(Alliance Leader: Dawn of the Sky 410)

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The historical town of Nanhai was completely destroyed after all.

At this point in time, the town of Nanhai formed a kind of abnormal prosperity.

Thanks to the absolute superiority of the Kurtilas fleet at sea and the high transportation capacity brought by sea, the grain transported from the territory of Andorhar and Stratholme was often transported by ship to the town of South Sea via the northern coast of the Tirisfal Glade, where it was supplied to the front-line troops besieging the walls of Soradin.

By the way, the grain stocks of Tirisfa's territory were basically transported across Lake Lordanmere to Dalaran and then to the front.

The multi-line supply of different regions ensured the smooth flow of logistics, after all, this time it was the alliance that poured out of the nest and pressed the wall of Soladin with nearly half a million troops.

Of course, not all of the 500,000 soldiers were piled up on the front line, and just transporting food could make logistics officers hang themselves.

Lothar adopts a rotational style of play, basically changing a legion after playing one round.

The successful strategy of the [Wetland] area on the other side of the sea did promote the course of the war, but the orcs had no intention of being captured.

The chiefs of the second- and third-rate clans were on the line at this time - they knew that they were not a farming people, and that there was no such thing as food, and if they could not hold the wall of Soladin and retreat to the ruins of Riptide Castle, then they would lose all the hunting grounds in the Arathi Heights, and that would be a real suicide.

Even if Arathi's wild animals are not much gone, with the alliance helping to reduce the number of orc warriors, the food is temporarily so-so.

If the Council of the Thrones was Lothar's sole decision, he would definitely be more steady.

Unfortunately, most of the Allies have a strong desire for revenge, and the Arathi led by Danas Tolbairn have a strong desire to restore the country.

Especially in the case of knowing that the orcs will be cut off and pills sooner or later, this atmosphere of revenge and beating the water dogs has fueled the frenzy among the allies, which is a rhythm that cannot be stopped.

Even Lothar, as the commander-in-chief of the Alliance, had to listen to the advice of the soldiers, and attacked the wall of Soradin almost day and night.

Frankly, with a lot of mortar support, the besieging side and the defenders were probably able to play a 1-1.5 exchange ratio. This is not just a loss, it is a big profit. The normal ratio should be the other way around, 3:1 or more.

The alliance also learned and used it lively, taking advantage of the mortars to suppress the orcs at the head of the city, and the orcs did not have any sharp long-range weapons, so they simply let the people carry the soil and threw sandbags under the wall of Soradin, and forced a dozen dirt slopes about ten meters wide to lead to the city wall.

The orcs are very tenacious, and in the face of the imminent loss of geographical advantages, they still fight to the death with the alliance.

No matter how hard they struggle, it is only a matter of time before they fall.

It is in this context that Lothar seeks some small benefits for his family, is it not too much?

In a bunker by the sea, a group of people waited for McDonald.

In order to land in the Western Wilderness this time, Lothar had already dispatched troops to rest the troops composed of all the remnants of the Stormwind Kingdom, and the army of 50,000 was waiting in the Hillsbrad Hills area.

It would be false to say that Lothar was not nervous, after all, this is all the family resources of the Stormwind Kingdom.

If these people are gone, and the same number of people come out, it will be the rhythm of even the elderly, women and children going to the battlefield.

At the same time, all the people of the Storm Kingdom had excitement in their eyes that could not be concealed.

The big picture is quite favorable to the Stormstorms.

Since the beginning of this year, the main force of the orcs has been destroyed one after another, and each time two or three hundred thousand orcs have been killed.

Battle reports can be blown away, and those orc heads with long fangs will not be faked.

Thanks to a certain god's policy of exchanging silver coins for heads, the alliance's battle report is not watery.

It's useless for the people below to blow it, and you can't get a little money for it.

Everyone thought that Duke Stratholme's small treasury would be exhausted at some point, but now it seems that the Stratholme family's financial resources are really - bottomless!

Everyone knows that the arms dealer surnamed Mai makes money and how much he earns, and people are not obliged to tell you.

Every day, a certain nobleman makes a lot of money by cutting off the heads of orcs, and there is also a certain nobleman who does not pay attention to training soldiers, and his subordinates rush to the city and do not come back, losing all their money.

No one can say anything about this kind of big wave.

But...... The equipment of 50,000 Storm Soldiers is truly visible.

At least the iron armor, iron helmets, shoulder pads, handguards and iron shields of the upper body of the heavy infantry are readily available, and there is no way to fill the lower body with leather armor.

Light infantry at least had a cuirassier of iron armor.

As for the knights, the equipment is all complete.

Of course, it can't be compared with the knights of Stratholme next door, and if you ask Lothar and Vortagen, if you ask Lothar and Vortagen, whether the dukedom is worth it, the answer must be - super value!

I just don't know when to cash in.

"How's the preparation?" McDonald asked with a smile.

"All of them have gone through the heavily armed beach landing training." Boval, the head of the Ouchi, sat on a stool and answered earnestly like a schoolboy answering a teacher's question.

Iron equipment such as armor can rust, especially after soaking in seawater.

In the opposite area of Nanhai Town, let 50,000 soldiers put on armor and practice landing on the beach, and the poor nobles really couldn't afford to practice.

Without the support of Mai Tuhao, he would not dare to practice like this if he killed Bolval.

"Good." McDonald nodded.

"Brother McDonald, will we win this time?" At this age, Varian is simply cute, and he can definitely kill the Earth Master milk group that Mai someone knows.

"There is no battle in this world that is guaranteed to be won. All I can say is that the odds of winning are okay. ”

Well, the conservative estimate of the winning rate is 99.99%, which is really not high! None of them are 100%!

At this time, it was Lothar who poured cold water: "I contacted a rebel army in the fallen area of the Elwyn Forest, and they reported that a large number of dark-skinned orcs have recently entered the Elwyn Forest from the Red Ridge Mountain area, and it seems that they are rushing to the western wilderness area. ”

"Oh? Is Orgrim finally done playing rafting? McDonaln raised an eyebrow, and his quip immediately lightened the mood.

"Hahahaha!"

Lothar played with a life-carved orc chess piece representing the Blackstone Orc Legion and placed it in the Wild West location on the military map.

"It's a pity that the transportation capacity is not enough, otherwise it would be much more comfortable to open the two fronts of [Wetland] and [Western Wilderness] at the same time."

This is something that can't be helped, and the work of shipbuilding is really slow.

In this era, a random battleship, to say the least, will take a year and a half to build, and this is still the case of preparing the keel in advance.

With so much capacity for the Kurtilas fleet, it must be a priority to hit the wetlands and cut off the retreat of the Arathi orcs. Otherwise, all the orcs are piled up in the Southern Continent, guarding a moat similar to Dan Ogaz, who can beat it?

McDonald smiled, "It's okay, we can fight Stormwind first." ”

"Huh?" All the bigwigs were stunned.

The main force of the orcs has passed, isn't this a dead knock?

Lothar, who knew the soldiers, imagined on the spot that his familiar faces would become part of the sea of corpses and blood.

"It's okay, the task of feint attack will be handed over to the [Trident Legion]."

"Uh......" I don't know why, the faces of the cheating father occupy Lothar's entire mind.