Another seven days later, the first PY transaction with the Dark Iron Dwarf was a complete success.
Twenty-two Alliance convoys loaded with military supplies and luxury goods were ambushed. Twenty-two drivers successfully escaped after putting up a desperate resistance and applied for awards...
Carlos looked at the shameless application for meritorious service and laughed angrily. Throw it aside and ignore it.
An army of Dark Iron dwarves intended to ambush our food and fodder transport convoy, but was surrounded and annihilated by the Stromgarde cavalry who arrived in time.
A few words are the truth of the transaction.
A very large transport convoy with more than 400 vehicles, according to previous escort standards, requires at least 5,000 escort troops to ensure completeness. These heavily overloaded carts simply cannot withstand the torment. If the Dark Iron Dwarves dug a deep hole three to five miles away and pushed a few large rocks, the escort regiment would be able to finish all the food and grass before the entire convoy arrived at Blackstone Mountain.
Therefore, after reaching a tacit understanding with Thaurissan, the Dark Iron Dwarves of Searing Gorge obtained real intelligence and concentrated their forces to prepare for an annihilation ambush.
The Alliance also obtained real information, and even the marching route map of the Dark Iron Dwarves.
The bosses on both sides are full of sincerity, and the only thing left is to see the fighting ability of the people below.
Danas Thornbell, who was going south, led the 5,000 men from Stromgarde to cross the border and cooperated with a legion of infantry to directly annihilate the Dark Iron dwarves who came to steal money and food.
If three people hit one, they can counterattack, but what if four people hit one?
In a true total annihilation, the Thorium Brotherhood's leading party even led the Alliance's ambush team to cut off all escape routes, ensuring that no one from the attacking Dark Iron Dwarf army could return to Shadowforge City alive.
This time, in addition to this huge and bloated transport team that does not conform to military common sense, the Alliance can seize the time to transport a batch of supplies.
enough.
Carlos couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. With the supplies of this convoy, the war could begin.
Over the past few days, after exhausting various methods, Carlos finally understood the reason for the tribe's anomaly.
God bless the Alliance. The Gurubashi trolls in the south suddenly started a war against the orcs. Kilrogg went south. In the previous battle, Orgrim was seriously injured by Lothar. Although he was protected by his personal guards and returned to the camp, he lost too much blood. The tribal chief has fallen into a coma.
The current tribe is effectively leaderless.
What great news.
Kilrogg's move south directly changed the balance of forces between the Alliance and the Horde.
Carlos's plan to mobilize troops, which was almost a bet on the fate of the country, was successful.
The Alliance currently has about 200,000 troops. Excluding the admiral's navy, those troops responsible for clearing the orcs and maintaining communication lines between the wetlands and Ironforge, and the troops at Ironforge that cannot be mobilized. When they reach Nas Arriving with the Stromgarde cavalry, Carlos would have over 120,000 troops.
These 120,000 soldiers are not scoundrels who joined the army just to have enough food to eat, but are the main force of various countries fighting against the orcs.
Using the most conservative approach, it is true that the orcs' strength in the Burning Plains is over 100,000, but the actual situation is more or less, or even more than half.
Even if the orcs still have the advantage of fortifications, the huge quantitative gap has changed from quantitative to qualitative.
So even though Danas hasn't arrived yet, the fierce battle has already begun.
Uther and Turayan each led a legion, clearing out the tribal outposts along the mountains from both sides. On the front, Carlos led the Brotherhood of the Iron Horse and the assembled Knights of the Silver Hand, fortress after fortress. nail.
During the process, Carlos couldn't help but sigh, the Paladins are really useful. Although they are usually scattered among various legions, they can boost morale, but it is really scary to gather these tin cans of Holy Light to fight a tough battle.
I was so fucking scared of myself.
When Danas finally arrived on the battlefield, Carlos's peripheral clearing plan was in its final stages.
However, according to Pauli's exclusion law, every good news must bring bad news.
The arrival of Danas increased the cavalry force at Carlos's disposal to thirty thousand, a frightening number.
However, news came from the front line that Orgrim reappeared on the battlefield.
The chief of the tribe is back.
The alliance's strength advantage is reflected in the reserve army. On the direct line of fire between the alliance and the tribe, even 20,000 people are too crowded and cannot be used at all.
So Carlos called a meeting with all the generals and dragged the flanking troops back more than ten kilometers, while the front forcefully advanced one kilometer regardless of losses.
What does the alliance want to do?
Orgrim couldn't understand either. In his eyes, the Alliance only had thirteen legions on the front. Although it was terrifying, it was not invincible.
And under the tremendous pressure from humans, Orgrim finally completed the unification of the tribes. At this moment, he once again became a well-deserved warchief.
So Orgrim sent the Tiger Balm unit Juggernaut to investigate.
But Carlos gave Orgrim no chance to open the fog of war.
There are many of us, so we can be unreasonable, and we can do whatever we want.
