Dalaran has been destroyed by the orcs!

Dalaran was destroyed by the orcs, but not cleanly!

Dalaran was not actually destroyed, it was because the Masters didn't want to pay the war tax!

Has Dalaran been destroyed or not, the price of grain has risen again today!

Cross Island was slaughtered, and Violet Castle was fine.

Where the Cross Islands are, it's my bird's business, I only care if Dalaran is destroyed or not.

In the countryside and fields, gossip continues, and the simplicity and ignorance of the common people are like conjoined babies, which people love and hate.

The news has been confirmed that the tribe has attacked the Cross Islands, and Dalaran's century-old glory has been destroyed in the war, but the Violet Castle, where Antonidas and the most elite mages of the Kenrito Council are located, is unscathed.

Enraged, Antonidas finally united the will of all the Dalaran mages, and the mages of Dalaran were ready to take their clothes and expose their arms to fight in hand-to-hand combat.

That's the good news.

The kingdom of Quel'Salas finally leveled Zuaman, Zujin escaped with his broken hand and disappeared, and the troll lay in limbo for hundreds of miles, and Anastarian. The Sunchaser replied positively to the Alliance, and within a month, the army of Silvermoon City was exhausted to participate in the conquest of the orc tribe.

This is great news.

But these good news that are far from being able to solve the near fire cannot solve the sorrow of Terenus at all.

At the pass where the Silverpine Forest meets the Hillbride Hills, the Alliance and the Horde fought a battle loss ratio of 30,000 to 17,000 in just ten days.

Judging from the battle loss ratio, it seems that humanity has the advantage. After getting used to the battle loss ratio of 3 to 1 and 2.5 to 1, this time the battle loss ratio of 1.7 is simply touching.

But behind the high battle loss ratio, it was the main positions of the alliance that retreated twenty kilometers.

Magical communication is not omnipotent, and without the mage tower positioning aid, over-the-horizon communication is the exclusive domain of arcane archmages. Although on the first day of getting the news. Terenus began to shrink his forces, recruiting mercenaries and mobilizing vassals to prepare for a possible attack by the orcs.

While Lordaeron wasn't built in a day, the city is a jewel in the history of human civilization in Azeroth, with its thick walls and excellent location surrounded by water on three sides giving any army attempting to attack Lordaeron a headache.

But the defenders were insufficient. No matter how good the city is, you can't hold it!

Despite all the efforts, Terenus was able to expand his defenders to six thousand men.

It's the limit.

The guarantee of order is force, but the continuation of order depends on inertia.

It is certain to mobilize the inhabitants, but it is a tragedy for the civilians to go up to the city walls.

Civilians are civilians, soldiers are soldiers, and even militias need to be trained all year round. Civilians who have trained a bow and crossbow for a few thousand dollars and can't use siege equipment can defend the city, so what do the kingdoms do to train professional soldiers.

What is even more terrifying is the transfer of civilians, and the damage to social order is huge.

Death anyway. It's better to be cool before you die -- there are always some strange things that are afraid of orc swords and axes and not afraid of the blades of their compatriots.

Under the herd mentality, the riots brought about by panic are far more terrible than the attacks of the orcs.

Never overestimate human nature.

Lordaeron had gathered too much of Tyrenus's efforts, and he really didn't want the flames of war to dye Lordaeron bright red.

So, after all the preparations that could be done, Terenus sent a letter to Lothar.

Help.

After two days of tossing and turning, the attribute was finally delivered to Lothar, who was fighting the fire on the front line.

The Great Royal Sword was still bleeding, and the Battle Banner of the Iron Horse Brotherhood was flying high on the battlefield of corpses.

Even though the Warlock and the Sword Master are in unison, the wolf rider is accompanied by the roar of the Kodo. Lothar still won, and the Mediterranean man was more than just a military man. Martial arts are even more extraordinary.

Taking a deep breath and thrust the Great Royal Sword into the ground with all her might, Lothar removed the chainmail gloves that had become sticky from the dried blood, and wiped the palm of her hand against the fabric on the side hem of the skirt before taking the letter.

"Terenus is confused!"

After reading the letter, Lothar was shocked.

Lothar knew how to keep moving forward. The rear of the alliance must be empty, but I didn't expect it to be empty to such an extent. The city of Lordaeron, with a permanent population of 200,000, was actually guarded by more than 2,000 royal guards.

Carlos. Barov sent a circular to Terenus in order to transfer the Alterac soldiers stationed at the Northland fortress of Stratholme to the battlefield of the Hillbride Hills, which Lothar knew about.

