Being able to count is actually a great skill.
From the most exciting excitement to the final anxiety, it was because Carlos discovered that the number of undead natural disasters was wrong.
In one year, not only did the Alliance forces adapt to the combat characteristics of the Scourge, but the Undead Scourge also ended its methods of dealing with the Alliance.
The tacit understanding is the ratio of one to three, which is exchanged for flesh, blood and bones.
In a battle with less than a thousand people, individual factors have too much influence and it is difficult to calculate. In a group battle with ten thousand people, the undead natural disaster will not face the enemy with three times the number of troops, and seven out of ten battles will be defeated.
It was based on this judgment that Carlos and many other senior leaders of the alliance formulated the overall strategy of moving out from the west and defending from the east.
However, after fighting all the way, Carlos was sure that the undead Scourge's troops in the west of Lordaeron were definitely not enough.
Although Genn Greymane did not respond to Carlos's call to rejoin the Alliance, it is a fact that the Scourge divided their forces to attack Gilneas. Therefore, by default, Carlos has 100,000 to 200,000 undead troops near the Wall of Gilneas. In addition, the undead blocking the Silverpine Mountain Road are also counted as 200,000. The undead natural disaster should have at least 200,000 troops for use. Maneuver to respond to the enemy.
But no.
The purpose of strengthening Garithos' Western Front is to increase the default military strength ratio of one to three to one to two, thereby forming the alliance's combat power advantage and eventually turning it into a victory.
But there was no such thing. Carlos didn't know what the undead commander of Lordaeron thought, but there were definitely not 600,000 Scourge troops west of Lordaeron City.
I don’t know the exact number of Carlos, but it’s definitely not 600,000!
Even if it is a natural disaster of the undead, even if it is an undead plague army, it will take up space to march and station troops without the hassle of eating, drinking and defecating.
Where did these flesh and blood skeletons go?
Carlos's first reaction was that Kel'Thuzad was enlarging his attack again.
As soon as the Silver Pine Mountain Road was broken, the alliance's 300,000 people swarmed out. The 40,000 cavalry under Garithos' command were overwhelming, and the 200,000 combat units of the Scourge Legion were slaughtered within three days.
If it were another 200,000 pigs, the Alliance wouldn't be able to catch them all in a month. However, the natural disaster soldiers would not escape without receiving instructions. With their numbers being inferior to their human counterparts and their regional disadvantage, they only lasted three days before being killed.
Now that Carlos has merged with the main force, the command naturally belongs to him.
After suppressing the fanatical and blind adventurous thoughts, stabilizing the smooth flow of logistics supply lines, and clearing out the undead remnants scattered in the nearby Xiaoyuan like plows, Carlos only did two things besides consolidating the recovery area.
The first one was to issue an extremely harsh official letter asking the Kingdom of Gilneas what it wanted to do.
The second thing is to look for possible undead ambush.
Just this month, with troops buried underground and river marches, Kel'Thuzad had already played the undead Scourge to its fullest. Carlos didn't dare to bet that the Scourge commanders in Lordaeron had a collective seizure.
It would be terrible if Kel'Thuzad really ambushed a large number of troops somewhere with the intention of letting Carlos in and then closing the door and beating the dogs.
So the first place Carlos thought of was the port area near the coast.
Only there is enough open terrain to ambush enough undead soldiers.
But no, still no.
After exhausting all collection points, the so-called "ambush" was not found.
After the Alliance broke through the Silver Pine Pass, the Undead Scourge decisively gave up this part of its forces, blocking the Alliance's pursuit of victory with 200,000 combat units like abandoned children.
The Alliance Air Force reported that a large number of undead troops in the wild were concentrating towards the city of Lordaeron.
This shows that they are preparing to defend the city.
It wasn't that Carlos was scaring himself, but that this victory came too strangely. Although the battle was bitter, it was too dreamy and unreal compared with the casualties estimated before the battle.
Kel'Thuzad let loose?
impossible!
Although the strange situation in the Sunwell has yet to be verified, Kel'Thuzad's phylactery is held by the Lich King and his soul is controlled by Ner'zhul. It cannot release the water.
The battle situation was strange, but Carlos had no time to carefully verify it.
Because the undead natural disaster forced him to make a choice.
The minions of the Lich King are polluting the land with scourges.
Natural disasters and epidemics are not simply bacterial viruses or toxins, but a kind of magic, a curse, and the greatest malice against the living.
Carlos resisted the pressure and defended Andorhal out of strategic and operational considerations. The indirect benefit was that it prevented the Scourge from contaminating the large farming area west of Barrier Pass and east of the Whitewater River.
According to Snow's research results, the power of nature is enough to heal mild contamination from natural disasters and epidemics, while moderate contamination requires the use of magic potions to neutralize the toxicity.
The diseased wood forest outside Stratholme City is moderately polluted, and the earth's self-healing ability can no longer function.
The closer we get to the city of Lordaeron, the more serious the pollution becomes, to the point where the rivers along the way can no longer be used as drinking water, and small beasts can eat the fruit and die suddenly.
This is already considered severe pollution.
Deadly.
Not to mention it was the first time for the Alliance to fight such a war, it was also the first time for Carlos.
It is easy to lead an army, it is enough to lead the troops with fairness and strictness.
It is not difficult to lead an army. On top of leading an army, you must also be humane and sophisticated and build good relationships.
The commander-in-chief is not easy because he needs to make a decision.
Inexplicably, Carlos thought of Fandral Staghelm.
With so many things to sort out, Carlos finally made a decision.
Hold on to advance.
If the number of defenders is less than expected, then the 300,000 soldiers and horses will be rich, the water transportation of Lake Lordamre will resume, and the pressure of transportation will be reduced sharply.
Carlos planned to deal with Uther's predicament first, then strengthen Mograine's military strength, then stabilize the front, and then encircle the city from east to west and attack Lordaeron.
This may not be the most beneficial plan, but it is the safest and least likely to capsize in the gutter.
While Carlos was confused and alert, in distant Kalimdor, the Lich King's loyal death knight Arthas was also executing his master's orders.
It was almost a matter of course for Sartre to collude with the Lich King. With the Dreadlord in charge, Malfurion was naturally trapped in the Emerald Dream.
The satyrs have been corrupting Felwood for thousands of years, but Xavius, the king of satyrs, seems a little incompetent compared to the Lich King Ner'zhul.
After delivering the latest achievements of the Scourge to the connector Satyr, Arthas was preparing to go to the next mission location.
However, a throbbing from the depths of the soul spread throughout Azeroth with the Ice Throne.
Ner'zhul painfully summons his loyal puppets, Icecrown Citadel needs to be defended!
The time has come!
Arthas answered the Lich King's call.
Illidan stepped on thousands of corpses, holding a green war blade in his hand, spreading the magic wings behind his back, and issued marching orders to everyone around him.
As the Eye of Sargeras emitted a dazzling light, a wound was torn open in Northrend's ley lines, and a crack appeared in the eternal ice prison that held Ner'zhul's soul on the Ice Throne.
The 200,000 undead troops that Ner'zhul transferred from Lordaeron back to Northrend to stop Illidan were slaughtered by demon hunters. The Lich King finally paid a heavy price for its pride.
"After three months of hard fighting, the enemy is vulnerable. It's time to launch the final blow!"
