"Quick! The survivors of the expeditionary force are still waiting for our rescue somewhere in this land! Hurry up and move these supplies, damn it! ”

"Ares, hold on to ......"

Half a month later, the main army of the alliance arrived as scheduled, and Varian personally led the main force of Stormwind City, the Alliance's Seventh Legion, to the Outlands. Uncharacteristically, Wari was so anxious about this operation that on the third day after the expeditionary force lost contact, he put down all his work in Stormwind and handed it over to Grand Duke Berval. He personally led the army to the Cursed Lands without stopping, and ordered the army to pass through the Dark Gate as fast as possible. The 50,000 Alliance army marched through the Dark Gate in a single day, twice as large as the expeditionary force had set out that day.

Upon arrival in the Outlands, Varian was greeted by the endless corpses on the ladder of fate, from Alliance warriors to demons and orcs.

This couldn't help but make Wari's head tighten. He swore in his heart that he would find the expeditionary force, and he would find Ares. Luckily, it wasn't long before the Alliance forces found Fort Glory in the wilderness.

And after the orcs competed with the main force of the alliance led by Varian, they found that the strength gap between the two sides was different. Attacked by the powerful Alliance's main legions, the Orc forces retreated to the Hellfire Fortress, where Glory was finally freed after a three-month siege. This time, the expeditionary force waited for their reinforcements.

And this castle is worthy of its title - Glory Castle. Countless places where glory fluttered, it once witnessed the most glorious era of the Alliance, and here, once stood the bravest warriors of the Alliance, and there were the most selfless heroes of the Alliance. It has even witnessed the last warriors who would rather die with the orcs than surrender.

Standing at the head of Fort Glory, Varian's mood could not be calmed for a long time. Twenty years ago, he was a hairy boy, and at that time, the army of the Alliance, led by Tulayan, risked his own safety through the Dark Gate and came to this desolate and ruined world to fight the orcs. It was twenty years before he arrived. Today's victory was won by countless Alliance pioneers at the cost of their own lives. Compared to them, what are they worth......

……

"We must hurry up and take this fortress."

A few days later, Varian joined forces with the Seventh Legion with Ares and Windrunner. This convergence brought together the most powerful forces in all of Azeroth. It can be said that it is the real division of tigers and wolves. And the attack on the Hellfire fortress was quickly put on the agenda.

Without too many greetings and shivers, Varian and Ares were surprisingly unanimous in their opinion that the fortress must be taken as quickly as possible, because with every minute of delay, the number of demons increased a little. Nezuo tore Draenor apart with a spell, and also left many large and small portals on the surface of this planet, which became the passage and gate for demons to enter the outer realms.

Having seen the power of demons, Varian is determined to close all demon portals throughout the Outlands at all costs, if the Dark Portals cannot be closed again......

"We have no chance of attacking head-on, the tall walls of the Hellfire Fortress will block and defuse all attacks, not even their own catapults will be able to shake the walls. I've seen them experiment with their walls, ramming gates and ramparts with the orcs' most powerful siege weapons. But the gates and walls kept these attacks at bay, and there were not even cracks. ”

Sitting at the round table, Sylvanas spoke.

"The tall and thick wall, yes, it's the tallest I've ever seen, it's taller than the walls of Stormwind, but I don't think it's invulnerable, and besides, the Horde's siege weapons can't break it, and it doesn't mean that the Alliance's siege weapons can't break it. You haven't seen the dwarven siege artillery, Windranger. ”

Despite meeting Sylvanas for the first time, Varian did not show much politeness, on the contrary, in terms of coordinated operations, the kingdom of Stormwind showed more of a strong and domineering side. He listened almost exclusively to Ares' opinions, and he just listened to other people's thoughts, and he couldn't influence his thoughts at all.

"It seems that the Stormwind Kingdom's army intends to storm this fortress from the front?"

Sylvanas said, with a look of disdain and disdain.

"So do you have a better suggestion?"

Varian asked.

"If I were the commander of this army, I would not allow my men to attack without being familiar with the enemy fortress. That would make the blood of the warriors go to waste. ”

Sylvanas said coldly.

"You've been around the Hellfire Fortress for two years, and you still don't know the whole thing about this castle, so why should we waste two years trying to understand this ruined castle?"

Varian returned unhappily.

"Hear from her first, Varian."

That's when Ares spoke. For Ares' sake, Varian restrained his temper.

"We need to know more about the castle, as far as I know, the Hellfire Fortress has many gates, and the main gate is the most heavily defended. Even above the city gate, catapults are arranged, and the orc guards can pull the rope directly from the castle tower and throw heavy stones, so it is undoubtedly the most stupid way to attack from the main gate. ”

Sylvanas said, standing up from his place, pointing to the sand table model in the center of the round table—

"The other gates are located in various directions on the ground floor of the castle, and since the two gates on the middle of the hill are connected to the center of the castle, the two gates on the halfway up the hill are also extremely well guarded, and it is better not to touch them. There is a gate that is relatively weak, at the bottom of the valley, where the fortress supplies come and go, and it is very hidden, but as long as you know the location, you can still find it. ”

"So what are you waiting for? Let's attack, enter through the side door, and kill it without leaving a piece of armor behind! ”

Sylvanas had just finished speaking, and the brassbearded dwarven warrior Arrin. Gondoris stood up and shouted.

"It's not that simple, dwarf."

"Don't call me shorty!"

"Hmph, well, Dwarf Arrin. You must know that the siege is not so simple, all we know now is the situation on the periphery of this castle, and we don't know anything about the internal structure of the castle. Can you guarantee that your men will be able to find the demon's lair after rushing in? Or can you find the leader of the orcs and kill him? If not, it may not be a good thing for us to attack the castle, and when the time comes, the warriors who enter the castle may encounter siege from all sides. Or is there a trap for orcs in the castle? We don't know all of this. ”

Sylvanas said coldly. This is like a fire that ignites everyone's morale, and immediately and ruthlessly splashes a basin of cold water on everyone.

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

Varian grew impatient. He asked.

"Send your stalkers to find out the inner workings of the castle, then send the information out and point out the route to the siege for the main army. I can only tell you which gate is easiest to enter, but I can't tell you about the inner workings of this castle, because there are no stalkers in my camp in the first place. ”

Sylvanas replied with a smile.