Chapter 765 It's all said that you can trust Old Ferdin
The game is all played, and natural disasters have no bottom line at all.
Even the race war between humans and orcs for living space did not make Carlos so angry.
People can't, shouldn't, at least not have to.
But the guys who defected to the Lich King really tried.
If the previous siege of the undead was only an absolute suppression in numbers, now outside of Andorhar is a large exhibition hall where humanity is annihilated.
The Scourge legion is awe-inspiring and hierarchical, and because the Lich King has drawn a large number of Death Knights and spellcasters to perform other tasks, the undead army besieging Andohal actually has the problem of not having enough brains.
A small number of psychics and death knights control bone soldiers, resurrected zombies, and flesh ghouls, giving extremely vague orders.
For example, where to go, come back, hang up in place.
It's not that the mid-level forces of these Scourge Legions don't want to play micro-exercises, it's that they can't do it, and only the Lich King has this ability.
Therefore, in the days before, Andohar was simply facing the sheer numerical crushing of the undead natural disaster.
Today, with a large number of stalwarts and especially the commanders in place, Andohar is in jeopardy.
The human front is suffering from the impact of the army of the dead every moment, and the casualties are secondary, and to die on the cruel battlefield is to die, and it is a hundred. Instead, the living have to endure both mental and physical torment.
Carlos seems to have 50,000 garrisons in his hands, but counting those who take turns to rest, those who stay up late to fight, and those whose minds are damaged, the real power he can use is less than half of the data on paper.
Anhador was originally the name of the entire region, which included the farmland of at least 100,000 farming families outside the towns.
However, after the Lordaeron tragedy, when the situation was brewing, and before the impact of the refugee influx, a large number of locals chose to take refuge in Keldaron County and the Alterac Plateau.
This is the current situation of Andorhar, where the population and materials have shrunk massively, and the town and its fortifications are Andorhar.
At that time, Carlos was convinced that his army could sweep away all demons and monsters, and that he only needed to hold out in Andorar for a while.
As a result, plans never change quickly, and the king of Alterac once again faces a difficult battle.
He must fight a battle of perseverance under the premise that people's hearts are unstable.
For Stratholme's messenger had crossed the mountains separating Daron County from Keldaron, bringing a message for help.
By the time Carlos received the letter for help from Kyldaron, it was already the fifth day that the Courier had left Daron County.
Five days earlier, the minions of the Undead Scourge had begun to wreak havoc in the western part of the Stratholme region, and the scattered garrisons and spontaneously organized militia companies in the countryside were completely unable to resist the advance of the Scourge Legion.
This decision is not irrational, but it is very ruthless.
Because all the areas south of the Cowlin junction are equivalent to being abandoned.
As a result, Talon, located in the easternmost part, became the most precarious area, because the people of Talonshire had no time to move.
Holding Andorhar, Carlos can at least drag a large number of Scourge soldiers here, and at least retain the possibility of cutting off the connection between the Scourge legions advancing east and the city of Lordaeron.
Defending Anhador, no matter how difficult it is, Carlos has a strategic choice.
Otherwise, Carlos, who has lost Andorjar and lost his strategic choice, has only one option: to storm Lordaeron.
It may seem to others that recovering Lordaeron would be the right thing to do, but Carlos knew the Lich King's intentions and the true goal of the Scourge of the Dead, and he couldn't have given up the Great Stratholme region and Quel's High Elf allies.
At least not all of them.
Every step he made would only make the Scourge stronger.
The beginning of the offensive and defensive battle of Andohar is no longer known, but the way in which the battle ended is clear.
There are three conditions.
The Undead Scourge is located in the western part of Andorjar and is storming the bridge foreshore in an attempt to destroy or suppress Carlos' long-range firepower and drain the mage's mana.
Once the firepower provided by the two towers is lost, or the mages run out of mana, the Scourge can calmly seal the frozen moat.
If the undead legion fulfills this condition, the human side will be defeated.
