(Someone asked a question about Chapter 115 of the double hair, dear, the answer is very simple, a little bit of convulsion, I ordered it more.) The truth is so unbearable)

It was only when the Horde focused on the Heavy Ogre and the Death Knight that the Alliance truly felt the terror from Draenor.

Even if the paladins of the Silver Hand tried their best, even if the alliance soldiers forgot to die, it only delayed the Horde's offensive. The frontal line of the alliance is retreating step by step.

Anduin. Lothar found himself in a strange circle -- the encirclement of the tribe would disperse the forces of the alliance on the front, and concentrate on blocking the tribe, everything that had been done before would be useless, and all the sacrifices made before would be in vain.

It was a dilemma, and Lothar had to admit that the second campaign had been a defeat for the Allies.

"Tulayan, what's the matter?" Lothar, who was paying attention to the battle map, could hear that it was his lieutenant just by the sound of footsteps.

Brisk but very steady footsteps, full of rhythm, just like my own vitality.

"Marshal, news has come from the Kingdom of Alterac." Tulayan's straightforward report.

"You've robbed the sentinel, oh, I already have a premonition that it's not good news." Lothar let out a long sigh and finally looked away from the battle map.

"I'm sorry, yes, marshal. Three days ago, the king of Alterac, Aiden. His Majesty Pirenor was assassinated by orc assassins. Carlos. Baron Barov has returned home to inherit the throne of the king. ”

"Aiden is dead? How did he die? Carlos? Carlos... Carlos! That boy from the Barov family returned home? Inherited the throne of king? What to do with Nanhai Town? Damn it! Tell me how Nanhai is doing! ”

Lothar chewed on the information she had obtained, and suddenly became agitated.

"The circumstances of His Majesty's killing are not specified, but the town of Nanhai is safe and sound. Actually, there's an incredible situation here. ”

Tulayan's answer calmed Lothar.

"Tell me about it."

"Seven days ago, Major General Carlos personally led the death squad to sabotage the orc warlocks' plot to destroy the town of Nanhai. Baron Barov returned to Alterac and was crowned king. If there is not enough evidence that both pieces of intelligence are true, I would advise the marshal to change you to a head of intelligence. ”

"Well, that's not the point, what's going on in Nanhai right now? Tell me the specifics. ”

Lothar paced slowly at the command table, pondering the matter.

"The siege of Nanhai Town is still not lifted, and we are unable to obtain more accurate information. The information currently known indicates that the Kel'thugad Master of Dalaran and the orc casters are engaged in a shocking magical battle, and that the town of Southsea is still in the hands of the Alliance. But it is clear that Major General Carlos did not take the troops under his command. ”

"Who is in command of the soldiers in Nanhai Town now?" Lothar asked.

"Mayor of Southsea Town, Heni. Lieutenant Mareb. Tulayan glanced at the material in his hand and replied in the affirmative.

"A mayor? A lieutenant? Lothar, the commander-in-chief of the Alliance, had some suspicions that he was hallucinating.

"Yes, it seems that in the command sequence set by Major General Carlos, this town mayor lieutenant is ranked below him." Tulayan thought for a moment and added. "By the way, Major General Carlos...... His Majesty Carlos' first decree was for the kingdom of Alterac to enter a state of all-out war. ”

"......" Marshal Lothar suddenly fell silent.

"Do two things for me, Tulayan." Moments later, Lothar made a decision.

"Marshal, please command." Tulayan responded.

"First, in the name of the Alliance, I would like to express my condolences on the killing of His Majesty Aiden, and on my own behalf, congratulations to Carlos. Barov's enthronement. ”

Tulayan pulled out a pen and paper to jot down the main points, and nodded to Lothar when he was done.

"Second, in the name of the Alliance, promote Heni..."

"Heni. Mareb. ”

"Promotion to Heni. Mareb is a major. At the same time, he sent someone to hurry up and inform Uther that there was no need to go to Nanhai Town to support him anymore, and asked him to transfer his manpower. ”

"Understood, is there any other command? Marshal. Tulayan asked.

"That's it for now, let's go down." Lothar propped her hands on the edge of the table and changed to a more relaxed position.

"Yes, sir." Tulayan put away the notebook and bowed away.

Lothar felt that this was the best news she had heard in days.

A state of total war, what a wonderful word.

Although the alliance fought hard with the tribes in the Hillbride Hill Hills, in less than a year, more than 50,000 soldiers were buried here. But for humanity as a whole, this war is like a wolf, terrible, but invisible.

If the kingdom of Lordaeron or the kingdom of Gilneth also enters a state of all-out war, Lothar is sure to drive the orc tribe into the sea in three months.

It's a pity that life has no ifs.

In fact, it's not that Lothar on the side of Fort Riptide can't draw some more troops. But Lothar was not only a good soldier, but also a good politician. In the most difficult moments, the generalissimo of the alliance Anduin. Lothar seemed to have forgotten the reinforcements at Fort Riptide.

"Let's see, let's see."

I don't know if it's right for things or people, and I don't know if it's for myself or for whom, Anduin. Lothar uttered the words.

And at about the same moment, inside Orgrim's commanding tent.

"Your Excellency the Great Chief, when is the plan to be launched, Zujin's patience is almost exhausted, and the troll's revenge is imperative." The Amani Troll Envoy from the troll city of Zuaman spoke in a very unfriendly tone in front of Orgrim.

However, Orgrim ignored the other orcs' glaring at the trolls, and responded very gently.

"My friend, don't be anxious, let the abominable alliance continue to indulge in dreams and fantasies. Humans think they are surrounding us, but they don't know that it's a trap. Humans think that they have annihilated the wolf cavalry of our orcs, but they do not understand that in the burning plains, the children of the howl are alive and well. ”

"That's a good point, but you've evaded the question of the great Zujin, when to plan when it will be launched. If His Excellency the Great Chief does not give a clear answer, we Amani will have to go it alone, these are the words of Lord Zukin. "Deluded by Orgrim's empty and beautiful descriptions, the troll allies faithfully carry out the mission given by the patriarch.

"Ten days, ten days later, let us drink the blood of the enemy together!" Orgrim removed the Hammer of Doom from his waist and raised his arms and shouted.

"For Amani, for Zukin!" The troll responded excitedly, and then calmed down as if his face had changed. "Remember your promise, Your Excellency the Great Chief of the Tribe."

With that, the troll shook off the tent.

"Great Hammer of Doom, why do you tolerate these dirty, ugly, impudent, arrogant guys?" Some orcs have raised such questions.

"Why can't it be tolerated?" Orgrim asked rhetorically.

"The tribe has been trapped in this hilly land for too long. While we can insult the Alliance in words and despise humanity in spirit, in battle we have to admit that those things are respectable and terrible opponents. ”

After listening to Orgrim's words, the orcs present behaved differently.

There are disdainful, there are dignified, there are contemplative, and there are excited.

"Since the cross-sea war, more than 30,000 warriors have either died at the bottom of the sea or buried in the woodlands and mountains. Enough, enough is enough. With the help of our troll allies, victory is already beckoning. Be lenient with friends who can bring you victory. Ogrim said.

"Your Excellency, Great Chief, what a wonderful speech. But I have a small question, what is the plan, exactly? After Orgrim had finished speaking, Gul'dan raised his own question.

"Great Warlock, incompetent Overseer, our Lord Gul'dan, you will understand in ten days." Ogrim was very unhappy with Gul'dan's violent threats against the commander, so he spoke out ruthlessly.

In the ridicule of others, Gul'dan was unimpressed.

"Well, I'll see." Gul'dan gave a salute and calmly left.