The campaign was first started by the allies.

Lothar mobilized 471 eight-pounder cannons to preset the ambush position, and the backbone members of the Iron Horse Brotherhood and the surviving veterans of Stormwind City fled without chaos, perfectly acting as a decoy, and the full ten minutes of shelling buried the tribe's 3,000 pursuers. The Iron Horse Brotherhood's return rifle even beat the devastated orcs to pieces, and in this battle, the orcs suffered 5,000 casualties.

However, it is of no avail.

In other battlefields, the ratio of human to tribal battle losses is still above three to one.

The Great Legion fought, and the humans still couldn't resist the collective attack of the orcs. There is even a saying that "orcs are less than a thousand, and a thousand are invincible".

So some people began to accuse Lothar, who is the commander-in-chief of the alliance, and accused Lothar of why he didn't continue to insist on guerrilla tactics and continue to compete with the orcs for bloodletting.

"Stupid, you idiots!"

Lothar shrugged off slander from the middle ranks, and as long as the king and his soldiers believed in him, the alliance was unbreakable.

But after receiving an order from the commander of the legion to retreat for the enemy, Anduin. Lothar was still heartbroken and furious.

"There is no frontal main force against the enemy, where do you come from any guerrilla tactics! Everyone is scattered, waiting for the horde army to run over all the way! Stupid, stupid! The airtight encirclement net has opened such a big gap, at least five thousand orcs have been able to get out, five thousand orcs! How many troops are we going to use to defend against these 5,000 orcs behind us? I'm going to take him to court-martial! I don't care whose relatives he is! I don't care where he is! Poor soldiers mislead the country! ”

Lothar's accusation was filled with tears, and everyone who heard it was gloomy.

After four months of planning and preparation, and the sacrifice of countless soldiers, Lothar completed the encirclement of the main force of the tribe.

No matter how high the tribe's individual strength is, the narrow combat area determines that there will always be only so many people in a head-to-head battle, and the alliance's strength advantage will eventually turn into victory after time brewing. Even if the tribe wanted to break through, it could only retreat in the direction of the coast. In this way, the strategic posture is very good for the alliance!

It's a pity that no matter how good Lothar's strategy is, he can't help his soldiers not to die.

With only 30 percent casualties, the garrison gave up the solid offensive and retreated more than 20 miles, tearing a large gap in the encirclement network. By the time the follow-up troops arrived to support, judging from the traces, at least five thousand orc troops had already left.

"Lord Marshal, pay attention to your body, the matter has come to this, let's find a way." In order to coordinate the offensive by land and sea, Dai Lin did not stay on his COCO, but accompanied Lothar.

"What a failure! The essence of this campaign is all about deceiving the enemy and luring the enemy, advancing by sea and land. The orcs of the tribe thought that they had the upper hand in battle, so I lured them deep and destroyed them with artillery strikes, so as to complete the encirclement and block the enemy when his decision was uncertain. At the same time, the navy feints during the day and helps the wind to attack the camp south at night, destroying its foothold. The orc tribe does not know the beauty of the sea breeze and currents, and must be defenseless, so that the enemy who crosses the sea will have no place to stand, and it is only a matter of time before the enemy is completely annihilated.

But, but, these 5,000 orcs have come out of trouble, what troops do you want me to use to defend, and what troops do you want me to use to block? All the soldiers who died for this plan died in vain! Lothar's words were quick and urgent, and the whole person seemed to be out of strength, and helpless tears slipped down the wrinkles on his face.

In less than two years, the regent of the Stormwind Kingdom seemed to be ten years older, and deep wrinkles crept up on Lothar's still prime face.

"Marshal, don't you still have an ambush in Talenmir? Pull it back and save it! Tulayan said in the city.

As Lothar's adjutant, Tulayan had a clear map of the alliance's military strength in his heart, and after hearing the bad news, Tulayan, who had become a qualified soldier, quickly thought about all the troops that could be mobilized in his mind, and found that only the large army that Sir Lothar was hiding in the northwest of Talenmere could be mobilized.

