If the strategy is clear, the tactics are ever-changing.
The human and elven coalition breathed a sigh of relief after it was clear that their main task was to cover the retreat of all Quel'Thalas residents within a hundred miles.
The reason is simple. I'm not confident that I can beat you. I'm sure that you can't beat me.
Although the military morale was somewhat shaken, the soldiers' victor's mentality never changed.
I just don't want to fight, I want to kill you within minutes.
Carlos didn't care what Alleria did, but on the human side, the soldiers had heard the news. After this, everyone went home.
Oh, it’s finally coming to an end and I can go back to my hometown to get married. Come on, this is a photo of my daughter. Come and take a look, young man.
Because of the acquiescence of the superiors, the soldiers understood that this was the last battle, a not serious blocking and defensive battle.
At the tactical meeting, Carlos rejected everyone's defense proposals and formulated a defense plan that everyone thought was weird.
Carlos requested that in addition to organizing the necessary troops to evacuate civilians, all elf rangers were dispatched to start special operations from hundreds of miles away. They don't seek to kill the enemy, but seek to disrupt them. They have to fight for every minute or ten seconds to delay as much time as possible. It would be better if they could burn down the logistical supplies of Zujin's army.
One of Alleria's men retorted: "Yongsong Forest provides us elves with abundant supplies, and the same goes for the trolls. There is little point in burning the supplies."
"Alleria, please send this guy to evacuate the overseas Chinese. I don't want to see him." Carlos said arbitrarily.
"no problem."
"Master Marshal?"
"This coalition forces. His Majesty Carlos is the supreme marshal. Please keep quiet."
Alleria's men looked at his superior with disbelief, and finally took a breath. Apologizing to Carlos: "Your Majesty, please forgive my rudeness and please allow me to stay and fight."
"Shut up and listen, I'm giving orders, there's no room for you to talk nonsense!"
Carlos used the elf to operate, but all he looked at were his own men.
It was almost the first time for everyone to see such a domineering and arrogant King. Each one of them behaved like a baby waiting for milk.
Carlos continued to lay out his strategy.
The plan was thwarted by the Elf Ranger. At the lowest estimate, it can hold back two thousand troll troops for three days.
And using this period of time, humans will build the first defense fortification where they are currently stationed, and Carlos is even more frantic to ask Alleria to gather together all the few mages who volunteered to join the army.
"This fortification is a big trap. I ask you to personally command the mages under you and arrange the gunpowder I brought here securely. After we abandon the first fortification, the trolls will be afraid when they see our fortification. !”
After Carlos revealed that he still had nearly a thousand kilograms of black powder hidden, even Turalyon and his generals were stunned. His Majesty the King had hidden so deeply!
"With all due respect, Your Majesty, with so much gunpowder, we can launch a massive fire attack. Why are we still so defensive?" Aslan Qi'an asked in confusion.
"Go dig fortifications, immediately, immediately!" Carlos glared at his general.
"but……"
"Now. Get out."
Aslan Qian wanted to say something, but his Majesty silenced him and left the meeting place with a flick of his sleeves.
"I repeat for the last time, I don't need your opinion now, you just need to obey the order."
The king's arrogance shocked everyone, and his confidant Aslan Qian was mercilessly reprimanded by Carlos. Everyone straightened their posture and straightened their backs. Silently listening to Carlos' arrangements.
Now the coalition camp serves as the core of the first line of defense, and seven small outposts will be built crisscrossed around it to protect it. Carlos requires that the first line of defense must be maintained for at least three days. After three days, the defenders can withdraw unconditionally. .
For the second line of defense, Carlos asked the elves to provide guides, destroy all water sources between the camps and the Maple Creek Valley, and use the precious time now and the time the first line of defense held after the battle to lay a large number of traps on the main roads.
"But Carlos, the troll is also an excellent jungle hunter. This is of little use. Besides, after the war, these traps and destruction..."
"It's almost impossible to survive now. Are you still thinking about the future?"
Because it was Alleria who spoke, Carlos was patient and did not get angry.
"Sorry, keep going."
"Then, in Maple Creek Valley, Turalyon, please build a third line of defenses, and I will allocate you a thousand more people."
"Carlos, by dividing our forces like this, are we spreading our strength too thinly?"
Turalyon couldn't help but frown after hearing Carlos's strategy.
Even if the coalition forces fought hard for several times, there would still be more than 5,000 people, and even if Zujin recruited another army, it would not exceed 10,000.
The trolls have come from afar, and the coalition forces are backed by the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas. As long as the tactics are appropriate, it is not impossible for them to fight head-on.
