The mighty orc-human war broke out again, and the entire eastern coast of Karimdor was full of gunsmoke, and the flames of war spread from the dust swamp to Durontar. The tribe was exhausted, and the alliance did not dare to get off the ship, just burn it and leave, since the last forced landing in Blade Fist Bay was devastated, Dareen retracted his fanatical mood and began to rationally study tactics against the orcs.

But no matter how rational you are, you are far from real sanity. The fate of Varian has been inconclusive, and the crowd seems to have forgotten what they came here for. Jean and Daelin, both lords who fought in the Second Orc War, and their hatred of the Horde brought Gilneis's army and Kul Tiras's army together once again. Declare war on their sworn enemy.

At the same time, Dahlin also summoned the fleet from Kurtiras, the real Invincible Armada, and this time, two-thirds of the entire fleet group of Kurtilas was withdrawn, and the ships that remained in Kurtiras were some old and old ships. The aristocrats condemned Dalin's madness. But the military power is in the admiral, and no one can do anything about it. The old ships left behind were probably to protect against a sudden attack by the Scourge Legion......

The ships that had gone missing in the storm were reconnected with Dalin two months later. Together with the fleet and troops drawn from Kurtirasben Island, at least more than 200,000 Alliance troops have gathered outside Durotar.

"The Third Fleet is assembled, Admiral."

"The Seventh Fleet is complete, Your Majesty."

"The Fourth Fleet is complete, my king."

"The 11th and 13th fleets have been assembled......"

In the early autumn sun, all the senior officers of Kurtilas gathered on Daelin's flagship to report on the build-up of their respective fleets. Dai Lin was dressed in military uniform, standing on the deck of the Alliance's flagship, full of energy, like a rejuvenated general, commanding his army and launching a fierce general attack on the tribes and the orcs.

It's just that Ares stood aside, but his mood was extremely low. The threat of the undead seems to have long been forgotten. In the battle of the Hand of Tyr, the Scarlet Crusaders were completely wiped out, and it was only then to stop the Scourge Legion's southward invasion, and all this, in the eyes of these alliance generals, seemed worthless. They seem to have forgotten the threat of the scourge of the undead, and the threat of the Lich King...... This is also normal, the Lich King is sleeping, and the main force of the Scourge Legion is still entrenched in Northrend, and he has not seen this force of death with his own eyes, who will raise his spirit and face it. It seems that the massacre of Alsace has been a long time ago, but in fact it has not been long...... It was only four years ago......

"Brothers, today, we will land on the beach in front of us, on the territory of the orcs, and we will land under the noses of these beasts and establish our own territory. Humanity, the Alliance, will establish a stronghold here, a permanent stronghold......"

Just as Ares was pondering, Daelin's ears rang. Admiral Prodmore's piercing speech. History, some things can be changed, and some things seem destined to be unchangeable. For example, at present, although Admiral Dalin was not killed by his own daughter, he still desperately landed on the territory of the tribe, wanting to destroy all the orcs and completely wipe the tribe from this world. However, this is not possible...... The strength of the tribe is much more than it seems......

As for the location that Dahlin chose to land, Ares took the map and roughly estimated that it was on the coastline of the Southern Barrens. No longer choose to land from the Dust Swamp. Perhaps feeling that the swampy terrain was not conducive to the future expansion of the alliance, Dai Lin chose to land closer to the tribe's base camp after many comparisons.

At this moment, there was no tribal army guarding the beach ahead, but Ares knew that in a week at most, everything that happened on the coastline would reach the tribal leader. At that time, if the army under the command of Dahlin has not repaired the fortress and the city walls, the alliance will meet the barbaric onslaught of the horde army.

Without the legions of Ironforge and Stormwind, would the Alliance's defenses still be strong? Ares put a big question mark in his heart, despite the fact that everyone around him seemed so confident. Because they are invincible at sea......

……

"Cunning Union Dog! Instead of landing from the Dust Swamp, they landed from the south bank of Durontar! ”

Inside the Tribal Tent, the orc warrior Metar angrily broke in. However, the faces of the Great Chief and several other orc veterans in front of him had already told him everything, and they had known it for a long time. News from Lexa came faster than everyone else. His falcon had already delivered the information to the Great Chief Thrall before the orc-wolf riders arrived. At this moment, several chiefs and leaders of the tribe are sitting together, discussing the next action.

Or rather, it doesn't need to be explored in depth. The vanguard of the orcs, three thousand wolf knights and five thousand light infantry, had already set off a day early, and the Minotaur troops of Thunder Cliff had already set off from their garrison to the place where the alliance had built its fort.

Now, Thrall is surrounded by the main force of the orc army, a huge army of 200,000 tribal soldiers. The caravan carrying food comes and goes between Durotar and Orgrimmar every day, like a great passage of life through the north and south. Constant transport of food and supplies needed for the war to the front line. And you must know that in order to maintain the march of the 200,000 army, Thrall has mobilized nearly 500,000 tribal laborers to carry grain, grass and supplies. This shows how seriously the tribal chieftains attached great importance to this war.

"Your news came too late, our troops have already made their way to that beach."

Facing the panting Metar, Sal said coldly. He turned to look at the other chiefs, and Woking, continuing their conversation.

"Send the Fifth Fleet, it's time to besiege them from the sea and land!"

Woking said with some anxiety. The Darkspear Patriarch is desperate for revenge. In the first naval battle, his tribe lost more than 4,000 people, and all the warriors and hunters of the Dark Spear tribe were buried at the bottom of the sea by Dai Lin. Woking is obsessed with this, gritting his teeth and wanting revenge.

It's just that Sal seems to have his own concerns-

"As I said, Patriarch, it's not time yet, the Alliance has landed, but there is no evidence that this Alliance landing is a real large-scale landing. If this is a conspiracy, then the only sea power we have will be in a very dangerous position. The cunning of mankind is beyond your imagination, and we must beware of it. ”