"This siege may be very different from the one you fought when you were younger." I said to Lothar.

"We need support." Lothar looked at me with worry in her eyes.

"There is no support, only on our own, and even if there is, it will be too late, kings of the north...... He will not support us, even if he agrees to support us now standing in front of King Minethir, the army will be dispatched in a month from the time it is called for to arrive here. I said.

He frowned.

"We should gather more people, and all the men who can move should go to war." Sandel said with great pride.

"Do you know what's going on in the West now?" I looked at Sander, who was staring.

In fact, the west has already fallen. The Duke of Berval's army has not only failed to withstand the attack of the orcs, but has now fallen into passivity. After being cut off from retreating eastward, they are now blocked in the town of Westsprings. Now the orc army is coming to Xiquan Town, but Xiquan Fortress can't send more people to help relieve the siege, and if you want to transfer troops, you have to transfer them from here to there, but if the orcs directly attack Stormwind City, there will be no decent town before Stormwind City.

I pointed out the map to Lothar, and he nodded his head to indicate that he already knew.

"The only ones who can mobilize now are the peasants around Stormwind City, the peasants around Shining Gold Town, and the peasants of the North County and the garrison."

"Isn't it a militia?" I asked.

He shook his head, "Herald! He seemed to have an idea, and he pointed to the clerk next to him, "Pass my order, all the men over the age of fifteen in the northern county and all the medical staff of the monastery are assembled here, and it will be completed within two days." ”

The sealing wax was dripping onto the envelope, and Lothar pressed his ring against the soft wax oil. "We have to slow down the advance of the orc troops first."

I looked at him a little confused. Lothar looked up at me, "We need to get Bolvar out." ”

The news that the orcs are about to arrive in Shining Gold Town has spread in the town, and all the townspeople have no intention of leaving, it is understandable that most of the elites of the kingdom are gathered here, and it is estimated that in their eyes, the possibility of the town being captured is not very large.

The scouts who came in and out were so busy that the common people probably didn't know the specifics, but the soldiers felt the subtle changes that preceded the war.

The veterans of the last battle of Brightwood a few years ago have now been dispersed into various units, and the veterans who did not die are now the leaders of each unit, and their combat experience can improve the combat effectiveness of their units to a certain extent.

And when you see those soldiers with green faces, even a little shy, and how much overwhelmed, you will recognize at a glance whether they are recruits or not, and there is a big gap between those who have been in the army for half a month and those who have just enlisted.

Not that they would be shy or clumsy, but these soldiers with little training at all fought skirmishes or positional warfare in the field...... Of course I'm worried.

Although some raw melons and eggs are not afraid of heaven and earth at this age, but no combat experience is the most lethal for them, and how to live on the battlefield for a while is the first thing to learn.

The scouts who returned at noon reported that the orc army was about a day's journey away. The orc troops did not go fast, mainly with a large number of siege equipment.

The vanguard did not rush over, the orc army was marching towards here, and the scout said that the orcs carried a lot of siege equipment.

"Rushing cars, arrow towers, trebuchets......" I leaned against the window and looked out the window at the people who didn't know what they were busy with. How many trebuchets are there in Stormwind? ”

No one took a stubble.

"Bill." Lothar spoke. "Now we need to hold them down, and then destroy them as much as we can, and hold this place." He looked at me seriously. "I don't know why you've been stressing about Stormwind, aren't you wondering how to hold this place?"

His words made my face redden, indeed, my mind was full of the scene when Stormwind City was besieged, and I couldn't think about what to do now, and even in my heart I thought that I would give up here, and I couldn't hold it here. I looked at Lothar and shook my head.

"It's not good for us to retreat to the end." He sighed softly, "It's not like your style. ”

I nodded, I wanted to tell him the result, even I remember telling him the result, but what was the use? Fortune tellers, astrological masters, and prophets, don't all predictions come true until they know if they are right?

"The number of orcs in the strikers is not very large." The Scout said.

"Next time you report, remember to finish it in one breath." I said to him.

The Scout looked at me a little embarrassed, "Their mental state and appearance are not very different from the orcs behind them. ”

I nodded to Lothar and said, "The orcs don't know how they have teleported so many orcs, and now we are not facing the most ferocious orcs. ”

Lothar didn't seem to listen at all.

"When will the Guardians arrive?" I brought it up again.

"I don't know." Here is his answer.

I frowned, what kind of attitude is this! "Hey, dude, how is Medivan doing?"

