The root of wisdom is nothing more than the exploration of life inheritance.
Speaking human words is all it takes to survive.
It must be good to preserve the Hillsbrad area, which greatly preserves mankind's war potential.
But by dragging all his elite cavalry in Hillsbrad, Andorhal changed from a secondary town that could be abandoned if necessary to a key place that must be guarded and defended.
Refugees from turmoil and chaos, spreaders of rumors, and lurkers with ulterior motives are all scum in the face of power.
In the end, Alterac City's reinforcements arrived before Carlos's army.
There were not many people, just over 8,000 people. The 3,000 city defense troops and 5,000 levy militiamen hurried from Alterac City to Andorhal in a starry night.
"What is this? Daddy's love?"
Carlos did not respond with words to Alessandro Mograine's strange temper.
No matter how militaristic it is, the Kingdom of Alterac is not the Mogu clan, which can use the Nalak'sha engine to create villains.
The most elite troops in the country have long been mobilized to follow Carlos to fight the orcs in Arathi. The remaining ones who can fight must be stationed in important places in the country, otherwise the children of the plateau will not be armed to resist food.
What's more, by gathering so many refugees, the last remaining armed forces in the country are really being drawn out, which is simply sending warmth to the Lich King.
So for the eight thousand people sent by his old father Alex Barov, Carlos even felt that they were here to eat food.
The inventory in Alterac City is limited, and Andorhal itself is a food-producing area, so we might as well send a batch of those who are hungry to the front line.
Although the combat effectiveness is not good, the morale of the newcomers is still low, and there is still no problem in suppressing the turbulent people.
And we learned from this batch of reinforcements that a truly reliable field regiment could arrive within a week at most.
Carlos breathed a sigh of relief.
There is no way to blame the Silver Hand paladins who went north first for intercepting their own legion, which led to Andorhal's strategic failure.
The preservation of the Hillsbrad area is great good news and is crucial to the recovery of human power in the long run.
But Carlos, who had lost the strategic initiative, looked at the vast white field outside the town of Andorhal, feeling as if a cold wind was passing through his heart.
All peripheral settings have been compromised.
Relying on the rushing river water originating from Lake Keldaron, and defending the bridge in the west and north, the offensive of the Undead Scourge has been contained.
However, the open space to the northeast had already killed at least 4,000 people in Andorhal in just a few days.
There is no way to contain the corpses of the dead. In such a dense battlefield of flesh and blood, the corpses transform too quickly.
Carlos could only order bombing with artillery fire and wash the ground with fuel.
This is one of the main reasons why the morale of Andorhal's military and civilians is depleted so quickly.
To fight against the undead natural disaster, Carlos's initial judgment was not wrong, which was to fight with a large army, rely on superior combat power to destroy the Bone Legion on a large scale, and use the targeted power of the Paladin to eliminate the threat of necromancers and death knights to ordinary soldiers.
The skeletal soldiers and ghouls all over the mountains are not scary, but the lichs and death knights who don't know where to hide are really scary.
In just two days, six cases of vandalism against granaries failed despite the strict defense of mages and soldiers, but ominous clouds still hung over Andorhal.
"Do you feel it? Those brainless skeletons and ghouls seem to have become smarter."
Carlos said to Mograine.
"It feels like our real opponent is here."
Mograine breathed heavily, suppressing his restless emotions.
How many can he kill?
Even if Ashbringer can incinerate three hundred ghouls with just one strike, how many times can Alessandro Mograine slash like this.
How many can Carlos kill?
Although the single-man army in Lordaeron inspired the public, he has not yet returned to his full glory.
The Scourge is the enemy of all living things, a behemoth that requires all humans to fight together.
The hundreds of thousands of skeletal soldiers and ghouls outside Andorhal alone made the defenders breathless. At the moment, the only thing Carlos expected was half of his army. The more than 30,000 soldiers who had returned directly to the country quickly went to the front line. .
If we just rely on people like Andorhal, we won't even be able to defend it.
Although in the days of fighting, some people stood out and others were frightened.
However, with the support of Garithos and the Lordaeron cavalry, the Scourge was never able to break through Andorhal's final defense.
This situation lasted until the Necromancer appeared on the battlefield.
It was obvious that no matter what the Lich King had done with the spellcasters who had surrendered to the Legion in the past days, they were all back on the battlefield now.
"Look, death knights, necromancers, necromancers, tons of abominations, and gargoyles in the sky. Damn it, Carlos, how long will it take for your battle veterans to arrive?"
In addition to Alsace himself and the Obsidian Guards, the combat effectiveness of UD's second unit besides Anhador is already crushing Carlos's HUM.
"We cannot be passive and defensive, we must attack."
Carlos made a decision.
Andorhal's current morale relies entirely on the moat.
The rapids rushing down from the Great Falls of Keldaron eliminated the possibility that the skeleton soldiers were ghouls walking from the bottom of the river.
The dense human wall gave the human soldiers and bones the courage to fight head-on.
But both domestic mages and Dalaran's aiders lost a lot of mana during the long surveillance process.
When it comes to the quality of casters, Carlos really doesn't have an advantage.
Gathering a city together and defending it is a slow suicide.
When the elite units of the Scourge Legion are thrown into the frontal battlefield, they are born with a +3 fear aura effect.
Morale will collapse.
At this time, at least two-thirds of the more than 50,000 defenders in Andorhal failed to pass this round of will test.
Once a big rout occurs, soldiers who still have fighting ability will be defeated by pig teammates.
Any sane commander would come to this conclusion.
So while the officers rushed anxiously to the town hall.
Carlos made a decision—to take the initiative.
There are still two days left. As long as they persist for two more days, Carlos's army will be able to reach Andorhal. The arrival of 30,000 men will be enough for Andorhal to turn the crisis around.
But right now, Andorhal has less than 10,000 truly fighting willpower to fight against the desperate troops.
The battle loss rate of Garithos's Lordaeron cavalry has exceeded 20%, and now there are less than 7,000 men.
"I order you to hold the east side at all costs, no matter the cost, do you understand?"
"As commanded."
Garithos turned around and left without hesitation, as crisply as ever.
"I'll give you all the Paladins, as well as the 1st, 3rd, and 7th Wings. Find your own opportunity and rush out."
"Then I'll go to the north. I can clear a path for the good boy."
Alessandro Mograine didn't talk nonsense and accepted the order happily.
These three regiments are the three most effective regiments that have been trained and assembled on the battlefield of Andorhal. They can be said to be the most reliable soldiers besides Garithos' Lordaeron cavalry.
Carlos gave Mograine the hope of breaking the formation.
With Ashbringer in his possession, he is far more suited to the role of Raider than Carlos himself.
As for Carlos himself, he took the initiative to go west.
He knew what he was about to face.
The flow of water from west to east has slowed down a lot after passing through the water channel of the Andorhal Moat.
As long as the Scourge Legion is willing to invest magical power, there is no theoretical difficulty in blocking the water flow or freezing the river surface.
The seemingly stable defense line in the west is actually a pool of smelly DOG SHIT.
Carlos must rely on his personal prestige and strength to lead the defenders to survive these desperate forty-eight hours.
Just when Arthas left Lordaeron holding the urn of his father's ashes and went directly to Stratholme in accordance with the Lich King's order, the most intense battle in the defense of Andorhal began.
On this day, thousands of miles away on the Black Coast, under the violent storm, Illidan blew the storm horn to summon his ancient allies.
Vashj led the Naga army to answer Illidan's call.
Time has changed, and old friendships are hard to bring back. Neither Vashj nor Illidan are what they were back then.
The only thing that remains unchanged is that it is the master's mission that brings the two of them back together.
