Dalaran was destroyed by the orcs!
Dalaran was destroyed by the orcs, but not completely!
Dalaran was actually not destroyed, it was because the mages didn't want to pay the war tax!
Has Dalaran been destroyed? Food prices have risen again today!
Cross Island was massacred, but Violet Castle was fine. -乐-文-小-说-
Where the Cross Islands are is none of my business. I only care about whether Dalaran is destroyed or not.
In the countryside and fields, there are constant rumors, and the simplicity and ignorance of the common people are like conjoined twins, which make people love and hate them.
The news has been confirmed that the Horde sneak attack on the Cross Islands, Dalaran's century-old glory was destroyed by the war, but the Violet Castle, where Antonidas and the most elite mages of the Kirin Tor Council sit, remained unscathed.
The furious Antonidas finally unified the will of all Dalaran mages, and the mages of Dalaran were ready to lift their clothes and expose their arms to fight in person.
This is good news.
The Kingdom of Quel'Thalas finally defeated Zul'Aman. Zul'jin escaped with a broken hand and disappeared. The troll lay dead for hundreds of miles and was unable to recover. Anastarian Sunstrider gave the Alliance a positive answer. One month All the troops from Inner Silver Moon City came out to participate in the battle against the orc tribe.
This is great news.
But these good news that are far away cannot relieve the near fire, nor can they relieve Terenas' sorrow at all.
At the pass at the junction of Silverpine Forest and Hillbrad Hills, the Alliance and the Horde suffered a loss ratio of 30,000 to 17,000 in just ten days.
Judging from the battle loss ratio, humans seem to have an advantage. After getting used to battle damage ratios of three to one and two point five to one, this time the battle damage ratio of 1.7 was simply touching.
But behind the high battle loss ratio, the alliance's main position retreated 20 kilometers.
Magic communication is not omnipotent. Without the positioning assistance of the mage tower, beyond-line-of-sight communication is the exclusive domain of arcane magicians. Although on the first day I got the news. Terenas began to shrink his troops, recruit mercenaries, and mobilize vassals. Be prepared for possible orc attacks.
Although Lordaeron was not built in a day, this city is a treasure in the history of human civilization in Azeroth. The thick city walls and the excellent location surrounded by water on three sides make it a headache for any army trying to attack the city of Lordaeron.
But the garrison is insufficient, and no matter how good the city is, it cannot be defended!
Even with all the efforts of all parties, Terenas could only expand the garrison to 6,000 people.
It's reached its limit.
The guarantee of order is force, but the continuation of order depends on inertia.
Mobilizing the residents is certain, but it would be a tragedy for civilians to go up the city walls.
Civilians are civilians, soldiers are soldiers, and even militiamen require year-round training. With just a few thousand dollars to train crossbows, civilians who don't know how to use siege equipment can defend the city. Then what else do the various kingdoms train professional soldiers for?
What is even more frightening is that the deployment of civilians will cause huge damage to social order.
Anyway, if you are going to die, it is better to have a good time before you die - there are always some weird people who are afraid of the orcs' axes but not the swords of their compatriots.
Under the herd mentality, the riots caused by panic are far more terrifying than the orc attack.
Never overestimate human nature.
Terenas had put so much effort into the city of Lordaeron, and he really didn't want to let the flames of war dye the city of Lordaeron bright red.
Therefore, after making all the preparations that could be done, Terenas still sent a letter to Lothar.
Ask for help.
After two days of tossing around the attributes, it was finally delivered to Lothar, who was fighting the fire on the front line.
The Great Royal Sword is still bleeding, and the battle flag of the Iron Horse Brotherhood is flying high on the battlefield littered with corpses.
Even though the warlock and sword master all fired, the wolf rider and the kodo beast roared. Lothar still won. This Mediterranean man was not only brilliant in military strategy, but also in martial arts.
Take a deep breath. Using all his strength to insert the Great Royal Sword into the ground, Lothar took off the chain mail gloves that had become sticky due to dry blood, then wiped his palms on the fabric on the side of the apron before taking the letter.
"Terenas is confused!"
After reading the letter, Lothar was shocked.
Lothar knew that if the troops continued to be transported forward, the alliance's rear would inevitably be empty, but he did not expect that it would be so empty. The city of Lordaeron, which has a permanent population of 200,000, is guarded by only more than 2,000 royal guards.
Carlos Barov sent a circular letter to Terenas in order to transfer the Alterac soldiers stationed in the northern fortress of Stratholme to the battlefield of Hillbrad Hills. Lothar knew this.