Using the dismantled orc constructions, Carlos accumulated just enough materials to build a small fortress. So Carlos waved his hand and said that the fortress that Lothar had presided over before would not be rebuilt, but the materials would be dismantled and transported up.
Carlos prepares to slap a base on Orgrim's face.
Again, in numbers you can really do whatever you want.
The twenty-four-hour day and night attack, although a large amount of military resources such as arrows and explosives were wasted, but a city base that exceeded the specifications of a war fortress began to take shape at a speed that the orcs could see with the naked eye.
What are humans going to do!
Orgrim felt that the new commander-in-chief of the Alliance was just trying to make a fool of himself.
In fact, this was also the case. Carlos simply did not have enough building materials to build a fortress of this size.
But so what, it's just a tactical deception. If Orgrim doesn't fall for it, the worst he can do is remove the back half of the circle and make it up to the front. What a big deal.
Everyone can tell the truth, but this time, Orgrim's hand is not as good as Carlos's. For this kind of opponent who has three doubles and a small king to play against you, the tribe does not have a good choice.
After the Juggernaut reported back, saying that the Alliance still had at least 20,000 people hiding in the rear, Orgrim finally made up his mind to remind humans of the fear of being dominated by orcs.
"Carlos, your plan is too risky. What should we do if we can't withstand it?"
Danaus Trollbane was new here and had not been brainwashed by Carlos. When he heard that Carlos was preparing to gather all the cavalry to circle a circle of more than a hundred kilometers, which was an unreliable plan, he was not convinced. Jumping on the spot has witnessed the friendship between the two.
That's thirty thousand cavalry!
It is the power of continental kingdoms such as Lordaeron, Alterac, Stromgarde, and Gilneas to rest on their laurels.
Once the charge is launched, the array line can stretch for ten kilometers!
"There is no other way. If we really put all the troops out, the tribe should be on tight defense and won't fight us at all."
Carlos also felt helpless. Lothar's previous battle was too bloody. The strong men in the alliance who could trade with the tribe suffered heavy casualties. Although the current alliance has superior military strength, its individual combat power is still not as good as that of the orcs. If they really want to become an alliance and attack the tribe's fortress, the alliance will be dragged down in the end.
If you want to win, if you want to win a big victory, you must take advantage of the alliance's large number of people at the moment, and you must let the orcs out. If the orcs don't come out, then lure them out. As long as they can make a circle, humans can't lose.
For this reason, Carlos is willing to take risks.
"Friend, my dearest friend, I place the hope of victory in your hands."
Carlos went into missionary mode.
"I reject!"
Dhanas says I won’t listen.
"Look into my eyes, Danas. Marshal Lothar's body is still cold. Don't you want to avenge him?"
Carlos used his height advantage to grab Danas' shoulders.
"I don't know what you think. If you use the same number of infantry and orcs to fight a frontal battle, you will die."
Danas has been clearing out the orcs in the wetland, and has a deep understanding of the horror of the orc race.
"That's why I need you. Apart from us in Alterac, your Stromgarde cavalry is the strongest. As long as..."
"Come on, you Alterac horses are just good. Our cavalry in Stromgarde is the best in Lordaeron!"
"Okay, okay, first, first, you Danas are the best, as long as..."
"So I, the best in the world, do not agree with your plan."
Carlos suddenly wanted to hit someone. Danas before was not the kind of person who would talk to death over disagreements.
Taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly, Carlos calmed down and went through the process of self-suggestion again. Carlos, who once again looked sincere, vowed to continue the brainwashing to the end.
"Listen, Danas, I don't want to use power and position to suppress you. We are friends. Look at them, look at the people around you. If I die, Turalyon will be on top. Turalyon will die. With Uther on top, Uther is dead and Gavin Rad is there. If we all die, I want you to swear that you will continue the war against the orcs to the end!"
"Oh my God, you are..."
"Say your vows!"
"You can't..."
"Say your vows!!!"
…
Carlos used moral kidnapping. When a large group of friends asked Danas in an almost martyr tone, he compromised.
"I swear, I will fight until the end until I crush the tribe to pieces."
Passion and sensationalism are always particularly effective for young people.
Carlos let go of Danas's shoulders, looked at the rough guys around him with stars in their eyes, and kept telling himself, calm down, calm down, you need to calm down.
"After the battle begins, we will lead the same number of soldiers to attack the orcs, and we will continue to retreat and pull up the formation to provide space and time for your roundabout encirclement."
"You still retreat and pretend to be defeated in a large army battle? You don't want your life!"
Danas's IQ suddenly went up.
"This is our mission, understand! There is always someone who needs to pay more and be dedicated. We are responsible for fighting to the last man, and you are responsible for completing the final victory over the tribe. Danas, look at me, look at us, look Look at all of us. Can we, can we trust you?"
With a sense of mission, a fateful showdown, and the heroic spirit of defeating millions of people, Danas' IQ dropped off the line again.
"You can, I swear on my life and the honor of Trollbane."
Danas felt a flying feeling in his heart.
