Chapter 1675 The Doubts of the Tribe (Second Update)

Saurfang, who was summoned, was quite surprised by Varian's announcement.

"What happened? Why didn't you attack even though everything was ready? Didn't you hear the cannons on the other side of the mountain?" Little Saurfang pointed to the far west, which is from the west of the Desolate Gate. The sound of gunfire came from the direction of the shadow vault.

Varian never liked to lie to others. Others could say that he was violent or even murderous, but no one would ever say that he was a liar. He shook his head: "I received a direct order from Duke Marcus, the supreme commander of the alliance. The Northeastern Front of the alliance will postpone the attack in this battle. Ulduar's steel troops will go first."

"Is there any new information that our tribe needs to know?" Varok was more mature. He was sensitive to the fact that Varian knew something, but refused to say it.

Varian shook his head: "No comment. It is up to Lord Saurfang to judge whether he will launch an attack as planned. You can also ask Warchief Thrall before making a decision. Anyway, Ulduar's troops will be on time. Attack."

On the surface, it seems that this is the alliance causing trouble and changing the sequence of the attack without authorization. The problem is that the four-party coalition forces are not under their own control and all advance through consultation.

At this moment, the Alliance has launched offensives in at least three directions, and it cannot be said that the Alliance is neglecting its military aircraft. Varok looked very unhappy.

"I want to ask the chief for instructions." Varok didn't say much, turned around and left.

After he returned to the tribe's garrison, he connected the magical message directly to Orgrimmar.

Sal was also worried: "What is Duke doing? This is not the Duke Marcus I know."

Wojin reminded: "Is the Alliance conserving its troops? In recent years, the Alliance's army has become less and less fond of close combat."

Thrall shook his head, and then said firmly: "No! Duke is a wise and decisive man. When it is time to fight, he will never begrudge sacrifice. He cares more about the alliance between the tribe and the alliance than I do. He never Doing something that betrays the alliance. The only explanation for what he is doing now is that he knows something but cannot tell me due to some circumstances."

"How about asking him directly?" Wojin suggested.

Thrall seemed to be talking to himself: "No! It's useless to ask. The reason why he informed us through Varian is that he didn't want to talk to me directly. According to the inference, it must be a problem with our tribe..."

Vol'jin reminded: "What was the first phase of the original plan?"

Varok: "Launch attacks from multiple directions together. However, the west side where the terrain is unfavorable is mainly long-range attacks. The southeast and northeast directions are the main attacks. After the Forsaken troops in the southeast broke through the iron wall and dam defense line, they turned to attacks. Scourge City on the eastern highlands of Icecrown Glacier. In the northeast, the Ulduar Iron Forces block the troops that may come from Desolation Gate and Death Gate. My troops go from north to south, and King Wrynn's alliance troops go from east to Go west through the Lodrassil Trail and attack the Scourge City from three directions."

Thrall was a little unhappy: "It was originally a three-party attack. The Alliance suddenly stopped its troops. Wouldn't this mean that the Forsaken troops were sent to deliver food?"

"What if..." Wo'jin suddenly thought of something, but when he saw Thrall's face, and then thought of Thrall's efforts to unify the tribe's various races, he suddenly became discouraged: "Forget it, it's nothing."

Thrall had doubts, but he was so focused on the overall situation that he didn't have many additional ideas.

"I'm going to find Duke. Varok, your people continue to attack Scourge City from the north. The Horde will not abandon friendly forces, and Anastrian's men must not be allowed to face the elites of the Scourge alone."

"Understood!" Varok punched his chest.

The tribal army on the northeast road set off. In order to catch up with the progress, Varok even asked his son Dranosh to lead the elite of the Blackstone clan to set off first.

Although the orcs of the Blackstone Clan don't like this extremely cold climate, as a clan that once had its territory in the mountains, their ability to cross mountains and ridges is quite strong.

Here, Sal found Duke.

"Tell me, why did Varian troops stop advancing from the northeast?"

"We found that there was an error in a batch of artillery shells. This batch of artillery shells, which were not suitable for use in severe cold climates, were mistakenly transported to the front line. If the Union troops launched an attack without heavy artillery cover, they would in vain increase unnecessary casualties. I strongly recommend that your troops also cease their troops." Duke was originally the best actor in Azeroth, so he lied without drafting at all.

"Is it true?" Thrall pressed.

Duke shrugged, looking like 'you guessed it'.

Sal's inner uneasiness became more intense. But no matter what he said, Duke just couldn't get enough of it. The most they can do is agree to push Dalaran forward and send out as many flying fleets as possible. Unfortunately, due to troop allocation problems, more battleships could not be sent when besieging the Scourge City.

A cloud of uneasiness hangs over the entire coalition.

At two o'clock in the afternoon on March 15, the Forsaken army and Dranosh's orc troops that overcame the iron wall dam defense faced each other across the city from the majestic Scourge City to the south and north.

Scourge City - This large city located in the eastern part of Icecrown Glacier is an important fulcrum for Alsace to rule the entire region. There is a huge magic leyline here, second only to Icecrown Fortress.

Unlike Duke's previous life, perhaps because the coalition forces put too much pressure on the Lich King, Arthas used this magic leyline to create an extremely sharp giant magic circle. Since last winter, there have been terrible force ten winds blowing here every day.

A tornado ice storm that never moves, always surrounds the Scourge City.

Looking at the majestic city in front of him, Anastrian glanced at the city of Dalaran that followed the army of the Forsaken to this airspace. The Sun King directly contacted Kael'thas.

"Your Excellency, Kirin Tor Chancellor, please immediately order the use of Dalaran's magic cannon to bombard Scourge City and weaken its shields." Anastrian's title was very businesslike, leaving Kaizi unable to find fault.

Facing his dead mother, Kaizi's feelings are extremely complicated. But after so many years of experience, suffering, and being redeemed by Duke, Kael'thas had already looked away: "Your Excellency Anastrian Sunstrider, don't you have to wait for the main force of the tribe?"

"No need. I am a powerful undead. I can clearly sense that Arthas has abandoned this place, and the undead inside are not the main force of the Scourge. Our current strength is enough."

"Now that you say so, I have no objection as an ally. In 15 minutes, Dalaran will launch an attack. Please judge the timing of the attack by yourself."

The two fathers and sons, who clearly had the same blood, ended their exchange in a way of getting along with each other as passers-by.