But Hearthglen was dissatisfied with Stratholme's cowardice, and Lothar did not expect to refuse to mobilize troops. I, the people of Hearthglen, fight against the Horde. What mother didn't have a son on the battlefield, and there were many men from the whole family of lords and lords who did so. You live in the rear of Stratholme and can't even stop the trolls? Why don't you let us Hearthglen men guard your wife and daughter too?
There is no point in regional sentiment. Originally, Hearthglen was a feudal system, while Stratholme was a county system. Stratholme was the direct territory of the Menethil family, so Terenas had no choice but to negotiate with the lords of Hearthglen. After the discussion was fruitless, half of Lordaeron's last mobile force, the Royal Guard, was dispatched to the Stratholme area for garrison work.
However, in this coming and going, whether the orcs were direct and sharp, or whether they encountered it by chance, they would seize the weakest opportunity in the city of Lordaeron.
Lothar was not worried at all if he attacked from land. Lordaeron was surrounded by water on three sides, and the frontal city defense was extremely solid. It could not be broken by a single orc division. But with ships, the orcs can attack from any direction. With only the few defenders in Lordaeron, they can't defend it even if they put all the troops on the city wall!
The frontal fighting was so fierce that seven legions had already lost their establishment. Seventy thousand people seemed quite a lot, but in such a strong frontal battlefield, there was not even a reserve team left. Each legion could only take turns to rest. What can you do to support yourself?
There are ambushes, but once they move, they no longer have the effect of surprise troops. The original encirclement and ambush battle turns into a head-on confrontation with the tribe.
Lothar struggled again and again, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh. It's not as good as God.
"Let Grian Stallman come to see me."
The guards heard Lothar's order and left quickly.
At this time, the second messenger quickly came to Lothar's side.
"Marshal, urgent message."
Lothar thought for a while, folded Terenas' letter, put it into the compartment of the breastplate, and then took the new document.
"good news."
Lothar laughed with an exaggerated expression, and then shouted loudly under the confused expressions of the people around him: "Reinforcements from Alterac and Stromgarde have arrived! The orcs are doomed, hahahahaha."
News of the arrival of friendly forces is always exciting, and everyone cheers and cheers.
Then when people in the distance see a group of generals being so happy, there must be something good going on, so they should laugh along.
A legion cheered, and people in distant positions naturally wanted to find out what happened.
Reinforcements are coming?
Oh that's fine!
Cheer along!
By the end, even the legions who didn't know the exact news were cheering.
what happens? I do not know!
In the tense atmosphere, human emotions inexplicably became high, even if the reinforcements were still five hundred kilometers away.
"General, urgent report, three thousand orc troops attacked the defensive position of the 101st Legion. The legion commander was killed. Reinforcements are needed now!"
The third messenger came galloping on a war horse and finished his sentence before he got off his horse.
"let……"
Lothar suddenly found that his firefighters were no longer communicating. Turalyon, Uther, Tirion Fordring, all the generals who could carry out such a raid were no longer around.
There are many generals under him who can lead troops in battle, but none of them are left who can kill hundreds of people.
Who has no selfish motives, who has no friends, in order to show their fair side, half of the Iron Horse Brotherhood, the last elite of Stormwind City, has been killed in Lordaeron.
Lothar was suddenly speechless as he looked at these Storm Relics who followed Varian, or rather followed him northward.
The members of the Brotherhood are really tired. Their excitement can deceive themselves, but they cannot deceive the enemy. The exhausted warriors are no match for the farmers. What more can I ask of them?
But Lothar finally bit her lip.
"Brotherhood warriors, let us show some color to those arrogant orcs. Victory belongs to the Alliance!"
"Victory belongs to Anduin Lothar!"
"Long live the Marshal!"
"Deploy the Seventh Legion to join the support sequence."
Lothar said to his deputy.
"But the Seventh Army was pushed off the front two days ago, and now it's more than half empty!"
"The Ace Legion must behave like an Ace. Send the order. You can tell the Seventh Legion that they don't have to come."
"...Yes, Marshal."
Pulling up the Great Royal Sword, Anduin Lothar understood that justice and justice were his foundation.
The road to national restoration is extremely difficult and must be paved with the blood of loyal ministers. If you hesitate or shrink, then the Kingdom of Stormwind will really be over.
"Marshal, you are looking for me."
Seeing Lothar remounting his horse, Grian Stallman hurried forward.
Lothar whispered a few instructions to Grian Stroman, and then led the Iron Horse Brotherhood to roar away.
The battlefield is calling Lothar's name.
In a small wooden house on the south bank of Lake Lordamre, Gul'dan was stroking a magical document and was excited.
Found, found, the clue to the Tomb of Sargeras, found! (To be continued.)