"I haven't heard from him."

"Did the king communicate with him?"

"I don't know." Lothar was indifferent, but he looked me in the eye and looked at me. "Why do you say it's not the most ferocious orc?"

"I dreamed of it."

Lothar gave me a faint look and went about herself.

The town is lined with firewood and oil, barricades and traps. Outside the town, the army is digging horse pits and setting up fences. I sat in the tavern and listened to the townsfolk brag that they would eventually win in the eyes of some of the common people, and I would always think of orcs rushing in and smashing their brains with an axe as they talked about the self-anesthetizing of the victory factor.

I sat at the bar and listened quietly as they planned and lined up for the battle, and watched as they spoke, spitting and pointing fingers in their excitement. The masters of people's strategy are everywhere. I should have asked them to come to the command post in Lothar and teach Lothar a lesson.

And there are also some pessimists, some of them are calm, some are really pessimists, and some of them are contrarians, fearing that the world will not be chaotic, and take the opportunity to stir up trouble in it. There was a quarrel in the tavern, and if it weren't for the boss yelling at the bartender to stop them, they probably would have been able to fight.

But most people still believe in Anduin Lothar, and when I talk to some people, I find that this kind of goodwill is not only due to the good reputation accumulated on Lothar, but also the prestige he established in the army when he was the commander of the army, coupled with his good qualities of humility, generosity, wisdom, friendliness, kindness, etc., which are praised by many people, many people think that he is a saint.

The king called him the Lion of the Storm, and his light became a symbol in this kingdom, although he was a descendant of the royal family, he loyally maintained the current royal family and was loved by the people. After all, no one cares who is the king, and who provides them with a better life.

I consoled myself in my heart that perhaps it was not impossible that unity, bravery, and sacrifice would be able to stop the orcs.

This kind of waiting is anxious, but at the same time there is a little bit of anxiety in the psychology of seeing the orcs appear. To the east of the town was an extremely vast land, and when the light from the orc torches finally came into view, the town's bells rang loudly.

It's time to come after all.

The orc army was stationed only about a kilometer away from the town, and the array of orc vanguard was quickly lined up, I couldn't see what they did, I just saw that the vanguard army just stood still. It was not until the second half of the night that the vanguard gradually retreated and was replaced.

It's still a few hours before dawn, and I have a feeling they'll rest after camping, and maybe attack before dawn. Looking at the whole fire, if you carry out a sneak attack on a military camp of this size, it is very likely to turn into suicide.

I turned my face to look at the commander, his serious face could not hide the fear that a big battle was about to happen.

"Tell the people to withdraw first." I say.

"If we run now, we may be able to guarantee that some of the townsfolk will return to Stormwind alive."

Before I could finish speaking, the herald ran over out of breath. "The Westspring Fortress is lost!"

Before the herald could speak, I seemed to see Lothar's body tremble, and he looked at the herald in shock. "Where's Bolval! Is he still alive? ”

"Duke Berval has withdrawn from Westsprings." The herald said. "But...... The town of Westspring appears to be under attack. ”

The reinforcements we went to support the Xiquan Fortress had only been out of the city for half a day......

"Organize the townspeople to evacuate first." Lothar didn't look at me, but said to Reggie. "Make sure most of the townspeople leave before dawn, you ...... With a ......" he slowly clenched his fists, then turned his head to look at me, "Cavalry...... Copy them once from behind them...... Don't be in love! ”

The battle that was supposed to be tomorrow morning is about to start now.

"You stay, I have something for you to do." Lothar said to me.

I looked at his serious face and shook my head, "I'm not at ease when Reggie goes by himself." ”

Reggie glanced at me and turned to go out, I sighed, "I have a ...... Suggestion ......"

I looked at his face and said with some relief, "If we can return to Stormwind City tomorrow...... It's best to prepare the back road in advance. ”

His face twitched, "You say." ”

"I hope we win, but ...... There is a possibility that we will not win this war. I'm not beating you or saying cool things, I thought I could change some of the things I knew, but now it seems that I can't. ”

I took a deep breath, "If Stormwind really can't hold on...... You'll have to figure out where to retreat. ”

"We have Medivan."

"What if Medivan can't help?"

"Last time he saved Stormwind."

"What if he brought in the orcs this time?"

"You're talking nonsense again."

"Oh, okay. Even if I'm talking nonsense......" I slammed my hand on the table, "what if Medivan doesn't save Stormwind?" ”