Chapter 322: Holy Light, That XX Worth OO!

War, war has never changed.

The battle for the Saldo Bridge is still raging. How humans and dwarves used their special terrain to block the orcs in the first place, and how the tribe now blocks the alliance.

What, you ask, why not attack from the direction of the wetlands?

Because you can't beat it!

The crushing defeat of the Wetlands Expeditionary Force shocked the entire Union military.

The expeditionary force of 3,000 men set out from the port of Minethil and spent almost a month detouring, preparing to flank the friendly forces north of the Saldo Bridge, bursting the chrysanthemums of the tribal defenders.

The plan was perfect.

Synergy is perfect.

The alliance advantage is great.

The Coalition rushed up.

The alliance wrapped up a circle.

The league played GG.

The troops to the north were still blocked north of the Saldo Bridge, and the Wetlands Expeditionary Force was almost wiped out in a bloody battle, and when the remnants of less than a hundred men were defeated and fled back to Coalition-controlled territory, the bigwigs woke up from the blind frenzy of liberating Elwyn for three months.

At that moment, they recalled the fear of being dominated by orcs.

Afterwards, the spies repeatedly reconnoitred and confirmed that there were definitely no more than 5,000 orcs in the gambling bridge, and the captured orc captives were repeatedly tortured, and the information obtained also confirmed that the orcs did not use any conspiracy and tricks, and completely defeated the 3,000 people of the expeditionary force in a head-on battle.

Although Lothar and the bigwigs of all parties coincidentally blocked the news downward, Carlos's wetland camp was the first stop of the rout, and he was still informed by his subordinates.

"It's a terrible loss."

Looking at the report of the battle that recorded the descriptions of the surviving soldiers, Carlos couldn't help but shake his head.

The alliance got a little carried away.

Hilbride's victory boosted morale and confidence in the league.

It's good that morale is high, but it's not so good to be confident.

It is true that the front and rear flanking is a very practical tactic, but in the ghost terrain of the Saldo Bridge, the front and rear flanking has a use, using 3,000 tired troops to attack the solid offensive of 5,000 orcs...... Did the guy who made this plan have Ko Yoneda in his head?

On the level of combat, it was a painful defeat, a complete defeat, and the orcs once again proved their individual combat power to crush the humans.

If we look at it from the level of campaign and strategy, this defeat is insignificant and insignificant.

Although this statement is very sorry for the soldiers who died for the sake of the Alliance, it is true.

War is blind and conformist.

Think about it, dozens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of independent individuals, no matter what name they put together, the ultimate goal is to kill another group of people.

This is war.

Although Orgrim lost the battle in the Hillbride Hills, the orc tribe was still stronger than the Alliance in terms of overall strength. Even if you don't count the orcs of Draenor, the orcs who came to Azeroth through the Dark Gate alone are a force to be reckoned with. If the Horde were to reinforce the wetlands as soon as they heard of the failure of their Great Chieftain's Northern Expedition, then the entire Eastern Kingdom, an iron curtain separating the strait, would fall, and humanity would have to accept the fact that they had been in confrontation with the orcs across the sea for a long time.

However, the tribe is not monolithic.

In fact, the orcs alone, there are contradictions between clans, coupled with a thousand strange servant armies and chaotic entanglements of individual interests, and the ability to maintain the form of the organization of the "tribe" is also because of the existence of a common enemy - humans.

The resolute resistance of Elwin's Stormwind Kingdom shocked the orcs deeply.

Ancestral souls, that enemy deserves a fight―――――― for most orcs, encountering humans on the battlefield is probably such a mental activity.

The orcs who were willing to follow the Great Chieftain on the Northern Expedition all went, and were killed by Erdan. YAN Zu. Gu was sold, so the ones who stayed had some ideas.

Orgrim's crisscrossing in Lordaeron has awakened the minds of humanity, and the alliance is now in Anduin. Lothar's dominance is unbreakable, and with every minute and every second, the power of the alliance grows.

