Chapter 455: This place is called Verdun
Once a battle plan has been specified, it is almost impossible to change it, especially in a war involving hundreds of thousands of people.
The warriors of the alliance are not afraid of death, but they cannot hide the fact that they are 90 percent illiterate.
The reason why the Horde has been delaying for so many days, in addition to the nice reason of tactical deception, is that Carlos and his officers need to carry out their specific duties.
Manage a wing of more than 300 people, and the commander of the wing can do everything himself, can have no power, and can be both a father and a mother.
To manage a legion of more than 3,000 people, the general must rely on his deputies, on the quartermaster, on the military judges, on the military advisers, on the wing-captains below, on his cronies, and on the eyes of the soldiers who can be named, in order to control the generals.
Managing the armies of the entire alliance, please, has little to do with personal abilities anymore. Even if it is Lothar, he still exists within the alliance as a face-selling person, and in fact, most of the subordinates in charge are generals with titles and ranks. It's not that Lothar is not close to the people, but that everything is too big and small, and he can't play such a behemoth as the alliance when he is tired.
Carlos originally had the old army of Alterac under his hands, coupled with the strong support of the Iron Horse Brotherhood, so he quickly controlled the 100,000 army in such a short period of time.
But with the support of the officers, it does not mean that the battle can be won.
The whole battle plan is highly condensed, even if it is very concise and easy to understand, it is nothing more than that the infantry is responsible for Come On Baby, and the cavalry is responsible for ASS e Can or Ass Ass In.
But when an idea is put into practice, it is not a matter of one sentence or a few words.
Aside from the Knights of the Silver Hand, Carlos couldn't think of any other force that could stand tall in the face of the advance of the great armies of the orcs.
The tide of darkness is not blown, it is not long before the end of the battle of Hilbride, although the soldiers of the alliance do not think that humans will lose, but they really face the army of orcs like a tide again, counting on the soldiers' self-cultivation is no different from suicide.
So batches, very important.
The thirteen legions on the front had to open several batches, resisting layer by layer, blocking layer by layer, luring the enemy layer by layer, and buying at least a day for the arrival of the cavalry.
When a person is killed, he will die, and it is as natural for living beings to fear death as it is natural for them to eat when they are hungry and sleepy to sleep. A soldier can fight with the orcs for the sake of his father and mother, for the girl next door, for the promotion and fortune, for revenge, for his little dog Ah Fa, but the official can't take this matter for granted.
It's going to be shot black.
The logistical guarantees, the route of the cavalry, the marking point turning landmark, the material distribution, all the preparations have been made, and the final question that remains is who to send to the death.
The legion that resisted the first wave of the Orcs was no different from being sent to death.
Carlosby may have put the Knights of the Silver Hand at the forefront, and if he did, he might be able to stop the orcs' onslaught, but what's the point?
The ultimate goal of the entire campaign was to completely annihilate the main army of the orcs in the Burning Plains.
If all the main forces of the orcs are mobilized, and the cavalry is not allowed enough space to circulate, as long as more than 10,000 orcs return to their fortresses, the alliance will not want to penetrate the burning plains in a short time. If the battle of the Burning Plains cannot be ended in a short time, the consequences can already be predicted......
So someone has to go to death.
This kind of thing does not need to be held at a meeting to explain the truth, and the generals at the level of the corps commander sit together to eat and drink, and volunteer in a heavy atmosphere, which is the most common way to solve it, and this time is no exception.
It is still the Iron Horse Brotherhood that stands out.
I don't know if it's a coincidence or the inevitability of history, but the Seventh Legion, with the remnants of Stormwind City as the main source of troops, has turned out to be a heavy burden, some people can't avoid it, and some people don't want to fight.
It's calamity, and it's glory.
With the Seventh Legion as the main force and the Third and Fourth Legions on the flanks, the three legions were the most powerful against the Orcs, and Carlos demanded that they must hold out for three hours before retreating.
In a large battle of 100,000 people, the battlefield range can be tens of kilometers in radius, and the role of these three legions is to nail there, forcing the orcs to disperse their forces and pull the attack array larger.
The second layer of defense was about two kilometers behind the Seventh Legion, and as the thickest part of the force, the seven legions were lined up in a wedge, and unless the three legions of the first line were quickly routed by the Orcs, the Horde could only attack from the left and right directions.
The remaining three corps were to prepare for a counter-attack as a reserve one kilometer northwest of the second line of defense.
Ogrim knew that Carlos still had about 20,000 troops hidden on the east side of the decisive battle, and Carlos was also betting on the nature of the orcs, and would choose to take the initiative to attack and pull the entire battlefield to the east, so that the cavalry would be much more comfortable.
To tell the truth, the entire platoon on the Alliance's side is a defensive posture with an offensive formation.
Not the worst option, but stupid.
Even in order to confuse Orgrim and the few orcs with brains in the tribe, Carrost intended to play tricks on the formation.
Everything was done so that the orcs could get out of their nests and go a few more miles north.
These few miles are the key to life or death. From the appearance of the cavalry to the truncation of the way, the alliance needs this distance to adjust, if Carlos and his infantry regiment do not put enough pressure on the tribe, and the orcs still have reserves to hold the rear waist, then the entire cavalry roundabout battle plan can certainly achieve beautiful results, but the plan to destroy the orcs will eventually come to naught.
Depression and dullness inevitably enveloped the entire military camp, except for the period of the Araso Empire, how many years has human society not fought a battle of this scale. The battle in Hilbride was fierce, but in that vast land, countless human beings paid for their lives, exchanged space for time, and hundreds of small troops in the wilderness, among the woods, and used their lives to fill out a path for the future.
The orcs are less than 10,000, and they are invincible.
Now, humanity is going to face the orcs.
This unspeakable emotion permeated the soldiers.
Before dawn, Carlos was already dressed with the help of his attendants. The Inquisitor's armor was badly damaged during the raid on the Molten Heart, and the blacksmiths on the front lines couldn't repair the armor made of light cast iron, so Carlos chose another suit of armor.
That's Terenus. A set of armor specially created by Minecil II for Lothar, Lothar rarely wore it for various reasons, and only used it as a ceremonial dress in certain ceremonies, but the gorgeous shape of this suit is not a hollow flower shelf, and the weight of more than thirty kilograms proves the texture of this armor.
Carlos had seen this suit of armor for a long time, and it seemed familiar. When Lothar died, the armor, which he had not loved during his lifetime, became ownerless and fell into the hands of Carlos.
When Carlos ordered the ornamental inlays to be removed, he came to his senses.
Isn't this armor the Generalissimo's suit!
Simply filling in the nail holes and repairing the paint, this set of heavy armor with simplicity and magnificence became Carlos's favorite.
"The highest expression of victory and glory will be worthy of the name today."