The Scourge is the most difficult to attack in the northern part of Andorhar, as it is the "main gate" of the town, with the strongest walls and the largest number of fortifications. Alessandro. Mograini led the three strongest wings that Carlos had given him, as well as all the paladins except Carlos, waiting for the opportunity to appear. As long as the battle situation is stalemate, the Scourge Legion will inevitably concentrate their death knights and spellcasters to seek a breakthrough, and eliminating the commander of such an undead legion is the only chance for the human side to win.
The human side met this condition, and the legion was defeated undefeated.
The Legion of the Undead was in the eastern part of Andorhar, especially in the northeast, facing the last military group in Lordaeron after the destruction of the city of Lordaeron, the Lordaeron Cavalry Regiment of Garissus. In front of these light and heavy cavalry, the skeleton soldiers and ghouls have limited lethality, and the undead legion obviously has no intention of using this as a major breakthrough, but the possibility of conspiracy and calculation cannot be ruled out.
Eat the Gallesus legion, and Carlos will be defeated.
Before these three key conditions on the battlefield, there are two important premises.
That was the precarious morale of Carlos's 30,000 elite troops who were about to arrive in Andohar in two days, and the Andohar garrison, which had blocked their retreat in order to prevent the disease from spreading back into the country.
The battlefield situation that seems to have its own advantages and disadvantages is actually the biggest desperate situation in Carlos's life.
Because the Lich King was never ready to have an "honorary" battle with Carlos.
The Scourge Legion, which has erased humanity, has too many off-the-beaten-the-box moves.
For example, pushing captured civilians who have not yet been killed to the front line as cannon fodder.
These are just conventional means, and it is not unusual, and the defenders of Andohar will not struggle with the question of whether to fire or not.
But pulling up the "innocents" who died at the hands of "their own people" and turning them into self-detonating zombies is a "natural disaster".
What corpse carts, poison clouds, crowd fears, when the legion really started to play tactics, the morale of the defenders of Andorhar was even lower.
And Carlos also had to speed up the rotation of troops.
If you don't take turns, many people were just farmers who cultivated the land before, just ordinary citizens of Lordaeron City, but they chose to fight when they had no choice.
When food and rest do not soothe the fear in their hearts, death is imminent.
What's more, the lurkers of the Cult of the Damned are making waves all the time.
The seventeen huge grain warehouses in Andorhar are a natural target.
If it weren't for the bricks' wholehearted efforts to catch these little tails, the food crisis would have brought down Andohar.
It's much easier to destroy than to build, and it's not too easy to get some explosives in Andohar today.
But even a mage like Fang Brick can see that the situation is not optimistic.
It's not that Carlos is incompetent, it's that the cards in his hand are terrible.
Less can win more, weak cannot win stronger, at this time in Andohar, human beings are the weak side.
At sunset, a full day of fighting doesn't end when the sun goes down.
The brutal battle continues, Carlos has successively commanded the rotation of 20,000 people, according to this intensity of the battlefield, not even waiting for the dawn of the next day, the first batch of soldiers who have been rotated down today will return to the battlefield.
Mograini found Carlos with a tired face.
"I can't find any flaws at all, and the mages really can't find the weaknesses of the Scourge Legion, so I'll launch a night attack tonight."
"There is no point, tomorrow night, maybe reinforcements will come, persistence is victory."
Carlos vetoed Mograini's adventure, and Alessandro returned to where he was supposed to be.
But despair spread so quickly that deserters inevitably appeared.
"Kill me, it's better to die at the hands of your own than to become a monster."
The deserter who was caught looked calm and relieved.
He doesn't think he's done anything wrong, and he doesn't regret it all.
The law enforcement team will not forgive him for his beautiful words.
It's just that the blood of compatriots has seen too much, and they are numb.
Carlos reconsiders Mograini's adventures.
The sun had set, but it was not completely dark.
No one is sure that they will ever see the sun tomorrow.
As a result, all the undead soldiers who were throwing on the attack seemed to be stuck.
This is not normal.
Immediately afterward, the earth trembled.
"It's cavalry, a lot of cavalry!"
The Alterac officers, who had never lacked experience in cavalry combat, discovered the smoke and dust of the north.
In the final hours before nightfall, the flags of Fireplace Valley popped out of the horizon.
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