Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 374: Three Thousand

This day is not easy!

The battle situation has been reported to Lothar. Lothar, who is knowledgeable about military affairs, also knows how favorable the current situation is for the Alliance.

If Orgrim really led the elite troops to capture Lordaeron, it would undoubtedly be the most fatal blow to the morale of the Alliance. To be honest, the statistics show that hundreds of thousands of people have died in the war so far, and the actual death toll is definitely over a million.

Especially as the lands of various countries fell one after another and countries were destroyed one after another, if the city of Lordaeron, which was the spiritual symbol of the Alliance, fell, the morale of the Alliance would definitely collapse, and the kings of various countries would only care about themselves.

However, Duke managed to hold on to Lordaeron City, and not only did he hold on, he also created an opportunity to annihilate the orcs. This commanding power, this ability to seize opportunities, even Lothar, a veteran commander who had spent the first half of his life in the military, could not compare to him.

If we say that at the beginning of the establishment of the Alliance, Llane and Anduin were determined to die on the charge even if they had to drown while holding on to the ideal of restoring the country, now they truly see the hope of the Stormwind's revival.

the Horde was already weak, and just one more blow would turn it from prosperity to decline, forcing it to switch from the offensive to the defensive.

"Well done!" Llane said softly, but he unconsciously used force with his hands.

Lion's grip strength isn't as strong as Anduin's, but it's not much smaller either.

Duke felt a little pain.

That bastard Anduin glanced meaningfully at Alleria who was waiting nearby, and then said to Duke solemnly, "Duke, it's time for you to exercise."

"Fuck!" Duke cursed.

Almost at the same time, Anduin was almost shot by an arrow made of wind, which just passed over Lothar's head. If a certain commander had not reacted quickly and lowered his head, he would have turned from a handsome man with flowing long hair into a bald man in an instant.

Alleria's noble and elegant demeanor, that smile that would make anyone who saw it feel refreshed... Who would have thought that just now, General Windrunner, who theoretically belonged to the Stormwind, had just attempted to "assassinate" the Alliance commander?

It's over.

The highest-level alliance military meeting was officially convened.

The topic was simple: how to completely wipe out the two invading tribal armies.

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

After Anduin confirmed the battle report once more, he looked up and asked Duke: "Are you sure that the Horde in the west doesn't know about Gul'dan's betrayal?"

Duke shrugged. "I can only say it's a 90% chance. After all, the Horde doesn't have magical communications. And I've asked Kurdran's griffin team to intercept any possible tribal dragon cavalry messengers day and night."

Kurdran's rumbling voice sounded: "My compatriots have done their best. I sent thirty teams to sweep the area in turns, but no dragon cavalry from the Horde was found."

Duke waved his hand to indicate that it was okay. "According to calculations, even Orgrim's main force would not know about Gul'dan's escape until tonight at the earliest. The terrain of the Alterac Mountains is too complicated, and the effect of intercepting the messenger is not very good. However, as long as we can intercept the messenger going to the western front of the Horde..."

At this time, almost all the big guys' eyes lit up.

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

Retreat became almost an inevitable choice.

The point is, the Horde's western legion doesn't know yet!

Grom's men foolishly followed the previous instructions and headed for Lordaeron City, preparing to join forces with the two armies to launch a siege battle.

To be honest, if Gul'dan's two clans were there, with 150,000 elite Horde soldiers plus a large number of two-headed ogres and two-headed ogre mages, and an abnormally strong Gul'dan, it would be hard to say who would win if this lineup fought against the Alliance.

It's completely different now.

The Alliance could fully take advantage of the time difference and, when Orgrim's main force wanted to retreat, gather superior forces and wipe out the Horde's Western Legion in one fell swoop.

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

This is a great opportunity to take revenge on the Horde and even establish a career!

To completely annihilate a tribal front is an unprecedented great honor!

Everyone turned their eager eyes to Anduin.

At this time, Anduin turned his gaze to Duke and said, "If I want you to defend Lordaeron and not let any tribe come to the west of Lordaeron within three days, how many troops will you need?"

Duke raised his hand without thinking, with his five fingers clearly visible.

"Fifty thousand?" Anduin thought it was a little too little, but since Duke said it was okay, it should be fine. In the entire alliance, there was no other commander under his command who could make him so confident. Turalyon was growing very fast, but he was the kind of general who followed the rules. He could do any task assigned to him well, but he could not create surprises, let alone miracles.

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

"No, what I mean is, leave me a squadron of griffon riders, plus Quel'Thalas and my direct ranger and mage teams, a total of 5,000 people will be enough. Any more will just make up the numbers. If you like, just leave 30,000 recruits and 5,000 city guards to me."

The city guards will not be counted as part of the combat power of the alliance leaders. Everyone knows that infantry without strict military training is almost equivalent to delivering food to the elite of the Horde. Of course, some powerful people who have reached the level of champion knights are another matter. freēwēbnovel.com

Orgrim would not watch his entire front army being annihilated. Even if they really wanted to break out, the deterrent power of a 150,000 orc elite breaking out was completely different from that of a 50,000 orc elite breaking out.

It is conceivable that even if Orgrim retreated, he would definitely find a way to pass through the north of Lordaeron City, join Grom's Western Legion, and leave in a grand manner. Without a complete blocking defense line, the Alliance could only send this 150,000 elite tribes out of the northern continent like a farewell to the king.

As for when to counterattack the southern continent, only God knows.

Now, Duke actually boasted that five thousand people would be enough?

There was a sudden commotion in the conference room.

Duke sighed and said, "Well, let me show you my new product from my weapons workshop - Three Thousand Deaths Type A."