War is a continuation of politics.

From the point of view of the relationship between war and politics, politics is the mother body of war, so war should not be regarded as an independent thing, but as a tool of politics and a service to politics, and the military viewpoint must be subordinated to the political viewpoint -- Clausewitz's "On War."

Therefore, the strange performance of Stormwind's reinforcements on the battlefield of Arathi cannot be explained at all from the perspective of the war itself, but as long as it is brought into the politics of the two countries, it is clear at a glance.

Is it for justice that the Kingdom of Stormwind sent its own soldiers to the land of the Kingdom of Stormgard to shed their blood and die?

Whoever believes is a fool.

Meanwhile, in the royal chamber of Riptide Castle, Eurek, an envoy from Stormwind, had pushed the treaty compiled by Regent Boval himself before King Garin.

The treaty not only required King Garin to unconditionally give up his Varian debt, but also demanded that the latter "align" with the Kingdom of Stormwind politically and economically.

"The treaties arranged by the Lord Regent are very equal."

Eurek tapped his right index finger on his desk and said in an impatient tone, "Your Majesty King Garin, don't hesitate, hurry up and sign it."

King Garin's expression was distorted, his facial features were almost tangled, of course he knew what this so-called "equal treaty" meant, and in his heart he definitely did not want to sign it.

It's a pity that the situation is stronger than people.

At this moment, one of the attendants entered the conference room, came to King Garin's side, and reported to him:

"Your Majesty, we have lost farms, lumberyards, mines, and blacksmiths in succession in the Arathi Basin, and Stormwind reinforcements have retreated to Torbairn Hall.

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It's only been a day's work, and I've lost four strongholds in a row, what do you mean?

King Garin glared angrily at the Stormwind envoy Eurek on the other side, who said lightly:

"According to the intelligence, the reinforcements of the tribe have also entered the Arathi Basin, they are powerful and menacing, and they want to completely destroy the kingdom of Stormgard, so this battle is not easy to fight."

The first step is threat, the next step is persecution.

Only to hear Eurek continue, "Your Majesty King Garin, in the face of a formidable enemy, our forces in Stormwind need uplifting news to boost their morale."

With that, Eurek knocked on the table twice, and the meaning was self-explanatory.

If you don't sign an "equality agreement", then don't expect our Stormwind Kingdom to fight seriously, and we can leave when the time comes, but can you go? This is your country!

What to do?

King Garin, with a black face, finally decided to compromise, and he took up his pen and signed his name on the "Treaty of Equality" with a trembling hand, and stamped it with the king's seal.

"Very well, Your Majesty King Garin, judge right."

With a smile on his face, Eurek nodded with satisfaction: "I believe that the soldiers on the front line will be greatly boosted after receiving this exciting news, please let me thank you for your generosity on behalf of the Stormwind Kingdom."

With that, Eurek got up from his seat and bowed to King Garin.

At the same time, after the Horde army took over the blacksmith, Michaela moved her headquarters to the blacksmith stronghold, the room where the former High Commander Halver Wimbane and Field Marshal Oslet were talking.

"Brother, our fight is very

It's going well, and the alliance is already losing ground." A smile spread across Malenia's face, as if the battle of Arathi would soon be over.

However, Michaela looked at the map of Arathi on her desk and fell into deep thought.

In her previous life, as a Chinese person, Michaela clearly remembered the leader's teaching: "If you lose your land, you will lose your land, and if you lose your land, you will save your land."

Now his so-called victory is just a simple capture of the stronghold, and the reinforcements of Stormwind City have already retreated safely and have no losses, that is, "saving people and losing ground", which is not good news for Michaela.

In addition, Michaela looked through the window of the room and looked out of the open space outside the stronghold, where none of the warriors of the tribe were

Often excited, successive victories gave them the idea of underestimating the enemy.

You know, the arrogant army will be defeated.

"Hey, Michaela is watching us!"

"Fuck, quick, shut up, hold your talk."

The orc soldiers, who were swept by Michaela's gaze, immediately began to patrol and stand guard as if they were busy......

Well...... Well, at least they didn't underestimate the enemy.

Michaela scratched her head and continued to look at the map of the Arathi Basin.

Now we have four strongholds, and the alliance only occupies one, and on the surface it seems that we are four to one, and the advantage is mine.

But in fact it is not.

Because every time a stronghold is captured, a part of the force must be divided to defend it, but the total strength of the Alliance and the Horde is roughly equal, which means that the number of troops that our Horde uses to defend the stronghold is increasing, and the actual frontal combat force is decreasing, while the Alliance is the complete opposite of us.

"Retreat, avoid its edge."

Michaela understands the tactics of the Alliance Commander

, very powerful indeed, but there is another thing, Michaela has been waiting for a message.

Just then, there was a knock at the door:

"Knock knock."

Here it comes!

Michaela nodded, and Malenia immediately opened the door, it was none other than Duver, the Slayer of the Polluter Legion.

"How?" Michaela asked eagerly.

Duver the Slayer immediately nodded, "Michaela, according to our intelligence, the envoy of Stormwind City came to Riptide Castle this morning to meet with King Garin."

"And so it was!"

Michaela slapped the table.

Unknown Marlenia asked, "Brother, what's wrong?"

Michaela didn't have time to explain the big reason, and directly concluded, "Stormwind reinforcements will soon counterattack, we must organize an attack to take the stronghold of the beast pen before they can start, and then block them back."

As early as when he was on the mission to Stormwind, Michaela knew that the battle of Arathi was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, and the arrival of the envoy of Stormwind meant that the regent Bovar was going to have a showdown with King Garin, and the loss of a stronghold on the Arathi front was a bargaining chip in this negotiation.