And the Horde, although in terms of overall strength, is still in an overwhelming position, both in terms of individual combat effectiveness and the number of soldiers, even after the crushing defeat of Hilbride, it is still far superior to the Alliance.

However, it must be emphasized that war is never a numbers game. Otherwise, everyone counts directly, who has more people counts who wins, and what kind of strength is there.

Now Orgrim's worst enemy...... It seems to be still human.

Ogrim's biggest trouble at the moment is internal strife.

Even if Carlos is not a time-traveler, it is not difficult to understand the mystery.

Just from the mouths of the orc captives, it is clear that the tribe is a clan unity. In the earliest days, in response to the threat of the Draenei, the chiefs of the various clans formed tribes under the tandem of the shaman mentor Naozu.

However, in the aftermath of the Shattrath massacre, doubts have been raised as the orcs have discovered that the Draenei are not ready to destroy the orcs, as Neozu claims.

But the side effects of demonic blood began to show, and the desire to fight inhibited rational thinking.

With the thrill of conquest, enslavement, battle and a wider living space, the orcs have tasted the sweetness of violence.

In order to rebel against Kil'Gardan's control, Naozu faded out of the sight of the nascent tribe and put himself in a transcendent position, but Neozu's ambitious student Gul'dan took the initiative to contact the fraudster Kilgadan. After receiving the forbidden powers and knowledge that Kil'gardan had bounced, Gul'dan promoted the integration of the tribes.

The Thunder King clan was defeated, the Shadow Moon clan was divided, and all orc clans who were unwilling to join the tribe were treated cruelly.

by its own kind.

The orcs who came to Azeroth, with the Blackstone clan being the most powerful.

But the defeat of Orgrim's Northern Expedition and the defeat of Red. The black hand's plot behind his back made the Blackstone clan lose its majesty to deter other clans.

Listen to the tune or not listen to the announcement, this is the dilemma that Orgrim is facing now.

A rash attack may instead become an external pressure condition for the tribe to unite, so it is the real way to win by coming step by step, accumulating strength little by little, and finally crushing the orcs with the power of thunder.

Because when the alliance is preparing for war, the orcs also need to solve the internal chaos of the power struggle.

If you look at it this way, it's not hard to see why the rout of the Wetlands Expeditionary Force is not trivial to the bigger picture.

Because even if the war is won, it will still take two to three months to unblock the supply and transportation lines.

And if you lose, it doesn't matter, it's good to organize another attack in three months.

As long as the wetlands are stuck, the Lokmodan is stuck, and the Danmoro is stuck, the orcs will not be able to turn the sky.

That's why Carlos built a camp in the swamp of the wetlands early on.

Occupy the initiative first, in order to advance and retreat.

"Your Majesty, the time agreed with Bishop Harvigny has come."

The guard knocked on the door, then raised his voice through the panel.

Carlos had instructed that he was not allowed to peep when dealing with classified documents, and the guards faithfully fulfilled Carlos's orders.

"Got it."

Carlos agreed, taking his attention away from the battle briefing, and instead looked at the two sets of clothes on the bed beside him, in a dilemma.

Harvigni is the archbishop priest of the Copperbeard Dwarves of Ironforge, the bearer of the Light of the Dwarven world, and Alonthos. Fao's fanatical brain-dead fans.

After hearing about the birth of the Paladin class, Harvigni was overjoyed and thought that this was simply a tailor-made class for dwarves!

The selfish xenophobia of the birth of humans has allowed humans to firmly grasp the secret of the Paladin's transfer in their own hands.

In addition to the twenty places in the second batch, the alliance only gave three places for the dwarves to train paladins.

When I heard that Carlos, the strongest paladin in the world. Barov came to Ironforge in person, and Harvigny didn't want any status and status, so he sent an appointment to Carlos early, hoping to exchange and discuss his thoughts about the Light.

At the same time, I want to ask Carlos to touch his bones to see if he has the potential to be a paladin.

"Shall I wear the garb of a priest, or shall I wear a formal suit?"

Carlos touched his chin and muttered to himself. (To be continued.) )