However, Lothar couldn't tell, that army was a necessary prerequisite for the plan he and Aiden had devised to shut down the door and fight the dogs. Aiden pretended to make peace and lured the orcs into Alterac via the mountain path, and then the 10,000-strong army cut off the road and trapped the orcs in the mountains of Alterac.

If he withdrew his army and the orcs really went, wouldn't it be a harm to Aiden!

Such an dishonorable practice will damage Aiden's and his own image in his eyes, and these things can only be done but not said.

When the people heard that Tulayan said that Lothar was secretly hiding an army of 10,000 men, they all cheered up from the loss, and the commanders gathered around them, hoping to hear what Marshal Lothar had to say.

That force couldn't move, but Lothar couldn't tell the reason in public!

"That unit has a special role and cannot be mobilized for the time being." Lothar shook her head feebly.

"But the marshal......" Before one of the commanders could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a sentry who had come to report.

"Report to Lord Marshal, the elven rangers have spotted the orc troops that have escaped from the encirclement, and they are heading straight for Guihai Town!" The Sentinel reported.

So vicious! Everyone present couldn't help but take a breath.

Because of the geographical location of the Hillbride theater and the intertwined battlefield situation, most of the armaments, grain and grass on both sides, whether it is the alliance or the tribe, are maintained by sea. The alliance receives supplies through the town of Nanhai, and the tribe receives the volume of black ships.

At this moment, Lothar was trying to lure the enemy out and cut off his way home. And the commander of the orc unit is also a ruthless character, letting the main force be surrounded and not caring about it, and directly attacking the empty Nanhai Town.

As long as the docks are destroyed and the shipping lanes are blocked, the Alliance forces will be trapped on their own turf unless they exit the Hillbride Hills.

The tribe is so ruthless!

"Marshal, the rear is empty, whether it is Nanhai Town or the baggage warehouse more than ten miles away, there is no room for error!" Tulayan was the first to get down on one knee and fell in front of Lothar, and the other junior commanders also knelt down to petition.

"Marshal!"

"Marshal, make a decision!"

The exhausted Lothar sighed deeply and asked, "Which is the fastest force to support Nanhai Town?" ”

"The closest is the 44th Corps of the Ninth Army, but the fastest support should be Carlos. Separate regiment of Major General Barov. The previous order was to ask Major General Carlos to make a detour to stop the enemy, and Major General Carlos was accompanied by a mage. Tulayan replied.

"Then contact Major General Carlos' Independent Regiment and the Ninth Army, and ask them to return for reinforcements as soon as possible." After Lothar gave the order, Tulayan left quickly.

The crowd was dismissed, and only Dai Lin. Proudmore and Uther were left behind by Lothar.

"Anduin, do you need me to go back to the sea to support the town of Nanhai?" Dahlin asked.

"I need your strength, my friend. I need your fleet to show up in Southsea Town, but Southsea Town doesn't need your rescue. Lothar wiped her face, her anger, exhaustion and impatience vanished, and at this moment Lothar was still the confident and fearless "Storm Lion".

"Are you going to ......" Dalin understood what Lothar meant, but was not sure.

"Now that you know where the enemy is, what are you afraid of, the plan is as usual!" Lothar said categorically.

"But what about Nanhai?" Dai Lin had some doubts.

"Uther, take my seal, go to the hidden army, and bring them back. Tulayana has a map, you go to him and ask for it. With that, Lothar handed Uther a blue, gold-encrusted envelope with fire paint in the drawer.

"The secret order is to kill a robin." Lothar whispered.

"Kill a robin. I understand. Uther took the envelope, carefully scrambled it in his arms, and left Lothar.

"Dalin, I may ......," Lothar said again.

"What could be?" DAI Lin. Prodmore asked, puzzled.

"Nothing, old friend, let's go." Lothar shook hands with Dalin.

After the admiral left, Lothar sent guards to summon the mage Khadgar.

"Khadgar, I need you to dare to go to Oakland City as quickly as possible, you must tell Sù Aiden, the plan has changed!"

The stern sù and harshness in Lothar's words were unheard of by Khadgar.