fight. I even want to withdraw."
Carlos said in a voice that only he and Turalyon could hear.
"If you withdraw, what will Alleria say? Don't you still want Raquel Salas to join the alliance?"
Turalyon asked, frowning.
"This is the paradox. Just like a gambler or a businessman, the capital has been invested, but there is no return. I can only keep investing and investing again. It's so difficult."
"Why so pessimistic, my brother, we are the victors."
Turalyon tried to cheer Carlos up.
"More than five thousand people went on an expedition to help the elves fight. After a battle, the results were brilliant. His Majesty the Sun King of Quel'Thalas didn't even react at all. Even if I came to your house to help you fight off a thief, you You always want to treat me to a meal, right? That’s why.”
Carlos expressed his concerns.
"did you mean?"
"I'm afraid Alleria deceived or concealed something from us. The most important thing is that I don't know what she deceived and concealed from me. This feeling is terrible."
While Carlos and Turalyon were chatting, in the Sunstrider Court, Sun King Anastarian was discussing Eternal Life with his magical advisor, Master Rommath, and the High Mage Hospital of Silvermoon City Council. Everything that happens in the Song Forest.
"Rommath, has the reason for the missing magic network been found out?"
Anastarian Sunstrider asked.
"Yes, Your Majesty, judging from the magic echo, the troll destroyed our rune stone."
Master Rothman bowed and replied in a steady voice, giving people a sense of authority.
"Is the troll capable of destroying our rune stones on such a large scale?"
Some people raised objections.
"The fact is that our magic network and great barrier have indeed been destroyed, which may directly threaten the Sunwell."
Opponents immediately objected.
"Marshal Alleria is fighting the trolls, we just wait for news."
Those who agree immediately agree.
"But humans cannot be trusted. Your Majesty, Marshal Alleria is not strong enough. We should support the Marshal."
"But the safety of the Sunwell is far more important than that of the Yonge Forest. As long as the Sunwell is intact, no matter how much damage the Yonge Forest suffers, we can quickly repair it. Once something unexpected happens to the Sunwell, how will you respond? ?”
"But there are still a large number of civilians in the forest. Should we just leave them alone?"
"Marshal Alleria is handling everything."
"Ha, now everyone talks about Marshal Alleria and shuts up about Marshal Alleria. Have they forgotten how dark Alleria's face was when she left Silvermoon City?"
"However, the news I received is that Marshal Alleria just won a battle in the central and southern part of Yongsong Forest, with brilliant results."
"What's the use of killing more trolls? Those green monsters are like weeds in the farmland. You can't kill them all. Only the Sunwell can make us Quel'dorei invincible!"
Every meeting always turned into a quarrel, which made Anastarian a little tired.
But as a king, you always have to give something while getting something.
After patiently listening to the speeches of the congressmen, and letting Rommath summarize it, Anastarian asked: "We should give our hero Alleria Windrunner some support. This is for sure, and it is also It is necessary. At the same time, it is also necessary to thoroughly investigate the troll’s actions. There is no doubt. So, how many reinforcements should be sent and who should lead them?”
There was another quarrel, and in the end, no general was chosen to lead the army.
"The war is going on, but you still have time to fight for these things. Delivering the soldiers to Marshal Alleria is the only serious thing!"
Finally, a mage councilor named Darkan couldn't help shouting.
"Then it's up to you. I will draw two thousand people from the Farstriders, Blood Knights, Magister Legion, and Silvermoon City defenders. You are responsible for sending this army to Alleria. ."
Anastarian also felt that if he was just a transport captain, it didn't matter who he sent. Instead of letting the military factions fight to the death, it would be better to send a mage, which would at least allow the army to reach the battlefield faster.
Alleria grew up watching Anastarian.
Watching the little girl grow into a hero of the kingdom step by step, Anastarian liked Alleria very much, but Alleria's words and letters deeply hurt the Sun King Anastari install.
"The king does not have his own way, my little girl."
Anastarian thought silently in his heart, and said indeed: "Then this meeting will end here for the time being." (To be continued.)
