If there is strategic clarity, the tactical aspect is very varied.

The combined forces of humans and elves breathed a sigh of relief after it became clear that their main task was to cover the retreat of all the inhabitants of Quel'Thalas within a radius of a hundred miles.

The reason is very simple, I am not confident that I can beat you, I am sure that you will not be able to beat me.

Although the morale of the soldiers was somewhat shaken, the victorious mentality of the soldiers never changed.

I just don't want to fight, I want to kill you in minutes.

Carlos didn't care what happened on Aurelia's side, but on the human side, the soldiers heard the wind, and after finishing this ticket, everyone went home.

Oh, it's finally coming to an end, I can go back to my hometown and get married, come, here's a picture of my daughter, young man, let's take a look.

Because of the acquiescence of the upper echelons, the soldiers understood that this was the last battle, a not too severe defensive battle of resistance.

At the tactical meeting, Carlos vetoed everyone's defense proposal and developed a defense plan that seemed strange to everyone.

Carlos demanded that all the elven rangers be dispatched to start a special operation from a hundred miles away, except for the necessary forces to organize and demobilize the civilians. Don't seek to kill the enemy, but to disrupt it, you have to fight for more than ten seconds a minute, delay time to the maximum, and it would be better if you could burn the logistics materials of Zujin's army.

One of Aurelia's subordinates retorted, "The Eternal Song Forest provides us elves with abundant supplies, and the same is true for trolls, so it doesn't make much sense to burn them. ”

"Aurelia, please send this guy to evacuate, I don't want to see him." Carlos said arbitrarily.

"No problem."

"Marshal?"

"This coalition army, His Majesty Carlos is the supreme marshal, please be quiet."

Aurelia's men looked at his superiors in disbelief, and finally held their breath and apologized to Carlos: "Your Majesty, please forgive me for being rude. Allow me to stay and fight. ”

"Shut up and listen, I'm giving orders, there's no room for your nonsense!"

Carlos slashed with the elves, but all he could see was his own men.

It was almost the first time that everyone had seen His Majesty the King so domineering, as well-behaved as babies waiting for milk.

Carlos continued to lay out his strategy.

Planned. The Elven Ranger's obstruction, at a minimum, could hinder an army of two thousand trolls for three days.

Using this time, the humans will build the first line of fortifications in the area where they are currently stationed, and Carlos is even more frenzied to have Aurelia gather all the few mages who have volunteered to join the army.

"This fortification is a big trap, I ask you to personally command your mages, and place the gunpowder I have brought here safely, when we abandon the first fortification, the trolls must be afraid to see our fortifications!"

Carlos revealed that he still had close to a thousand kilograms of black powder hidden. Even Tulayan and his generals are in the dark, His Majesty the King is so deeply hidden!

"With all due respect, Your Majesty, there is enough gunpowder for us to launch a massive fire attack, so why defend it so much?" Aslan. Qi An asked puzzled.

"Get out of here and dig the fortifications, immediately, immediately!" Carlos glared at his general.

"But ......"

"Now. Get out. ”

Aslan. Qi An wanted to say something, but his majesty was speechless. Flicked his sleeves and left the meeting place.

"I repeat one last time, now I don't need your opinion, you just need to obey orders."

The king's arrogance and domineering shocked everyone, as a confidant Aslan. Qi An was ruthlessly reprimanded by Carlos, and everyone straightened their postures and straightened their waists. Silently listened to Carlos's arrangement.

Now that the coalition camp was the core of the first line of defense, and seven small outposts would be built around it, Carlos demanded that the first line of defense be held for at least three days, after which the defenders could retreat unconditionally.

The second line of defense. Carlos asked the elves to provide a guide to destroy all the water sources between the camp and Maple Creek Valley, using the precious time now and the time that the first line of defense held out after the battle to place a large number of traps on the main road.

"But Carlos, trolls are also good jungle hunters, so this is not very useful, and after the war, these traps and destruction ......"

"It's almost impossible to get over now, are you still thinking about the future?"

Because it was Aurelia who spoke, Carlos was patient and didn't get mad.

"I'm sorry, you continue."

"Then, in Maple Creek Valley, Tulayan, please go and form a third line of fortifications, and I will allocate you another thousand men."

"Carlos, are you dividing our forces too much by dividing our forces like this?"

After listening to Carlos's strategy, Tulayan couldn't help but frown.

Even if the coalition army fought hard for several battles, there were still more than 5,000 people, and even if Zujin recruited the army again, it would not exceed 10,000.

Trolls have come from afar, and the coalition forces are backed by the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas, so as long as the tactics are right, it is not impossible to fight head-on.