But the Valley of the Hearth was unhappy with Stratholme's cowardice. And the refusal to transfer troops was something that Lothar did not expect. In order to fight against the tribe, which mother does not have a son to go to the battlefield, and there are not a few men in the whole family of the lords, and you live in the rear of the Stratholme area, and even the trolls can't stop it? Why don't you even let your wife and daughter let the man in the hearth valley help you keep it!

There is no way to say about regional sentiment, originally the Valley of the Hearth is a lordship, the Stratholme region is a county system, and Stratholm is the direct territory of the Minethil family, and Terenus had to negotiate with the lords of the Hearthvale to no avail, and after discussing with the lords of the Hearth Valley, half of the Royal Guard, the last mobile force of Lordaeron City, was sent to the Stratholm area for garrison work.

However, it was this coming and going, whether the orcs were direct and sensitive, or lucky, and the general seized the weakest opportunity in Lordaeron City.

If it is an attack by land, Lothar is not worried at all, Lordaeron is surrounded by water on three sides, and the front city defense is solid and abnormal, and it cannot be broken by a partial division of orcs alone. But with the ships, the orcs can attack from any direction, and with the current defenders of Lordaeron, all the walls can't be guarded!

The frontal fight is so fierce, there are already seven legions fighting out, and 70,000 people seems to be quite a lot, but in such a high-intensity frontal battlefield, even the reserves can't be left, and each legion can only rotate and rest, what can they take back for reinforcements?

Ambush soldiers, there are, but once they move, they can't play the role of surprise soldiers, and the original encirclement and ambush battle has become a head-on fight with the tribe.

Lothar struggled again and again, and couldn't help but sigh, people are not as good as heaven.

"Jean Glien. Stallman came to see me. ”

The guards heard Lothar's order and hurried away.

At this time, the second herald quickly came to Lothar's side.

"Marshal, urgent."

Lothar thought for a moment, folded the letter from Terenus, placed it in the compartment of the breastplate, and took the new paper.

"Good news."

Lothar laughed with an exaggerated expression, and then shouted loudly under the puzzled expressions of those around her, "Reinforcements from Alterac and Fort Riptide have arrived!" The orcs don't want the end, hahahahaha. ”

The news of the arrival of friendly troops was always uplifting, and everyone was happy and cheered.

Then people from afar see a group of generals so happy, there must be something good, laugh along.

A legion cheered, and the people in the distant positions naturally wanted to find out, what happened?

Reinforcements coming?

Oh yes!

Cheer along!

In the end, even the legions, who did not know the exact news, cheered.

What happened? I don't know!

In the tense atmosphere, the emotions of human beings are inexplicably high, even if the reinforcements are still five hundred kilometers away.

"General, urgent report, the three thousand orcs have attacked the defensive position of the 101st Legion, the legion commander is dead, and now reinforcements are needed!"

The third herald galloped on a war horse, and the man did not dismount to finish the message.

"Let ......"

Lothar suddenly found that his firefighters were not communicating, and Tulayan, Uther, and Tirio. Fordin, all the generals who can carry out such a strong attack mission are not around.

There are many generals under his command who can lead troops to fight, but there is not a single one left who can kill a hundred people.

Who has no selfish intentions, who has no friends, in order to show their fair side, the Iron Horse Brotherhood, as the last elite of Stormwind City, has already died half of them in Lordaeron.

Looking at these remnants of the storm who followed Varian, or rather the remnants of the storm who followed him north, Lothar was suddenly speechless.

The members of the Brotherhood were so tired that their exuberance could deceive themselves, but not their enemies, and the exhausted warriors were no match for the farmer, so what more could he ask of them?

But Lothar bit her lip in the end.

"Brotherhood warriors, let's give the arrogant orcs some color, victory belongs to the Alliance!"

"Victory belongs to Anduin. Lothar! ”

"Long live the marshal!"

"Dispatch the Seventh Legion to join the support sequence."

Lothar said to his deputy.

"But the Seventh Army only pushed down from the front two days ago, and now more than half of the empty personnel are empty!"

"The Ace Legion has to have an ace faction, give the order to go, you can tell the Seventh Legion, they can not come."

“…… Yes, marshal. ”

Draw the Great Royal Sword, Anduin. Lothar understands that justice and righteousness are the way to live.

The road to restoration is extremely difficult, and it must be paved with the blood of loyal ministers, if you hesitate and cringe, then the kingdom of Stormwind is really over.

"Marshal, you're looking for me."

Seeing Lothar remount, Grian. Stallman hurried forward.

Lothar in Grian. Stallman whispered a few words of advice, and then led the Iron Horse Brotherhood to roar away.

The battlefield is calling for the name of Lothar.

And in a small cabin on the southern shore of Lake Lordamere, Gul'dan was excited to pet a magical document.

Found it, found it, the clue to the tomb of Sargeras, found it! (To be continued.) )