On the other hand, Carlos's tactics completely gave up on head-on combat, even if they traded space for time, just so that Alleria could evacuate the scattered high elves.
Turalyon didn't think that Carlos would be timid before fighting, so there was a deep worry hidden in this. Turalyon couldn't guess what Carlos was worried about.
"Yes, the more dispersed the better, our goal is to smoothly help the residents of the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas scattered in the Eversong Forest retreat. With this goal as the starting point, are there any loopholes in my plan?"
Carlos looked seriously into Turalyon's eyes.
After thinking carefully, Turalyon shook his head.
"Except for my worry that the troll's attack will be too fierce, your plan is very good, and I can't find any loopholes in the layout. But in execution, it's hard to say."
"This is true for any plan. The more steps and the more precise it is, the more likely it is that problems will arise during execution. So I will give the defense forces a time limit. They will leave when the time is up. Is there no problem with that?"
In response to Turalyon's concerns, Carlos replied.
"no problem."
Turalyon thought about it. nodded.
"Thank you all. On behalf of the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas and all the Quel'dorei elves, I thank you for your selfless help."
Alleria stood up, took a few steps away and bowed to all the humans present.
The elves present saw that their leaders had made a gesture and bowed accordingly.
The human generals just stood up and accepted the thanks from the high elves calmly.
"So Carlos, what's the code name for this battle?"
Turalyon asked.
"Triple Rashomon."
Carlos looked up at the sky, wondering what he was thinking.
Wait until after the meeting is over. Alleria found Carlos and discovered that Turalyon was also there.
"Carlos. What are you thinking? Being so arbitrary is not your style."
Alleria's voice was still charming even if it was a little hoarse.
"Then what style should I have?"
Carlos asked rhetorically.
"Forget it. Don't argue about it. There is no big problem with your plan. You are a powerful commander and you have formulated a relatively complete plan by yourself."
Alleria didn't come to Carlos to argue, so she used compliments to ease the atmosphere.
"Come on, Carlos, it's just the three of us, let's talk about it, what are you worried about?"
Turalyon was playing with a long fruit. He asked seemingly absentmindedly.
"I'm worried about Silvermoon City's attitude, I'm worried about Zujin's reaction, I'm worried about the tribe's foreshadowing. I'm worried about the status of the soldiers, I'm worried about everything that I should be worried about, and it's not my turn to worry about it yet. "
Carlos showed a hint of exhaustion between the real and the fake.
"Do you need Alleria to find an elf girl for you to relax?"
Turalyon peeled the fruit and handed it to Carlos. Carlos shook his head. Then he started eating by himself.
"I think I should help you find some elven men from our Quel'dorei."
Alleria rolled her eyes at Turalyon.
"I don't like this."
Turalyon shrugged nonchalantly.
"They like it."
Alleria walked over and nodded Turalyon with her finger.
"Okay, don't worry. I'm fine. I want to be alone."
Carlos pushed his palm, signaling Alleria and Turalyon to leave.
Turalyon and Alleria looked at each other, silently leaving the space to Carlos alone.
His own appearance has changed history beyond recognition, and the advantage of foresight has begun to gradually fade away.
Although Carlos used memories that should not exist far away to seek huge benefits for mankind, the Alliance, the Barov family, and himself, in this real world, Carlos realized that it is difficult to be a human being, and it is difficult to be a human being. It is difficult to do things, and the pain of doing things is difficult.
There should be no flaw. It is impossible for the orcs' red dragons to mobilize to Quel'Thalas on a large scale despite the tight war situation in Hillbrad. The historical plan to burn Quel'Thalas cannot succeed. The red dragons are nothing more than large lizard reptiles in front of the high-ranking paladins. Isn't the National Knights of the Royal Religion that I formed just to deal with these things that are called monsters to ordinary people?
It should be a perfect plan, but why am I so uneasy and inexplicably restless inside?
It's obvious that all layers of defenses have been deployed, so what are you afraid of?
Even if the red dragon enslaved by the orcs comes, it will not be able to destroy the entire army, so what are you afraid of?
Carlos swayed the holy light to soothe his soul, knelt on his knees and began to meditate, trying to calm his inner uneasiness.
Carlos in his previous life was a veteran World of Warcraft player, but he was not a true prophet or prophet after all. Although as his power gradually grew stronger, an intuition similar to the sixth sense gave a warning, but far away How could a threat thousands of miles away be noticed by Carlos, who was still a mortal.