On the other hand, Carlos's tactics completely gave up the head-on battle, even if it was space for time, just so that Aurelia could evacuate the scattered High Elves.

Tulayan didn't think that Carlos would be timid before he frightened, so there was a deep worry hidden in it. What Carlos was worried about, Tulayan couldn't guess.

"That's right, the more dispersed, the better, our purpose is to smoothly help the inhabitants of the Kingdom of Quel'Salas scattered in the Yongge Forest to retreat, with this purpose as a starting point, is there any loophole in my plan?"

Carlos stared earnestly into Tulayan's eyes.

After careful thought, Tulayan shook his head.

"Aside from my fear that the trolls' attack will be too ferocious, your plan is good, and I can't find a loophole in the arrangement. But in implementation, it's hard to say. ”

"This is true of any plan, the more steps that are made, the more precise they are, the more likely it is to go wrong in the process of implementation, so I will give the defense troops a time limit and leave when the time comes, so there is no problem, right?"

In response to Tulayan's concerns, Carlos replied.

"No problem."

After thinking about it, Tulayan nodded.

"Thank you, and on behalf of the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas and all the Queldore Elves, I thank you for your selfless help."

Aurelia stood up. He took a few steps back and bowed to all the humans present.

The elves present saw that their leaders had made a gesture and bowed one after another.

The human generals simply stood up and calmly accepted the High Elves' thanks.

"And Carlos, what is the code name for this battle?"

Tulayan asked.

"Triple Rashomon."

Carlos looked up at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

After the meeting ended, Aurelia found Carlos. Tulayan was also spotted on the side.

"Carlos, what are you thinking, so authoritarian, it's not your style."

Aurelia's voice was charming, if a little hoarse.

"And what style should I have?"

Carlos asked rhetorically.

"Forget it, don't fight this, there is no big problem with your plan, you are a powerful commander, and you have made a relatively perfect plan alone."

Aurelia didn't come to Carlos for an argument. So lighten the mood with praise first.

"Come on, Carlos, it's just the three of us, tell me, what are you worried about?"

Tulayan asked absent-mindedly, playing with a long strip of fruit.

"I'm worried about Silvermoon City's attitude, I'm worried about Zujin's reaction, I'm worried about the tribe's foreshadowing. I'm worried about the state of the soldiers, I'm worried about what I should be worried about. And it's not my turn to worry about everything. ”

Carlos revealed a trace of exhaustion between the real and the fake.

"Do you need Aurelia to find you an elf girl to relax?"

Tulayan peeled off the fruit and handed it to Carlos, who saw that Carlos shook his head, and ate it himself.

"I think I should help you find a few of our Queldore elves."

Aurelia gave Tulayan a blank look.

"I'm not good at this one."

Tulayan shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

"They're good at this."

Aurelia walked over and tapped Tulayan with her finger.

"Well, don't worry. I'm fine, I want to be alone. ”

Carlos pushed his palm, motioning for Aurelia and Tulayan to leave.

Tulayan and Aurelia looked at each other, silently leaving the space to Carlos alone.

His own appearance has changed history beyond recognition. The preponderance of foresight has begun to fade.

Although Carlos used memories that should not exist for the sake of humanity, for the Alliance, for the Barov family, and for himself, in this real world, Carlos experienced the pain of being a man, being a man, doing things, and doing things.

There should be no flaws, it is impossible for the orc red dragons to be mobilized to Quel'Thalas on a large scale when the battle situation in Sylbride is tight, the historical plan to burn Quel'Thalas cannot be successful, a small number of red dragons are just some large lizard reptiles in front of the high-ranking paladins, and the Knights of the King Sect formed by themselves are not just to deal with these things that are called monsters to ordinary people?

It should be a flawless plan, why are you so uneasy and inexplicably restless in your heart?

It's obvious that you've been deployed layer by layer, so what are you afraid of?

Even if the red dragon enslaved by the orcs comes, it is impossible to destroy the entire army, so what are you afraid of?

Carlos soothed his mind with the light and began to meditate on his knees, trying to calm his inner turmoil.

Carlos in the previous life was a veteran Warcraft player, but he was not a true prophet after all, nor was he a prophet, although as his power gradually increased, an intuition similar to the sixth sense made a warning, but the threat thousands of miles away, how could it be detected by Carlos, who was still a mortal.