There is no doubt that with the current situation of the Stormgard Kingdom, King Garin can only bow his head and have no other way, and the reinforcements of Stormwind City in the Arathi Basin are waiting for this news.

Michaela must take the stronghold of the corral before King Garin bows his head, otherwise the situation will be difficult to say after the alliance counterattacks.

As a result, one order after another was issued from the headquarters, and the tribal soldiers in the mines and lumberyards began to assemble, preparing to outflank the beast pens from the north and south, while the blacksmith stronghold where Michaela was located was also assembling the second echelon of attack

, and at the same time mobilize the soldiers of the farm as a reserve, and must take down the beast pen in one go before the Alliance army launches a counterattack!

Soon, the time came to five o'clock in the afternoon, and the tribal soldiers from the North Road Mine Cave were the first to enter the beast pen.

"Kill, for the sake of the tribe."

But just when the orc soldiers thought that the alliance would still retreat after a little resistance as before, the alliance soldiers had no idea of retreating and began to resist the tribe to the death!

"For the sake of the Alliance, hold the stronghold of the corral."

The two armies fought fiercely, and for a time it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser!

"Hey, those cowardly humans didn't run away?"

Soon, the orc soldiers noticed the difference, and the human soldiers had no intention of backing down, and the battle was much more intense than they expected.

The time came at half past five, and with the rumbling war drums, the tribal army from the South Road lumberyard also arrived.

This force is dominated by recruited warriors, and Glade-Steelaxe is the first to charge.

"Kill, take the pen."

Under the attack of the two tribal armies in the south, the alliance army of the beast pen still fought to the death, like a stubborn stone in the waves, standing still.

But, only by virtue of the allied forces of the beast pen, wanted

It is obviously still powerless to resist the flanking attacks of the tribal armies of the north and south, even if the alliance warriors are very brave, but the beast pen will still belong to the tribe after a long time.

So the key point came to the base on the Alliance side, High Commander Halver Wimbane in the Hall of Thorbain.

In fact, as early as the beginning of the Battle of the Beast Fence, Field Marshal Oslet could not help but shout: "Why don't you send troops to reinforce the Beast Fence? You want to watch us

Lose the last stronghold?"

Halver Wimbane didn't say anything, still standing coldly by the office window, watching the battle in the pens.

Whether or not the Stormwind reinforcements will go all out depends entirely on the attitude of the Stormwind Kingdom, and if King Garin is willing to "cooperate", then the Stormwind Kingdom will continue to fight.

Otherwise......

Halver Wimbane glanced at Field Marshal Oslet behind him.

"Lord Halver-Wimbane."

At this moment, the shadow at the bottom of Halver Wimban's feet spoke, and Field Marshal Oslet, who also heard the voice, blurted out, "MI7 people!"

The MI7 agents ignored Field Marshal Oslet and continued to report to Halver Wimbane:

"We have received news from the Regent's envoy, Eurek, that King Garin has signed and stamped the Treaty of Equality."

Hearing this, Halver Wimban's face was filled with a smile, while Field Marshal Oslet, on the other hand, had a gloomy face and held back for a few seconds before he spoke:

"The Stormwind Kingdom has got what you want, Halver, what about you?"

"Rest assured, Marshal Oslet, we are solid allies."

Halver-Wimbane changed his previous attitude of being a cold observer, and immediately said, "The Kingdom of Stormwind will definitely help the Kingdom of Stormgard to regain control of the Arathi Basin."

With that, Halver-Wimbane strode out of his office and gave orders to the troops that had long been ready to attack.

"Woooooooo

With a muffled trumpet, the Alliance army rushed out of the base and pounced on the pens in the heat of battle, even the senior commander Halver Wimbane himself

Kill them all.

In the battle for the stronghold of the beast pen, the alliance is determined to win.

At this time, the rumbling war drums spread in all directions, and the second attack echelon of the tribe led by Michaela himself also killed the beast pen.

As soon as she stepped into the battlefield, Michaela frowned, the alliance defenders of the beast pen did not retreat, and the alliance army in the base also attacked in full force, it seems that the kingdom of Stormgard has compromised with the kingdom of Stormwind, and the latter has begun to play for real.

But the Horde won't lose, I won't lose!

In the afterglow of the setting sun, Michaela raised her hands and said a powerful spell as she spoke.

Just a few seconds later, above the front of the Alliance Army, the original blue sky suddenly turned into a void, and a meteorite dragging a green tail flame came out of the void and smashed into the crowd.

"The Hand of Gul'dan!"

A small mushroom cloud rose from the ground, instantly engulfing nearly a thousand Alliance soldiers around him, and Michaela's full force blow was no joke.

On the other side, Halver-Wimbane, who had been on the front line, also noticed Michaela, the original tribal ambassador who is now the tribal overseer, commanding the army and the alliance against each other.

Maybe in Stormwind City, Michaela should die "accidentally", the key is his terrifying magic, if Michaela is allowed to throw a few more spells, then we will ......

"Huh, that's?"

Just as Halver-Wimbane was amazed, he suddenly noticed that a small team of Alliance adventurers had suddenly slashed out of the line, like a bullet piercing through the Horde line, and was heading in the direction of the enemy commander, Michaela.

Who are they? It's so brave!

At the same time, Michaela also noticed the assault of that alliance squad, counting

Hundreds of brave orc warriors were defeated by them. Not only that, but Michaela also noticed the familiar shadow in the team.

"Here you go

now."

Soon, the alliance team broke through the Horde's line and came to Michaela, who also strode forward and said to Celestein:

"You're here to duel with me, I'm here."

Celestine's eyes were full of determination, and she strode forward and said to Michaela, "I'm Celestine of Stormwind, Michaela, I'm going to duel you!"

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