Chapter 398: Lying Down to Win (Part 1)

In the woods not far from the battlefield in front of Silvermoon City, several orc scouts were watching the scene in front of them.

The mystics in the tribe are mainly warlocks, supplemented by shamans. All the double-headed ogre mages are pure elemental attack mages. They are not like the human kingdom of Dalaran, which cost two thousand A complete set of magic civilization has been developed over the years.

The Horde does not have magical messages. In terms of message delivery, it is still in the era of short-distance running and messengers. No one in the Horde thought there was a problem with this. On the contrary, Orgrim was very satisfied with adding Red Dragon to the team of news express recently.

Now the scouts got what they wanted quickly.

When the scouts caught up with Orgrim, they reported to the warchief how the high elves could simply and effectively let those arcane guards who could hardly even walk steadily deliver food, and then how the elf rangers were able to throw spears that were almost indistinguishable to the naked eye. Orgrim let out a long sigh after the precise use of dodging skills in the rain, and finally the battle ended with the troll's 'big victory'.

"There will always be someone who will pay a terrible price for their stupidity. It was us before, and now it is the troll... But at least I am sure that the Duke in Silvermoon City is indeed in command."

Several tribal chiefs who were walking slowly beside Orgrim nodded, saying 'Yes! Duke's so sinister' face of approval.

If the main force of the tribe retreated and the elves severely injured the main force of the trolls as soon as they came up, maybe Zujin would wake up and rush back pitifully to hug the tribe's thigh. In this way, no matter how bad Zujin was, he could still bring 20,000 to 30,000 trolls who were good at throwing spears to the tribe.

It's a pity that Duke didn't give Orgrim a chance at all.

If the main force of the orcs didn't leave, Duke suppressed the high elves, refusing to attack the trolls.

Don't the trolls want to win? Hey, I send you some toys that are about to be scrapped every day, and coax those stupid trolls into thinking that they can really win.

But the Horde can't wait, and Orgrim doesn't know how long Grom Hellscream can last. Moreover, Duke's reinforcements have already begun to enter Eversong Forest. Keeping a safe distance of at least 150 kilometers from the main force of the tribe, they detoured towards Silvermoon City from the west of the forest.

It's not that Orgrim didn't think of ambushing the support army. When he knew that Duke had transferred the fleet of the Stormwind Kingdom to the west coast of Eversong Forest, Orgrim knew that the tribe was here again. There is no chance at all.

Between the orc army and the human reinforcements, there are still mountains and plains, an army of super annoying early warning robots...

Ten thousand steps back, no matter how bad it is, the human reinforcements are really ambushed by the tribe, and they can retreat towards the sea under the cover of the warship's cannon!

The ghosts say that your tribe has no sea rights.

"Duke Marcus, it would be great if you were an orc..." After sighing softly to himself, Orgrim raised his head and said without looking back: "Let's go. One day we will The whole world will be wiped out, and every human, elf, and dwarf will be prostrate at the feet of the orcs."

Although the Battle of Quel'Thalas gave Orgrim a sense of anticlimax, the use of human tactics and strategies, especially Duke's military tactics, seemed to open a door to a wider world for him. Orgrim felt that he had benefited a lot from the gate of the realm.

It is not only Orgrim who has benefited a lot, Kael'thas is the same.

For three days in a row, while listening to the report of the ranger team about the main force of the orcs evacuating, while watching the trolls playing monkey games below, not only Kael'thas, but even the high elves defending the city began to have a spontaneous sense of superiority up.

In order to attack the city, the trolls have to say that they are also working very hard.

The Horde does leave all the siege tools to the trolls, but there are many things that the trolls can't play with.

For example, Goron’s giant siege vehicle is at least ten or eight meters tall. With this iron siege vehicle that looks like a huge wheel, the fifteen-meter-high, seemingly tall city walls of Silver Moon City are like building blocks. Fragile. If you switch to a troll, you can't even push it.

Trolls can only use some more conventional siege weapons.

It's a pity that every time they are about to approach the city wall, Silvermoon City will directly open the door and let the dogs go. Oh, it is to let the arcane guards come out to counterattack. Regardless of whether there is less arcane guard in the end, it works well, anyway, the momentum is scary enough.

There are also fierce people like the four Windrunner sisters and members of the Silvermoon Council at the top of the city. If the trolls dare to really attack the city, the elves dare to massacre.

Anyway, the elves only defended but not attacked like this, carrying it for a full three days.

On the morning of the third day, the moment of the decisive battle came.

Countless squads of soldiers came out of the barracks in Silvermoon City, walked quietly through the streets, and gathered into a torrent. They almost filled all the streets and alleys, squares and roads near the south gate of Silvermoon City.

On the widest square, the most elite guards lined up in several huge square formations.

And at the front of the phalanx, three rows of arcane guards were neatly arranged, which were of a completely different type from the previous three days, bigger and more majestic. In front of the arcane guards, a large amount of thick armor with slender steel spikes has been installed, and the arcane guards have completely become a war machine, not an arcanist guarding the house. guard.

And the light-moving elf ranger even covered the roofs of almost all the houses on the side of the square.

Originally, every high-level elf did not approve of this risky counterattack proposed by Kael'thas. Even if the main force of the orcs left, there were still more than 50,000 trolls outside, and more trolls were swarming from all over the continent of Lordaeron to participate in this revenge against the high elves.

However, when Duke secretly took Anasterian and Kael'thas to a forest west of Silvermoon City, the Sunstrider father and son immediately understood Duke's deep meaning.

The eight hundred griffin knights led by the Wildhammer dwarf king Kurdran himself are the greatest insurance!

If anything, these griffins can definitely run out at critical moments to teach the trolls to be human.

This kind of lying win is almost used to brush your face, isn't it the best way to restore the reputation of the Sun Chaser's Wang family?

Leaving a few confidants by Kurdran's side, both as liaison officers and as surveillance, the Sun King brazenly promoted this big counterattack.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuujin

The gate of Silvermoon City opened again.

Unlike the previous few times, as if afraid of trolls taking the opportunity to rush in, only one door was opened.

This time, the seven doors opened together.

Like the water flowing slowly over the embankment, the torrent of high elves rushed out of Silvermoon City.

Every troll was dumbfounded.