In the original history, the alliance rushed to the battle, and finally, the tribe's black ship finally appeared from the edge of the coastline south of the Hillsbrad Hills, and after the tribal orc troops landed, they confronted the alliance's forces, and a major war was about to break out. The Knights led by Sir Lothar were the first to rush into the enemy line, and Lothar's strength itself should not be underestimated, but Uther showed a strong power of Holy Light, and Tulayan also performed well in the face of the first assault, and the three led the Knights to tear through the orc defense line one by one, and finally safely escaped from the orc encirclement of them. In this battle, Tulayan showed good judgment and admirable courage to dismantle the raid of the horde's ogres. He also successfully defeated the Warlock troops of the Horde. As a result of the Alliance's heroic efforts, the course of the orc army that had forced the landing was reversed, and a large group of men and horses were diverted to the road to Hinterland.

When the orc forces stepped into Hinterland, the first to bear the brunt of it were the Hammer Dwarves on Eagle's Nest Mountain, thanks to the immediate reinforcements of Lothar and Tulayan's troops, as well as the forest terrain. The orc army had to march in small groups, which also allowed the Alliance army to successfully repel the Horde.

After the exchange of intelligence between the two sides, Lothar realized that this was a ploy by the tribe. The Hammer of Doom used this orc force to divert the main force of the Alliance, and he planned to lead the main force over the mountains to Quel'Thalas, fulfill the covenant with the troll leader Zujin, and plan to attack the kingdom of Lordaeron directly west after taking Quel'Thalas. Knowing that her home was about to become a target, Aurelia was anxious to return to Silvermoon City to inform her compatriots. Furthermore. Kudran agreed to join the war, and Lothar split half of his forces, assigning Khadgar and Tulayan to Quel'Salas to help defend him, while he stayed in Hinterland to sweep away possible orc threats.

In this life, because of the Hinterland Revenge War launched by the Alterac Kingdom, the relationship between humans and the Brute Hammer Dwarves is far better than the relationship in the same period, and the timing of the Brute Hammer Dwarves to participate in the war is much earlier than the original history. And because of the war, a series of fortified posts left behind by the Alterac army in Hinterland became the Vanguard Tower of the Brutehammer Dwarves.

Whereas. The Alliances of this world have dealt with better than the original historical Alliances, leaving the main force of the Horde trapped in the middle of Hilbride all the time.

And Carlos successfully defused the Alterac crisis. The Horde does not have access to the north, so they can only choose to engage in a bloody battle like a meat grinder with the Alliance in Hilbride.

It stands to reason that it should be invulnerable.

However, Carlos forgot one thing.

Where there is oppression, there is resistance.

Besides, the Troll Branch Clan is a clan that holds grudges.

When the Orcs of the Wetlands, led by the Evil Branch Clan's guides, landed on the beach east of Hinterland, the Orc Overseers asked dissatisfiedly, "Can't we just go to Quel'Thalas?" Why climb a mountain? Orc warriors are never afraid of any difficulty, but Colramar hates climbing. ”

"Because your fleet is no match for the elves. If you log in to Quel'Thalas, you will be sent by the elves to feed the fish at sea. The troll guide replied.

"Okay, so how long will it take us to get there?" Colramar sensibly accepted reality.

"Fifteen to twenty days, let your men rest first, the Evil Tooth Clan will provide you with food. Then we need to destroy the observation posts of the nearby dwarves. The troll guide replied.

"Work first, eat later!" Colramar shouted.

"No, our Evil Tooth Clan won't be able to deal with even a few dwarves." The Broken Tooth Patriarch of the Vicious Tooth Clan stepped out of the bushes behind the beach after confirming that he was an orc of the tribe.

"How many orcs are coming?" The Broken Tooth Patriarch asked the trolls of the Evil Branch Clan in troll language.

"Four thousand or five thousand, they have a limited number of ships, but on the other side of the sea, I have seen at least tens of thousands of orcs, and it seems that the tribe is a trustworthy force."

The two trolls talked.

"What are you nagging about?" Coramar yelled in displeasure.

"The allies of the Evil Tooth Clan say they've disposed of the dwarven observation posts, and now you and your army just need to eat." The guide replied.

"It's good, the Great Chief is waiting for good news from us, eat, attack! Zogesh, where are you? ”

"I'm dealing with our trebuchets, Lord Overseer."

"Hell, do you want to carry that thing over the hills? Throw it on the boat, now let's go to dinner, and help me find a pair of loose boots by the way, this damn mountain road. ”

"Yes, sir."

Orc Overseer Koramar and his lieutenant Zogersh have a conversation.

Far away in Hillbride, Orgrim counted the time and signaled that his men could act, an attack on Dunhold Castle was about to start, a triple offensive, can the guys in the alliance catch it?

The Great Chief of the Tribe thought proudly. (To be continued......)