(Sorry for the delay)

The widest roads in the Alterac Valley could only be carried by two wagons side by side at most, and the treacherous geography was the reason why the Alliance had entrusted the task of guarding southern Lordaeron to the weakest Alterac army in the Alliance

Of course, no matter how perfect the line of defense is, if something goes wrong internally, the collapse is only a matter of moments

Although Penorred decided to betray the Alliance, most of his subordinates were unaware of it, and Torbain easily entered the Alterac garrison with the troops of Fort Riptide

Torbain saw Haas talking to a few junior officers, but he waited until the veteran took them inside and informed the able-bodied officer.

"General." Thorbain has always loved Haas. This man was a strong warrior and at the same time very resourceful and decent. He doesn't like to fight him, but also wishes he didn't have to fight him now, "Some green-skinned creatures that shouldn't be here are passing through your southern defenses, and my soldiers will help you intercept them"

Haas's face turned white in an instant, "Our southern passage? Are you sure? He motioned for Toin and Bane to nod his head anymore, "Okay, I see, but why?" The king said to me that they might pass through the north instead of the south. That's why he asked us to guard this place. ”

Tolbain looked him up and down. He whispered to him, not letting any of the Alterac soldiers hear their conversation, "You're a good soldier and a good commander, Haas," he said softly, "but you're always lying." You know they're marching south, right? Someone should have looked for you before, I got a note from him."

The general of Alterac sighed, then nodded. "Penorred has arranged the orcs in some way," he admitted, "I must make sure that you are not the one arranged by His Excellency the Deputy Commander, and I don't want the news to leak out and destroy Alterac."

"Of course, General," Thorbain nodded, and he would understand if it fell to Riptide Castle, "I hope that your soldiers will guard all the exits of the valley next, and my men will clear all the orcs in the mountains, and I will let those orcs know what it's like to be locked up and beaten!" ”

In the Silver Pine Forest, a group of soldiers dressed in Gilneth uniforms build fortifications on a road southwest of Lake Lordamere. However, although these soldiers wear battle robes, they all have a red ring on their chests with the logo of the three swords, which means that they are not from the Kingdom of Gilneis

"Lord Darius, it is against the King's orders for us to transfer troops in this way," a worried man reminded a tall man, "if discovered by His Majesty the King"

"Jean he's too stubborn," Darius. Crolley said coldly, "The outcome of this battle will be the standard for the division of power between kingdoms in the future, and he only hopes that he can stay out of it!" I think only when the enemy's army reaches the city of Gilneth will he understand that closing the country is only a dead end! ”

"But"

"I am the lord of Serberchel and the village of Burning Wood, and I am obligated to protect my people in the hands of the orcs" Darius sighed "No more talk, let's prepare the fortifications in peace"

"Yes! Your Lord"

As the man beside him walked down, Darius took a deep breath and looked up at the city of Lordaeron on the other side of Lake Lordanmere

There, King Terenus stood on the tower of the city wall with an iron crown. He looked down and saw that the orcs were building crude bridges to cross the lake, though from here they looked like ants swimming across the water. They swam swiftly across the lake, approaching the walls of the city, and Tyrenus was astonished by their numbers, and the brutal brutes filled the eyes of Tyrenus standing on the walls. They reminded them of the strongest of men, with strong muscles and huge beastly heads.

But he couldn't see any siege engines, except for some heavy logs, axes, and extremely blunt swords that he had thought were great war hammers, and he was sure they definitely had iron hooks and ropes.

The orcs attacking Lordaeron were a well-trained elite group, not the beasts he had imagined. Terenus rubbed his brow in pain. The walls of the capital were as strong as ever. No monster had ever broken through her defenses, and he was sure it wouldn't be this time.

The roaring alarm bells of the town hall continued to echo in the streets and alleys, and all the citizens who had been trained ran to the town hall to get their equipment--- although it was only some rudimentary militia equipment, but the militia reserve system of the human kingdom made Lordaeron at least not overstretched in terms of strength in the orc raid

"Get the hot oil ready!" Terenus shouted, he was now the king and the commander.

Hearing his order, Molref and the other soldiers, who were standing in a row below him, nodded their heads. They activated the mechanism and dumped the cauldron on the city wall, so that the hot oil was poured directly from the city wall. The leading orcs were almost already climbing the wall, and the hot oil was poured directly on top of their heads

The orcs wailed and fell to the bottom of the walls, but this did not dampen their morale, but only provoked the slaughter in the demon's blood

"Prepare more oil!" Although the hot oil would soon run out, Terenus sent the servant the order. The number of orcs was completely beyond his imagination, but he still had faith in Lordaeron's supplies. And after the people outside the city withdrew into the walls, his soldiers had already burned everything outside the city that could be used as resources. The orc attack would soon begin again, and the hot oil only caught them off guard

"Your Majesty!"

Terrenus was awakened by the exclamation of a soldier, who looked up to see a soldier shouting and pointing above the city walls. He thought about another possible attack from the orcs, and looked down his finger—but his hand was raised higher and higher. Terenus watched, gasping in fright at a black figure that had seen him fly over him.

"Archer, prepare!" He shouted, his eyes fixed on the shadow "Hear my order before firing"

This thing looks a little weird. There are thousands of orcs pounding the walls below, but there's no reason for them to send another flying thing here

The archers stood in their places, full of longbows, and waited silently. The shadow was getting closer, wilder and more beautiful than he had ever thought. Suddenly, the soldiers below hesitantly loosened their bowstrings--- they were three griffins, each with a man sitting on top of it

"Lay down your arms," Terenus waved his hand, "That's our ally"

The griffon circled and landed on a tower, and Terenus and his squire Merlev stepped forward quickly, only to see a knight in light black armor, a wizard of Dalaran, and a High Elf ranger tumbling and falling

"Thank you, Your Majesty, I'm really worried that your archers won't hurt us by mistake," Qiuchen walked towards Terenus. He had seen the orc's attack in the sky just now. Thankfully, they had some trouble traversing the Silver Pine Forest, and at least they had a lot of delay, "Tulayan's reinforcements will arrive in a few days, and then we will be able to deal with these orcs together."

"Great," Terenus breathed a sigh of relief, "but let's not talk about it here" Just now, an orc's spear flew over Autumn Dust's head, "Go to the tower"