Chapter 446 [Three Thousands of Your Life]

This day is not easy!

The battle situation has been reported to Lothar, and Lothar, who knows the soldiers, also knows how beneficial the current situation is to the alliance.

If Orgrim really led the elite to capture the city of Lordaeron, it would undoubtedly be the most fatal blow to the morale of the alliance. To be honest, hundreds of thousands of people have died in the war according to statistics, but the actual death toll is definitely over one million.

In particular, the lands of various countries have fallen one after another, and one country after another has been destroyed. If the city of Lordaeron, which is the spiritual symbol of the alliance, falls, the morale of the alliance will definitely collapse, and the kings of various countries will only care about themselves more.

However, the city of Lordaeron was defended by Duke. Not only did it hold, but it also created a chance to wipe out the orcs. This kind of dominance, this ability to seize opportunities, is even inferior to Lothar, a veteran commander who has been immersed in the military for the first half of his life.

If we say that at the beginning of the alliance, Ryan and Anduin had the mentality that even if they cling to the ideal of restoring the country, they would die on the road of charge, but now they really see the hope of the revival of the Stormwind Kingdom.

The tribe is already weakened, only one blow is needed to turn the tribe from prosperity to decline, from offensive to defensive.

"Good job!" Ryan said softly, but unconsciously exerted force on his hands.

Ryan's hand strength was not as strong as Anduin's, nor was it much smaller.

Duke is in a bit of pain.

The bastard Anduin cast a deep glance at Aurelia who was waiting nearby, and said solemnly to Duke, "Duke, it's time for you to exercise."

"Damn it!" Duke cursed in a low voice.

Almost at the same moment, Anduin was almost hit by an arrow, and a flying arrow made of wind just passed over Lothar's head. If it wasn't for a certain commander-in-chief who reacted quickly and lowered his head, he might have changed from a handsome man with flowing long hair to a bald man in an instant.

Alleria's noble and elegant demeanor, the smile that makes everyone feel like a spring breeze... Who would have thought that just now, this general Windrunner who theoretically belonged to the Stormwind Kingdom, just did an 'assassination' as the alliance commander move?

It's over.

The highest-level alliance military meeting was officially held.

The topic is very simple, how to wipe out the two invading tribal armies.

At the same time that Anduin arrived at the city of Lordaeron, Grom Hellscream's Horde army had already moved to a place less than 30 kilometers west of the city of Lordaeron. Of course, the Southern Silver Pine Forest Army led by Lothar was also 30 kilometers behind this tribal army.

After confirming the battle report again, Anduin raised his head and asked Duke, "Are you sure the tribe to the west doesn't know about Gul'dan's betrayal?"

Duke shrugged: "I can only say a 90% chance. After all, the Horde does not have magical messages. And I have ordered Kurdran's griffin team to intercept possible Horde dragoon messengers day and night."

Kurdran's rumbling voice sounded: "My compatriots did their best. I sent 30 squads to sweep in turn, but I didn't find any dragoons from the tribe."

Duke waved his hand to show that it didn't matter: "According to calculations, even Orgrim's main force will not know about Gul'dan's escape until tonight at the earliest. The terrain of the Alterac Mountains is too complicated. The effect is not good. However, as long as we can intercept the messenger going to the western front of the tribe..."

At this time, the eyes of almost all the bosses lit up.

There are no fools here, and anyone can imagine how the morale will be hit when the main force of Orgrim near the Alterac Mountains in the east knows Gul'dan's betrayal.

Retreat has almost become an inevitable choice.

The point is, the tribe's Western Legion doesn't know yet!

Grom's people foolishly followed the previous instructions and went to Lordaeron City, preparing for the two armies to join up for a siege battle.

To be honest, if those two clans of Gul'dan were there. The tribe's 150,000 elite plus a large number of two-headed ogres and two-headed ogre mages, as well as an abnormally strong Gul'dan, this lineup will fight the alliance, and it is really unclear who will win.

It's completely different now.

The Alliance was able to take advantage of the time gap. When Orgrim's main force wanted to retreat, it gathered its superior forces and devoured the Horde's Western Legion in one bite.

In this way, the entire Tirisfal Glades can be prevented from being damaged, and Lordaeron and the Alliance will have more confidence to launch a counterattack.

This is a great opportunity to avenge the tribe and even make contributions!

Annihilating a tribal army in an organized way is an unprecedented honor!

Everyone turned eager eyes to Anduin.

At this time, Anduin instead turned his attention to Duke: "If I want you to stick to Lordaeron City and not let any tribe come to the west of Lordaeron City within three days, how many troops do you need?"

Almost without thinking, Duke raised a slap, with five fingers clearly in sight.

"Fifty thousand?" Anduin thought it was a little less, but since Duke said yes, it should be no problem. In the entire league, there is no other commander under his command who can make him feel so at ease. Turalyon grew up very quickly, but Turalyon was the kind of general who followed the steps. He could do just fine with any task, but he couldn't create surprises, let alone miracles.

In the next second, Duke forced everyone to face up to his miraculous aura.

"No, what I mean is, leave me a squadron of Griffon Knights, plus Quel'Thalas and my ranger team and mage team directly under my control, a total of 5,000 people is enough. No matter how many people are, they can make up the number. If you like, just keep 30,000 recruits and 5,000 city guards for me."

City guards will not be included in the scope of combat power by the alliance bosses. Everyone knows that infantry who have not undergone strict military formation training are almost equivalent to delivering food to the elite of the upper tribe. Of course, some great people who have reached the level of champion knights are another matter.

Orgrim will not watch his entire front army wiped out. Even if they really wanted to break through, the breakthrough of 150,000 elite orcs was completely different from the breakthrough of 50,000 people in terms of deterrence.

It can be imagined that even if Orgrim retreats, he must find a way to pass through the north of Lordaeron City, join Grom's Western Legion, and leave in a grand manner. In the absence of a complete blocking line of defense, the alliance may only be able to send this elite tribe of 150,000 people out of the northern continent like sending off a king.

As for when to counterattack the southern continent, that is really God knows.

Now, Duke actually boasted that 5,000 people would be enough?

There was a sudden commotion in the meeting room.

Duke sighed: "Okay, let me show you the new product of my weapon workshop——[I want you to kill 3000 Type A]."

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