The calamity of Quel'Thalas was a crushing defeat for the Alliance.
Quel'Thalas' failure was doomed from the moment it ignored the Alliance's disaster.
population.
As an immortal species, the number of high elves has always been maintained at a very subtle level.
Unlike their kaldorei relatives living in Kalimdor, the night elves inherited the ancient empire's large population base. This extraordinary race blessed by the Five-Colored Dragon King is immune to disease and aging. Although it still has the usual problems of the immortal species such as low fertility, it does not have the burden of an aging population. Therefore, even if the night elves have been at war with old and new enemies for tens of thousands of years, their population has been growing slowly.
However, the high elves are different. After all, the Sunwell is not the Well of Eternity, and the brilliance of the Sunwell cannot make the Quel'dorei elves touch immortality. The high elves have all the shortcomings of the immortal species, but the night elves have unique advantages that the high elves cannot envy.
Even if the Lich King doesn't use any under-the-table means and directly attacks dozens of millions of troops, Silvermoon City still can't defend it.
What's the use of being cute in the face of absolute power.
Carlos tried, before the Scourge of the Undead, Carlos tried to pull Quel'Thalas into the chariot.
But the high elf refused.
The Second Orc War twenty years ago damaged the foundation of Quel'Thalas. The high elves felt that they had fulfilled their obligations to the Alliance and refused the humans' request for help.
So when Arthas controlled the remains of Lordaeron to attack the high elves, no one else was to blame.
Carlos wasn't here to save Silvermoon City, and he couldn't even save the crew members who were traveling with him.
The undead natural disaster has entered the city.
Although the main force of the natural disaster has followed Arthas to the Island of Quel'Danas, there are still an astonishing number of undead troops slaughtering the residents of Silvermoon City.
The good news is that Carlos's bold idea was implemented. The wreckage of the Enterprise blocked the city gate of Silvermoon City. The undead outside the city had to destroy the butt of the Enterprise that blocked the city gate before they could continue to increase troops.
The bad news is that Thalayin is causing trouble in Silvermoon City, and most of Silvermoon City's arcane puppet army is paralyzed.
The crew of the Enterprise floated naked into Silvermoon City and had to find a way to survive on their own. Carlos had no time to think about what to do in Silvermoon City.
Because Carlos had the same purpose as Alsace at this time. As a war vulture, Carlos' purpose of this trip was the Sunwell.
"Your Majesty Carlos, what are you going to do?"
When Bi Luohua knew that Carlos had not led an army to rescue, he already understood that Silver Moon City could only rely on itself.
The Grand Magister simply did not believe that the Scourge of the Undead could contribute to Quel'Danas while storming Silvermoon City.
In fact, if Anastarian hadn't listened to him after all, it might not have been so easy for Arthas to contribute to Silvermoon City. Because in order to strengthen the defense of the Sunwell, the Sun King deployed three legions to garrison Quel'Danas Island.
The military system of Silvermoon City is similar to that of the Alliance. In other words, the human military system was originally designed with reference to the high elves.
The three legions were smaller than 10,000 men, and with the troops that Quel'Danas already had, it was really not that easy for Arthas to break into the Sunwell Highlands.
Although I don’t know how the Lich King did it, and what method he used to cut off the channel of magic power transmitted from the Sunwell to Silvermoon City, the high elven spellcasters stationed in Quel’Danas are not as good as Silvermoon City. The embarrassment of having no magic power to use.
Carlos was in no hurry to rush to Quel'Danas.
Because he found that Silver Moon City could still be saved.
"You should thank Khadgar."
Carlos felt the emptiness in his crotch as the cool morning breeze blew over him. He thought about the pros and cons, but in the end he still couldn't make up his mind to be this little bear who would achieve great success in one fell swoop.
"Forehead……"
"To be honest, your move to send Lor'themar and Halduron to Quel'Danas was stupid, really stupid."
Carlos criticized mercilessly.
"Perhaps you think Silvermoon City is hopeless. Sending these promising young people away is preserving the seeds for the future. But haven't you considered that there are still a thousand or two thousand Far Travelers in Silvermoon City? Regular army, each of you high elves are very strong and versatile. As long as you coordinate properly, Silvermoon City still has at least 50,000 soldiers who can fight."
"this……"
Bi Luohua was speechless for a moment. Who knew that you, the general marshal of the alliance, would block the intersection with a boat trick that fell from the sky? This was not an afterthought.
"So you sent all the active-duty senior officers with military command capabilities in Silvermoon City to Quel'Danas. This is awesome."
Bi Luohua's head was in a state of shock at this moment, and his old face turned red and blue.
"So the Khadgar you mentioned has any way to save Silvermoon City?"
"Khadgar has comprehensively improved teleportation spells. At least among us humans, the technology of using magic network nodes to transmit legion-level spells is already very mature, and there are many actual battle cases, which fully proves its feasibility."
"Have heard a little bit."
Biluohua nodded. The city of Dalaran has had a distinct lineage of high elves since its birth. Important magic papers published in Dalaran will naturally be transmitted back to Silvermoon City.
"So you should be grateful that Khadgar is different from you high elves in being selfless."
No matter how good-tempered Biluohua is, he is still a great mage, and he was unhappy when Carlos said this.
"Silvermoon City also has perfect teleportation technology. Let me rest for a while and then I can send you to Quel'Danas."
"Yes, you don't even need to open the portal. With your superb strength, you can accurately send me to the island dozens of kilometers away."
"..."
Biluohua suddenly didn't understand what Carlos wanted to say.
"This is the second time. You high elves of Quel'Thalas owe the Alterac people a second time."
Biluohua felt less sleepy as soon as Carlos said this.
"I still have the last mobile force, the knights I have settled in. More than half of the main members are veterans who followed me to Yongsong Forest. You know, old man, although I recruited them again, I didn't think about it at all. Then send them to the battlefield again. Twenty years, for you high elves, is just a short time like afternoon tea, but for us humans, half a lifetime may have passed."
Carlos's mood was very complicated.
On one side is the turbulent sea of the undead outside the city, and on the other side is the burning Silvermoon City. Carlos leads the alliance with 300,000 men, but what they can really use right now is an army of veterans.
"I'm not a fool who talks on paper. Silver Moon City has fallen into chaos. The fifty thousand available soldiers are just a theoretical figure. If you are given three months to prepare, you may be able to block the undead outside the city gate. But Now you don’t have time, the entire residents of Silvermoon City have become stragglers, and when all the Far Travelers who are still defending the group are dead, Silvermoon City will completely lose its ability to resist."
Bi Luohua listened carefully, thought carefully, and finally could only nod silently.
"Yes, you're right."
"So if you want to save this city, you must buy time. The wreckage of the Enterprise is a dead thing after all, and Arthas may come back at any time. There must be a force with combat effectiveness to guard the gates of Silvermoon City and give you high elves Time to reorganize.”
"Is such that."
Biluohua couldn't find any logical loopholes in Carlos's words.
"Then do this, Nathanos, give you ten minutes to gather all the living people you see."
"As commanded."
The human ranger who lost the guessing game took off his shirt and put it on his waist, picked up the weapon of the dead high elf guard from the ground and immediately turned around and left.
"Old man, find a way to inform your colleagues who are still alive. I need a mage to open a portal for me."
Biluohua took over the teleportation beacon that Carlos simulated with holy light, and finally understood how much of a favor it was.
Silvermoon City itself is a city built on a magic node. If the Undead Scourge has a high-level spellcaster to reversely deduce the portal, it can completely attack Alterac.
Carlos did this at a huge risk.
