Military operations in TV dramas are always slow and slow. The protagonist leads the soldiers to the top of the mountain, but the enemy is the first to set up a machine gun on the top of the mountain.
Da da da da da da da da da da, time goes back, do it again.
The more vicious BGM will be replaced by "BabyOneMoreTime" for you.
They were forced to stand at the top of Carlos City. On the one hand, they were disheveled and there was a risk of social death if they saw others rashly. On the other hand, they were to preserve their strength.
We are about to have a bayonet fight with Alsace, and it would be inappropriate to play with one horse as a thousand.
Alsace is not scary, what is scary is the sword in his hand.
After the bad thing like his son stabbing his grandfather happened, Carlos also no longer trusted Stromka, a magic weapon.
However, apart from Emperor Thoradin's Proof of the Human King, Carlos really didn't have a second weapon that could compare with Frostmourne.
So staying in good shape is the key to winning.
At the same time, this is also the reason why Carlos is not in a hurry to go to Quel'Danas Island.
Although I don't know how the Lich King did it, directly cutting off the magic supply of the Sunwell to Silvermoon City, the Scourge Legion had to face the Quel'Danas defenders in unlimited firepower mode at this time.
It's exciting just thinking about it.
Especially since the butt of the Enterprise temporarily cut off the Scourge's attack route, Carlos wondered if Alsace would come back straight away.
Disappointingly, this didn't happen.
The only ones who fell into madness were the undead natural disasters outside the city.
But unfortunately, sometimes if you wait, you will really be surprised.
It is already a fact that the four floating cities used Legion technology to block the Sunwell and provide power. There is no need to question "how dare it".
But this does not mean that the high elves of the Sunwell can only watch and wait.
In fact, the anti-aircraft firepower of Sunwell Heights was extremely fierce.
The dragonhawk knights may not be able to break through the encirclement net laid by the gargoyle army, but the magic cannon will not reason with the Scourge.
The heroic fighting of the high elven garrison of Quel'Danas severely damaged a floating fortress of the Scourge, and Silvermoon City once again gained a small amount of Sunwell magic.
Then Arthas came across the sea, and the guards of the Sunwell had to put their energy back into ground combat, and no longer had any energy left to continue bombarding the floating fortress.
But this is enough of a surprise.
Carlos watched Biluohua suddenly change from an octogenarian to a energetic young man, and he didn't understand the reason.
But as many magic towers in Silvermoon City resumed operation, Carlos understood.
The Scourge's attack split.
After all, Anastarian was still the Sun King, and even though Silvermoon City was in danger, he did not mobilize Quel'Danas to come back to the rescue.
Because he understood that the lifeblood of the high elves was not in Silvermoon City, but in Quel'Danas and the Sunwell.
Although the power is far less than 25%, as long as the Sunwell functions back to Silvermoon City, it will prove that Quel'Danas still has a chance to fight.
The great mage Bi Luohua, who once had a death wish and prepared to serve the country with his own life, suddenly no longer wanted to die.
Because Silver Moon City seems to be saved.
With 150,000 people, the high elves can't afford to die.
All the elves in Quel'dorei together weigh up to 500,000 to 600,000. There are 10,000 to 20,000 workers abroad, mainly concentrated in Dalaran, under the control of Kael'thas; there are still 30,000 to 50,000 people in the ocean-going trade fleet floating on the sea, and they have escaped this disaster; like ghosts There may still be survivors and a small number of garrisons in mountainous areas like this. The rest were either killed by the undead natural disaster or fled to Silvermoon City.
If Quel'Thalas, which has lost half of its population, abandons Silvermoon City, there will be problems with the continuation of the race.
So in this desperate moment, Bi Luohua could only repay the country's kindness with my own blood.
The problem is not so hopeless now.
The rune stones in Yongsong Forest have been broken, and the magic barrier covering the entire country has failed.
Look at both sides of everything. Although the rune stone barrier no longer protects the high elves, it will not prevent the teleportation magic from taking effect.
With the magic beacon provided by Carlos, Biluohua's first thought was not to send reinforcements, but to send the people to escape.
So Carlos stood on the city wall and did nothing. Inexplicably, the morale of Silvermoon City increased by +3.
It's really baffling.
What role do you think a hundred or so naked human mages with two swords can play, or can a paladin in cloth armor turn the tide?
It’s not the locals of Silvermoon City who are fighting bravely.
Half of the Enterprise was blocked by a forest of single trees, and the Scourge were not all mentally retarded. Soon, the siege weapons once used to blast the city walls adjusted their angles and began to attack again.
Carlos estimated the distance, but there was no chance. It was too far, so he could only stare.
But I can't stand up to Kul Tiras's awesome shipbuilding craftsmanship.
That's really awesome.
It doesn't matter how many undead the Enterprise plowed and crushed before it died. After it was completely dead, half of the ship's butt could still carry the catapult and corpse dumper and continue to stand strong.
By the time Nathanos returned to the city wall, he was in high spirits.
Ten minutes is impossible. It takes thirty seconds to go to the toilet. What can you do in ten minutes?
Carlos didn't care about how long the ranger timeout was. At least Nathanos really gathered the two hundred people.
This business level is really good. It should be said that Sylvanas is very good at picking her subordinates.
"Your Majesty, would you like to change?"
"Where did it come from?"
"armory."
"Yes, Not Bad."
Nathanos was a discerning man. Not only did he collect the defeated army, he also recaptured the armory of the city defense department.
Look at our only human game, wearing Silvermoon City standard equipment, it doesn’t look awkward at all and it fits snugly.
The key is that Comrade Nathanos never forgets the difficulties of leadership, which is commendable.
"How did you open the armory? Lor'themar has been sent away by me..."
Biluohua quietly underestimated Carlos and didn't care, but Nathanos broke out in a cold sweat.
"How many spare arcane cores are there in the armory?"
Bi Luohua asked the important question.
"Probably, maybe, should be, there are more than ten more."
Nathanos replied with a gesture of reminiscence.
"Why are there so few... Forget it, every one counts, and quickly replace it with the spare arcane puppet. The Sun Chaser Court has been closed. Only by retaking the Silver Moon Temple can we open the portal, Your Majesty Carlos."
As a local mage, Bi Luohua gave reasonable suggestions.
"There's no rush. Let's bring the people up first and start operating the crossbow artillery again. We have to let the people in the city know that there are still troops resisting, otherwise we will find out when to go one by one."
Carlos was too big, and even though Nathanos had chosen the largest shirt in the armory, he was still a little restrictive.
But this is much better than the spare mage robe worn by a skinny old man like Bi Luohua who is 1.8 meters tall.
Feeling that he was seeing people again, Carlos gave his first real order.
"There are not many undead troops in the city now. Let's make some noise and let the scattered troops move closer to us. Master Biluohua, please put some effort into connecting them in series."