In the original history, the Alliance hastily responded to the challenge. Finally, the Horde's black ship finally appeared from the edge of the coastline south of the Hillsbrad Hills. After the Horde orc troops landed, they faced off with the Alliance troops, and the war was imminent. The knights headed by Sir Lothar took the lead in rushing into the enemy camp. Lothar's strength itself should not be underestimated, but Uther showed even more powerful power of the Holy Light. Turalyon also performed well in the face of the first assault. The three led the knights to tear through the orc defense lines one after another, and finally escaped safely from the orcs' siege. in this battle. Turalyon showed good judgment and admirable courage, not only disrupting the raid launched by the Horde's ogres, but also successfully defeating the Horde's warlock troops. Due to the heroic fighting of the Alliance, the direction of the landing orc army was forced to change, and a large group of troops changed their direction to the Hinterlands.
When the orc troops entered the Hinterlands, the first to bear the brunt were the Wildhammer dwarves on the Eagle's Nest Mountain. Fortunately, Lothar and Turalyon's troops immediately reinforced them. Coupled with the forest terrain, the orc army had to march in small groups. This also allowed the Alliance forces to successfully repel the Horde.
After the intelligence exchange between the two sides, Lothar realized that this was a plan by the tribe to seize the opportunity to invade the east. It turned out that Orgrim Doomhammer used this orc force to divert the main force of the alliance, and he planned to lead the main force across the mountains to Quel'Thalas. . Fulfill the covenant with the troll leader Zul'jin, and plan to go directly west to attack the Kingdom of Lordaeron after taking Quel'Thalas. After learning that her homeland was about to be targeted, Alleria anxiously hoped to return to Silvermoon City to inform her compatriots. In addition, Kurdran agreed to join the war, and Lothar also allocated half of his troops, assigning Khadgar and Turalyon to go to Quel'Thalas to assist in the defense, while he stayed in the Hinterlands to eliminate the possible orc threat in front of him. .
In this life, it was because of the Hinterlands Revenge launched by the Kingdom of Alterac. The relationship between humans and the Wildhammer dwarves is far better than at the same time, and the Wildhammer dwarves entered the war much earlier than in the original history. And because of the war, the series of fortress posts left by the Alterac army in the Hinterlands became the watch towers of the Wildhammer dwarves.
and. The early response of the alliance in this world was better than that of the original alliance in history, so that the main force of the tribe has been trapped in the middle of Hillbrad, unable to advance or retreat.
And Carlos successfully resolved the crisis in Alterac. The tribe did not have a way to go north, and had no choice but to engage in a meat grinder-like bloody battle with the Alliance in Hillbrad.
It stands to reason that it should be impeccable.
But Carlos forgot one thing.
Where there is oppression, there is resistance.
Besides, the Troll Evil Branch Clan is a clan that holds grudges.
When the orcs of the wetlands, led by the guides of the Evilbranch clan, landed on the beach in the eastern Hinterlands. The orc warlord asked dissatisfied: "Can't we go directly to Quel'Thalas? Why do we have to climb the mountain? The orc warriors are never afraid of any difficulties, but Coramar hates climbing mountains."
"Because your fleet is no match for the elves. If you log in to Quel'Thalas directly, you will all be sent to feed the fish by the elves at sea." the troll guide replied.
"Okay, how long does it take for us to get there?" Kolamal accepted the reality rationally.
"Fifteen to twenty days, let your men rest for a while. The Maltooth Clan will provide you with food, and then we need to destroy the nearby dwarf observation posts." The Troll Guide replied.
"Work first, eat later!" Coramal shouted.
"No need, our Maltooth clan can't even deal with a few dwarves." After confirming that he was an orc from the tribe, the Broken Tooth leader of the Maltooth clan walked out of the bushes behind the beach.
"How many orcs are here?" Chief Broken Tooth asked the trolls of the Evil Branch clan in troll language.
"Four or five thousand, their ships are limited, but on the other side of the sea, I saw at least tens of thousands of orcs. It seems that the tribe is a trustworthy force."
The two trolls were talking.
"What are you talking about?" Kolamal shouted dissatisfied.
"The allies of the Maltooth clan say they have taken care of the dwarf observation posts, and now you and your army just need to eat." The guide replied.
"This is good, the chief is waiting for our good news, eating, attacking! Zogsh, where are you?"
"I'm working on our trebuchet, Lord Warlord."
"Hell, do you want to carry that thing over the mountains? Throw it on the boat. Now let's go to dinner and help me find a pair of looser boots. This is a damn mountain road."
"Yes, sir."
Orc Warlord Coramar and his deputy Zogsh held a conversation.
Far away in Hillblade, Orgrim counted the time and signaled his men to take action. An attack on Durnholde Castle was about to begin. Can the Alliance guys catch the triple offensive?
The chief of the tribe thought proudly. (To be continued)
